The three of them sat by a small lake. In the wilderness, finding a water source was the first thing to do.
The three of them looked dusty, with the cleanest being Bo Wen, who washed his face every day. He had a certain degree of mysophobia.
Even Cheng Ying disapproved of his behavior.
Chen Mu and Bo Wen had never taken the initiative to speak, and they had nothing to say.
Bo Wen picked up a few small game and threw them in front of Chen Mu.
Chen Mu didn't even bat an eyelid as he took out his own heating card and started a fire.
The heating card could be used to heat food directly, but in order to save energy, they picked up withered branches to start the fire.
Soon, the flames leaped up.
Chen Mu started to skin the prey, having become quite adept at it after a few days.
Soon, he was done and roasted the beast on the rack.
Cheng Ying, who had been picking wild fruits nearby, still hadn't returned, and Chen Mu frowned. According to reason, Cheng Ying should have already returned by then.
Chen Mu and Bo Wen inadvertently looked at each other and found the worry in each other's eyes.
The two of them suddenly stood up. At this moment, they vaguely heard Cheng Ying's cry for help.
Chen Mu and Bo Wen hurriedly flew in the direction of the cry for help.
Looking at Chen Mu behind him, Bo Wen couldn't help but flash a look of contempt in his eyes.
The two of them started at the same time, but Chen Mu was one body behind him.
His strength wasn't bad, but his character wasn't much, which was Bo Wen's evaluation to himself.
It was no wonder that Bo Wen would think that way. It had to be known that for them to have gotten up at the same time and fallen behind in such a short distance, that was enough to show that the strength of the two sides wasn't on the same level.
But, as Bo Wen saw it, while Chen Mu's power might not be greater than his own, it wouldn't be any worse.
And Chen Mu was still so far behind. Wasn't that a classic case of showing up for work but not putting in the effort?
Chen Mu wasn't aware of it, since he had already raised his speed to the maximum and hadn't noticed Bo Wen's disdainful gaze.
He was well aware that when he wasn't in the state of breath control, he was nothing more than an amateur card artisan.
It was naturally not his turn to be the main character in this matter of saving others.
He was a powerhouse who could control a four-star fantasy card. How could a novice like him compare?
In the blink of an eye, the two of them saw Cheng Ying.
Cheng Ying was tightly protecting a dark-skinned child who was confronting a Violent Iron Centipede.
This Violent Iron Centipede was about a meter tall and shaped like a lizard. Its entire body was covered in shiny black scales that glowed with a metallic luster, but its head was even flatter. From time to time, it would stick out its scarlet tongue, and a fishy stench could be smelled from far away.
Chen Mu finally saw Cheng Ying's methods.
Floating in front of her were many colorful spots of light.
With a serious face, Cheng Ying gently waved her hand. It looked slow, but Chen Mu felt that it was very strenuous for Cheng Ying to make that movement.
These rainbow-colored specks of light turned into rainbow-colored raindrops that shot towards the Violent Metal.
Crackle, crackle, crackle, crackle.
These raindrops, which seemed soft and gentle, were actually very powerful. The Violent Iron Centipede shrank in the raindrops, its body trembling.
However, its scales were thick and hard. Although the raindrops left many small holes on its body, it did not cause any fatal damage.
Moreover, the raindrops infuriated the Violent Iron Centipede, and it charged fiercely at Cheng Ying, completely ignoring the raindrops. It seemed to understand that the raindrops couldn't cause any fatal damage to it.
Bo Wen didn't have any intention of making a move, since he wanted to see Chen Mu's methods of attack. The other famous technique of the night of the cross, the Cross!
In his eyes, Chen Mu was mysterious and strange, difficult to fathom.
He had never seen Chen Mu use the Cross in the last confrontation between the two of them.
At that distance, activating the Cross would be in the bag.
The Violent Iron Centipede was extremely fast, and it wasn't moving in a straight line on the ground, but rather in a complicated and strange zigzag pattern, which was hard to predict.
Chen Mu didn't make a move. To be exact, he didn't even move a finger.
He was too far away from Cheng Ying, and the attack of the bipolar thunderball card couldn't reach him.
The only thing he had that could harm the Violent Iron Centipede was the tailless shuttle card. Given his slow speed, Cheng Ying would have already been torn to shreds by the Violent Iron Centipede by the time he fired it.
He might as well not do anything, not to mention that he still had an ace like Bo Wen at his side. How could he make a move?
Bo Wen's face didn't look good, since he hadn't thought Chen Mu would be so indifferent.
The card artisans of the night of the cross were really a bunch of cold-blooded guys!
Didn't he know that if Cheng Ying died, he wouldn't be able to live?
Or was he certain that he would make a move?
Although Bo Wen was resentful, he didn't dare to slow down the movements of his hands.
Chen Mu didn't show any sign of making a move, looking as though he were looking at something that had nothing to do with him.
Bo Wen finally couldn't hold back and made a move!
Three blood-red wavy blades the size of a palm were lined up end to end, and they all sank into the body of the Violent Iron Centipede.
The Violent Iron Centipede's body froze, and its pupils abruptly slackened as it charged toward Cheng Ying without losing its momentum.
Cheng Ying saw the opportunity quickly, and jumped lightly to the side with the child in her arms.
The Violent Iron Centipede charged straight out, and didn't move until it stopped.
Awesome!
Chen Mu was speechless that Bo Wen's power was really powerful.
The blood sharp card wasn't enough to kill the Violent Iron Centipede, and he hadn't thought that Bo Wen would be able to release three wavy blades at the same time, which demonstrated his amazing perceptual control.
The most important thing was that the three wavy blades hit exactly the same place, so that the lethality of the three wavy blades could be superimposed to the maximum, and then they could break open the Violent Iron Centipede's hard and thick scales.
There wasn't the slightest bit of pride on Bo Wen's face, since killing a Violent Iron Centipede in the blink of an eye didn't give him much pleasure.
On the contrary, he felt that he had been completely dominated by Chen Mu, since no one could feel pleasure after being dominated.
Bo Wen gave a cold snort in his extreme displeasure, and returned to the camp alone.
Cheng Ying didn't quite understand when she saw Bo Wen, and asked Chen Mu in a low voice, "What's wrong with him?"
Chen Mu shook his head, "I don't know."
He really didn't know.
Returning to the camp, Chen Mu noticed the child in Cheng Ying's arms.
The child was about seven or eight years old, with dark skin and a rather thin build, and a pair of eyes that shone like black agate.
How could there be a family there?
Chen Mu and Bo Wen's spirits were suddenly roused.
If there was a family there, could it be that they weren't far from leaving the jungle?
They sat down. "What's your name?" Cheng Ying asked patiently.
It was probably because Cheng Ying had just saved him that he was a little closer to Cheng Ying.
He poked his little head out from Cheng Ying's arms, his little face more curious than fearful.
"I'm called Li Duhong."
Although the child wanted to act as much as possible like an adult, his childish voice made his actions look a little funny and cute.
"Where is your home, Li Duhong?
Why have you come out here by yourself? "Cheng Ying asked softly.
"My home is in the mountains."
A trace of craftiness flashed through Li Duhong's black, transparent eyes, as he continued, "I'm lost, big sister."
In the mountains?
That statement was a little off the mark, since which part of the jungle wasn't in the mountains?
Chen Mu noticed Li Duhong's expression, and understood that the child was being petty.
His experiences as a child had taught him that if you thought all children were simple, you would be wrong.
He took a look at Bo Wen and Cheng Ying, who were listening attentively to what Li Duhong was saying. Clearly, they hadn't noticed the mystery in what Li Duhong was saying.
Perhaps to them, it was normal for such a small child to not be able to explain things clearly.
"How far is your home from here?"
"Very, very far!" Li Duhong was waving his little arms, making exaggerated gestures and expressions.
Seeing that, Cheng Ying laughed all of a sudden, and couldn't help but rub Li Duhong's little head.
Chen Mu looked on coldly from the side, noticing that Li Duhong's gaze toward them wasn't full of kindness, even though he was smiling the whole time.
On the contrary, it was guarded and vigilant, with a trace of hostility.
He was all too familiar with that kind of gaze.
Back when he was still a street kid, every time he entered another street kid's scavenging area, he would receive that kind of gaze.
He didn't expose it, since he knew it would be useless.
Neither Bo Wen nor Cheng Ying would believe it if he said it then.
Moreover, this little guy called Li Duhong looked like a mischievous one at a glance.
Since he was on guard, he couldn't tell what kind of dirty tricks he would play. Instead of that, it would be better to look on coldly from the side and see what he would do.
For a seven or eight-year-old child to appear in such a dangerous place was very unusual.
He surmised that the child's home couldn't be too far from there.
Lost?
It would take power to get lost in the jungle, otherwise you wouldn't have gone very far before you became dinner in the bellies of the beasts.
Very far?
If it was very far, how could the child be safe and sound?
If it really was very far, then that child's power was even more awesome than theirs, and he wouldn't need their help.
Having made up his mind, Chen Mu sat there expressionlessly like a block of wood.
"Does your family live in the mountains?" Cheng Ying asked curiously.
"Right, our village all lives in the mountains." Li Duhong said obediently.
Bo Wen suddenly asked, "Village?
How many people are there in your village? "
Li Duhong rolled his eyes, "A lot, and I can't calculate it all." He looked embarrassed after saying that, as though he felt he was losing face.
Seeing that, Cheng Ying rushed to change the subject, "Have you always lived in the mountains?"
"Yes, we've always lived in the mountains.
Where are you from, big sister? "Li Duhong asked curiously.
Cheng Ying smiled slightly, "We're from Amay City."
"Amay City?
What kind of place is that? "Li Duhong was even more curious.
Chen Mu, who had been secretly observing from the side, found that Li Duhong's expression didn't seem to be fake.
"It's a very, very big place, with many, many people living there." Cheng Ying started laughing as she spoke, imitating Li Duhong's tone just then.
"Sister, would you take me home?" Li Duhong looked up pitifully.
Cheng Ying's gaze turned to Bo Wen and Chen Mu.
Bo Wen nodded and said, "Let's take him back.
If we run into the adults, we can ask for directions. "Cheng Ying turned to look at Chen Mu.
"I have no opinion." Chen Mu said lightly.
Bo Wen and Cheng Ying had been in high spirits along the way, never having thought they would run into other humans in the jungle.
Danger lurked on every side in the vast jungle, and they didn't know what was going on. If they were to rely on their own power, it would be very unlikely that they would survive.