This Damned Thirst for Survival

Jiang Luo suddenly felt a prying eye that made him particularly uncomfortable.

The prying eyes were like vipers, sending shivers down his spine. Jiang Luo frowned, put his book down and looked up, meeting the gaze of the boy sitting opposite him.

Jiang Luo’s tightly furrowed brow relaxed slightly and he asked inquisitively, “What are you looking at me for?”

Qi Ye said, “My name is Qi Ye.”

Jiang Luo said, “Oh.”

Qi Ye’s brow furrowed to a frown of disbelief, as if he had not expected the man opposite him to say “Oh” so coldly after knowing who he was.

The pop-ups were taunting relentlessly.

[hhhh Qi Ye Large-scale rollover scene]

[Qi Ye’s annoyed face: How can there be people in this world who don’t know I’m a genius?

“You don’t know who I am?” Qi Ye asked, raising his voice.

Jiang Luo was a little distracted as he stood up and looked left and right, searching for something in the deepening night, “I thought you said your name was Qi Ye.”

Qi Ye choked, and after a long moment, was surprised by Jiang Luo’s state: “Hey, what are you looking for?”

Jiang Luo’s gaze gradually settles on a spot in the trees. It was windless and seemed to be hiding something. He suddenly looked at Qi Ye, “Are you very good?”

With a bit of a skeptical tone, Qi Ye was irritated and he gave a cold laugh, “At least it’s better than you.”

He made a point of glancing at the book Jiang Luo was holding and snorted, “Compass detailing? I wonder how you got this far.”

Despite what he says, Qi Ye does not underestimate Jiang Luo. If he can’t even read a compass and still make it this far, he’s either incredibly gifted or incredibly lucky.

Sometimes, luck is a strength.

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The suspicion in Jiang Luo’s eyes intensified, “Really?”

Although he did not say anything harsh, this attitude was even more irritating. Qi Ye rose to his feet, “What do you mean by that?”

“It’s just that I’ve always been a man who never talks about what I can do,” Jiang Luo said, “After all, everyone can talk a big game, but if you want me to know you’re good, you have to show me something real. ”

Jiang Luo finished by saying thoughtfully, “It’s okay to be afraid, after all, there’s no shame in bragging about it.”

Qi Ye took a deep breath, turned and headed off into the woods, “I never fucking brag.”

Jiang Luo : “Oops, do you really want to go there? Don’t, it’s so dangerous, come on, don’t gamble ……”

Jiang Luo slowly shut up as he watched Qi Ye move faster and faster towards the point of suspicion, standing comfortably on the sidelines watching Qi Ye’s movements.

Within ten seconds, Qi Ye emerged from the back of the woods with a sullen look on his face and shouted at Jiang Luo, “Run, it’s Spiderman…”

Before he could say what it was, Jiang Luo had already turned and run in a flash.

The two men ran out of the resting place one after the other. Jiang Luo intuitively went to the left, and Qi Ye, remembering that he was one step ahead of himself in the eight trigrams, did not hesitate to follow.

The trees became more and more bushy, their shadows twisted and came to life in the moonlight. The more Jiang Luo ran, the more he felt that something was wrong, until a familiar gazebo appeared in front of him and he realised that they were back on the same spot.

Qi Ye stopped beside him with a slight gasp in his voice, glancing at the gazebo and then at Jiang Luo, his expression gradually hardening, “Did you run back here on purpose?”

Jiang Luo : …… Not really.

Qi Ye thought more and more about it, and he asked, with vague anger, “You thought I was lying to you? So you took me on a special run and came back to see if there really was a Spiderman?”

Jiang Luo : “…… Well.”

Qi Ye sneered twice, grabbed Jiang Luo and headed for the back of the woods, “Then come and see if I’m lying to you or not!”

Jiang Luo looked warily at his surroundings, “No need, hurry up.”

When he finished, he looked back and Qi Ye was gone.

Jiang Luo froze, and the next moment a thick, sticky spider silk spat out from behind and wrapped itself around Jiang Luo, who, after a spiral, was tangled in a spider’s web, beside Qi Ye, who had also been captured.

The huge cobwebs almost cast a foggy light around the area. Qi Ye wrenched an arm free from the 502-glue web and gloated to Jiang Luo, “See, I wasn’t lying, was I?”

Jiang Luo’s hair was also stuck to the spider’s web, which almost prevented him from moving in the slightest. He did his best to free his hands from the spider’s silk first, gave Qi Ye a speechless look and muttered, “I’ll make sure I cut this annoying hair off when I get through this level.”

Qi Ye smiled and turned his head to look at him. The dark-haired youth was concentrating on breaking free from the spider’s web, a few white spider threads stuck to his black hair, his clothes dishevelled and his beautiful white neck even longer at the slightly exposed neckline.

Long hair looks good ……

Qi Ye looked back and said, “How come I don’t see any Spiderman?”

As soon as he spoke, the giant net beneath him shuddered abruptly.

From the edge of the spider’s web came up eight furry legs, and an oddly large spider quickly and skilfully crawled up the slender silk.

The spider was yellow and black, about as tall as an adult, and, extremely bizarrely, had a human face and human half-body.

The spider-man’s face was blue and white, the pupils of its eyes dark and frighteningly hollow as it slowly crawled into Jiang Luo and Qi Ye. Qi Ye was more on the outside than Jiang Luo, and the spider-man was first to Qi Ye’s side, his front claws reaching out and tearing Qi Ye’s upper body clothes, his furry claws resting on Qi Ye’s abdomen.

Qi Ye, who had been reacting in an uneventful manner, turned pale and gritted his teeth, “Damn, it’s a male spider that only wants to find someone to hatch its eggs for it.”

Normally, Qi Ye would have easily killed the spider-man, but now he had only a compass on him and was glued to the immense spider-web, so there was no way to escape for a while.

Jiang Luo’s face didn’t look too good as the spider-man tested Qi Ye’s stomach for suitability to nurture his offspring. Not wanting to become an apparatus for the spider-man to hatch his eggs, Jiang Luo Yu Guang glanced at the drone, making sure it was blocked from view by the trees, before slipping a folding dagger from his sleeve, opening it with two fingers and slashing hard at the spider web beneath him.

With his back to Jiang Luo, Spiderman cannot see Jiang Luo’s movements, but Qi Ye can see them clearly. I don’t know where Jiang Luo got the contraband from, but this is not the time to pursue this.

He fought back his nausea and did not move, doing his best to stall for Jiang Luo. Fortunately, he didn’t seem to fit in with the spider-man, who withdrew his claws from his abdomen and turned towards Jiang Luo to look at him.

Jiang Luo has half sat up and is moving quickly and intently to cut the spider silk that binds his legs. Sensing his intentions, the spider hisses in anger and lunges at Jiang Luo with his eight legs striding rapidly.

At the last moment Jiang Luo managed to cut the spider’s silk, and he fell more than three metres from the web, protecting his key points, which happened to be underneath a thick, soft, decaying leaf that cushioned the impact of the fall.

Seeing that he had succeeded, Qi Ye shouted, “Go!”

Jiang Luo stood up nimbly, made an ok with one hand and darted away into the darkness.

Qi Ye: “……” Although he was the one who told Jiang Luo to leave, watching Jiang Luo leave so neatly suddenly made me feel a bit uncomfortable in my heart.

Qi Ye’s heart sank slightly as the spider roared incompetently and turned towards him menacingly.

The human caught by the male spiders either becomes an incubator for the spiders’ eggs or is eaten by the spiders as food. It is not clear which of the two is worse, but if Qi Ye had to choose, he would rather be eaten than become a humanoid tool with a belly full of spider eggs and then have his guts eaten out by a baby spider.

But as one of the most talented and powerful leaders of today’s young generation, Qi Ye felt that his death would be too humiliating.

The spider had arrived in front of Qi Ye, its mouth wide open, saliva dripping from the corners of its mouth. Qi Ye averted his face in disgust to avoid the saliva, but his eyes froze abruptly.

He saw a dark-haired youth standing on a branch high up in a large tree.

With his right hand wrapped around the trunk of a tree and his knife in his left, the long-haired young man hides quietly among the branches and leaves, like an advanced hunter who takes advantage of the night to hunt.

Seeing Qi Ye see himself, the long-haired young man held his knife’s fingers to his lips, a cold flash of light, and he gave a silent “hush”.

Qi Ye was dumbfounded for two or three seconds before he came back to his senses, averting his eyes stiffly and turning to stare at the ugly face of Spiderman.

Oblivious to the impending danger, the spider opened its mouth wide to gnaw at Qi Ye’s chest cavity when, in the nick of time, the dark-haired youth leapt from the tree and plunged his sharp dagger into the spider’s brain.

The greenish, sticky blood spurted out as Jiang Luo rolled onto his back and mounted the spider’s neck, his legs locked around it as he pulled out his dagger and drove it into the spider’s neck with a vicious slash.

Large swathes of greenish blood flowed out, smudging Jiang Luo’s body with dirt, and a few splashes of blood hit the back of Jiang Luo’s hands and cheeks. Jiang Luo’s lips and tongue were closed to prevent the Spiderman’s blood from falling into his mouth. Only when the spider-man struggled and fell did he calmly get off its body and, with great difficulty, step over the sticky webs one foot at a time to Qi Ye, cutting the webs beneath him.

When Qi Ye looked at him blankly, Jiang Luo wiped his face and scoffed, “Scared silly?”

Qi Ye subconsciously said, “How is that possible.”

He furrowed his brow in annoyance and was about to say something when his pupils suddenly flinched, “Duck!”

Jiang Luo reacted quickly by rolling to the ground and he was glued back to the web, but even more frightening than that was the fact that the spider-man, who had been so thoroughly killed by Jiang Luo, moved slowly and convulsively.

The Spider’s neck was still bleeding from its head, its blue face residing with the pangs of death, but it rose as if it had never been killed by Jiang Luo.

Jiang Luo raised his hand, but it was glued shut. He stared at the “dead and alive” Spider-Man and cursed, “Fuck.”

The spider-man seemed to be drawn to this sound, its hollow eyes slowly turning to Jiang Luo’s part and suddenly grinning a twisted, chilling smile.

Such a smile cast a strange and neurotic layer of contradictory charm over the plain, even ugly face of Spiderman.