As for the rest, it's even more intense.
Ren Zhong thought that although the dragonfly's lethality was not weak, since it was an insect, it might have high attack and low defense characteristics. As long as he operated well, giving it some initial damage might work out.
Twenty minutes later, Ren Zhong poked half his head out from under a small hillock.
Ahead, the dragonfly lay motionless on a large rock.
Ren Zhong took a deep breath and popped his entire head out.
At that moment, the dragonfly's compound eyes rotated, seemingly spotting him, and suddenly soared into the air, diving straight at him.
Ren Zhong turned and sprinted two steps to the side without hesitation, then leaped and lay flat, sliding quickly down a smooth meadow growing there.
This route was planned meticulously from his memory.
So far, he executed it smoothly, with errors precise to less than a second, and the sliding direction was completely in line with the plan.
At the bottom of the meadow, Ren Zhong planted his feet and rolled forward twice to cushion the impact.
Bang!
Not being a professional stunt actor, he failed to control his body during the roll and tilted slightly to the side, hitting his head on a protruding stone, causing a bleeding head wound and making him see stars.
Ren Zhong had just sat up again and wiped the blood from his eyes when the dragonfly's scissor-like mandibles, gleaming coldly, came right at him.
Dead.
...
Familiar meadow slope, familiar slide marks.
Another attempt.
Landing.
He added a bit more force with his right foot, then changed direction slightly while rolling forward, successfully avoiding the stone and positioning himself just like a sprinter before starting.
Pushing off hard with his right foot, charge!
Ren Zhong gave his all, sprinting like never before, and crossed a large tree, one hundred meters from the start point, in 14 seconds.
The 14-second 100-meter run was not impressive, but it was the peak of his life as a cancer patient.
Just as he passed the large tree, the dragonfly caught up from behind, its eight long legs forming eagle claws, reaching towards Ren Zhong's back.
The distance between them was only ten meters.
When the dragonfly crossed the large tree, its left wing, about 1.5 meters long, sliced through the tree trunk like a craft knife cutting A4 paper.
In theory, a tree needing seven people to embrace it wouldn't be harmed by cutting just a one-meter length of the trunk.
But since Ren Zhong chose this tree as his escape reliance, he had his reasons.
The tree trunk was already mostly decayed at the base, and being cut again by the dragonfly's wing, the cracking sound of splintering wood was heard, and the tree fell eastward, in the direction its branches spread.
That east direction was also Ren Zhong's chosen escape route.
He took several steps forward, leaped forward before the shadow behind covered him, and just barely avoided being hit by the treetop.
Ren Zhong only made a small arc, then ran in the dragonfly's direction again, continuing to flee away from the dense forest.
While running, he glanced at the large tree.
Under the thick fallen leaves, several sharp bird calls and the dragonfly's intensified wing vibrations echoed.
The tree began shaking violently, occasionally revealing one or two iron-feathered blue birds, each with a wingspan of about a meter, breaking through the foliage and diving back under the tree like missiles.
The wooden tree trunk alone couldn't possibly trap the dragonfly, which could slice through iron effortlessly with every part of its body.
Ren Zhong's real target was the nest of blue birds on the treetop.
During previous deaths, Ren Zhong already knew that the iron-feathered blue birds were different from the dragonfly. While they also had significant attack power, they weren't interested in attacking a human like him.
Ren Zhong was gambling that the blue birds would bear a grudge against the "culprit" who destroyed their home, igniting a fight between the two.
A small plan to pit tigers against wolves.
Collisions echoed under the treetop, sometimes causing branches to break from collateral damage.
The dragonfly and the blue birds finally showed themselves.
Seven iron-feathered blue birds, varying in size, screeched and attacked the dragonfly.
In the furious flurry, the blue bird family flew up and down, their beaks and talons raining down, striking the dragonfly and sending sparks flying with metallic clashes.
The dragonfly had no interest in entangling with the blue birds; its head was focused dead on Ren Zhong's direction, continuously flapping its wings, trying to escape the encirclement but being firmly suppressed by the blue birds from all sides.
Three minutes later, Ren Zhong successfully passed the giant rock where the dragonfly had been lurking before.
He had officially arrived at a location he had never reached before, more than ten kilometers away from the Frozen Storage!
It was then he noticed that the ground beneath the giant rock was piled with metal debris.
At a glance.
There was a broken, hollow mechanical arm, which seemed to be wearable.
And more damaged, unrecognizable mechanical structures piled haphazardly.