Warlord

Lankey lay on the raft, which was drifting along the water. The river flowed at a moderate speed, carrying the raft along the water route for more than a hundred kilometers.

There was still a long way to go, almost five hundred kilometers of the river. According to the river’s constant flow, Lan Qi would need at least three days before he could reach the downstream region. He would set up a careful trap there, and if Zero didn’t die, then Lange would snipe at him downstream.

The bald eagle closed his eyes and placed the sniper rifle, “Raging Eagle”, on his chest. Lan Qi crossed his hands over the cold spear’s body. His breathing was faint, and his heartbeat had slowed to a breaking point. This caused the temperature of his body to drop to an unimaginable level, similar to the temperature of the river. This was something Lange had learned from his five years in the Southwest. He had used a special breathing technique to reduce all the vital functions of his body, in order to avoid the perception of certain deadly creatures.

During the turbulent times, at least seventy percent of the one hundred mutated organisms possessed the ability to sense heat. This was an ability to transform due to the need for survival. After all, for mutated beasts, the most delicious food were humans. Humans, on the other hand, have a higher body temperature. It was only natural to evolve the ability to sense heat in order to capture them.

The body that Lan Qi had learned had allowed him to escape the attacks of many mutated creatures. So even though he knew that the Lamarsson River was not calm, he still dared to raft down the river and go down the river because he was confident in his own abilities.

In fact, everything was exactly as Lange had expected.

To the giant toothed fishes, the largest mutant fish in the Lamarson River, it was just some lifeless wood that drifted across the surface. Even though these pieces of wood were intentionally tied together, they were still wood. They would not turn into fresh meat just because they were tied together. Therefore, the Giant Tusk Fish didn’t care at all, not to mention that with their minuscule brain size, they were unable to understand what this artificial raft represented.

As for crocodiles with three horns on their heads, they looked like the mutated crocodiles of ancient horned dragons. Unless they had no food to eat, they did not want to attack humans. These guys were much smarter than the giant toothed fish. The crocodiles knew that humans were far more difficult to deal with than the giant toothed fish that were everywhere in the river. Even if it wasn’t those troublesome humans that had the ability, or the aboriginal tribes that lived in the Deathgod Ridge, the crude weapons they made themselves could injure or even kill Horned Crocodiles.

Although humans were indeed very delicious, the more lazy horned crocodiles were more willing to take action against the group of Giant Tusk fishes. As a result, even if a group of trident crocodiles were lying on the riverbank, closed their eyes and dozed off. When Lan Qi’s raft passed by, they only raised their turbid triangular eyes and lazily glanced at it before continuing their sleep.