Episode 246: Survival Tournament (2)
400 students fell into the forest.
Despite falling apart with a wide distance from each other, dropouts continued to appear shortly after the start of the tournament.
“Ugh… … My stomach, my stomach hurts so much. Didn’t you just eat that fruit?”
“Wow! Wow! Cuckoo! I drank the water from the gnarled hole earlier, and I vomited… … .”
“Ah! it hurts! I’m bitten by something! Your eyes are puffy!”
The ‘Flood of the Red and Black Mountains’, designated as the map for the tournament, was a harsh place in itself.
Poisonous mushrooms or fruits, polluted water, insects armed with poison, sultry air and heavy humidity, all kinds of vines and leaves that cut, sting, or sting the skin, the unseen density of the students was making it last for only a few hours.
Even when I’m still, I’m sweating.
It was difficult to simply endure the poisonous bugs sticking to it.
Moreover, if you eat something because of sudden dehydration, fatigue, or hunger, you will be poisoned or get food poisoning.
HP was melting in an instant like butter thrown on a hot frying pan.
This HP, accumulated in a specially made suit, increases and decreases in conjunction with the wearer’s physical strength and stress level.
In other words, students must do their best to survive so that the HP of the suit they are wearing does not become 0.
If HP becomes 0, you will be forcibly teleported and summoned back to the waiting room.
Meanwhile.
“… … Heo-eok, hee-eok, hee-eok.”
‘Grenouille de Leviathan’, a member of the aristocratic faction and second-in-command of the Fever Donation Department of the Colosseo Academy, was sweating and out of breath.
The number recorded in the HP suit is 74%.
I haven’t fought anyone since I fell in this forest, but 26% of my HP has already evaporated.
“it’s crazy. This forest is truly hell. Do jungles like this really exist in real life?”
But no matter how much I grumble, nothing changes.
Grenouille looked at the rainwater that had pooled in the gnarled hole in the tree.
At first glance, it looked like drinkable water, but when you put your nose to it, it smelled disgusting from the inside.
I strained my eyes and looked closely, and I saw small worms wriggling and floating under the water.
“… … Whoops!”
Grenouille backed away, holding back his nausea.
If you ate something like that because you were thirsty, a signal would come from your stomach right away.
And you lose a lot of water through diarrhea.
‘If that happens, HP is 0. I can’t do anything and I’m eliminated.’
Grenouille turned his head with a tired expression.
Looking down at the waist, you can see the fish you just caught.
As soon as I caught it, I immediately scooped it up and dried it to dry it in its own way, but it doesn’t dry right away, maybe because the humidity is so high.
I brought it to my nose and sniffed it, and it smelled like it had already been spoiled.
“Ugh, I can’t even drink water and everything I eat is spoiled. What are you talking about?”
Grenouille thought he could understand why the seniors chose Red and Black Mountain Flood as the worst maps.
The real wild was so frightening that Grenouille, the heir to Leviathan, was at a loss.
The poisonous mushrooms and poisonous plants seen in the encyclopedia actually look slightly different.
It changes its appearance as soon as it is larger or smaller than depicted in the encyclopedia, covered in dust, torn, turned upside down, dried up, in the dark or in the light.
In addition, many variants, subspecies, and new species were not even listed in the encyclopedia.
“… … ugh, yes This body, which has mastered various poisons, is at this level, but other lowly things are shocking.”
Grenouille turned his head while wiping the cold sweat. He was there to see how much his fellow members were struggling.
… … but.
“Oh, this is delicious.”
“it’s good.”
“it’s good.”
On top of a bonfire where a hot fire is roaring.
Hivero, Middlebro, and Lowbro were cooking white fish meat in boiling water in a gourd with a coconut cut in half.
And in the center, I see a male student sitting with an expressionless face.
Bikir.
He was so unconcerned that he was adapting to the floods of the enemy and Black Mountain with the same energy as if he had just entered his own bedroom.
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‘This is too easy.’
For the first time in a while, Bikir felt as comfortable as coming home.
Red and Black Mountain floods. It is a familiar place both as Balak’s hunting ground and as the hunting dogs of the Baskervilles.
The blades of the leaves that slashed the flesh, the sting of the insects that made the bite swell, and the heat and humidity that clogged the throat were all familiar and nostalgic.
In a familiar motion, Bikir found flint and lit a bonfire, and soon raised the temperature around it with a ember that did not have much light and smoke.
The sticky moisture was removed with spicy ash powder, and the meal was solved by grilling fish caught from the nearby river, selected mushrooms, and tree berries.
Water was also purified using charcoal powder and toasted soil and boiled over a small fire before drinking.
The triplets, Hivero, Middlebro, and Lowbro, also moved after seeking a report and permission from Bikir.
“hey. Bikir. Can I drink this water?”
“Can not be done.”
“Can you tell me why? On the surface, it looks clear.”
“When I went upstream earlier, there were dead elk corpses strewn about.”
“Right. Even though it looks clear on the outside, is it that there are many microorganisms inside? So what about this tree fruit? Can I eat it?”
“If you steam it slightly and evaporate the miasma, you can eat it. If you just eat it, you will go blind.”
Joe’s mood was revolving around Bikir.
Grenouille was greatly surprised that ‘those Baskerville triplets’ obediently followed Vikir’s instructions.
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‘… … that guy Was he a little more amazing than I thought?’
Grenouille’s gaze reached the fish stew that Vikir was cooking.
Red soup simmering hot, and various vegetables and white fish meat floating around.
Looking at that spicy-looking soup, my saliva drips down my chin without even realizing it.
‘Oh, no! I can’t beg for food from a commoner.’
Grenouille fiddled with the spoiled fish bag in his pocket for no reason.
Now that I have to rely on that commoner, my pride for being from one of the 7 famous families is hurt.
… … but. In the end, there was no business in front of hunger.
“hey.”
At Vikir’s call, Grenouille turned his head with wide eyes.
A bowl of beolgun maeuntang soup in a coconut bowl was held out in front of him.
“Do it while you eat. I don’t know what you’re doing.”
Hearing Vikir’s words, Grenouille felt tears well up in his eyes.
‘… … this commoner child. Maybe he’s a little better than I thought.’
And the moment Grenouille puts a little bit of Maeuntang soup on his lips.
“… … ! … … ! … … !”
His eyes widened as if they would tear apart.
‘it’s good!’
Grenouille was thrilled by the shocking gastronomy that seemed to melt his tongue.
The taste of whatever food you eat while staying overnight in the open air doubles.
Besides, is it because I’m exhausted from dehydration and hunger?
The Maeuntang cooked by Bikir was even more delicious than the first-class chef’s dish eaten at the mansion of the Leviathan family.
‘I have to ask if I’m interested in working in my kitchen later!’
Grenouille ate a bowl of Maeuntang on the spot, as if hiding his eyes.
Bikir looked at it blankly, then poured some more mushrooms, fish, and dried worms(?) into the pot and simmered it for a while longer.
Grenouille stared at it while drooling as if he had forgotten what he just ate, then shyly said a word.
“I-over there… … .”
“Eat more. There are many.”
“Go, go, go, keuheum. Go, thank you… … .”
Grenouille cleared his throat a few more times, avoiding his gaze, then tipped the coconut bowl and scooped out the soup.
Omnyomnyomnyomnyom… …
Grenouille devoured 15 more bowls from him and then gave a long burp as if to live.
His HP, which had fallen to 41%, had risen to 92% before he knew it.
Grenouille stroked his protruding stomach.
Despite having eaten so much, there was still a lot of Maeuntang in the large coconut fruit.
Grenouille tilted his head and asked Vikir.
“Hey commoner… … Bikir.”
When Vikir turned his head, Grenouille carefully asked what he was curious about.
“This red fish stew. why did you make so many? I see you haven’t eaten much.”
Then, Hivero, Middlebro, and Lowbro, who were next to them, also turned their gazes in this direction.
He didn’t say anything, but he seemed curious.
“… … .”
Bikir paused for a moment and closed his eyes.
Then he answered, stirring slowly over the coconut pot with his broad leaf.
“fishing.”
Then, everyone including Grenouille tilted their heads.
Making Maeuntang with fish caught by fishing and going fishing again?
Bikir was extraordinarily kind and provided additional explanations.
“The prey are waiting to bite the bait.”
Even at this moment, the leaf that Bikire is slowly stirring becomes a fan, spreading the spicy and savory smell of Maeuntang.
It was slowly spreading through the whole sea of water with the faint light from the embers.
and soon.
… Bass Rock!
Prey, attracted by the warm heat and delicious smell, were caught in the trap.
The sound of approaching the bait becomes louder and louder.
seureung-
Hivero, Middlebro, and Lowbro pulled out the swords halfway from their waists.
Grenouille, who took out the magic book and staff, also had a clear expression of nervousness on his face.
“… … .”
Only Bikir stays calm and watches the bonfire, hiding behind the brush.
yet.
… Crisp!
Attracted by the smell, someone emerged from the bushes.
A very tired and weary expression, tattered clothes with leaves and ashes on them.
And the faces of Hivero, Middlebro, Lowbro, and Grenouille, who checked the faces of the visitors, were tinged with astonishment.
and.
“… … ?”
Surprisingly, Bikir was the same.
The voice from beyond the undergrowth was tired, but still clear.
“Whoa… … What does this smell like?”
It was Dolores.
