If there is a feeling, there must be a situation. But where is the situation?

He concentrated on thinking, looking at the grass, shrubs and trees.

What is wrong is the environment, but what is wrong with the environment?

After looking at it for a long time, an idea flashed in his mind, and he suddenly remembered the two people who had robbed him.

Because of those two people, Fang Che paid extra attention to the environment.

At that time, the two people were standing under a thick tree with shining leaves and thick leaves.

Looking in front of us, although the shrubs are growing vigorously, the leaves of both trees and grass are very thin. They are not malnourished, but they cannot be said to be rich in nutrients.

The shrubs are very thin, but the bark is mottled, showing how old they are.

The same goes for all the trees nearby - unlike when we first entered the jungle, where several people could hug each other, there were almost no trees larger than a hug.

But judging from the mottled bark of the tree, it is clearly much older than the trees outside.

There are some rotting animal carcasses in the bushes.

Fang Che turned it over and found that it was completely rotten, but the color of the fur was still a little bright.

Fang Che pondered for a long time and looked at the surrounding environment. The sun shone in, creating mottled spots of light.

‘There’s something wrong with this forest. Logically speaking, trees deep in dense forests, inaccessible to humans, should be exceptionally strong, but in this vast area it’s just the opposite. Is it a geological reason?’

There was no sense of crisis, just an inexplicable silence.

Standing here, I can clearly hear the beating of my heart. I feel a vague sense of panic, which is not obvious.

Other than that, nothing unusual.

Not found.

Fang Che let out a breath.

Let’s make points first and think about these anomalies slowly. However, we must not ignore the past.

…

Dark place.

A one-horned monster snake whose skin was basically the same as its surroundings, and which could not be distinguished at all, came out silently. As soon as the long snake message rolled up, two second-level small demon foxes not far away were drawn in.

In the mouth.

While enjoying the delicious food, suddenly a sword light fell down and nailed him seven inches.

The strange snake convulsed and twisted violently, causing the tree next to it to stagger.

But that sword has already nailed the strange snake.

After a moment, the sword was drawn out and turned into a thunderbolt.

With a pop, the head of the strange snake was cut off directly.

Blood splatters.

Fang Che dropped the snake's blood on the name tag, and then put the dug-out core of the strange snake into it.

A halo appears on the nameplate.

The core and blood disappeared at the same time.

Display a few lines of words.

Bibo City, Fang Che.

Points, zero point five.

This strange snake is undoubtedly a level four monster.

"Only level four."

Fang Che was a little dissatisfied, so he immediately got up and walked into the jungle.

In a quarter of an hour, Fang Che's points changed to: three.

…

Sitting on the branch of a big tree, munching on dry food, Fang Che felt a little solemn in his heart.

‘It’s really hard to get these points.’

Six level four monsters, only three points.

This is only possible because Fang Che has rich experience in the world, has a clear understanding of the living habits of monsters, and can quickly determine where the monsters are hiding based on the environment.

It can be seen from this that these one hundred points are by no means easy to get.

'We need to find a group of monsters.'

'This entire area of ​​trees and grass covering hundreds of miles is suffering from malnutrition. It has not left this area yet. What is the reason?'

Fang Che swept down from the tree.

A few hours later.

Fang Che returned to the carriage covered in blood, while Ye Meng was trembling in the carriage: "Sir...Sir, are you back?"

"Look at how brave you are."

Fang Che snorted, took off his dirty clothes, changed them, and threw them into Ye Meng's arms: "Wash them when you have a chance."

"yes."

After three hours of fierce fighting, Fang Che scored twenty-one points.

One hundred points is still far away.

Driving the carriage, we walked dozens of miles ahead.

Then he stopped again, got out of the car with his sword in hand, and under Ye Meng's gaze, swooped into the jungle and disappeared in an instant.

Ye Meng noticed that Fang Che paused for a moment before entering the jungle, as if he was deliberately observing the trees on the roadside.

I can’t help but wonder: What’s so good about trees?

…

In the dense forest, young men in well-dressed clothes can be seen walking back and forth almost everywhere.

Some are still in fierce fighting.

Fang Che quickly passed everyone, his body like a sharp arrow, and entered the edge of the forbidden area.

There will definitely be higher-level monsters here.

Sure enough, in a canyon, Fang Che found a surprise.

A group of level five blood-fang demon wolves.

There are more than a hundred demon wolves in the pack, and this is just what we saw.

"I'll go, it's close to two hundred points!"

Fang Che became excited.

The next step is how to eliminate it.

After all, the demon wolf would never just wait here and let himself be killed.

Moreover, a group of fifth-level demon wolves have high combat power, and there must be a wolf king among them!

The fur of this group of demon wolves is not bright, and their nutrition is not very good. They must be very hungry, right?

He paid attention.

The surrounding trees and grass are still alive, but malnourished. It seems that this land only ensures the survival of these plants - the most basic survival.

Apart from that, nothing else is given.

Some of the trees with animal carcasses under them did not have thick and shiny leaves. It seemed that the corpses of dead monsters did not provide any additional nutrients to these plants.

After watching for a while, Fang Che quietly retreated.

After a while, he came back with a packet of medicinal powder in his hand.

…

In a certain hall of Baiyun Martial Arts Academy.

A group of martial arts school staff were staring at an illusory big screen in front of them.

Next to it, there are two pillars filled with colorful spiritual crystals, emitting bright light and pure energy, supporting the light curtain.

On the light screen, there are countless people's names, and the number of points is displayed behind each person's name.

"There are a lot of applicants this year."

A martial arts professor looked at the list with great interest: "There are ten thousand positions, but there is no room for them. There are still people who have not made it to the list."

The other one sighed and said: "I just hope that the number one thousand will not be higher than thirty points."
To be continued...