Sinmonger Chapter 7: Crossing the river

Although the black unidentified creature is temporarily freed, suspicion still hangs over the hearts of Gunsmith and John. There are many strange things in this rainforest. Whenever the two of them relax a little, new abnormalities will appear. Fortunately, this place is not a desert, and obtaining food and water is not much of a problem. Otherwise, under this huge psychological pressure, the basic physiological needs will not be guaranteed, and John's fellow may have a nervous breakdown at any time.

Two hours have passed in the blink of an eye. During this time, the gunsmith and John didn't talk much. They resumed their morning speed. Some unknown danger is chasing them.

I don't know when, the clouds are rolling over the head, it seems that a heavy rain is about to fall, and at the same time, a shoal appears in front of the two.

"We have to cross the river before the rain comes, or the water level will rise." John said, looking at the situation ahead.

The gunsmith took a few steps into the water and turned back; "The water is only knee-high now, but it may be waist-deep or even impossible to step on the middle of the river. Are you sure you want to do this? I can see at least the opposite bank. We have to travel three or four hundred meters, maybe even further, in case it starts to rain when we reach the center of the river..."

John interrupted directly: "We'll be stuck there, unable to get to the other side, or too late to come back, and the rushing water will wash us away after rising, yes, I know, so we better stop. Long-winded, hurry over." He said and walked forward.

The gunsmith didn't say anything, just followed. He also knew in his heart that if it rained heavily, it would be impossible to cross the river, and there were two remaining options. One is to take a detour and go upstream to see where the water level is lower and the river channel is narrower, but God knows which section of the river is the narrowest. Maybe this shoal is the closest place between the two banks, and the rain forest has a lot of precipitation. Frequent, and it is normal for the water level to continue to rise after the water level rises.

As for the second method, take a little time and build a simple raft to cross the river, but in case the river is in a hurry after the high tide, the raft will be washed away like a person, and moreover, stay on the wide river during a thunderstorm It is very easy to be struck by lightning.

Of course, there is a third option, waiting in place and making calculations after the rain stops, but judging from the situations that Gunsmith and John have experienced before, they would rather take a detour than stop.

The clouds were thick and low, and the thunder was deep and close. This is not a good sign. In five minutes at most, the place will be stormy, and then this shoal will become the bottom of the river.

And the gunsmith and John had only gone a third of the way at this point, and they were faced with a question, should they turn back immediately? .

"Do you think it's a good idea to go back?" the gunsmith asked.

John decisively rejected the proposal: "No, I have a strong premonition that there is still danger behind, and it is very close. This river and this rain are our best chance to get rid of those monsters. The river washes away and falls all the way down to the waterfall, and I will never go back to that side of the bank.”

"Maybe you are right, but..." the gunsmith said, the raindrops had already hit him: "To cross the river smoothly, we have to speed up."

John replied: "Then let's fight!" After that, he simply jumped forward and swam.

The torrential rain in the jungle is unimaginable for urbanites. The intensity of the rain on people is almost like the artificial rain in the filming of bad TV dramas. The hero and heroine cry in the rain without an umbrella, while the camera A fire truck is parked outside...

John and the gunsmith switched from wading to freestyle. The current situation doesn't have to think about conserving energy anymore. The problem is just a surge in water levels, but if you wait a few minutes, there will likely be rapids or a school of piranhas. In such a situation, even the capable ones will have to finish the game by then.

The gunsmith's initial estimate of the distance was quite accurate. Two minutes later, the exhausted two climbed up the mud on the opposite bank. When the two landed, they were both face up, their chests heaving violently, and they were out of breath. Swimming a distance of more than 100 meters was by no means easy. They didn't even take off their shoes, and the water flow in the river gradually accelerated. The two were able to land safely in the end, and it had to be said that there was a certain element of luck. If they stayed in the water for dozens of seconds, or if a broken tree suddenly floated up upstream, it would be difficult to say.

Looking back at the torrents behind him, the gunsmith felt scared. The so-called capable person is just an individual in front of the power of nature, and he is far from being superhuman. In his lifetime, if he has reached the realm of the strong level or above, he may be able to survive this situation calmly.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, the water level continued to rise, and the river bank was in danger of being flooded. After they breathed a little, they got up and tried to find a place to shelter from the rain. John is in a good mood~IndoMTL.com~ Although he has become a jerk, but those ferocious and strange things have been separated across the river, this adventure is still worth it, maybe you can sleep peacefully tonight.

"John, I have bad news for you, you have to be prepared," said the gunsmith suddenly.

John said, "What is it? Did something in your pocket fall into the river?"

"No, my pockets have been sewn up, and I won't drop anything if I hang it upside down on a tree." The gunsmith replied, "What I'm about to say is far more terrifying than losing things. In fact, at this moment I have been Scared, you have to hold on, don't scream or go crazy..."

John felt his scalp tingling, and he asked, "What the **** is going on?"

The gunsmith pointed to the jungle not far ahead: "This road... do you remember, it's the way we crossed the river."

John looked in the direction of the gunsmith's finger, his face instantly pale.

"Actually, my eyesight is good, and I can see the footprints we left when we came, although it has been gradually washed away by the rain." The gunsmith said and turned his head back: "Look at the opposite side, yes The scenery on the other side of the river we saw before we crossed the river was exactly the same."

John sat down on the ground: "What's going on...impossible...why is this happening?!"

The gunsmith said: "A more reasonable explanation is that we turned around and came back by ourselves."

"Impossible! Could it be that we turned 180 degrees and swam in the wrong direction without even knowing it?" John growled.

The gunsmith sighed, the rain made the hair on his forehead stick to his eyelids, he pulled back his hair, and said solemnly: "We may have encountered a situation similar to a folded space, That river, like a mirror, looks like we have passed, but in fact we have finally turned back.”