Emotion Taster

Arc 4 New Stage: Chapter 36 - The Basics of Survival

A sentence that I think is too poetic and half to serve as a guideline. The arrangement is more random, not complex, and tends to hide the original message. This is called a puzzle, something that is used as a bit of a cheat to make it difficult for me to get ahead of this place.

This is not surprising, considering that from the beginning Octa wanted to play the game, he also would not use boring rules. One or two things he might add, even I'm not surprised that in the future he will do something crazy.

"Ivan, do you know what he meant just now?" asked Farrel who was holding his head and looking at me.

"No, I don't know yet" I answered honestly while shaking little. "The part I understand is just about the top of the ecosystem."

"Oh, do you understand the first sentence? I think it's good to start."

I might say understand. But, of course, I do not guarantee that the answer is completely correct. Not that I understand what the puzzle maker is thinking, it's just that my science understands the word ecosystem scientifically.

"In biology lessons, the ecosystem peaks between big cats like lions, tigers, cheetahs, or wolves. But, if the marine ecosystem might be a shark-like animal," I replied explaining.

"Ehmn ...," murmured Farrel pursed his face. "It seems like the answer like a schoolboy is not fit to use now, Ivan."

"If so, do you have another answer?"

"I'm protesting doesn't mean I know another answer. Anyway, if we take that answer. Then what do we want? Go find a lion to hunt?"

"Technically, we've got guns here."

*Sheath

I said that while pulling the axe from the hanger on my belt. Slowly, I also opened the shield and showed a sharp side like being in style showing strength.

"Ahaha, I hope it's just kidding, Ivan. How can we use an ax to lose a wild animal?"

"Humans don't have to use muscles, and at least we also have added value because we were born as men. In history, it is recorded that humans are one of the creatures that can defeat lions and tigers through close-range weapons."

"We didn't live in those days, and please don't equate me with them" Farrel said, complaining of my answer.

"..."

I was there to put my axe back in place. My show and style were done when Farrel completely gave up on the choice.

I was also half-joking. Roughly speaking, I myself did not stand a chance of winning against a savage beast just like that. It needs more muscle training, stamina, endurance, and more adequate equipment than just one axe.

In addition to protective suits and various weapons, living outside the danger of needing adequate medicine. If I get a bite and can't clean it up until an infection occurs, I'll also die slowly. When that happened, I failed. Being sick would be a burden, no medicine making the problem unresolved.

Another unsupportive factor is the power of my limited emotional detection. Animals differ overall from humans, especially their language. I don't know why I can't feel the same emotional waves of animals as humans. Animals won't give me a spike in emotion, won't give me strong doping when they're angry. So, they too are rudely not going to give me the strength I was fighting against Geza.

Human anger will pump up the turmoil in my body and lure my entire power parameters up. The stronger the emotion of anger, the stronger the effect I felt. They're all on the line with the great strength and sharpness of the instincts I got.

In addition to the anger of the enemy, I can also tap into the emotional waves from Amalia when she uses her power. But, my partner now Farrel, I also became as weak as an ordinary human.

"Heh, what do you plan on doing now, Farrel?" I say with complaining.

"Walk ... at least we should know the surrounding environment. Want us to hunt a lion or not, if we do not know how the terrain, we will not survive."

Farrel there began to pull out his axe, he took the lead and tried to open the path while occasionally cutting the leaves.

His emotions were stable, still no different than usual. With Farrel in my team alone has made the challenge forward look lighter. I haven't felt this for a long time. Because, when I acted with Amalia and Pero, I was always at the core of strength. They may help, but somehow their help is more pronounced behind than straight forward.

"Hoo .. right too, in this forest shelter from wild animals is also important."

"No, Ivan," refuted Farrel who was still continuing down the road. "The place to sleep is important. But, the main source of life is water. So, while we're traveling, the water source is the main purpose we're looking for."

"..."

Farrel had no special skills like a common traveler. But, he is above me for this kind of knowledge. His hobby is mountain climbing, I know it clearly and he still keeps it up until now.

The trek up the mountain is not really I hate, such a quiet place should be suitable for my sensitive condition with the crowd. Several times Farrel took me, but the number of trips I received was no more than ten.

I rejected it not because I didn't hate the mountain, but I hated the waves of negative emotions. Then, the climbing event is one source of negative emotions to appear.

Farrel has stable emotions, his experiences have also been a lot to keep him from torturing me. But, another case with other people, especially people who participate as a fad or woman who participate to shape her character on social media. People like that will only be a burden. Their weak stamina and complaining person will only give torment throughout the climbing process. Therefore I more often refuse if the number of climbing events is more followed by beginners.

The mountain is not out of the forest. Although Farrel always prepares everything before climbing, but his ability to survive in the forest is certainly not zero.

There I was in a ready position, the axe that I shined back I took and helped myself to walk slashing wild plants. Fortunately the weapon felt lighter than a traditional axe, making it less heavy when used instead of a knife.

"What do you mean, Ivan?" ask Farrel who didn't catch.

"As you know, we are now in a different world and dimension. Don't you realize my wounds are healing? I can use my hands like normal again. It's clear my body is now different from the body in the original world."

My meeting and Farrel was still not far apart, he should have remembered that my hand was still hanging and wrapped in a cast.

"So, you're saying there's a chance that we don't need water right now?"

"Yes, that's about it. We still don't know the limits of our bodies right now."

I was there deliberately making a situation question. Based on experience, usually a memory will appear where the contents are the answer to the question.

"..."

This time, nothing came up. I waited for a while as I continued to follow Farrel's path, but there was no sign that the answer to the question came.

"Think that our bodies are the same. If it is different, it does not mean we should not be silent around. The ekplore remains important."

"Ah, yes," I replied in a faint tone complaining. "Lagain, we already know three people can bleed when they are slashed. There's no way that blood came out it's just a display."

"Hmn .. You should be a little fluent in your language, Ivan. And I'm sorry, I don't want to remember that anymore either."

"Heh, your response seems cold to people who object to this."

"After your accident yesterday, I wasn't too surprised. I'm not the first to see blood now either. You know that too, don't you, Ivan?"

"Okay, sorry. I won't talk about it anymore."

Farrel is not a family with a bad life. Instead, he was someone who grew up together with the all-round environment. Together with his father, mother, and neighbors with his uncle, he had a good relationship growing up together.

However, it is because of this closeness that makes the separation feel more painful. I don't know what her parents worked like. His late uncle was a heavy equipment engineer.

His uncle's death was closely related to Farrell. At the age of a dozen when he was still in Junior High, he was invited by his uncle to work in a heavy equipment garage. When there were few people on guard, they came at an early time.

As usual, he was a normal Junior High kid who often played excitedly running around the garage. Again, I don't know what the details are. But, rumors say that Uncle Farrel was disturbed by Farrel's concentration at that time. He was working and repairing heavy equipment, fixing a charged truck that was slightly stuck in its haulage section.

That day Farrell saw. The accident in which his uncle's head was smashed was crushed by a truck tire that had come off his brakes. Uncle Farrel died instantly on the spot, in front of a young Farrel.

No one in the family blamed him. Everyone there is a good person. But Farrel was big enough to understand that he was not entirely clean.

This may be a tragic story. I rarely get a surge of emotion from him because his emotions have exploded and eroded the time of his uncle's death. Since then, she has become more frequent outside, away from home because the warm place reminds her of the person who has left.

A few minutes had already passed, we seemed to have walked quite a distance away from the first place. There Farrell not only paved the way with his axe. But, the man also picked some fruit that could be eaten and asked me to keep it as a food reserve.

"I think we're still lucky to have fallen in a humid forest. Here is plenty of fruit and water, even if there is no river, we can take the dew here to survive."

"Why don't you check from above? Isn't that faster?" I asked Farrel.

"Gini moist forest is good for food sources. That means we're not the only ones living here. Trees can be dangerous, we do not know in the tree there are snakes or spiders, let alone the leaves are thick kayak gini."

"Ah .. there is a point as well," I said slightly nodding.

With the accumulation of life factors and food sources, this place is also home to many other animals at once. Of course I don't want to deal with snakes or spiders and end up poisoned. Given the thing at the beginning, we here have no drugs.

After the trip, I started hearing the sound of water. In front, exactly one direction in accordance with the path Farrel is heading, there is a light where the air moves faster.

"Okay, one mission might be complete. River water is healthier than stagnant" Farrel said.

There I followed, and peeked behind her body after she stopped. There is a small river, no more than two meters wide and with a depth of thirty inches.