Crossing the wilderness to survive, starting with a broken kitchen knife.

Once the matter was settled, Zhang Shi called Lao Bai and Xiao Mei, who worked together to carry Zhao Feng into the house. After carefully clearing the spoils from the battlefield, he contacted Wu Qing and Ge Dalong.

Soon, the two of them, using the magical power of the Traveler's Notebook, were teleported here one after another. Wu Qing was carrying a large medical bag filled with various medical instruments, obviously for emergency use.

Before Zhang Shi could speak, Wu Qing keenly noticed Zhao Feng lying unconscious on the sofa and hurried forward to check on his condition.

Ge Dalong's face was full of confusion, so Zhang Shi recounted in detail what happened to the three bald men. Ge Dalong couldn't help but feel a little surprised after hearing it.

"I didn't expect that an organization has already begun to expand its influence. You've been exposed, and I'm afraid your future life will be difficult."

Zhang Shi shook his head slightly, his expression firm.

"It doesn't matter. If an enemy comes, we'll fight him; if a flood comes, we'll block it with earth. There's no such thing as absolute safety in this wilderness. Furthermore, the extreme heatwave has just arrived, and the temperature will continue to rise. I don't believe they can endure the heat and come to seek revenge anytime soon."

On the side, Wu Qing came to a conclusion after a careful inspection.

"He only has a mild concussion, nothing serious. He will probably wake up soon."

Wu Qing then began to treat Zhao Feng's wounds. The temperature outside was extremely high, and if the wounds were not treated properly and infected, the consequences would be disastrous.

Hearing that Zhao Feng was alright, Zhang Shi finally felt relieved. Only then did he feel the pain in his calf. Ge Dalong noticed Zhang Shi's grimace and realized his trouser legs were soaked with blood.

Zhang Shi rolled up his trouser legs, revealing bloody wounds caused by the bombardment of a musket. A lot of gravel had embedded in the flesh, and the wounds were horrifying.

"Wu Qing, come here quickly!"

Ge Dalong was startled and quickly called Wu Qing to come and treat it. This kind of wound, which covered a large area, could easily cause serious problems in the wilderness where medical resources were scarce.

Wu Qing took a look at Zhang Shi's wound and couldn't help frowning.

"Don't be careless, this is not a simple skin injury."

Zhang Shi smiled nonchalantly, trying to calm her nerves. However, Wu Qing raised her hand to interrupt him, then pulled out a complete set of medical equipment from her backpack.

"Prepare for surgery. Your wound needs to be treated as soon as possible."

……

Zhang Shi lay on the sofa, an ice cube under his legs to ease the pain, two oil lamps placed nearby for illumination. Wu Qing, wearing gloves, carefully worked on Zhang Shi's wound, a scalpel in one hand and tweezers in the other.

Zhang Shi felt waves of intense pain and could only grit his teeth, trying not to make a sound. Xiaomei, standing by, relied on her medical knowledge to act as Wu Qing's right-hand man.

About an hour later, the operation was finally over. Even Zhao Feng woke up and looked at Zhang Shi's wound with pity in his eyes.

Wu Qing applied a layer of mysterious plant juice on Zhang Shi's calf, then wrapped it with gauze and gave him some instructions.

"It's the same old rule. Try to avoid strenuous exercise to prevent the wound from opening and affecting recovery."

Zhang Shi took a look at the dozen or so grains of sand that had been taken out of the iron plate, and still felt a lingering fear in his heart.

"Luckily you dodged quickly. If you had been hit, it would have been a disaster."

Zhao Feng was also frightened. Thinking back on the battle, he regretted that he had underestimated his opponent.

Ge Dalong picked up the musket seized from the bald man and looked at it carefully.

"This thing is a genuine musket, with a considerable amount of gunpowder. I suspect the so-called Eagle Group likely possesses key raw materials for gunpowder production, such as sulfur or saltpeter."

Zhao Feng also added.

"Yeah, that yellow-haired guy even threw out a homemade explosive, which was no less powerful than Wu Qing's red pepper. The situation was really close to call."

Zhang Shi also felt the difficulty of the situation. If the enemy had truly advanced to the age of firearms, with muskets and explosives in hand, then their stone walls alone would probably not hold out for long.

Zhang Shi couldn't help but start considering the possibility of moving again to avoid this limelight first.

After expressing her concerns, Wu Qing smiled and comforted her.

"Don't be so pessimistic. Have you forgotten? You're still number one on this leaderboard. If that Bell had truly reached the age of firearms, he would have left the other survivors far behind."

Zhang Shi nodded, feeling that Wu Qing's words made sense. He then remembered the jeep driven by the bald man and his three companions, so he called everyone into the yard and took the jeep out of his backpack.

The appearance of the jeep instantly caught the attention of Wu Qing and Ge Dalong. They were quite intrigued by this timeless object.

Zhang Shi pointed at the car and shared its attributes.

[Jeep (Purple): A conventional vehicle with strong horsepower, but its disadvantage is high fuel consumption.]

"It's impossible for anyone to make this thing at this stage. I guess it must be a system reward or found in a treasure chest."

Then he pointed to the fuel tank.

"It still runs on oil. I only found a barrel of gasoline in their watch, so I guess their reserves are not much."

Ge Dalong touched his chin and said thoughtfully.

"His equipment is quite luxurious. The one you killed couldn't be a small fry, but at least a leader."

Zhang Shi nodded, and remembered the summer heat medicine, so he handed the small blue pill in his backpack to Wu Qing and asked her to help check it out.

Wu Qing glared at him, with a hint of blame in her tone.

"I'm not a testing machine. Do you think I can analyze the ingredients just by looking at it?"

Zhang Shi withdrew his hand somewhat embarrassedly and explained to everyone.

"I heard from the bald guy and his gang that this thing is called summer medicine, and it seems to relieve the heat. I guess this is one of the reasons why they can explore outside on hot days."

Ge Dalong glanced at the regional channel and said.

"No one in our area has encountered any invasion by other survivors. It seems that the Eagle Group's expansion is only small-scale. You must have simply been unlucky, being close to that bald guy's shelter, which is why you encountered what happened today."

Zhang Shi was stroking the bald man's watch in his hand, and there was a hint of coldness in his tone.

"Hmph, no matter what, the feud is over. It would be fine if they could behave themselves for a while, otherwise..."

Zhang Shi didn't continue, instead glancing at the Traveler's Notebook on the table. The forced teleportation cooldown was about to expire, and Zhang Shi felt an urge to teleport to Bell for a moment of revenge.

However, Wu Qing stopped his impulse.

"You're not that crazy guy like Chen Hu. Why would you risk teleporting to someone else's territory? If the other party has any tricks up their sleeves, you might be in danger."

Zhang Shi was only momentarily angry, but after calming down, he knew he couldn't just teleport over and seek revenge. After all, the survivor on the other side was ranked second on the leaderboard. If he wasn't careful, he might end up being prey instead of seeking revenge.