Giant Fish Survival: I Can Hear the Giant Fish's Heart

However, this shrimp was unusually large, about the size of an adult's forearm, and entirely red, with a sharp, dagger-like spine on its head.

The wound on Zhou Wen's arm must have been caused by a sharp thorn.

Seeing that it was just a large shrimp, Zhou Wen's fear subsided considerably. Although the shrimp was large, it was not aggressive and could only bounce around in place.

The fear subsided, followed by anger. He was just hugging the seaweed when the shrimp slashed his arm, leaving a long gash. He had no medical supplies, and the chances of infection were extremely high; he might die from the infection.

"I'll go to you!"

Zhou Wen became increasingly angry, picked up a supply box from the side, and threw it at the shrimp.

However, the killing effect was not significant because the ground was soft, and the shrimp's hard shell absorbed the damage caused by the supply crate.

After hitting it several times without any effect, Zhou Wen was furious. He kicked the shrimp away to prevent it from sticking its thorns into him while jumping around.

Zhou Wen stopped wasting time with Da Xia, tore a strip of cloth from his underwear, and began to bandage the wound to stop the bleeding.

After treating his wound, Zhou Wen continued to hug the seaweed, but he would kick it with his foot before hugging it. He wore shoes so that if there were any shrimp hiding in the seaweed, he could spot them in advance and avoid getting hurt again.

A dozen minutes later, all the remaining seaweed was moved, and no second large shrimp were encountered during that time.

With the most important task completed, all that remains is to wait for the transformed Leviathan to digest and absorb it.

Before transforming into Leviathan, Zhou Wen needed to deal with the shrimp that had injured him.

Zhou Wen had considered kicking the prawns directly into the digestive tank, but he was reluctant to part with their shells and sharp, knife-like spikes.

The shrimp is about the size of an adult's forearm. Once the shell is completely peeled off, it can cover the forearm, which can provide some defense if you encounter an aggressive creature.

The sharp spines on the shrimp's head can be used as knives, which are great for cutting things.

After thinking for a moment about how to deal with the shrimp, Zhou Wen immediately took action. He first opened the lid of an empty supply box, then placed the box over the shrimp's body to restrict its movements.

Tear a strip of cloth from your clothes and tie it to the shrimp's body. This completes the preparation for killing the shrimp.

The shrimp continued to thrash about, completely unaware that death was imminent. Zhou Wen grabbed the other end of the cloth strip and began to rotate. Under the influence of centrifugal force, the shrimp tied to the end of the cloth strip also rotated.

When the rotational force was strong enough, Zhou Wen hurled the shrimp's body into the algae aeration tank.

"Bang!" The shell collided with the stone, a crisp impact rang out, followed by the sound of the shell shattering.

Zhou Wen was overjoyed and immediately stopped what he was doing to check if the shrimp was dead.

The resilient shrimp did not die, but its shell developed numerous cracks, and with the intense impact, it was not far from death.

Zhou Wen persisted, shaking the shrimp again and making it crash into the algae aeration tank twice more. This time, the shrimp finally died.

But then, Zhou Wen was stumped about how to peel the shrimp, as he had no tools to cut the shrimp shells.

"Use their spear to attack their shield," Zhou Wen thought to himself, looking at the sharp spikes on the shrimp's head.

Zhou Wen placed the shrimp's body on the supply box, stepped on the shrimp's body with one foot and the spikes with the other, and then with a sudden burst of force, broke the seven or eight-centimeter-long spikes.

Zhou Wen picked up the spikes and began cutting the prawns. The shell on the back was too hard to cut, so he decided to start with the softer abdomen, near the tail.

Peeling the shrimp was not an easy task. Although there were sharp spikes as cutting tools, they were not real knives. It took Zhou Wen a full half hour to peel off the shell from the shrimp's tail.

"Phew, it's finally done."

Zhou Wen exhaled a breath of stale air and sat down heavily on the ground, holding a messy shrimp tail shell in his hand. Although it wasn't very pretty, it was usable.

Wrapping the shrimp shell around your forearm completely covers it. However, since the shrimp was killed by impact, the shell has many cracks and looks tattered, but it still provides some protection.

All that's left is the shrimp head and tail meat. Zhou Wen looked at the crystal-clear shrimp tail meat and swallowed hard.

"If only we had fire." Zhou Wen didn't have the habit of eating raw meat, let alone the meat of a creature from an unknown world, so he dared not eat it raw.

"But can I start a fire here?" Zhou Wen looked at the space in his stomach wall and shook his head. Even if he had the tools to start a fire, he couldn't, because the oxygen in the space in his stomach wall was simply not enough to support the flame, unless he wanted to die from lack of oxygen.

At this moment, the transformed Leviathan, which had finished digesting, began to move. Zhou Wen put the remaining shrimp heads and shrimp meat into the empty supply box to prevent them from being washed away by the seawater.

Zhou Wen glanced at the hastily bandaged wound on his arm; blood was already seeping through the cloth. He knew that such a simple treatment was definitely not enough.

So he opened the world trade channel on the system interface and began looking for medical items that could be used to stop bleeding.

[I'm out of food. I need 10 pieces of wood in exchange for 1 piece of bread. Please, someone with plenty of food, exchange some with me.]

[10 Stones for 1 Bottle of Mineral Water. My initial three bottles of mineral water were accidentally washed into the digestive tract by seawater, and I haven't drunk any water for a day. If you don't have enough materials for the exchange, you can message me privately.]

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Zhou Wen quickly flipped through the boxes and found that most of them were for exchanging materials for food, indicating that most people's first supply box contained materials.

After searching for a while, Zhou Wen finally found information about exchanging medical supplies.

[1 medical bandage can be exchanged for 3 pieces of bread. Medical supplies are lifesavers, first come, first served.]

"Three pieces of bread? That's outrageous!" Zhou Wen frowned and said, but his arm was already bleeding, and this was the only medical item he had that could stop the bleeding. He had no choice but to replace it.

Zhou Wen only had two loaves of bread, which was not enough for the transaction, so he clicked on the trader's avatar and decided to negotiate a price with him.

[Friend, your medical bandage is too much to trade for three loaves of bread. Can't you use one?]

A short while later, the other party replied.

"That won't do. This is a lifesaver. Check the trade channel; there are other medical supplies there."

"What's wrong, buddy? Are you injured?"

No, it's hard to get injured inside the Leviathan's belly. It's just that I have a strong sense of crisis, so I like to prepare in advance. When I saw medical items in the trading channel, I wanted to stock up on them beforehand.

Zhou Wen did not tell the other party that he was injured, so as not to let them try to raise the price.

【That's right, what you said makes a lot of sense. I won't trade the medical bandages then; I'll keep them for emergencies. Thanks for the reminder.】

Upon seeing this message, Zhou Wen panicked. He needed to treat his arm wound as soon as possible, otherwise, if the wound became infected, the continuous bleeding could kill him.

"No, friend, how about two loaves of bread?"

Hehe, bro, you're actually injured, aren't you?

"Damn, he found out."

But thinking about it, it makes sense. It's only the second day, and most people are exchanging food, while he's the only one exchanging medical supplies, which already says something.

Two loaves of bread and a bottle of mineral water—that's all the food I have left. If you don't give me something else, I can't help you anymore.

Zhou Wen sent this message with great resolve, and it truly was all the food he had left. All that was left were two bottles of mineral water. If he didn't get any food from the three supply crates today, he would have to survive on water alone.