[Comprehensive Fairy Tale] The Lord God ruined my childhood!

The fever-reducing medicine took effect, and when Arthur tested the temperature of Sarks again the next day, he found that the fever had subsided.

In order to save supplies, he just ate a piece of compressed biscuit, which was tasteless and not pleasant enough to eat.Arthur filled his stomach for a while, and then began to think about food. He dug out a very elastic thread from his backpack, and picked up the pine branch that he folded from the outside yesterday.The pine branches are not slender, it really took him a lot of effort, and now it is in use.

Regardless of the appearance, Arthur made a bow and arrow with excellent performance. He rested his fingers on the black string. He tried the strength of the bowstring and expressed his satisfaction. With a little force, he pulled the bow completely apart. .This was absolutely impossible in the past. Now that his physical fitness is extremely superior, Arthur has the illusion that he can live every day, and of course that is after he is full.

The top priority now is to eat, but this snow-capped mountain is not of the particularly barren type. There is a coniferous forest in the area where they are, and plants mean animals. Arthur does not want to find that Sarks has been killed when he comes back. What ferocious predator dragged away...

So wake him up?When Arthur treated Guesarks' injuries yesterday, he found a gun on his body. As long as he was sober, Arthur could feel a little relieved when he left.

"Sal, wake up." Arthur's tone at the beginning was quite gentle, but after he yelled for half an hour, he was completely powerless.

I don't know if Sarkes subconsciously knew that he would face a bloody storm when he woke up, but he just didn't wake up!

Arthur was helpless, he began to think of another way, looking out from here, the hazy morning light diffused on the snow, shimmering on the coniferous forest, a deer in the morning was licking the lichen and moss under the ice and snow , the distance was a little far away, Arthur squinted his eyes slightly, the bow and arrow he just made opened, and the top of the removed bracket was very sharp, just enough to be used as an arrow.

Because of the long distance, Arthur had to use all his strength. Arthur moved to the entrance of the cave, and slowly opened his bow, forming an unusually perfect arc in the morning light. The pine branches cracked unbearably. Arthur saw the opportunity An arrow was released, hitting Yelu's slender neck.The bracket that was removed and polished at the top was extremely sharp, and the wild deer ran a few steps after being injured, and fell down in the snow.

As long as this distance is a little faster, it can be crossed in no time.Arthur hid his bleeding fingers in his sleeves, flew up after stepping out of the ice hole, pounced on the dead deer, and quickly peeled the skin and flesh with his hands and feet. The deerskin is indeed a pity, but there is no tanning here Fur tool, had to give up first.

Not too greedy, Arthur took enough meat for two people to feed for a few days, and threw the wild deer's carcass under the ice cliff, which was considered to eliminate the possibility of attracting predators.Returning to the ice cave without stopping, the whole process only took a few minutes, and he found that Sarks had opened his eyes.

Arthur opened his mouth to ask him how he was doing, but suddenly remembered the anger he felt before. He pursed his lips, turned his head and sealed the venison into the airtight bag he brought, and buried it under the thick snow, which can be preserved for a long time.Then he ignored Sarks, cooked a pot of porridge with the compressed food he brought, and added the only canned food.The aroma of food dispelled the chill around him, and Arthur's expression was still cold amidst the warm aroma.

He was really angry, he couldn't let go of Sarkes' negligence of his own life no matter what.

Sark's eyes fell on the left wrist of the swan, where there was a very beautiful wrist flower, with a golden blue tone, which set off the white hair of the swan, making it more noble and dazzling.And those purple eyes, after awakening as a swan, faded from the dimness of the past, so beautiful that people dare not look directly at them, he could recognize almost immediately that this swan was Arthur.

The newborn swan is more beautiful and dazzling than any swan in the past. Even if it is angry, it has a special mood, which makes people itch for no reason.

Seeing Arthur's expression, Sarks knew that the situation was not good. Relying on the fact that he was still in the weak stage of illness, he lowered his head without strength, "Arthur..."

Calling him is useless!Arthur kept his face expressionless while serving the porridge, put the lunch box in front of Sarks, went to the hole by himself, and bandaged the wound on his finger a little.With sharp eyes, Sarks saw the dazzling red on Arthur's fingers, and immediately stood up.

"Arthur!"

"Lie there for me!" Arthur's words made Sarks dare not move rashly. Judging from Arthur's tone, he was really angry this time. I'm afraid he won't be able to coax him back for a while. It's better to be a low-key person and low-key to recuperate from illness. Only when the health recovers can there be capital for stalking.

Seeing Sarks shut up obediently, Arthur felt better. After treating the wound on his finger, he dug out the leftover medicine from yesterday's backpack, boiled some hot water and handed it to Sarks along with the medicine.

Sarks who thought he was being treated: ...

There is food, fire, and warm items. They don't need to worry about anything else in a short time. They just need to wait for the rescue team to get them out.To be honest, at this point, the rescue team is no longer necessary. As long as Sarks recovers well, the two swans can fly out of the snow mountain.

"Wings, let me have a look." Arthur stared at Sarks blankly, his white hair was hanging down in his arms, and he looked easy to touch. The angry Arthur still kept his eyes on his nose, his nose and his heart, and silently spread his wings for Arthur to inspect.

The fracture sound that Angela heard was not an illusion. Sarks's wings did have a slight fracture. Arthur put a self-made splint on him, and fixed it so that it would not move easily.He didn't have any topical medicine with him, and further treatment was impossible, so he had to do this first, and see if he could heal on his own.

Of course, they would be very close when bandaging. Arthur felt his long hair being stroked. He glanced at Sarks. Sarks had a serious face, as if he hadn't stretched out his hand just now.

See how long he can pretend... Arthur tightened the splint, then stood up, brushing his hair behind him to hide, still expressionless.

"Take out the gun, I'll go out and collect some supplies."

Sarks followed each instruction and action obediently, watching Arthur walk out of the ice cave, and then his whole body went limp.

He had to find a way to coax Arthur back sooner, the swan's posture was really uncontrollable...

Even though he knew that Sarkes had a gun in his hand, Arthur didn't fly too far. He just went around the coniferous forest, collected a large bag of fallen pine needles, and went back to the fire to dry it, which can be used to keep warm.He also collected a lot of plants under the snow. Although the taste is not good, the elements in them are necessary for the body.

It can be regarded as a rewarding return, Arthur's mood index is even higher, and he even feels that he should be gentle with Sarks for the time being. He has no real possibility of being angry with the other party, but just blames Sarks for not caring about his own life.

When he returned to the ice cave, he unexpectedly found that Sarkes could stand up. There was venison on the fire, and the tempting aroma was still emitted even with limited seasoning. Grease dripped into the fire from time to time, sending out " Crackling" sound.

"Your body... all right?" Arthur glanced at Sarkes' face, and found that it was indeed quite rosy, and he was a little surprised by his resilience.

Sarks smiled, "What do you think of a swan? It's not just good-looking. My physical fitness and recovery ability are much better than ordinary people. My wing bone is not a comminuted fracture, just a few cracks. You can grow up on your own."

Arthur also really felt that his quality in all aspects had improved too much, and the body bonus of the swan was quite a lot. In this case, he seemed to have lost another reason to be gentle with Sarks.

Sarks: Hey QVQ

"Okay, don't talk to me if you don't talk to me, eat something first... Arthur's awakening must be hasty, right? I'm afraid I haven't replenished my energy well, so eat more now." Sarks felt a little regretful Well, if he hadn't been suddenly involved in these things, Arthur should have awakened under his care in peace, well, awakening would consume a lot of energy, so he had to feed Arthur well.

There is no hypocrisy, Arthur is serious about eating meat, Sarks takes care of the fresh mushrooms brought back by Arthur, the room is filled with the aroma of roasted pine needles, in such a peaceful and comfortable atmosphere, In addition to being full, Arthur felt a little sleepy.

"Go to sleep for a while, I will definitely call you this time." Sarks' promise seemed particularly insincere, Arthur looked at him silently, and suddenly sighed.

"Let me explain," he stretched out his hand helplessly and reproachfully, and caressed Sark's cheek. , or an unreasonable avalanche, please explain it to me.”

Sarks knew that he would ask these questions, so he naturally extended his hand to Arthur. Arthur leaned over with a sigh, and was hugged tightly. His wings closed on both sides of Sarks, covering him gently. On his splinted wings.

"Robert is very experienced, and it is unlikely that there will be problems under his arrangement, but during the process of going up the mountain, I found that the guide was not quite right, and he had been deliberately guiding us to a place." His speech was not fast, Ah Ser heard a little drowsy and forced himself to wake up.

"Later, before the avalanche happened, I heard the sound of an explosion. Someone installed a detonating device on the mountain. Looking at the layout of this layer of advancement, and the ability to buy even the guide... I am afraid that the whole thing is still aimed at me. Others just got caught in the water."

"...want to kill the swan?" Arthur asked.

Because of his keenness, Sarks lowered his head and rubbed against him, "Well, although the status of the swan is high, there are forces that oppose the swan. I am among the swans, and I have a special status. If I can successfully snipe me , which is enough for them anyway.”

"What I care about now is the traitors in the industry. I know the whole process of filming and I am familiar with my character. I can already guess who is involved in this matter. It's a bit embarrassing to say, but I didn't do it before. Treated so cleanly that it left a tail."

"As for sacrificing myself to save others, I just want to fish Angela out. I can handle the first avalanche completely. Who knows, there will be a second avalanche, so I don't know the truth for a while."

Sarkes was talking, his voice gradually lowered, Arthur had fallen asleep in his arms, his long eyelashes drooped, and his white hair was spread across his body.Sarks's eyes were soft, and he leaned over and kissed his forehead, and gold appeared again in his half-opened blue eyes.

"It doesn't matter how many times you shoot me, but now... Arthur is by my side."

"I still invite you all to die!"