Chapter 854 Catacomb Survival 5

   Not just the neck.

   Palms, arms, ankles.

   All the places that have been in direct contact with plants are uncomfortable because Fu Anan wants to cut off the skin of this place.

  The attack of plants started again.

  Fu Anan scratched the itch while avoiding the attack of the plants.

  The surrounding vines kept approaching, compressing Fu Anan's narrow space for movement, and she was almost completely surrounded.

  The blood that was scratched from the neck soaked the clothes along the skin, and the smell of blood seemed to make the vines more excited, and a large number of vines stood up like snakes and rushed towards her.

   It was too late to say that, Fu Anan grabbed the vine branch and put this section into the space.

  Put it in!

   This is the stupidest and most efficient way.

  The vines entrenched in the crypt are being consumed bit by bit. In addition to a lot of dead vines in the space, the ability steward's reminders kept ringing.

  【The host please pay attention! Your stats are in the yellow range.

  Please pay attention to the host! Your ability value is outside the yellow range and has reached the orange range.

  Please pay attention to the host! Your ability value is about to reach the red range...]

  Fu An'an turned a deaf ear, and put away these harmful vines as quickly as possible.

  As the last section of the vine was taken away, a strong sense of loss of strength hit, and Fu Anan sat down.

  There is no food in this crypt.

   During the process of sizing up, Fu Anan kept scratching the place where he was touched just now.

   No more scratching!

  Looking at the blood stains on her fingers and the skin tissue inside her nails, she quickly held down her hand, digging any further would be dangerous.

  The itching was unbearable.

  With no medicine and lack of water, she could only choose to endure it.

  In order to divert her attention, she took out the plant that she had just put into the space to study. The uncomfortable feeling at the moment was all thanks to it.

  In an instant, a green juice came out with a fragrance.

  The faint fragrance is indescribably comfortable, and it smells sweet. Can I drink it?

   Fu Anan carefully dipped a little bit with her finger and tasted it with her tongue.

  It's really sweet.

  She saw a lot of water flowed out, took a little from the empty mineral water bottle she drank before, and took a sip carefully.

   It's not particularly sweet.

  With a faint fragrance, the taste is not bad.

   Not knowing whether it is poisonous or not, Fu Anan didn't dare to drink too much, and poured the remaining liquid on the unscratched skin, hoping that the low temperature could relieve the unbearable itching.

  By chance, Fu Anan found that her skin was no longer itchy when she took it out.

   It's like a special medicine, it works immediately.

  Then she quickly took out the remaining vines, broke off one of them casually, and applied the vine juice to her wound.

   All wounds are no longer itchy.

   Seeing this, Fu Anan took out all the mineral water bottles that had been emptied these days, and collected the vine juice in them. Six mineral water bottles filled five and a half. The vines without water lose their elasticity and are very soft and resilient.

  She didn't throw away these vines, but took advantage of the rest time to remove the white fluff on them, and began to do some simple weaving.

   Soon, a vine mat half a meter wide and two meters long appeared.

   The vines without fluff feel smooth to the touch, and the arms are as thick as a mattress, which is much more comfortable than sleeping on the ground.

   Fu Anan

  (end of this chapter)