Chapter 628 Qiao Bao'er Food Poisoning

home is to find her.This intense longing and yearning feeling is strange, and the more I want it, the more uneasy I feel.Strolling around this little apartment, saturated with her scent, he found hims...Qiao Bao'er took advantage of Samba's deep sleep, snatched the Swiss army knife, snapped her waist-tied hemp rope, and ran away.

This is the 3rd day she successfully escaped.

Still like a startled bird, he watched everything around him.

Qiao Bao'er was fortunate, but also felt that it was a bit too smooth.

Three days have passed, and Samba hasn't caught up yet.

Based on previous experience, I can always catch her within half a day.

“Samba should head back to the slopes himself.”

"I'm walking on a small path, darting back and forth, it's normal he can't find me either."

Qiao Bao'er gazed at the expansive vista before her, a cerulean sky stretching above. The landscape unfolded into a vast plain, its black soil carpeted with small grasses and stunted trees. Scattered across the expanse were large boulders, punctuated by the occasional towering tree.

"...Although I'm worth three gold pieces, he doesn't have to go to such lengths to catch me."

She climbed onto a large rock and gazed towards the southeast, where the barbarian market was located.

The place Qiao Baoer is about to go.

Taking a deep breath to relax her tense nerves, she needed a rest.

"I only slept for two hours."

muttering to himself, the first three days of running away, because he was too afraid of being caught by Samba, so he gritted his teeth and didn't dare to sleep.

Qiao Bao'er's phone still had about 20% battery left. Worried about oversleeping, she opened her phone and set an alarm.

On such an island, once the phone battery runs out, there's definitely no way to charge it, so she always cherishes it and is reluctant to turn it on.

It had been so long since I last touched the phone screen. I quickly glanced through it—messages, phone numbers, and those familiar social media apps.

The once-modern world felt so distant to her.

Social media and phone information, as well as incoming calls, are still stalled with no new updates. There's no signal here at all.

Under a clear blue sky, the sun shines brightly.

Qiao Bao'er picked a large stone, found a sun-facing direction, leaned against the warm stone, and fell asleep with her eyes closed.

She huddled in her bed, sleeping restlessly.

And at that moment, Samba was watching from a distance.

Samba was always interested in Qiao Bao'er's phone. He didn't know what it was, but it belonged to her, so he wouldn't try to take it or touch it.

Samba thought the cub he found was very special. Sometimes she was very clever, teaching him how to dig pits to hunt. But most of the time, he thought she was ugly and skinny, and rather clumsy.

Qiao Bao'er hadn't slept for three days and three nights. She managed to doze for two hours, but her phone alarm kept buzzing, unable to wake her until a sudden noise jolted her awake.

Qiao Bao'er opened her eyes in panic, looking around nervously. Her heart was pounding like a drum, as if expecting something to attack her. But to her surprise, she found a large bird that had seemingly fallen from the sky right beside her.

This large bird, of all things, died at her feet.

This bird is very large, with wings spanning over two meters when outstretched. Like a bald eagle, it has black feathers and weighs about ten kilograms.

Qiao Bao'er stood up warily and kicked it with her foot. It was really still.

She looked around in confusion, finding it all simply unbelievable.

"This bird flew until it got heat stroke"

This large bird, with no visible injuries, was a gift from the sky for Qiao Bao'er.

"Thank goodness."

Jo Baoer made a very serious face and, with great piety, clasped her hands together and bowed towards the sky.

For the past three days, she had been subsisting on leaves along the way, and now her stomach ached with a bitter taste of grass.

Qiao Bao'er was incredibly hungry.

I gathered some firewood and started a fire with flint. I tossed the large bird directly into the flames, and its feathers crackled as they burned.

This primitive barbecue method, Qiao Baoer had previously scoffed at, but now she didn't dare to be picky. She hadn't even boiled water to gut her insides yet.

Qiao Baoer learned to do the samba, biting off the feathers and burnt parts of the prey outside and eating the meat inside.

She clutched the charred barbecue in her hands, devouring it with ravenous hunger. Her mouth, teeth, and cheeks were all smeared with soot.

After finally having her fill, Qiao Bao'er divided the remaining food into several pieces.

She had wrapped some broad leaves around her waist and bound them with vines, learning from the samba dancers how to tie things in bundles around her hips, like little bells hanging one after another.

Joe Treasure couldn't help but laugh at herself. Her lifestyle was now exactly the same as Samba's.

She gazed towards the southeast and continued her journey.

Samba followed closely behind.

But behind Samba was another, a black cat with glossy, dark fur and golden eyes that blinked steadily at them.

The earl's cat swished its tail, its eyes seeming to hold a flicker of intelligence as it gazed at him with a hint of confusion.

Seeing this, the savage threw the prey at Qiao Bao'er's feet. Qiao Bao'er picked it up and foolishly thanked heaven and earth. The earl squatted in the grass, watching the two people walking ahead, very puzzled.

In the evening, Qiao Baier usually finds a big tree, climbs up it, holds a torch in her hands, and just leans against the tree all night.

On the flat plain, she feared encountering any beasts, even just passing wild men, for she might be attacked.

She took a piece of roasted pigeon from her waist, nibbled it lightly, and then Qiao Bao'er began to kill time, waiting for dawn.

At night, it was the hardest for her. The stillness would make her feel even more melancholy. Thinking about how alone and miserable she was on this island, fighting a losing battle, her eyes would sting, but she dared not let a tear fall.

"...If we hold on for a few more days, we'll reach the market. We can definitely make it. Maybe she's looking for me right now."

Such a belief, to bolster oneself.

She had been traveling smoothly these days, encountering nothing frightening, and should have reached the market soon. However, Qiao Baier was not so lucky tonight.

By the late hours of the night, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her abdomen. She clutched her stomach, and beads of cold sweat started to appear on her forehead.

She might have food poisoning, but she has eaten a lot of weeds these days and also this ‘self-caught’ bird. I don't know what kind of food poisoning it is.

Qiao Bao'er took a deep breath. She felt that she could just bear with the pain for a while.

But the situation was getting worse and worse. She began to feel dizzy, her vision blurred, and she felt weak...

At this moment, she was sitting high up in the tree, her body swaying precariously. Only then did Qiao Bao'er realize how afraid she truly was.

She tried hard to stay conscious, pinching her own thigh hard, hoping the pain would jolt her awake. However, the next second, something even more terrifying happened. She felt her legs begin to go numb; the pinching caused no sensation at all.

Gradually, her hands, body, began to go numb as well.

She looked terrified, yet helpless, and fell straight from the tree.

She landed on her backside first, her whole body crashing to the ground with a thud. Like a broken doll, she lay there, her limbs stiff and contorted in an unnatural pose. She couldn't feel anything, completely paralyzed. Her body wouldn't respond, she couldn't move or stretch.

Let me know if you have other text you'd like me to translate!princess food, and he said the castle was all his, and everyone had to listen to him," Qiao Baoer said here, her expression becoming a little angry.The twins' clear big eyes stared at her intently, as...