Even though Lu Lin knew all this, it didn't help him much.
He still had to make his way through this extremely dangerous jungle, one step at a time.
Over the course of his journey, Lu Lin experienced all kinds of deaths.
He was killed twelve times by an orange big cat, stung to death thirty-six times by all sorts of poisonous insects, roasted nineteen times by a rabbit covered in flames, and... In short, Lu Lin had no idea how many times he had died or how many strange creatures he had encountered before he finally made it out of the little woods.
Looking at the tranquil, undisturbed woods behind him, Lu Lin shook his head and sighed.
Fortunately, there was a long path ahead once he left the woods.
Lu Lin followed the path for a while and spotted several women with anxious expressions, searching for something.
When they saw Lu Lin slowly emerge, they immediately cried out in surprise.
"Lu Lin?!"
"You're actually still alive?"
"Thank the heavens!"
Five or six women were dark all over—not dark-skinned by race, but tanned from laboring under the blazing sun for a long time. Some were chubby, while others were powerfully built. Forgive Lu Lin for describing women this way, but the woman he saw stood two meters tall, with muscles covering her entire body. If she'd also had a big beard, she would have been the spitting image of an ancient general.
There were also a few women with more ordinary builds.
The chubby woman rushed over and hugged Lu Lin.
"My son—"
She wept uncontrollably.
Lu Lin felt as if every bone in his body was about to be crushed. Then his vision went black.
"Holy crap?!"
"Did someone really squeeze me to death?"
Lu Lin stared at