Reincarnated as a bamboo rat, it begins its extreme survival struggle.

He first wrapped a large clump of withered leaves in the rotten snakeskin from his inventory, rolled it into a ball, and blew a wisp of fire into it. The flame continued to burn inside the snakeskin.

Taking advantage of this lull, Bell used the crafting function in his inventory to concoct four compressed dirt blocks.

After putting these items into his inventory, Bell plunged straight down, his tail whipping back and forth, striking his own rump.

This triggered Bear Grylls's 'lighter' physical properties, leaving a rapidly spreading trail of fire in the path he ran behind.

"Hey, run along this line of fire, don't look back!"

Rushing to the side of the beast-speaking boy, Bell let out a loud squeak, causing the boy's expression to freeze. Then, he suddenly changed direction, stepping on the fire line and heading upwards.

As the attack changed direction, a long-handled hammer thrown by a bald, thuggish man grazed the boy's shoulder and slammed straight to the ground, kicking up a large amount of dry bamboo leaves.

If the beast-speaking boy hadn't changed his path, he wouldn't have been able to see what was behind him and would have been knocked to the ground on the spot.

Judging from the force with which the hammer spun, getting hit by it should be enough to start thinking about reincarnation.

"It's all part of the plan. If I can dodge one hammer, I can dodge the remaining two."

The flame-shaped hair on his forehead flared and expanded intensely. Bell stood on the flames beneath his feet, frantically analyzing everything happening around him.

After the first hammer missed, Bell stared intently at the man behind him who had raised his arm; he was about to throw the second long-handled hammer.

Before the boy with the animal language could create a safe distance from the bald thugs, Bell had to help him stop the thrown hammers, otherwise he would have no chance of escaping.

But while anticipating the direction of the hammer throw, Bell also had to be wary of the bald thug who was gripping the hammer tightly.

After Bell appeared, this guy turned his attention to Bell and charged forward, ready to attack him.

He didn't know what Bell was, but in his logic, Bell had flames on its head and looked like a magical beast. Combined with the beast-speaking boy's ability to summon wild beasts, Bell was most likely an ally summoned by the beast-speaking boy.

Therefore, it is necessary to take direct action against Bale.

Even if Bell wasn't the helper summoned by the beast-speaking boy, dealing with this magical beast that suddenly appeared in front of him wouldn't have much impact on the pursuit progress.

After all, there were three of them on their side, while the other two guys who threw the long-handled hammers were empty-handed and were rushing forward at an even faster speed.

"Squeak, the pressure is immense."

Spitting, Bell's eyes sharpened, and he leaped up with all his might, his paws raised, making a pose like Michael Jordan.

Two square, compressed clods of earth suddenly appeared in Bell's palm.

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Bell pushed hard, compressing the clod of earth and causing it to rise slightly, while Bell's body used the reaction force to quickly land on the ground.

"Oh!"

A crisp sound rang out as the spinning hammer struck the compressed soil block, followed by a shower of broken soil fragments flying everywhere.

Without a moment to marvel at the incredible brute strength of these humans, Bell landed and immediately charged forward.

Because the bald, thuggish man who was holding a long-handled hammer had already charged in front of Bell, and if Bell retreated, he couldn't outrun this long-legged human who had already entered the charging momentum.

With the flames illuminating his mind, Bell's head was very clear; retreating instead of advancing was his best option.

"Although I can't match the speed of these humans, my small stature gives me agility, which is my greatest advantage! Besides, they underestimated me."

Rushing to the feet of the bald thug, Bell dodged the stomp and jumped onto the inside of the man's knee, crawling up his pants at lightning speed.

In an instant, Bell climbed to that particular sensitive spot on the man's body. He was ablaze with heat, so intense that the bald thug could feel it even through his pants.

The bald thug looked down and saw that Bell was standing with his head down and feet up, gripping his pants with his forelegs and dangling his hind legs.

This is the best fighter jet Bell has found.

"Holy crap! Dude, no!!!"

In this situation, the bald thug turned green with fright. If time allowed, he would surely cry out for mercy.

Unfortunately, Bell didn't give him a chance to react. He bent over and exerted force with his waist and abdomen, and an evil crooked smile appeared on his round face.

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"Take this! Nine Heavens Thunder Double Kick!"

The attacks that used to be difficult to kick lizards have become much more powerful after Bell grew up.

Although this back kick only had the power of an adult's punch at most, it was enough for Bale in his current state.

After all, the area he attacked was quite special, rich in nerves, and extremely sensitive.

"what!!!!!!"

A particularly sharp, high-pitched scream, trembling with grief and indignation, came from the mouth of the bald, thuggish man, echoing through the bamboo forest, even more moving than the screams of a pig being slaughtered.

His knees buckled, and he collapsed to the ground, his buttocks sticking out, clutching his groin with both hands, tears of grief and indignation streaming down his face.

"Ouch—that looks a bit painful."

Before the bald thug knelt down, Bell quietly slipped away and quickly retreated along the fiery path behind him.

The other two men also paused for a moment after their companion ahead suddenly encountered an accident.

Taking this opportunity, the beast-speaking boy behind had already run up the hillside, creating a safe distance between himself and the three bald thugs, and arrived at the end of the fiery path left by Bell.

In this situation, even if the three bald thugs gave chase at full speed, they would have difficulty catching up with the beast-speaking boy.

Moreover, this escape route, engulfed in flames, was meticulously designed by Bear Grylls.

He not only watched the battle from the hillside, but also took the opportunity to memorize the surrounding terrain.

The terrain seen by bamboo rats is different from that seen by humans. Bell is more sensitive to narrow places. At the end of the escape route of the beast-speaking boy, there was a lot of bamboo growing.

The gaps between these bamboo stalks were quite narrow; a boy like the Beast Language Boy, who was still growing, could barely squeeze through, but the three bald thugs would have a hard time.

"The person's been rescued, now it's my turn to run for my life!"

Looking at the bald, thug he had just dealt a fatal blow to, Bell shuddered at the terrifying killing intent emanating from him.

Knowing he couldn't linger there, he summoned the snakeskin ball from his inventory and tossed it gently, allowing Bell to retreat.

Chapter 21 Edo Wine

The rotten snakeskin ball had become much shriveled compared to when it was first summoned.

The withered leaves wrapped in the snakeskin ball had all turned into white ash after being burned by Bell's flames.

They threw the snakeskin ball at the kneeling thug, but the thug's companion, in order to protect him, reached out and smashed the snakeskin ball, sending white ash flying everywhere.

Using the dust as cover, Bell easily retreated and disappeared into the densest part of the bamboo, leaving the humans with no way to catch him.

"This is the first time I've realized how convenient a small body can be."

It's worth noting that Bear Grylls previously suffered from his frail and petite physique, and was in constant danger of dying in the face of all sorts of monsters and demons.

But now, his small body is able to squeeze into various narrow terrains that are difficult for giant beasts like humans to enter, and use the terrain to block the enemy.

"It can only be said that the strength or weakness of the data does not determine the outcome of an event, and it is not impossible for the weak to win against the strong."

Circling through the bamboo forest, Bell hurried towards the front, knowing where the beast-speaking boy was.

After all, this escape route was planned by Bell. The densely growing bamboo was not only to block the pursuit of the three bald men below, but also to restrict the escape direction of the beast-speaking boy.

To ensure that Bell can control the boy's relative position.

All of this is in the planning stage.

"Hey kid. It's such a waste of your talent that you're not into orienteering."

After running through the bamboo forest for more than ten minutes, Bell finally found the beast-speaking boy resting against the bamboo after turning many corners.

It has to be said that this little guy is really good at running. He ran for more than ten minutes while escaping for his life, covering three miles in such complex terrain.

Despite being exhausted, Bear Grylls, determined to maintain his imposing figure, strode out from between the two bamboo stalks, ready to put on a show.

As the saying goes, "A man who does not show off in public is like one who wears fine clothes at night."

But before Bell could even open his mouth to show off, the little guy in front of him, panting heavily, pointed at Bell's chest and said:

"Strange bamboo rat, you should breathe more freely, or you'll cause an accident."

His words were sincere, and with just one glance, he could tell from the trembling skin on Bell's chest that Bell was completely exhausted.

Similarly, the little guy was exhausted. When he saw Belle coming to him, he slid off the bamboo and sat on the ground, not wanting to move at all.

Feeling a little embarrassed that his physical condition had been exposed, Bell rubbed his big face, put on a serious and mature look, and said sternly to the little guy.

"Don't call me Mr. Strange Bamboo Rat, am I strange?!"

"Well, that is indeed very strange. Normal bamboo rats don't walk on two legs, they don't have flames floating on their heads, and they certainly don't communicate with me in such a logical way."

The little guy in front of him was very honest. Bell could tell from his words that this guy knew a lot about animals, at least more than Bell, who had been reincarnated as a small animal.

After all, this guy has the ability to speak animal language, so he probably interacts with all sorts of animals frequently in order to master his abilities.

"Hey kid, what's your name?"

Look the little guy up and down.

Bell asked curiously.

Having someone with whom he could communicate normally made Bell feel incredibly lucky. He now had a window into understanding the customs and cultures of the world, which was a huge step forward.