Chapter 2289: One Night Stand Shen

Ye Bai suddenly bit Shen You’s mouth, with great force, breaking his previously scabbed lip again, leaving bright red blood.

Her teeth and lips were both stained with his blood.

Shen You glanced at Ye Bai, “Let’s go.”

Ye Bai, “Okay.”

She followed Shen You.

Shen You was scouting ahead, Ye Bai just followed along.

Shen You spoke in a low voice, “If you find yourself sinking into a swamp, do not panic, lay down the probing stick, drop your backpack, lie flat, and try to increase your body’s contact area with the swamp to control the sinking speed.”

Ye Bai listened.

This was the first time she seriously listened to a man other than her father.

She listened intently, suddenly and inexplicably growing fond of Shen You’s voice.

Shen You kept talking, his throat dry, a bit hoarse, “After controlling the sinking, you can use your body to roll to free yourself from the swamp. You can also extend the distance by leaning your body forward.”

He took a step forward and stopped, continuously probing the surrounding area with his stick.

Ye Bai stood behind watching, that spot was noticeably deeper, engulfing most of his lower leg.

If it were her, it would almost reach her knee.

According to the information they found on maps and some official websites, this area was already the least dangerous.

The interior of this marshland was completely impassable, certain death.

Shen You’s face tightened, looking more serious than before, yet Ye Bai couldn’t see it.

However, seeing him not moving forward, she knew how difficult it was to find a way through.

Shen You stood there, observing the terrain, speaking as he watched, “If you realize you’re sinking fast, you should lean your body backward, gently falling down. When falling, spread your arms to distribute your weight, which can keep your body afloat. Grasp or inch closer to dry ground or other attachments, like pulling on nearby roots or shrubs to move yourself cautiously. Every movement should allow the mud to flow beneath your limbs.”

Ye Bai, “Mm.”

Shen You, “Remember?”

Ye Bai, “I remember.”

Shen You, “Repeat what I just said.”

Ye Bai watched his back and repeated what he had just said.

Shen You glanced back at Ye Bai.

She was truly innocent, yet clever, just that Ye Ming hadn’t taught her well.

In this environment, in this state of mind, she even managed to remember it firmly, which made him feel more at ease, and he continued, “Do not rush, rapid movement only creates gaps between the mud or sand, dragging your body deeper. Usually, it takes about an hour to move a few meters. If you feel tired, you can spread your limbs and lie still, this posture will keep your body from sinking.”

Ye Bai listened and repeated it again.

It was a special way to tell him, to reassure him.

Shen You, “There are also some points to note, do not remove your backpack or cloak, as they might increase buoyancy. If you have a stick, you can insert it into the mud under your body. If someone is with you, lie still and wait for your companion to throw a rope or extend a stick for you to grasp and escape. Rapid erratic movements not only help little but will quickly exhaust you. If you are alone, after lying on your back, gently paddle your limbs, using a backstroke motion to slowly move towards solid ground.”

He tried to convey all his experiences, and the wilderness survival knowledge he knew to Ye Bai.

Ye Bai listened intently, thinking, with her pale face tightly drawn, showing rare seriousness and solemnity.