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The sun shines through the layers of branches and leaves, casting mottled spots of light on the ground. Albert, or should we call him "Tree Man" Albert now, continues to go deeper into the forest. His heavy footsteps stepped on the fallen leaves, making a crisp "crackling" sound, startling a few wild birds foraging for food. The birds flapped their wings and flew high into the sky, making a few frightened calls, which sounded like a delicious invitation to Albert.

He followed Mark's scent and walked, and the hunger came like a tide, driving him to keep looking for food. The surrounding trees were no longer scenery in his eyes, but potential sources of food. His red eyes scanned everything around him, looking for something to fill his stomach.

Suddenly, his foot stepped on a bush with blue fruits. The blue fruit was as crystal clear as a gem, emitting an attractive light in the sun. The fruit was crushed, and the juice splashed on Albert's roots, emitting a strange fragrance.

Albert stopped and lowered his head to smell the blue juice splashed on the roots of the tree. A strange aroma penetrated his nostrils, making his originally chaotic consciousness a little clear. He stretched out his branch-like fingers and clumsily touched the remaining blue fruits, and his fingertips were stained with sticky juice.

He brought his fingertips to his mouth and licked it gently. The blue fruit melted in his mouth, moistening his throat like a spring, exuding a stronger and more strange fragrance. This taste was so new to him that his red eyes flickered for a moment, like two burning coals.

Albert seemed to be very satisfied with this taste. He stretched out his branch-like fingers, picked all the remaining blue fruits, and stuffed them into his mouth. The fruit burst in his mouth, and the juice flowed, making him feel satisfied.

He licked his lips with lingering satisfaction, savoring the sweetness of the blue fruit. Suddenly, as if he thought of something, he pulled up the bush. The roots of the shrubs were still covered with soil, and he stuffed them into his mouth without hesitation and swallowed them, making a "crunching" chewing sound.

After eating, Albert let out a satisfied roar, which was low and hoarse, like the roar of a wild beast. He felt that his body was full of strength and his hunger was relieved a lot.

He continued to walk deeper into the forest, and his huge body rushed through the woods. A dead tree blocked his way, and he hit it without hesitation. The dead tree made a crisp "crackling" sound, broke into two pieces, fell to the ground, made a huge noise, and stirred up a cloud of dust.

The sound startled a group of birds perched on the tree. The birds flapped their wings in fear, flew high into the sky, hovered over Albert's head, and made chirping sounds.

Albert looked up at the flying birds, and a trace of greed flashed in his red eyes. These were no longer ordinary birds in his eyes, but delicious food.

Deep in the woods, the light was dimmer and the trees were denser. Albert's huge figure shuttled through the woods, smelling Mark's scent, like a moving giant tree monster, bringing waves of unsettling oppression.

Albert's thick tree root legs stepped on the soft fallen leaves, making a "rustling" sound. His huge body blocked out the sky and cast a large shadow in the dim forest.

Mark's scent, like an invisible line, pulled his huge body deeper into the dark forest.

A fat hare rushed out of the bushes and fled in panic. Albert's red eyes lit up, and his thick branch-like arms swung out violently, bringing a gust of wind. The hare reacted quickly and narrowly avoided the fatal blow. Albert let out a low roar, turned clumsily, and continued to chase the fleeing hare. His huge body rushed through the dense woods, and the branches scraped against the trunks, making a "swish" sound. The hare panicked and hit the root of a big tree, dizzy. Albert seized the opportunity and grabbed the hare, his sharp nails piercing the hare's soft body. He opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth and swallowed the still struggling hare in one gulp, his Adam's apple rolled up and down, making a satisfied gurgling sound.

"Not enough..." Albert roared in a low voice, his voice was hoarse like two stones rubbing against each other. He licked his lips, and the red eyes still flashed with hunger. He looked up at the sky, a group of flying birds were hovering in the sky, making crisp chirps.

Albert jumped up suddenly, and his huge body rushed towards the flock of birds hovering in the air like a cannonball. He stretched out his branch-like arms and grabbed two flying birds that had no time to dodge. The birds struggled desperately in his hands, and their sharp beaks pecked at his branch-like fingers, but he didn't care at all. Albert opened his big mouth full of sharp teeth and swallowed the two flying birds in one gulp.

With a crisp "crack", the bird's bones broke in his mouth. Albert licked his lips with satisfaction and continued to chase the panicked flock of birds. His huge body drew an arc in the air, knocking down several trees that blocked the way, and the "crackling" sound of breaking echoed in the forest.

The flock of birds fled in all directions, and Albert captured three more flying birds in succession and swallowed them one by one. After a full meal, the light in his red eyes weakened slightly, but still flashed a fierce light.

At this moment, Mark's smell became clearer, and Albert gave up chasing the remaining flock of birds and quickened his pace in the direction of the smell. His huge body rushed through the woods, knocking down bushes and short trees along the way, making a "clattering" sound, and rushed towards Mark.

The huge movement caused by Albert's running startled other creatures in the woods. Some small animals, such as squirrels, rabbits, and voles, fled, making rustling sounds that were particularly clear in the silent forest. Some larger beasts, such as wild boars and wolves, watched Albert's direction with vigilance, making low roars, as if warning the intruder. The atmosphere in the woods became tense, like the calm before the storm. The sun shone through the gaps in the leaves, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground, which kept changing with Albert's movement, like jumping notes.

Finally, Albert stopped under a huge old tree. The old tree was towering into the sky, with lush branches and leaves, and the trunk was so thick that it took several people to hug it. The roots of the tree were intertwined, like giant dragons, deeply rooted in the soil.

There were two people standing on the top of the tree, two identical Marks. There was still a trace of blood at the corner of Mark's mouth on the left, and Mark's skin on the right was blue, and the pupils of his eyes were pitch black. Albert climbed up the tree and stood behind Mark on the right. Mark saw Albert coming and sneered, "Mark, you can expel me from your body, do you still have the ability to destroy me now?"

Mark on the left smiled bitterly. After being wrapped in the thick liquid after the monster died, his consciousness was blocked by a rune. When he broke the rune, another self appeared in front of him. This scene reminded him of the captain's clone. It seems that this should be Toby's method of copying the captain.