Chapter Thirteen: A Thousand Miles Away
(PS: I will update one day today. I originally wanted to update two times, but I am sleepy and I am not energetic, so this chapter has more words.)
When Hao Qi and Yun Qingqing had just started searching for ancient ruins and had not had time to start digging, a very far away place from this ancient ruins, in the boundless darkness, dozens of small dark shadows were running on the ground of a fluorescent stone vein. The bodies that appeared and disappeared from time to time seemed to be creatures walking with two feet, with a height of about 1.7 meters or less and a body below two meters, and human form could be seen while beating, but it was just not clear in the darkness.
There were about a dozen of this group of creatures, and they ran in the darkness, as if they could see the dark environment around them with their naked eyes. And they easily walked around any dangerous place, and seemed very familiar with it.
At this time, the creature running in the front suddenly raised an arm, and all the creatures behind it immediately stopped, silently and in order. They all squatted down slightly and looked forward. At this time, the creature in the lead turned its head and revealed a human face. However, the ears of this human face were slightly pointed and long, and the skin was dark, with handsome and charming faces, and there were tattoos on its face.
"We have tracked it, and the location is within two kilometers in front. Remember, we only have twenty breaths to hunt safely. Once we have exceeded it, we must retreat immediately, and then silent for three days before tracking... Think about your family, think about the tribe, the ice season is coming soon, and the tribe food is only two-thirds of that of previous years. This is the sixth failure. How many more failures can we fail?"
The creature in charge also spoke with his mouth, but what he said did not make a sound, or made a sound, but the sound had exceeded the audible range of most creatures. It was a hissing sound like the sound of wind, very subtle, mixed with the slight breeze around it. Only these creatures following it could hear and understand it. Others would not think that there was a sound here.
After the creature spoke in the head, the other creatures were silent. Although they did not answer or speak, the atmosphere was condensed and everyone knew each other's determination...
That's right, because of an accident half a year ago, one of the tribe's great warriors died, causing the tribe's food reserves to drop a lot this year than in previous years. The ice season is coming, and the tribe's food reserves are only two-thirds of the same period in previous years. This also indicates that one-third of the tribe's people will not survive the ice season this year. It is very likely that there will be their relatives, friends, even parents and children, and even them... Although they have seen many such things, it does not mean that they have to accept them safely. It is still too late, and this time, as long as they can successfully hunt, then...
The leading creature was very satisfied with this atmosphere. He turned to look ahead. As one of the great warriors of the tribe, although he was a new warrior, his strength was also among the top among the great warriors of the tribe. Not only that, as a famous genius of the tribe, he promoted to the great warriors at a young age, so he had a more fighting spirit and spirit than other tribe warriors, or other tribes. From this hunting, it can be seen that when the hunting teams led by other warriors were looking for ordinary creatures, ordinary plants, and at most fierce creatures,
The target he selected was an injured crazy creature, and he chose the best way to fight. Although he failed six times and did not kill it, the six attacks caused the crazy creature to be injured and bleeding every time, and he was exhausted. None of his team members died. So far, this crazy creature was weak and exhausted. The reason he said just now was that it was actually to increase morale. According to his own estimate, there was a high possibility of killing this crazy creature this time. If you can't kill this time, you will definitely be able to kill the next time!
Think about it, each of them can take at least 1,500 kilograms of meat from a crazy creature and sprinkle the potion configured by the great wizard in the clan. These meat will not emit the flesh and blood aura that attracts other levels of creatures. At the same time, they can also extract their muscles and bones. The best tendons can be used to make bows for great warriors, and the best bones can be used to grind cutting weapons or protective shield armor used by great warriors, so that the tribe members can hunt more prey next year...
The leading creature was a little fascinated. Judging from his appearance, if it were humans' eyes, he would have been like a young man in his twenties. At this moment, he was only slightly immersed for a moment and immediately woke up. He stared at the front closely, then waved his hand gently. The next moment, he had already pounced on him...
"Arthur, what are you thinking."
In the secret cave, a group of humans, or humanoid creatures with dark skin, sharp ears, and beautiful appearance, with an indescribable sense of weirdness. At the same time, there are more or less tattooed marks on their skin. They are excitedly eating pieces of barbecue pieces the size of adult arms. There are about ten people, men or women, who are so edible.
The one who was closest to the bonfire and the fattest piece of meat in his hand was a young man with a firm face. He seemed a little dazed with the bonfire. A young woman who was closest to him and who was closest to the bonfire suddenly asked.
The young man came to his senses and looked at the depths of the cave with a little satisfaction. There were storage points dug out by a group of people. It was full of large pieces of meat, with almost no bones. All of them selected the fattest muscles and fat layers with the most fat. The meat here alone is enough to fill one-third of the reserves in the tribe. It turns out that only the crazy creatures have the most meat. It’s a pity for those meat that were left behind. If there were enough people and if they could take them all into the tribe, there would probably be no one who starved to death this year’s Ice Season...
"I was thinking that this year's ice season could probably be over." The young man named Arthur said. As he spoke, he bit the meat in his hand in big mouthfuls. Almost half of the fat pieces were fat. This was the most fat part that the hunting team members who accompanied him recognized his glory to appreciate his achievements and recognized his glory. He ate very happily.
The young woman also looked at the flesh and nodded with satisfaction and said, "Yes, I can get through it. Thanks to you, I actually thought of such a way to track and kill crazy-level creatures, otherwise I would have to fight for my life... I wonder if this method can be promoted?"
"It cannot be promoted." Arthur shook his head and said, "We must find the crazy-level creatures that have been injured, and they cannot be the crazy-level creatures with high toxicity, agility, or superpowers. The choice is very narrow, and such a method cannot be promoted at all... But I will continue to study these creatures and find their laws and various laws as much as possible. As long as I can find ways to hunt them safely, the survival rate of our tribe will be greatly improved, and we will also have more extra time..."
The young woman was stunned for a moment, and she sighed and said, "You have not forgotten those legends. Arthur, you are a genius, a genius that has never appeared in our tribe. Not only our tribe, but all our tribes with black ear blood, big and small, can become a warrior like you who is less than thirty years old, and is also a person who is proficient in writing, mythology, and wizarding. There is no such person at all. If you can give up those boring legends, maybe you have become the warrior king now."
"No, you were wrong." Arthur shook his head and said, "Maybe I am more suitable for martial arts than ordinary people, and have better memory and more flexible brains than ordinary people, but I am not a so-called genius. I have seen real geniuses. When the Black-Earing Clan gathers every ten years, I have seen those who are real geniuses, such as the person who creates tricks on the spot, the person who can crack any attacks on the enemy, and the person who memorizes them at a glance... They are real geniuses. I am not a genius. I just want to know more and then see those. If I give up the boring legends you mentioned, I am not a big warrior yet."
This time it was not only the young woman, but the tribesmen around him were all smiling bitterly, because Arthur's words were what he had been saying to anyone for many years, even to his parents, to his two brothers and a younger brother, to his two sisters, even to the patriarch and the great wizard, and to the great clan leader and priest chief of the Black Ear Tribe, his words had not changed from beginning to end...
"I want to see the sun!"
Arthur's eyes seemed to be emitting light. He said to the people around him seriously: "In the myths of our Black-Ear Tribe, the poems that inherit history, and the very few words and books that have survived, all of which show that our Black-Ear Tribe is not pure Drow elves, otherwise we would not have been fighting with the Drow tribe in the north. We are mixed blood of humans and Drow elves, so we may go to the ground world through the large layer of despair, and we may also go to the ground world, where there is sunshine, where there is plants all over the ground, where there is no poisonous water source, and where there is honey and milk flowing in the land there... I want to see the sunshine, no matter what, I have to see! Even if I die, I have to see it!"
"But you tried it." An old hunting team member couldn't help but say: "You have to go to the great level of despair every year, where upwards is the road to the ground world, but you are like us, no, like all the creatures here, and cannot pass at all. You have tried it!"
"That's right! I tried it, probably because we have half of the blood of the Drow Elves in our bodies, but this is not impossible to solve!" Arthur stared at the team member. He was fierce, but not in response to the team member's harshness: "As long as we can go to the ancestral heritage, as long as we can enter it, we will definitely get some proof, or marks, or the blood purification ceremony left to us by our ancestors... In short, as long as we can go to the ancestral heritage, we will definitely be able to return to the ground world! This is what is recorded in the book of ancestors in the most precious ancestors of the Hale tribe. I have seen it with my own eyes and touched it with my own hands. I can recite it backwards. Do you think our ancestors will deceive us!?"
When it comes to ancestors, everyone stopped talking. For them, for everyone in the Black Ear Tribe, there is no more respectable existence than ancestors. They have not read that book, and they are not qualified to see it. Only those who can read and great warriors are qualified to see it. But since the ancestors say that, it may be possible...
"So, to return to the ground world, the first step we have to do is to return to the ruins of our ancestors!"
"must!"
Chapter completed!