."Stinky" Tianxiang frowned: "Did no one else have any reaction to this except you?"

"That's not." Wang Kuang replied honestly: "This stranger is very strange. Even on the hottest days, he is covered with several thick clothes. It is thick enough to cover the unpleasant odor, so the smell will naturally fade a lot."

"A very smelly person." Tian Xiang shook his head gently: "What did he teach you all know?" Or, what did he teach you something?" "Many, there are all aspects of cardiovascular disease." Speaking of this, Wang Kuang's eyes involuntarily revealed a deep coldness and hatred: "He taught us how to stock insects, how to hunt carnivorous worms with simple and practical means, how to make crossbows, how to train metals... Even the wind turbine was made by my tribe under his guidance..."

"Since he is so useful, why do you still hate him so much?" Tian Xiang said. "He...he...that bastard, he, he killed my sister, sister, and...and, my mother!"

Suddenly, Wang Kuang seemed to be like that, kneeling on the ground with his knees, and slapped the number one Tao and cried bitterly.

Tianxiang didn't say anything, just stood there, watching Wang Kuang crying with cold eyes. "I... I don't know why my father believed in him so much. He gave him all the big and small things in the clan to take charge of. But, on that day, he... actually peeled off my mother... all of them... skin..."

"Skin?" Tianxiang's pupils suddenly shrank: "You mean, human skin?"

"Yes...Woooo..." Wang Kuang, who was lying on the ground, was already crying: "My sister... is only eleven years old..." At that moment, Tianxiang couldn't help but think of Tianrou.

"Why did he do this?" Before he knew it, Tianxiang's tone suddenly mixed with an inexplicable anger.

"Wind generator." Wang Kuang choked and clenched his fists with his hands. He was mixed on the ground with red eyes and said fiercely: "He said that only women's skin can act as a mask on the generator. For the happiness of the whole tribe, he can only..." "It's just a wind generator." Tianxiang was a little surprised: "Can your tribe watch him do whatever he wants? Even if the generator can generate a certain amount of energy, it is extremely limited. What did he do to make you so afraid of him?"

"I don't know either. He said, he said, that's... the referee of the god..." Speaking of this, Wang Kuang's eyes obviously had a few inexplicable fear. Even his voice began to tremble. "The referee of the god?" A trace of undetectable strange color flashed across Tianxiang's face: "What is that?" "I have never seen such a terrifying weapon." Wang Kuang's upper and lower teeth suddenly shivered: "It...it should be a weapon...a weapon given by the god...it...it can easily kill a terrifying insect beast in an instant...it's really terrifying..."

"Weapon?" Tianxiang frowned: "You can do this in ancient guns in your hands! How could it be..." "No! No! No! You have never seen the power of that weapon with your own eyes." Wang Kuang shook his head nervously and quickly explained: "It is completely different from guns. The referee of the gods relies entirely on wind turbines to operate. It can completely burn out a beast in an instant. Even the traces will not be left at all... That

Growing things... is really terrible. That day, it killed nearly a hundred insects and beasts at once... and saved my father... and the clan members..." Speaking of this, Smallpox finally understood the ins and outs of things. It can also be understood why the stranger Wang Kuang said was powerful in the Hanshui clan and could kill the clan leader's woman at will, but no one stood up to oppose it. However, there was one thing he couldn't understand.

Since the leader of the Hanshui clan can gather a group with a population of more than tens of thousands, he must be a person with a very intelligent and charming courage. Why is such an excellent hunter blinded by an inexplicable outsider who is mixed with a disgusting smell, willingly handing over all the lives of all the tribesmen and even his wife and children to him? "I don't know." Wang Kuang himself could not answer Tianxiang's question: "I only know that since that person appeared, my father's whole body has changed. Every day he stayed in his hut like a walking corpse and didn't go anywhere. All food was designated by strangers. He obeyed his words completely. He even publicly announced that he would deprive my brother, that is, his biological son, of all inheritance rights. He turned over the control rights of the entire tribe to the acting patriarch..."

"Acting patriarch?" "Yes, it's that stranger."

"Stranger... doesn't he have his own name?" Smallhua was a little curious.

"...No...he just, let's call him...Pathfinder." At that moment, Tianxiang felt his heart tightened, and there seemed to be a feeling of almost suffocation in his mind. "Pathfinder"? Another "Pathfinder"? How is it possible? Doesn't the computer claim that all "Pathfinders" are ancient gene-synthesis living organisms with the basic task of saving and leading human beings? Why, the "Pathfinder" in Wang Kuang's mouth is so weird? So cruel and bloody? "If you can really help me regain the position of patriarch, I will obey any of your orders." At some point, Wang Kuang had kneeled down in front of Tianxiang. With his own species, he could not resist. "I don't know when. Wang Kuang had kneeled on his knees and fell to Tianxiang.

With a trembling hatred and eager expectation, he said in a trembling voice: "No matter whether our space is a friend or an enemy, please don't worry about my identity. Now I am just the humblest slave in your hand. I will do anything according to your order or request. Even if you ask a novice to cut off my head, I will put my head under your knife without hesitation. I just hope that you can help me and help me kill the person who took my relative's life... You must know that except for my father, all my relatives... were killed by him." Then why didn't he kill you?" Smallpox used the feeling of thought that tightly wrapped the other party's brain energy. He wanted to know whether this tragic prisoner was lying.

"A few years ago, I was kicked out of the family by my father because... I once wanted his life..."

Why? "Smallipore's inquiry was quite cold, without any emotion."... He once ate my two sisters at the hunger of his heart..."

"I can help you. But first, you must let everyone who occupy the ruins of the factory put down their weapons and join my tribe."

"No problem!" Wang Kuang replied very simply: "So, can you help me when you were born?" Tianxiang stared into the other party's eyes. At this time, he could have been completely sure that the unscathed Hanshui nobles did not lie. Even Wang Kuang's affection for his brother and sister made him quite moved. However, sympathy can never replace the interests of the tribe.

"You can only agree to my request unconditionally. As for the opportunity to help you, I will seize it myself. You have no other way than to believe me. You must know that now you are just a captive with a low status." Wang Kuang should be the leader among the Hanshui people guarding the ruins of the factory. Less than two hours after he was released, a group of strong hunters holding weapons came out of the various attack points of the ruins under his leadership. They gathered together in chaos and appeared in front of the dragon people pointing at them with black muzzles.

The entire process of recruiting was so smooth that it was unbelievable. "Xia Dong, take your local people with you and disarm them all in the shortest time. Remember, a blade cannot be left to them."

"Fang wants to manage these people separately. Pay special attention to those who are close to Wang Kuang. For them, they are imposed solitary confinement. After separating all ordinary hunters, they will be handed over to Zhan Feng to take them away. Also, they will be sent to keep an eye on Wang Kuang for twenty-four hours. Pay close attention to his every move." At this time, the successors brought out from the Hope Base by Zhan Feng, Xiaotian and others have arrived continuously. Therefore, although the number of these hunters who automatically put down their weapons has exceeded one thousand, it has not had much impact on the inclusion work. Especially under Tianxiang's repeated instructions, the hunters carefully identified the surrendered Hanshui people. Especially in the wound examination on both sides of their shoulders, they were even more serious and meticulous.

The patriarch had already spoken. Once anyone found out that something was strange in this regard, he would kill him immediately without mercy. The results of the inspection, except for Wang Qi and six other people who seemed to be closely related to him, the rest were transferred to the base of hope under the supervision of the squadron. The population was also a spoil. Although they might not be obedient for the time being, they only had to give them what they needed to satisfy their most basic desires. The division of ethnic groups and forces actually did not have much practical effect on them. After all, this was a dark era full of the threat of death and hunger.

However, Tianxiang unexpectedly discovered something suspicious on Wang Kuang. On his left shoulder, there was a huge scar that was clearly visible.

The humanoid wounds I have seen are different. This scar with a jagged appearance ranges from the same range.

Huge. It extends from its neck to the bottom of the ribs. According to Wang Kuang himself, it was

The best proof of escaping from a carnivorous worm during a hunting several years ago

Such scars are completely different from round wounds commonly seen by mutants.

However, the position is exactly the same. Despite this, Tianxiang did not ask too many questions to Wang Kuang. He had no reason to kill a surrender at will. This does not conform to the most basic rules among hunters. What's more, he still needs Wang Kuang's help at the moment.

The saltpeter mine has been found. It is an ancient quarry located outside the ruins of the city. The saltpeter component is quite high. Moreover, a remaining road connecting the factory and the mine also illustrates the relationship between the two. The number of weapons seized from the surrendered Hanshui people is a large number of weapons. Most of them are small single-person crossbows that rely on insect rubber bands as the ejection power. The range of this kind of thing is limited, but if it is fired in pieces, it can also cause terrifying lethality in a certain area. Among the many hunters with steel bar pitching as basic equipment, it is already a very advanced weapon.

As for ancient guns, of course, some were also seized, but the number was not large. There were only twelve or three. However, the number of bullets was astonishingly large. In the hidden attack points around the factory, the Dragon tribe discovered a total of hundreds of boxes of ammunition. According to the captives, these were the first batch of finished products made using the remains of the mainland equipment and wind power generation. After careful inspection of the ceiling, these ammunitions were all ordinary ammunitions with a caliber of 5.25 mm. According to their scope of use, they should be general bullets of m5g43.

It should be admitted that what Wang Kuang said is indeed correct. The ancient machinery wrapped in oil ensured that it was intact. They seemed to have foreseeed the outbreak of war hundreds of years ago and sealed all the equipment in advance. The butter coating used for maintenance of the machinery parts is still terriblely thick. They were late to take out the mechanical parts from the underground warehouse, and after completely opening the packaging box, they immediately emitted a pungent smell of oil in the air. The Hanshui people have assembled a line that specializes in the production of bullets. It is said that while ensuring the supply of raw materials, they should be able to produce more than tens of boxes of bullets per day.

To achieve this goal, one must first obtain the necessary energy supply. Tianxiang has seen the wind power generation. The four paddles that are more than ten meters long are completely made of human skin. It seems that they are still formed by overlapping and reinforcement of several layers of human skin. The rotating paddles drive the shaft gears to form kinetic energy. After simple machinery is converted into electricity, the purpose of driving the machine tool is achieved. "It's quite exquisite." This is Tianxiang's first feeling after studying the generator. At the same time, a trace of uneasy and confusion arises in his heart.

The principle of mutual transformation between energy is very clear. The information transmitted to him by "Zhilong 2" also clearly illustrates this squid. Strangely, among all the ancient technologies that can be found in the brain, there is no introduction or method for making such simple devices. That feeling is like owning all parts of two floors of a building. As for the bottom layer and the most basic part, it is inexplicably no trace. Tianxiang discovered for the first time that he had the most familiar knowledge, the most inconspicuous lack of the knowledge, but it is also the most

The key part. He could argue with the most profound ancient scholar about various kinetic energy principles, but he could not answer a simple question from a student who had just finished learning the first chapter of physics. "I was plotted." Tianxiang could not explain why he suddenly had such an idea. However, he was very clear. Some of the knowledge in his brain seemed to have been lost. It was at this time that he was surprised to find that some of the basic ancient civilizations he had obtained in the library had disappeared at all. All that was left was the huge amount of information that the computer forced him to do. ←

"Why is this happening?" Tianxiang asked himself many times in his heart. With nothing to find, he found that he could only return to base No. 2 and the computer answered this strange question. However, according to the current situation, he had no time to clone himself.

"When the Hanshui clan's affairs are finished, I must reopen the No. 2 base. I have to figure out everything that sleeps here." After weighing the pros and cons, Tianxiang finally made such a decision. Even though he had not lifted the closure of the sun, he had such a simple small wind turbine in his hand, I believe that he should be able to provide the half-dead computer with some necessary energy. At least, he had to tell himself all the inside story of Yizang, after Xiaotian led his successors to occupy the factory, Xiang led the original two squadrons and Wang Kuang, who vowed to take revenge, to advance towards the new goal north. However, compared to the angry excitement a few days ago, Wang Kuang's emotions have calmed down now. Even Tianxiang secretly used his thoughts to investigate the results, and found that his brain waves were obviously regretful.
Chapter completed!