An evolutionary game starting from Suolongjing.

Chapter 682 Ginseng Doll: You are such a wimp!
“Is that right?”

"Can this be right?"

Xiong Xiang looked at the so-called good news and bad news on the chat channel, and an ominous premonition was rapidly forming in his heart.

Although later generations focused on studying the history of Kyushu, they have also been working on sorting out the history before the Xia and Shang dynasties, but the progress is not great.

To be precise, among the existing historical books in Jiuzhou, the various histories of the late Qing Dynasty are relatively complete. Even if we ignore those points that deliberately praise and criticize, the history of the middle Qing Dynasty can also be compared internally and externally. It has to be said that although the Qing Dynasty was closed to the outside world, it was in the Age of Exploration and exchanges with the world were inevitable. Although the records of foreigners are inherently filtered, there are also a few honest people's records that can be taken seriously.

Combined with the memories and records of my own family, I can piece together most of the information, but things from the early Qing Dynasty began to show signs of wateriness, and the further back in time I go, the more water there is.

A lot of evidence can be found for major events, but once it comes to details, many places are not worth pondering at all. For example, a well-known historical unsolved case is the battle between Emperor Wuzong of Ming and Mongolia, which resulted in dozens of casualties.

A war involving 100,000 people, in the era of cold weapons, and several days of fighting, ended up with only dozens of people killed. Anyone with a little bit of common sense would think this was abnormal.

Excluding obvious examples like this one, there are still a lot of irrelevant things in historical records. But there is no way. The later generations have only been around for a hundred years, and even with the revival of spiritual energy, there are only more than two hundred years. Even if we count from the beginning, including the truth that can be presented by centenarians, the history that can be traced back is no more than five hundred years.

For more than 500 years, we have to rely solely on various historical records, and we can only rely on the conscience of the writers, or see if grave digging and archaeology can produce some new things.

Add to that the emergence of myths and the drastic disturbance of history, and the situation becomes even more difficult to say.

Therefore, in the hundred years since the revival of spiritual energy, players of later generations have been active in the Pan-Kyushu area most of the time, going to various era layers of historical time and space to record the reality of those years on the spot.

Although most of the worlds that players can explore are the second, third or even several generations of timelines derived from the original timeline of Jiuzhou, in order to avoid interference from the fourth disaster, the Heavenly Court has long closed the channels for all outside players to go to the original timeline of Jiuzhou. The layered copies may have a certain gap from the real thing, but it is always better than the "hearsay" of later generations.

To put it more simply, the so-called timeline stratification is due to the fact that the turning point at a certain key time node did not evolve according to the original timeline, which led to the diversion of years and the independence of the world. But in other words, the years before this node are infinitely close to reality.

In this way, by patching up the past, the ancient history system of later generations has been supplemented a lot.

Thanks to the rise of the energy level system of the world in later generations and the gradual establishment of the player system, dozens of new players have joined one after another in the past hundred years.

Apart from a few loyal foreigners, most of the rest are from Kyushu.

This also greatly increased the progress of the Years Exploration Project. Even while exploring the past glory of Kyushu, later generations also relied on the channels established by the players to establish good foreign relations with dozens of medium and low-level magic planes. The import and export of large quantities of materials and the establishment of mining rights greatly enriched the basic resources of later generations. And relying on the permanent spaces purchased and built by players from the game channels, later generations also sent a certain amount of forces to help new friends establish a certain resistance line in friendly planes.

In the words of the natives of the outside world, it is a border development territory.

But according to our Kyushu custom, we will never do such a thing that takes the place of the host, so the XXX Joint Development Zone, a very distinctive term, appeared.
Using the resources generated by the interaction to feed back and even accelerate the growth of future generations; with the players' development of Pan-Jiuzhou, tracing the truth from the ancestors' account books, integrating the practice system, bringing forth new ideas from the old, and using dense resource arrays and technological mass production technology to catch up with the progress of Shang and Zhou dynasties, it can be considered the most cost-effective and most feasible solution determined by future generations.

Of course, there are many more details to distinguish the game, but that is not something players need to consider.

Division of labor and modular integration are major characteristics of the technological world.

And precisely because of this, the players, who are the pioneers and the absolute guarantee for exploring the outside world, may be a little abstract and fanciful, but each of them has multiple roles: warrior, mage, historian, and communication master are the most basic ability divisions.

More detailed sections include herbal medicine, geology, astrology, research on abnormal creatures, etc., and every player has his or her own strengths.

But what is consistent is that although the history before the Sui and Tang dynasties is shrouded in mystery, everyone knows that the Battle of Zhuolu took place before the Yanhuang War and after the war between Emperor Yan and Chiyou.

So, now, what does the existence of Jiuli prove?
The TM Yan tribe has split, and the leader of the army is sharpening his sword to prepare for a battle with the Yellow Emperor!
But this was all the information Xiong Xiang could obtain. He had no idea what triggered the conflict between the two sides or the overall course of the war.

What? Didn’t later history books record the reasons and the process?

Oh, later history books also wrote that there was a great famine and people ate each other. But did the history books tell you that during the famine, plague was rampant, hundreds of thousands of hungry ghosts hid during the day and came out at night, the plague gods from all directions were hovering over your head all day, all kinds of demons and monsters were dancing wildly, and human demons appeared in endlessly?

Did you say that?
No comment!

Therefore, you can take a look at this thing, but you can't really believe it. What's more, there are very few records of the years before the Shang and Zhou dynasties in later generations. Even if the players explore everywhere and travel to various worlds of the Pan-Kyushu civilization, the progress of discovering this period of time is very limited.

In this case, it is better not to refer to it.

At least now one of them is lucky enough to have sneaked into the Jiuli tribe. Even if there are heavy casualties in the subsequent battle with Jiuli, it can still provide their team with part of the main line of heaven and earth and give everyone some real reference.

In fact, there was no need for Xiong Xiang and the others to urge them. The process of exploring the dungeon for a hundred years and knowing what to do and when after entering the dungeon and joining the main camp had already been engraved in their bones.

Almost at the same time as reporting the good and bad news, Duan Xuan sent the general environment and shooting records around the tribe to several players who had reported to the Great Wilderness, and then went to inquire about the news.

There is no way. The copy of this activity is too targeted, and the mini-maps that players rely on have been forced to close. No one has the courage to fly to the sky to observe, so they can only follow the map and use the clumsy method to slowly explore.

At the same time, Duan Xuan came out of the wooden house and saw that the people of the Jiuli tribe were busy preparing something. It looked like some ancient celebration ceremony? Or was it a sacrifice?

At this moment, in the tribal square, or the wide platform in front of the patriarch's house, the leader of the Jiuli in the Jiuli sacrificial land noticed this young man who was peeking around and dressed completely unconventionally. A barely detectable gleam of light flashed in his eyes, and he waved to Duan Xuan.

When all the curious eyes on the platform were fixed on Duan Xuan, she belatedly realized the problem.

She had no choice but to go over there.

The only thing that made Duan Xuan feel fortunate was that, at least as she walked in, the sturdy and strong tribal elder did not make any special movements, and hundreds of totem giants with copper heads and iron foreheads, holding knives and axes did not suddenly appear behind her. This undoubtedly relieved a lot of the pressure in her heart.

Afterwards, without waiting for the other party to ask, Duan Xuan directly told the identity that the copy had made up for him.

Lost People (White/Main):
Background: In a tragic night raid, your original tribe was destroyed, and the remaining members were displaced and barely survived in a secret cave, but it was still difficult to withstand the harsh environment of the wilderness. After persisting for 952 days, your people died in an attack underground. Perhaps the hunters were full, or perhaps your luck was triggered, and you temporarily escaped death, but it was impossible to survive alone in the wilderness. You urgently need a shelter or a small mound in the wild to arrange your funeral.

The leader of the Jiuli tribe nodded repeatedly, completely agreeing with the other party's statement.

Isn't it just that after the tribe was attacked by the evil spirit, a few people were lucky enough to escape. Isn't it just that a family was found dead by an unknown creature and they were able to escape? Isn't it just that an adult human who is so weak that he can't even be considered an adult came out from a corner, broke through numerous blockades and surveillance and came to the vicinity of the Jiuli tribe? This is very reasonable. What's unreasonable?
It's really unreasonable. We, the Jiuli people, who have been living in peace and prosperity in the river basin for more than ten years, are the best!
Then the patriarch nodded and said with a smile:

"Don't be so reserved. Although we humans are inevitably dirty, we are all one family in this world. Eat and drink as you please, as long as you don't run outside the tribe and cause trouble!"

"By the way, since you have been living away from home, you probably haven't seen the coming-of-age ceremony for a long time, right? As it happens, my good-for-nothing son and his playmates went out hunting today. These songs, dances, and meat preparations are for them. Although I don't know how many of them can come back alive, this matter has little to do with you. Eat and drink well. If there is anything else, we can talk about it tomorrow. How about that?"

Duan Xuan nodded repeatedly.

Although she still had many confusions in her mind, shouldn't the Jiuli at this point be busy preparing for war with the Youxiong clan and holding some kind of coming-of-age ceremony? But she also knew that now was not the time to ask further questions.

What's more, although she was not familiar with the time calculation in the wilderness, the sun had already tilted to the west and it would be dusk soon. Perhaps soon she would see the coming-of-age ceremony that the other party mentioned!
Duan Xuan: [What kind of coming-of-age ceremony is the Jiuli tribe preparing for now? The war may still be a little far away? And this Jiuli is not as big as I imagined, maybe only tens of thousands of people? No more than 100,000. I don't know if it is a settlement of Jiuli or a defect of the projection-type copy. I am observing and will share the information with you tonight! ]

【ok!】【ok!】

Perhaps it was because the difficulty of the dungeon was too high, forcing the usually loose-knit players to lose the mood to chat. The entire communication channel was empty of information except for various intelligence updates.

In this way, time passes by minute by minute.

At the same time, Xiong Xiang, who was also in the Great Wilderness area of ​​the dungeon, was searching for the direction of the Jiuli tribe step by step.

But unfortunately, with only a few photos, without the coordinates of a small map and without the courage to fly for observation, trying to find a tribe on a vast map like the wilderness is like looking for a needle in a haystack. He can only rely on basic hexagrams to barely determine the approximate direction to ensure that he will not get lost. As for the time aspect, there is no way.

"Hey, that guy, what are you looking for alone?"

Just as he entered a forest of Bangshan from the vast but dangerous plain, Xiong Xiang suddenly heard someone asking questions from behind.

He struggled a little in his heart, but when he thought of the average level of the wilderness map, his struggling mind completely died. He turned his head decisively and saw a little one sitting on a big rock.

A white and tender little person who looks like a doll, with a grass root-like plant on his head.

Is this a ginseng doll?

Having had similar experiences, Xiong Xiang quickly determined the opponent's whereabouts, but when he saw the scarlet prompt displayed by the detection template on his retina, Xiong Xiang's heart, which had originally been relieved, rose to his throat again.

No, he is a Yangshen player, a real person on earth, and a high-end player who is close to becoming a fairy. How could he still show a scarlet prompt when facing a ginseng doll with very few attack methods?

He now understood how outrageous the life level in the wilderness was.

In Kyushu, the ginseng doll that everyone wants can actually live a leisurely life and become an immortal in the wilderness? And it's not the kind that has just entered the threshold, otherwise the scarlet prompt of the game would not be triggered at all.

He was defeated by just one punch from a ginseng doll. His second place in the future world is really a bit weak.

Xiong Xiang complained silently in his heart, but he forced a sincere smile on his face:

"Well, I want to go to the nearest human tribe. Do you have any suggestions?"

Fortunately, it was a ginseng doll. These pure plant elves are generally trustworthy as long as you don't have any intentions towards them.

The other party looked a little strange when he heard this:
"You seem to be thinking of something bad. But it doesn't matter. You are such a wimp, no matter what ideas you have, they can't hurt me."

"But I don't have a good impression of you, so I can't answer your questions for free. How about a one-for-one trade? I answer you, and you have to answer one of mine."

“Okay!”

Being looked down upon by a plant elf, Xiong Xiang remained silent for a moment, then asked, "I don't know much, but if you want to ask, I will try my best to give you the answer!"

"Great!"

The ginseng doll had no doubts, swung its feet, and said cheerfully: "If you want to find the human tribe, you've gone the wrong way. There is no human tribe here, only Jiuli, but I don't think you can make it!"

"Why? Um, sorry, it's your turn to ask!"

"You are a person who talks nonsense and doesn't know the rules, but you are polite!" The ginseng doll recklessly commented on Xiong Xiang's self-esteem, and then asked with its gem-like emerald green eyes full of curiosity: "Can you tell me, how did a human like you who didn't even go through the coming-of-age ceremony sneak out of the tribe? Magic? Magical power? Or magic weapon?"

"Can you teach me? I'd trade you all my treasures!"

Xiong Xiang:?
No, how can you, a young and cute little thing, say such vicious words with your cute mouth?
Even though Xiong Xiang was used to being hit hard and indomitable, he couldn't help but want to turn on the air conditioner after facing such a direct inquiry about the medicinal materials.

He was a little red and warm.

"I'm an orphan, I have no tribe!"

After a long silence, Xiong Xiang, who had managed to keep his temper under control, spoke stiffly.

The ginseng doll opposite glanced at the roots above its head that were shaking slightly, and nodded after a slight hesitation.

There are some lies, but not many, so is the other party really an orphan without a tribe?
Although it still didn't understand why this human with an adult bone age hadn't reached the basic level of human adulthood, and it was a little outrageous, but it was a ginseng doll, not a lie-detecting machine, and it still understood a little bit of the ways of the world.

So, it shook its head in disappointment, but still said kindly: "You can't even beat me, so don't go to the heavily blocked Jiuli tribe. Otherwise, if you go a little further, no matter who you meet, you will die there."

"Turn around, little man, and head southeast. After passing thirty mountain ranges, you should be able to see a human tribe. Try to travel during the day and don't go out at night."

"Today, you can rest at my house for one night and leave tomorrow morning."

"it is good!"

Listening to the ginseng doll's chattering and the hidden threats in the other party's words, Xiong Xiang used his left hand hidden in his sleeve to tell fortunes. After confirming that the other party was not lying, he decisively chose to stop in the woods to rest.

But just as he set up the tent and prepared to cook himself a pot of dinner under the illumination of a special light source, the ginseng doll, which had been like a curious baby, suddenly changed its expression and dived underground without saying a word.

Then a shrill bird cry suddenly came from a distance.

Immediately afterwards, bursts of flames rose from the distance and rushed straight into the sky. The sudden increase in high temperature radiated over a thousand miles in an instant.

Before Xiong Xiang could recover from the terrifying bird cry, the surrounding woods burst into flames, and the players' chat channels were also dripping in the thick smoke.

Duan Xuan: [Brothers, I guessed wrong, it's not the Battle of Zhuolu, it's a new background clip. I found that the young leader of Jiuli here looks at least 80% similar to the one in our family, maybe it's because they haven't grown up yet? ]

Duan Xuan: [It's bad, the young chief has escaped on his deer stalk, the Jiuli tribe is in chaos, I]

Duan Xuan: [Fuck, it's really that person, damn, it's really Emperor You! Damn, the bone sculpture was killed by the girl in his arms, it's too exaggerated. No, it's too spectacular, too spectacular, did you see it, the Samadhi True Fire covered the sky and the earth, Emperor You faced hundreds of fierce gods alone, it was amazing, one axe killed one, I can't upload the video, but it's too spectacular! ]

Feng Fen: [Unlucky guy, why is your name blackened?] [Where?] [Xiong Xiang? Xiong Xiang?]

(End of this chapter)