corpse file

Chapter 645 I Come From The World

A group of men wearing loincloths rushed over enthusiastically, surrounding us on three levels inside and three outside.

Their faces were filled with enthusiasm, simplicity and honesty, and they freely vented their emotions around Odebiao.

In their opinion, if Odebiao lured away all the corpse-headed barbarians alone, there would be basically no way they could come back.

There are people in the tribe who are preparing for Oudebiao's funeral.

As a result, now that I saw Odebiao intact, I couldn't hide my joy.

Odebiao said loudly: "Everyone! Everyone!"

"This is the primitive man I met! He Yongheng!"

"If it hadn't been for him, I would have been eaten by the zombies today! From now on, He Yongheng will no longer be a primitive man! He is a member of our Pan tribe!"

I really want to be reserved and retain my expert demeanor, but the crotch cloth under my crotch is really damaging to my image.

So much so that I feel a little embarrassed when I laugh now.

Odebiao said loudly: "Where is the elder? Is the elder here?"

A man wearing a loincloth said loudly: "The elder is waiting for you in the sacrificial hall!"

Odebiao laughed: "Brothers, I will take He Yongheng to see the elders first!"

"When we come back, let's all eat crab meat together!"

The crowd cheered again.

In a resource-poor underground world, food is sacred.

This time everyone got back dozens of tons of crab meat, which is something worth getting excited about anyway.

Although many people were bitten by the zombies, no one died, which was considered a great victory.

The only regret is that the remaining flesh, flesh and armor of the half of the big crab were actually eaten by the zombies. How can these low-level people who only know how to waste food deserve to eat such good meat?
Odebiao took me all the way forward. Everywhere he went, there were men wearing crotch cloths greeting him.

There were also some tough women who smiled shyly at Odebiao.

But soon their curiosity focused on me.

We have seen a lot of primitive people, but this is the first time we have seen primitive people with such thin skin and tender flesh.

However, my lanky body shape is still a bit difficult to tolerate in the Burial God Abyss.

The women here obviously like Oudebiao, a man with a short figure but who looks extremely strong.

They just chatted for a few words and then started busy packing the crab meat in their hands.

I walked quickly behind Odebiao, and soon arrived at the so-called sacrificial hall.

Before I saw what the sacrificial hall looked like, I was shocked by a statue.

It was a humanoid statue over eight meters high.

The statue is wearing an M65 assault jacket and a pair of short Martin boots. It is tall and has a straight waist.

He held a short stick in his right hand, which looked similar to the boss's tantric iron stick.

I pinched a spell with my left hand. Although it was just a statue, I felt that this spell was vaguely familiar, and seemed to be vaguely connected to some kind of primitive rune.

I was dumbfounded, pointing at the statue and trembling.

Odebiao glanced at me and said nonchalantly: "Domineering, right? This is carved by the elder himself."

I don't care if you are domineering or not.

M65 jackets, short Martin boots, and weapons that look like tantric iron rods, aren't these all products of modern civilization?
Maybe this person taught them Chinese!
I took a deep breath and said, "Who is this?"

Oudebiao's tone was full of respect: "He is the guide of the Pan tribe."

I asked reluctantly: "What is his real name?"

Odebiao frowned and said, "My real name? I don't know. A guide is a guide. Does he have a real name?" Suddenly someone next to him said, "His real name is Zhang Wuren, he comes from the world."

"The Pan tribe became a tribe. They were no longer primitive people without culture. It was all because of the guides who brought us civilization."

I turned my head suddenly and found a slender man wearing a leather robe standing at the door.

He looked at me with a smile on his face, then stretched out his hand and said to me: "Mr. He Yongheng, Pan tribe has been waiting for you for a long time."

His real name is Zhang Wuren, and he comes from the human world.

Just this sentence made my heart pound.

I don’t know who Zhang Wuren is, but there is no doubt that he is from Middle-earth.

The Chinese spoken by the Pan tribe and their legends about the human world should all come from Zhang Wuren.

But how did he get here?
How did he pass through this 8000-meter crust and how did he survive the magma sea?

Moreover, why was he made into a statue?Did he leave or die in the God Burial Abyss?
I couldn't help but ask: "Elder! Where are the others?"

"Where is Zhang Wuren?"

The elder smiled slightly, turned around and said, "Odebiao, bring him in."

Odebiao said loudly: "Yes! Elder!"

After finishing speaking, Odebiao said to me again: "Brother! The elder seems to value you very much!"

I didn't bother to answer Odebiao and quickly entered the sacrificial hall.

I saw that the furnishings in the sacrificial hall were very simple, with only a few futon-like things and stone carvings and paintings on the walls.

I don’t know where the Pan tribe people collected the colored stones, and after grinding them into powder, they actually formed various colors.

The elder sat casually on a futon and pointed to the two futons next to him, gesturing for us to sit down.

Audebiao and I are both informal people. Since the elder offered us our seats, we sat on them without hesitation.

As soon as I sat down, I asked impatiently: "Elder! Can you tell me about Zhang Wuren?"

The elder smiled and said: "Of course, no problem! But before that, I need to confirm, are you from the human world?"

As soon as he said this, Ode Biao's eyes widened instantly.

He looked at me in disbelief. He had no idea that a primitive man he met randomly was from the human world!

I said without hesitation: "If the human world you are talking about is where Zhang Wuren came from, then I can answer you clearly, I am indeed from the human world!"

The elder quickly asked: "There is sunshine in the world, what is the color of the sunshine?"

I answered quickly: "Sunlight appears in seven colors: red, orange, yellow, green, blue, and purple! It usually scatters into white light!"

The elder asked again: "How big is the sea! And what is its color?"

I laughed and said: "The sea is vast and boundless, the blue sea and sky are so majestic!"

The elder had a smile on his face: "Is there really endless food and water in this world?"

My answer was categorical: "There is a lot of food in the world, but you also need to work hard to gain anything!"

"If you don't work hard, you will still be hungry!"

The elder and I asked and answered questions. Everything we said was basic common sense about Middle-earth.

This is a kind of temptation and a kind of recognition.

Only those who come from the ground know what sunshine, rain and dew are, only those who know what blue sea and sky are, and only those who know what mountains and rivers are!

People living in the underground world can never imagine what is in the outside world.

They have only seen endless darkness and encountered extremely ferocious corpse-headed barbarians!
(End of this chapter)