Doomsday Totem

Chapter 342 Bloodline

After leaving Yanyang Ancient Town, three ox carts lined up and walked slowly along the dirt road on the side of a cement road.Due to the extensive use of animal-drawn vehicles in the Far East, roads are usually divided into two types. The two-way two-lane cement road in the middle is the motor vehicle driveway, while the simple dirt roads on both sides of the cement road are animal-drawn driveways.

Qin Ke'er's original plan was to take a car for a while, and wait until the market near Qin's Village before switching to an animal-drawn car.But later, considering the trouble of transferring trains, and the Fire Horn Temple provided three rare "banjiaoniu" vehicles, which can reach a speed of about twelve kilometers per hour, she simply bought them in the town and returned home. gift, and went home directly in an ox cart.

Banjiao cattle, also known as "Zen cattle", are scientifically known as "plateau variation hybrid buffalo". It is said that they were first crossed by the radiation mutation buffalo introduced from the southern cemetery and the plateau buffalo native to the Far East.The origin of the name "Banjiao" is not because of the special horns on the bull's head, but because its skin color is very close to the "Banjiao Qingniu", the mount of the immortals in Far Eastern mythology, both of which are black and blue.Banjiao cattle are about two meters tall. They have a gentle personality and strong limbs. They have outstanding endurance and vitality. Even if they do not eat or drink for ten and a half months, they can walk hundreds of kilometers with a load.

However, due to the large food intake of Banjiao cattle, which can eat hundreds of kilograms of grain at a time, few people are willing to raise them except for some special institutions.Compared with plate horn cattle, most people in the Far East prefer to raise the grumpy but cost-effective "fire mule". .In terms of pulling power, endurance, and feeding costs, fire mules are the best choice for animal-drawn vehicles.

However, in this era of explosive energy technology, flying machines flying around the sky, and the popularity of power armor, the Far East still uses a large number of low-efficiency animal-drawn vehicles, which makes people wonder.

On the surface, it seems that the people in the Far East are conservative and backward. In order to protect their ecological environment, they prefer to use traditional animal-drawn carts, but in fact, they have to do it as a last resort.

Thinking back 180 years ago, the roads in the Far East were all vehicles produced by NHI, with new and beautiful appearances and luxurious interiors; but now, there are only second-hand cars from all over the world, with mottled and old surfaces and dilapidated interiors.

And there are two reasons for this.

First, the industry in the Far East is underdeveloped, the level of education for the whole people is also low, the mechanical technology is very backward, and the technology has stagnated before the last war; second, the Far East has been a land of poor resources since ancient times, lacking fuel and coal mines , the lack of various metal materials.

For thousands of years, the Far East's high-end technology and external interests have relied on the brilliant line.

Since the integration of temple beliefs in 1700 BDr, people from the Far East began to intermarry with the northern adherents, and sent the best talents to the temple of splendor.Therefore, the bloodlines of the northern adherents are very complicated. They not only have the characteristics of the three major clans of the Black Sea, the Ice Field and the Snow Mountain, but also have the characteristics of the nomadic people in the Northern Wilderness, as well as the characteristics of the clans in the Far East.

As early as thousands of years ago, the people of the Golden Triangle who claimed to be of pure western blood called the northern adherents "miscellaneous hairs" because the hair color, skin color and eye color of the northern adherents are different and strange.Interestingly, among the northern remnants, families with more complex bloodlines tend to be stronger than families with single bloodlines, and Norses, for example, is one of the best.However, on the whole, although the bloodlines of the northern adherents are complicated, their sense of honor and values ​​are very consistent.It has to be said that in this world, few ethnic groups can be as united as the northern adherents.

One heart, one cluster of fire...

Because of this, Kezan was able to say that frankly: "Although there are not many of us left, please remember that we have never been afraid of any power!"

It is also because of this that the old fellows of the Temple Presbyterian Church can admit without blushing and heartbeat that they are afraid of the Brilliant Lineage.

However, with the extinguishment of the Holy Flame of Brilliance, the Temple and the Alliance of Psykers divided up all the diocese and external interests of the Temple of Brilliance.For example, the Sandcastle in Desert No. [-], more than a dozen fortresses, hundreds of mining sites, the "floating island" and three oil fields in the mirror sea plane, and the ownership of half of Dawn Fortress.

However, after the Battle of Glory, the World Parliament with the Western Continental Forces, Central Continental Forces, and Northern Wilderness Continental forces as the main body deliberately squeezed out the Far East and suppressed the development of the Far East in terms of energy, minerals, etc., including strictly controlling crude oil, coal mines, Transportation of basic strategic materials such as natural gas and steel, and high-end strategic materials such as spirit ore, black oil, mithril, and fine gold.Without the support of modern industry and high-end technology, the Far East will not be able to benefit from the war of planes, thus forming a vicious circle that is difficult to reverse.

As time went on, the Far East became poorer and poorer, and almost fell into a situation of doom.

Fortunately, there are three special products in the Far East that are not found in other continents, they are mountain goods, black black iron and rare earth.Mountain products are the favorite non-staple food of the nobles in Yincheng, including teas such as Yuanshan white tea and Bihai green tea, rare fungi such as matsutake and fungus, precious animal fur, thousand-year-old mahogany, etc.; and black black iron is a super-density alloy. One of the raw materials, rare earth is a necessity of modern industry.Although the exchange rate is getting lower and lower, at least the basic armed forces in the Far East can be maintained.

To put it simply, if a world war breaks out, the people from the Far East will not participate in the war with their buttocks naked...

While thinking, looking at the green mountains and green waters of his hometown, breathing the fresh air, and smelling the faint fragrance of grass, Qin Keer, who was sitting on the bullock cart, couldn't help yawning, stretched, and then leaned on the supplies Take a nap.And Mu Qianhe, who was lying beside her at this moment, had already fallen into a sweet dream when he left the town.As for Iron Slag, he sat at the back of the last oxcart with his legs hanging, with a piece of sweet grass in his mouth, lying on the pile of supplies, with the cool mountain breeze blowing, staring at the blue sky in a daze.

A few hours later, in the evening, the monks drove the ox cart into a mountain path, stopped at a place with a stream, and began to set up tents.It would take three days to get to Qinjia Village, and they had to camp halfway.

From the time of departure to the present, the three monks from the Fire Horn Temple rarely spoke, except for necessary exchanges, not a word of extraneous words.Looking at them, Tie Slag couldn't help thinking of Porcupine, this black and fat man, who was also so taciturn, yet full of pride.

After setting up the tent, the monks lit a fire and set up a large iron pot.Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe also helped wash the rice and vegetables, and started dinner.As for processing food, Iron Slag has no interest at all, unless it is necessary, he will not do it. The old cow once sighed: "I make food that is bad enough..." As a friend and an honest person, Lao Niu didn't say the following words, but his meaning was very clear...

Dinner is carrot and bamboo shoots stuffed bacon rice. When cooking, the overflowing aroma of bacon made Iron Slag couldn't help but take off the lid of the pot to have a look.After the rice was cooked, Qin Ke'er put down the chopped shallots and parsley, stirred it repeatedly, put it in a rice bowl, and finally copied a green vegetable to cover it.

After dinner, the monks began to pack the cooking utensils and wash the dishes in the creek.Iron Slag watched idly. After a while, the monks cleaned up the scene, took off their old power armor, and wiped it carefully in the last sunset.

Looking at their loving gazes and cautious movements, Tie Slag couldn't help but feel a bit of sadness in his heart.In the past few months, he was used to students and Templars wearing brand new power armor, they didn't need to be so cherished, and they didn't need to wipe it every day.If something goes wrong, parts can always be replaced.

However, the power armor of these monks is the oldest model, and the armor plate is covered with traces of time, and it is unknown how many generations have been worn.Such power armor, in the eyes of the psykers in the western continent, is probably a pile of garbage.

But their rubbish is the treasure of the Far East.

This feeling was like driving the red comet to Shacheng for the first time, and when he was in high spirits, he saw a group of young men whizzing past in brand-new locomotives.It was nothing at first, but the next day, he saw some young masters angrily smashing their motorcycles because they lost the race.At that time, he felt unprecedented sadness.

At this time, he couldn't help but think that perhaps there was Hillman Heiros among the group of young masters back then, but they didn't know each other at that time.Thinking of this made him feel uncomfortable all over.So, he quickly made a decision and wanted to deduct Hillman's salary when he went back, even though the other party claimed to be his brother-in-law.

Gradually, the sun sank, night fell, the moon rose, and the stars in the sky blinked.

silent night...

The next morning, the mountains were filled with fog and birds were singing.The monks pulled the boardhorn cattle back to the original road early in the morning and continued to set off, while Tie Slag and the two women lay on the supplies of the board cart, looking leisurely.

Dangling, swaying, three bullock carts are walking slowly along the dirt road on the grass covered with morning dew in the picturesque green mountains and beautiful waters...

At noon on the fourth day, a bustling market appeared ahead.

"Wow~" Seeing her hometown in sight, Qin Ke'er stretched her waist and shouted.

Not long after, the bullock cart entered the market.Looking around, most of the places here are street stalls, and there are also stone shops. Many farmers wearing straw hats, or village women in turbans are holding mountain products in big baskets and selling them on both sides of the road.

"Fresh mushrooms, fungus, hair vegetables..." "Jujube, Chinese wolfberry, yam..." "Selling herbs, wild chrysanthemum, honeysuckle..." "Roe deer meat, freshly harvested last night... "Pheasant, we sell pheasant..." "Peak tit, three coppers, braised in soy sauce, delicious..." "Shanquan fat goose, come and have a look..."

In addition, there are various steaming small stalls.

"Soy milk fritters, fresh and hot..." "Fried taro cake, two coppers for one..." "Pork rib noodle soup, minced meat soup, stinky tofu, noodle vermicelli, five coppers for a bowl..."

Qin Ke'er and Mu Qianhe got out of the car and went shopping all the way. It didn't take long before they bought a lot of food and drink.

Tie Slag saw that their hands were full of things, and their little mouths were stuffed with unknown food, so he couldn't help asking: "Can you finish eating?" In his opinion, wasting food is a very bad habit .

"Mmm...mmmm..." The two girls nodded while eating, completely neglecting to talk.

Tie Slag immediately rolled his eyes, ignored them, fell on the bullock cart and continued to sleep...

(End of this chapter)