Tomorrow's Ark is too real

Chapter 1253 The Beginning

The next morning.

When the white belly of the eastern sky dispelled the darkness, Xia Feng woke up from his light sleep.

This time he slept comfortably, because the soft fur of the dead animal under his head made him feel less cold.

Standing up, his body was stained with animal blood, and there were at least two dozen corpses of prairie wolves lying nearby.

In the morning, he took advantage of the dry plants he had found nearby to barely light a fire, roasted the meat cut from the wild wolf, and finally filled his stomach.

Although this kind of wolf meat is very dry and has a strong smell, it is better for him to replenish energy than wild fruits and insects.

After he was full, he shaved off the furs of several wolves and hung them on his body. He didn't know how long he would wander in the deserted grassland, so he always had something to keep out of the cold.

Afterwards, he roasted a few more large pieces of meat and wrapped them in wolf skins.

For him, who suffers from severe memory loss, his primary goal now is to figure out where this place is, why he suddenly appeared on the grassland, and what he is going to do.

After everything was ready, he set off again and embarked on the journey of searching for "people".

After a period of time, Xia Feng judged the direction according to the sun to avoid going around in circles.

He stopped and went all the way, hunting and picking, living tenaciously like an adventurer who lost his map.

However, apart from sunrise and sunset, there is no means of recording time. Of course, he no longer knows how long he has been wandering, but the concept of time is not important to him.

After all, he didn't even know what he needed to do.

With the passage of time, the insecurity brought to him by the strange world began to fade away, his thinking stagnated, and he became more concerned about the problems of survival itself.

Gradually, he became more and more proficient in hunting. After finding a river, he began to go down the river bank, so that the problem of drinking water could also be solved.

Sunrise and sunset, the grass withered and yellow.

After an unknown period of time, a beard grew on his face, and his hair grew longer and longer. From the reflection in the river, he looked like a wild man.

This kind of aimless wandering life has continued, because there is no opportunity to communicate, his thinking ability has also become dull, and he does not know when he started, he has given up the obsession to explore the whole story.

He no longer cares about where this place is, nor what the world really looks like.

He just wants to get enough food, follow the reliable water source, and then walk forward step by step.

someday.

The landscape near the river finally changed.

The types of plants have become more diverse, and the grassland has also become undulating. Obviously, he has arrived in a hilly area.

The variety of wild animals began to increase, and trees began to appear in the field of vision, and even a small piece of jungle that was not too dense. The direction of the river also branched here.

Along the way, Xiafeng could feel that the temperature changed from comfortable in late spring to hot in midsummer, and then turned from hot to cool. It should be autumn now.

Before long, he will be plunged into the severe cold of winter and food shortages, so until then, he'd better find a stable place to live.

His wandering journey may end temporarily before the first snow falls.

The scorching sun is in the sky, the galaxy is shining brightly, looking for food ferociously, and the water is gurgling.

After experiencing countless days and nights, finally at dusk one day, Xia Feng discovered a village.

"Finally.Finally"

Looking at the village in the distance, Xia Feng's excited pupils flickered.

Without hesitation, he dragged his unkempt body towards the village.

Here, he can finally meet people!
However, hope is beautiful, but reality is cruel. When he came near the village with excitement, he was greeted by a strong male villager with a wooden stick and a hatchet.

As if they had already discovered his existence, these male villagers stood guard at the entrance of the village as if they were facing an enemy.

The villagers didn't wait for him to approach, they raised their weapons and yelled at him fiercely, while throwing stones at him.

Unlike him, these people had long ears on top of their heads and horse-like tails hanging behind them.

However, Xia Feng was unable to ask what he wanted to know.

These fierce villagers didn't give him a chance to communicate at all. No matter how he showed that he was harmless, what greeted him was violent expulsion without any emotion.

"Get out, get out of our village!"

"We don't welcome foreigners!"

"Don't let us see you again, otherwise we won't let you leave alive next time!"

Perhaps because of some painful lessons, these villagers are very unfriendly to foreigners.

In desperation, Xia Feng, who didn't want to conflict with anyone, could only leave in despair.

He wandered alone for almost the whole summer, and this is the only place he has found so far where people live. Seeing that the temperature is getting colder day by day, he has no motivation to start the journey again.

In this way, Xia Feng stopped temporarily at the edge of a forest a few kilometers away from the village.

Even if the villagers in this village speak ill of him, he subconsciously feels that as long as he stays near his "kind", he will feel safe.

The journey is temporarily over, and Xia Feng hardly moves around in a day.

Of course, because of the reduction in physical exertion, his need for food has also decreased.

Every prey he hunts is enough for him to eat for many days before it spoils, and other carnivores attracted by the smell of blood cannot approach him alive under the Shenyue knife.

In this way, Xia Feng used the woods to build a simple small shed at the edge of the forest, and began to live in an "abandoned house" where he lost his dream.

At night, he would light a fire and stare at the "crackling" dry wood in a daze.

During the day, he usually sleeps lying under the shed like a salted fish, and usually doesn't come out to move around unless he is too hungry.

One day, Xia Feng, who was sleeping, woke up with a strong sense of hunger.

"What~"

A familiar animal cry came to my ears, and the source of the sound was very close.

His brain was instantly awake, driven by instinct, he immediately held the Shenyue knife in his hand, and a carp jumped up.

Hearing the sound, he saw that there was a fat sheep grazing with its head down just seven or eight meters away from his shed!

Without hesitation, facing the temptation of fresh meat, Xia Feng jumped out with a knife in his hand.

"puff!"

Blood splattered on him, hot, and the sheep had its throat slit before it could escape under a lightning strike of masterful swordsmanship.

Just as Xia Feng was riding on the fallen sheep, swallowing greedily, there was an exclamation from a distance.

"Ah! My sheep!"

Under the tree in the front right, a young man of fourteen or fifteen was holding a small stick for sheep in his hand, looking at Xia Feng and the prey under him in horror.

The bloody setting sun at dusk reflected on the faces of the two of them.

At this moment, the youthful face of the shepherd boy and Xia Feng who lost his right eye looked at each other.

With this glance as the starting point, the real beginning of Terra civilization officially kicked off.

(End of this chapter)