Chief don't slap in the face

Chapter 60 A little loli at the start!

The spore virus leaked from nowhere destroyed the world and annihilated civilization, and then hundreds of millions of years passed, with vicissitudes.

The primordial forest is like a prehistoric monster, straddling the surface of the earth, full of vitality everywhere, without the threat of human beings, the creatures are multiplying crazily.

I don’t know when, a terrifying and ferocious species was born. Every four years, like migratory salmon, they roll down from the frozen soil circle in the extreme north to the ends of the earth in the south. They are like a hurricane , Sweeping everything along the way, animals, wild fruits, even insects, everything that can be eaten will not be let go, and what is even more frightening is that they will destroy everything crazily, full of killing desire.

The places where these creatures walked were devastated, decayed and barren, so people called this terrifying creature a desolate beast.

The world is still the same world, but for Xia Ye, it has changed beyond recognition. The familiar cities and towns are all gone, and they are submerged by forests, mountains, rivers and basins.

The country perishes, the law collapses, and the civilization breaks!

Today's human beings live tenaciously in the form of clans and tribes with their ancestors as totems. Their lives are small but great.

One after another, the fires are gradually being ignited on the earth.

After the outbreak of the barren beast tide, they will temporarily go dormant. This four-year interval is a rare period of development for the major tribes. They will throw young people between fifteen and ten into the wilderness, in the name of blood survival trials. , to pioneer.

The wasteland is a place that humans have never set foot in. It is wild, primitive, bloody, and full of all kinds of dangerous species. If you go deep into it rashly, you will inevitably die, but if the tribe wants to grow and multiply, it must open up the wilderness. After all, more more land represents more living resources.

In the tribe, an adult man can have the title of warrior, and after experiencing more than three battles, shed blood for the tribe, was injured, and defended the glory of the tribe, he can be called a warrior. Above the warrior, he is a hero.

In this post-civilization era where survival is difficult, the means of production are extremely scarce, and the average life expectancy is only 40 years old. Population is a very precious resource for tribes.

Not to mention warriors, even adult warriors cannot be consumed casually, so there is a blood survival trial, allowing young people of the right age to enter the wasteland as pawns in pioneering the wasteland.

The law of the jungle is the principle rooted in the hearts of every tribesman, even the heirs of the powerful and powerful cannot be flowers in the greenhouse.

Ease is death, pleasure is suicide!

This is one of the most important life journeys for every young person growing up. After being tempered by blood survival trials, having tasted pain and blood, and tempering their will and body, when they walk out of the wilderness alive, they will Be the cornerstone of the tribe's future.

In fact, the tribe is forced to do so by the cruel living environment. There is too little food, so the weak will be eliminated, and the saved food can be used to raise younger brothers and sisters until the birth of a family that is enough to make the family proud and right. Useful warriors for the Horde.

Of course, huge risks also represent huge benefits. If the pawns can ignite the altar fire in the wasteland, build five basic buildings, let the tribe's battle flag flutter in the wind, and successfully gain a foothold, then they will get the support of their own tribe. Strong support, and full ownership of this new tribe, can get the title of warchief.

You must know that the title of Great Chief represents responsibility, glory, and power, and it is a sacred and honorable title.

If the pawn is successful, the patriarch of the clan will hold a grand coronation ceremony and personally bring him the crown of chief. At that time, the people of the entire tribe will participate and congratulate him, and no one is allowed to be absent.

Walking down the road, if someone spits on the warchief disrespectfully, you can immediately chop off his head without any punishment.

At the gate of the city, the climax of seeing off has passed, and the scattered young people embarked on the journey without fear, with smiles of excitement and anticipation on their faces.

Xia Ye saw some acquaintances in the neighborhood and waved, but they didn't respond, but looked at him dully.

"It's over, let me just say that this makeup facial pattern is too gay, not cool at all!"

Xia Ye was depressed: "I'm a straight man with a 18cm super big bird, I don't want to be regarded as a gay!"

"Puff puff!"

Song Guo laughed, she knew that her big brother was joking.

In fact, the neighbors in the slums were not dazed by Xia Ye's facial lines, but his attire, which was really surprising.

Black leather armor tailored to the body, tightly wrapped around the body, clearly outlining the muscle lines, on the feet are buckskin boots, the shoelaces are tied into bowknots, the two are exactly the same height, and on the waist is a pair of A three-finger wide cowhide belt, on the left side is a small leather bag, bulging, stuffed with something, and a machete shaped like a dog's leg.

On the right side is a short-handled battle axe. The blade has a strange shape, only the size of a palm, with a wide blade at the front end and an eagle beak at the back end.

"What can such a small ax do?"

Xia Laoshi didn't understand, it was a waste of energy to carry it.

A sharp-eyed neighbor saw Xia Ye's right boot, with a knife handle wrapped in linen sticking out, no need to ask, there must be a dagger stuck in it.

In addition, a long sword was also wrapped in linen, slanted on the body, and a short sword with a length of one foot was placed horizontally on the back of the waist, and a short sword that was slightly thicker than an arm and about a foot long The animal skin cylinder is hung horizontally on the back waist, and I don't know what is inside?
Xia Ye is holding the rein in his right hand, leading a war horse. On its back is a half-human-high animal skin backpack, but it is different from the usual ones. It is about seven to eighty centimeters high, and several small bags are sewn on the outside. .

The natives don't understand that this is called a mountaineering bag, and the eight are sub-bags, which are classified into different categories and contain different things. When you need something, you can quickly find it without having to rummage through the entire backpack.

In the eyes of the tribal people, this is a backpack for carrying things, who would understand its convenience, so most of their eyes fell on the crossbow hanging beside the saddle.

A big "A" character shines brightly in the sun.

"Isn't this the work of Master Hagar?"

"Certainly not. Master Xia Jia only builds weapons for heroes. Let alone Xia Ye can't afford them, even if he has money, he can't buy them."

"It was given by Mo Wuheng, made by Damo!"

Someone who knew the reason explained it, and immediately a crowd exclaimed, what kind of shit luck is Xia Ye, to be valued by a mechanism engineer.

"It must have been face-to-face!"

Xia Liu, whose hand was interrupted by Xia Ye for bullying Xia Lingyue, had fear and hatred in his eyes, he didn't dare to take revenge, he could only say a few words of pleasure.

Next to the crossbow, there is a quiver hanging, which is full of spike clusters made of bronze. If the poor see it, they will be even more surprised.

Because the lethality has become stronger, but it is too expensive. In this era when bronze is the hard currency, Xia Ye is a huge prodigal if he does this.

"Hey, if I let you know that big brother holds bronze weapons, wouldn't you be envious?"

Song Guo curled her lips, she has excellent hearing, so she heard all the discussions without saying a word, and she had an urge to brandish a weapon.

The previous rough stone hammer has been thrown away, and now the bronze two-handed sword that Mo Wuheng found forged by a master craftsman is used. It is as huge and domineering as a door panel, and the little girl can't put it down.

The dog-leg scimitar, the tactical axe, the survival straight knife, and the little loli also have a set, all of which are bronze weapons, which are enough to dazzle everyone's eyes.

In order to keep a low profile, Xia Ye wrapped most of the weapons with sackcloth, but the crossbow is not good, it can be used at any time, not to mention that it is too troublesome to use after wrapping it in sackcloth, and it will also affect the accuracy.

"It's armed to the teeth!"

Neighbors in the neighborhood often see Xia Ye, but today, this handsome and iron-blooded boy is really the sick child who greets him on weekdays?
Xia Ye put on leather armor and animal skin full-finger gloves. The makeup and pattern on his face looked like a crescent moon at midnight and animal teeth dripping blood, exuding a mysterious and cold atmosphere.

A head of black hair was tied into a ponytail and hung behind his head, and the ends of the hair occasionally fluttered in the wind.

"Hey Nima, this kid really knows how to wear it!"

The young people looked at Xia Ye, and then looked at themselves, they were so upset, they felt a sense of irritability that they didn't want to go out.

Xia Ye used his fingers to lift the silk triangle scarf around his neck, covering his mouth and nose.

"Damn it, it's so cool!"

Some young people muttered that they couldn't wait to make one right away. They never thought that just a piece of silk could make a person's temperament soar in an instant.

"Humph!"

Song Guo snorted triumphantly, following Xia Ye's example, she also pulled up her scarf to cover her nose and mouth. She was also wearing leather armor with the same weapon, but it was a pity that it was covered by the complete bear skin. Stop it, or let people see that a little loli has such good equipment, and they will be surprised.

"Hurry up!"

Xia Ye urged, I don't want to be surrounded by crowds, that scarf is not a boring decoration, but used to block wind and soil, wipe sweat, and it can also be used as a bandage to stop bleeding in an emergency.

After leaving Xia City, Xia Ye immediately speeded up and went to Peach Blossom Spring first. The supplies to be taken to the wasteland had been prepared in advance.

"Keep half the strawberry compote and take the rest!"

Xia Ye tasted the dried candied fruit, it was very sweet.

"Ah!"

The womb fruit pursed its lips and squinted its eyes, savoring the sweetness of the flesh and the sweetness of the icing sugar. The taste simply intoxicated the soul.

"good to eat!"

The little Lolita licked the corner of her mouth, like a puppy waiting to be fed, looked at Xia Ye pitifully: "Can you bring some sugar cane too?"

"it is good!"

Xia Ye entered the cave, moved an oak barrel from the wooden frame, and pried off the lid, a faint scent of wine immediately permeated the air.

"Grape?"

Song Guo stood on tiptoe, stretched out his head and took a look: "Ah? Couldn't this be brewed by big brother himself?"

"Do you want a drink?"

Xia Ye smiled, and brought grape wine, not for appetite, but as a strategic material. After all, in this era, grape wine from the Western Regions is worth a thousand dollars.

"Those tribal natives shouldn't be able to tell the difference, right?"

Xia Ye filled the water bag.

"Big brother is amazing!"

After taking a sip of the womb fruit, he looked at Xia Ye with adoration.

(End of this chapter)