Go Through the World of Beasts and Be a Stick

In the middle of winter, on a cliff in the north of 3,000 meters above sea level, the temperature is as high as minus 30 degrees, but there are a few sturdy men standing facing the cliff. The leading man has a tiger-backed waist and a pair of fierce eyes staring at the edge of the cliff. Of a slender figure.

Wen Lie's face turned pale, and the sweat on his back soaked the back sweater, and now he was blown by the cold wind, and it was even more cold to the bones.

One was wearing a morning glow, and the other retreated to the cliff. Then, Wen Lie closed his eyes, facing the dazzling and vigorous sunrise, and leaned back and quickly fell off the cliff like a geese.

Rather than let the other party do it, if he takes the lead, at least he will have less pain.

Who could have imagined that just going out to travel could make him run into a group of poachers, so that he was still on the way to flee, driving him to a dead end.

The whole body was covered with large and small wounds that made it difficult for him to stay awake during a rapid fall. Wen Lie clearly knew that even if he managed to escape in the hands of this group, he would die in a harsh environment in all likelihood.

However, when he thinks of how the grandfather, who is thousands of miles away, would have been wounded if he learns of his death, Wen Lie's breathing suddenly hurried, blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, and the wooden sign in his hand was cracked and blood stained. Sprinkled dripping on it, it condensed into a dark red blood scab in an instant, blending with the lacquered wooden sign.

He would rather sleep here forever and "disappear", than the old man who depended on each other to learn the truth and send black hair for nothing.

The body was getting colder and colder, Wen Lie was full of despair and unwillingness in his heart, but finally gradually closed his eyes.

The moment he opened his eyes, what he saw in his eyes almost made Wen Lie think that he was rescued from a catastrophe.

It was just the sudden pain of the brain and the vague and unfamiliar images in his mind that made Wen Lie shocked to discover that he was really dead, but he was lucky enough to be born in another body. He survived in another way, simple That said, he passed through.

Crossed to the orc world.

This is an unbelievable world. Orcs and non-orcs acted as men and women he knew well and thrived on this primitive land.

Orcs can change their forms and hunt in animal forms. Humans are also tall and strong, and their power is far more powerful than the number of non-beasts who cannot be transformed into beasts.

Non-orcs are responsible for reproduction and reproduction. They are delicate and weak. They are fed by the orcs in the tribe like a canary, and will not easily set foot in the outside world.

Information explosion in modern society, others are active and like extreme sports, so I have met many friends, and have been popularized by a friend who loves the same kind of "common sense", so there is no big obstacle to acceptance, just the original owner of the body He felt very helpless about being a non-orc.

Anyone who is dying with good fortune travels only to find that Welfare Candy is carrying a knife and mistaken his gender. It is estimated that he will not feel good in his heart.

Soon he didn’t have time to think about it. The cold and hunger attacked him. Wen Lie smiled bitterly and found out that the shell he had just gotten was also in exhausted physical condition, which was slightly better than him, probably. The body is still intact, and there are no large or small wounds to bleed.

He woke up lying on a hard animal skin, looking around from the animal skin, besides a pile of animal skins under him, there was a stone pot set up with stones not far away, and a piece of the ground beside him was not bad. There were a few stone bowls on the clean animal skins, plus a small pile of small animal bones of unknown purpose, a few old and empty animal skin bags, two bone knives, and nothing else.

And the tent he was in was also shabby and crude. From his perspective, the top of the tent was round and the top was round, and the top was distributed in an umbrella shape. There was a one-foot-high space underneath that was propped up. The area was not large, only fourteen. About five square meters, because there is nothing, it also seems very empty.

As for the stock of grain, there is obviously nothing left.

His chest hurts like being run over by a boulder, and his head swells and hurts, with dizziness, but what makes him most uncomfortable is the abdomen. The ubiquitous dull pain is like an ant eroding flesh and blood. ignore.

Wen Lie tried to find out the cause of the shell injury, but found nothing.

I don't know why, the original body left him with very few memories, and the only thing is like a pot of porridge, and the information he can extract is really limited.

He exhaled a deep breath. Since he couldn't know the reason, Wen Lie was no longer meaninglessly entangled in the internal injuries of his body. After such a short period of time, it was just that he had learned the basic information while he was thinking about it. Let the body temperature drop a little bit.

Wen Lie didn't dare to delay, now finding food and solving food and clothing is the most important thing.

Although there was pain everywhere in his body, he climbed up from the cold animal skins, gathered the animal skins on his body, and did not feel any better. The skin exposed outside the animal skins was frozen stiff and dull.

The only memory tells him that it was the cold ice season outside, and the beasts moved in winter, and there was no grass.

The Lingbing season, which appears once every ten years, is a hotbed of death for countless people on this cruel and primitive orc continent.

The cold wind was hitting the tent, making a "grie" sound, which made people suspect that this unsturdy tent would be raised from the ground in the next second.

The snow in Lingbing season does not distinguish between day and night. I understand that it is futile to wait any longer. In addition, Wen Lie gritted his teeth and walked slowly to the entrance of the tent and opened the animal skin door to take a look. Feng Xue Suddenly it was scraped in wildly, with a biting coldness.

The animal skins, which had no effect on keeping warm from the cold, became even more hard as iron.

He had to turn around and put on another animal skin, ready to go out in the snow, to explore the situation outside, to see if he could find something to eat, although he had no hope of that.

Only after removing the top piece of the pile of animal skins, he found that underneath was a piece of animal skin with quite magnificent hair.

He moved in his heart, bent over to check, and touched it with his hand again, and understood why the original body didn’t spread it on top. Although the animal’s hair is long, it is thick and hard. It’s better to lie on it if you want someone to lie on it. Comfortable on the skin.

There is no memory of this animal in his mind, but this does not prevent him from thinking about the half-meter-long black hair.

He turned over seven or eight animal skins and found four of the same animal skins.

Wenlie was immediately happy, and the clueless plan of hunting for food also gave a little hope. He carefully placed the four animal skins on the other side, and then the animal skins wrapped tightly came out of the tent.

Out of the tent, Wen Lie took a general observation and found that the terrain of the tribe was quite good.

Because he is in a wide field of vision, climbing on a tall boulder, looking at it, you can see snowy peaks on the northernmost side, and a river from west to east is going down. Now it is frozen, and the ice is in the sky. Under the illumination of the two dim suns, icy rays of light were reflected. But it is not difficult to guess that when the weather gets warmer, the snow in the snow peaks melts and flows downwards into a spectacular scene of a river.

Obviously, this river is the source of water for the tribe.

Except for the north, the other three sides are covered with vast virgin forests. The primitive orcs who hunt for a living must regard them as a competition venue for the brave, and they have been proud of hunting fierce beasts for generations.

As for the surrounding tribes, near the northern peaks, the terrain is slightly lower, and the ground is gentle and open. During the construction of various tents, the ancient stone building at the foot of the mountain is the center, scattered on three sides, like an arch of stars. In the month, surrounded by stone buildings.

And the more you go to the south, the larger the arcs and the more the number of tents. On the contrary, the size of the tents gets smaller and the structure is simpler.

Obviously, this tribe has initially formed a primitive hierarchy.

Wenlie’s tent is at the southernmost end, and its status is self-evident.

Wen Lie didn't feel much about this. He was not the original body, and he would not feel sad about this situation. He was calm and walked slowly towards the woods just south.

He has seen it on the boulder. This forest is like a seat belt opened up by the orcs. It can't even count as the periphery of the forest, and the safety should not be too bad.

Not only on the south side, there are similar small forests on the other two sides.

It's just that it's Xiaolinzi, and the area is also terrifying for him.

He didn't want to go too far. He spent a while in the woods, enduring the pain and raging snow on his body, and slowly folded some branches of the bushes, gathered a bunch of branches, and finally heard a few birdsong. , Wen Lie stopped, and finally turned and walked back a little happily.

It was too cold outside, and the snow was four or five inches thick, and the feet wrapped in animal skins were completely unconscious.

Unexpectedly, when I went back, I saw two wolves in the woods, one gray and the other black, both skinny and skinny. One of the hind legs was folded back, obviously hurting the leg, and the other was half of the front leg missing.

That's it, Wen Lie didn't dare to take it lightly. In his current state, I am afraid that a rabbit can hit him to death. Wen Lie is about to be on guard to escape. Two wolves have found him, and the gray one is looking at him with eyes. With deep doubts and surprises in it, he actually said, "Wen Lie, why don't you stay in the tent?"

After asking this sentence, the wolf was silent. He knew Wen Lie's situation. In Ling Bingji, no one would want to come out when he was desperate.

The black wolf looked indifferent from beginning to end. Except for the first glance, he didn't focus on Wenlie. There were a small pile of lotus joints at his feet, each of which was inch long. The forearm is so thin that it looks like the rhizome of some kind of plant.

Wen Lie couldn't recognize the pile of things, but he could tell that these two orcs should have found this kind of thing to serve as food.

Yes, he realized that he was far away from modern life but in this unknown orc world. The two wolves were obviously orcs in the tribe, and they were disabled beasts in difficult situations, not beasts.

He stared at the pile of food on the ground, his stomach rolled and screamed uncontrollably, and his saliva did not fill his entire mouth under his control, which made him feel ashamed.

Because of the experience of an orphan, he is not a child who has not suffered hardship, but since his grandfather adopted him, how many years have passed, although life is not rich, hunger and cold has never been like now, like death tightly choking his room for survival .

The dilemma of not being able to find food is really the first time in my life.

It may be that his gaze was too eager, and the black wolf finally looked over, still silent, but the indifference in his eyes was enough to force people to retreat.

Seeing by those unmotivated tan eyes, Wen Liergen slowly burned.

The gray wolf looked at the black wolf, then looked at Wen Lie, and finally said to the black wolf: "Mo?"

The black wolf turned his head and said, "Let's go."

The Grey Wolf Grid stopped talking, and their life was not easy, they had not eaten for five days, reaching the limit of an orc. Today, the roots of these thorns flowers were hard to find. For the orcs with a huge appetite, they would not even be able to squeeze their teeth. Moreover, Mo discovered these things at first, and he has no right to dispose of them.

What's more, they still have a little guy to feed.

In such a harsh environment, compassion and sympathy are superfluous.

Deep down in Ge's heart, he didn't want anyone to share their share of the pie, but he just called Wen Lie in surprise, and because the other party was a non-orc, the orc's desire for protection in his bones made him hesitate.

But it's just that, in the face of life-threatening cruel nature, everything except food becomes no longer important.

The two were about to leave, but Wen Lie stopped them, "Wait a minute! I have a way to find food, I can share some of you at that time, as long as..." Wen Lie licked his lips helplessly, "As long as you lend me a little food."

A non-orc who is sick, weak, and hungry is worse than their state. If he says this in such weather, an orc will sneer and dismiss it, as is Mohege.

But it is also uncertain whether it is the extreme desire for food, or the eager black eyes of the non-orcs emit light that makes them unable to bear to refuse. The subconscious rejection is blocked at the throat, and they pause for a moment.

Wen Lie stared at them closely. Seeing this, he immediately seized the opportunity and said: "I just walked in the woods and found some migratory birds inside. I can make a bird net to catch birds... If you accumulate less, you can at least fill your stomach."

The black wolf finally turned around and glanced at him again.

After hearing a meal, "I just lack the bait for bird catching, so I want to borrow some food from you first."

He was a little worried that the person opposite would not believe him, and described a bird he happened to see, "There is a bird whose tail is very beautiful, with bright red and blue colors. Although I didn't see it too clearly, it seems that it is not small and worth seeing. catch."

Ge heard it, and immediately said: "It's a bird."

The bird is named because the chirping sound resembles "cuckling". The feathers are all gray except the tail, and the tail feathers are red and blue. They are bright in the sun. They are very beautiful, good at flying, greedy, and gluttonous. , Is a common migratory bird in orc tribes.

Mo did not speak.

Birds are very good at flying, and it is difficult for them to catch the terrestrial orcs. In fact, they are not just flying birds, but also other birds. They are rarely able to catch them. In addition, these birds are small in size. , Can not satisfy the huge appetite of the orcs, the people in the tribe have never caught the attention of these birds.

So he doubted Wen Lie's ability to catch it.

Ge didn't believe it either, and thought Wen Lie was for the food in their hands.

The black wolf lost interest again and continued to move forward. The missing front legs could not hinder his agility in the slightest, and the light in Wen Lie's eyes slowly dimmed.

But there weren't many surprises, only secretly figuring out whether he could borrow something to eat from others when he went back for a while.

But in the next second, a surprised color burst into his eyes.

I saw the black wolf leaning sideways and using the sharp claws on the other intact front leg to hook a sparse series of thorn flower roots. The front body rose into the air in an instant, sending them to Wen Lie's body, his voice was cold and cold. With a hint of warning: "Only this."

He said he left.

Wen Lie stood in the cold wind for a while, only then with a complicated mood picked up the rhizomes of unknown plants on the ground, folded some branches along the way, and walked back to his tent.

Although the attitude of the black wolf was indifferent throughout, Wen Lie was not a person who didn't know what was good or bad. He was grateful and decided to have a chance in the future and must find a way to repay them.

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