Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

Everything I can see is a lonely grayish-yellow.

The sky is unnaturally blue, faintly cast with a pale yellow shadow, the sun is also vaguely visible; the wind can be felt around, but the wind makes people feel very uncomfortable, obviously not too strong , I can feel a slight pain when I blow it on my skin.

The ground remains the same as its original topography, but the water sources have all dried up, and the vegetation is only occasionally dark brown withered wood, which will become fragments with a touch of it.

Occasionally, he can step on the bones of beasts that were too late to escape before. The flesh and blood on their bodies has long been weathered and clean, if they have been baptized for a long time.

Those bones have become very crisp, even the strongest skull, when stepped on it lightly, it will "crash" like a shriveled watermelon.

Lu Wei squatted down, picked up half of a horn from the ground, and smashed the seemingly sturdy horn with light pressure with both hands.

"The destructive power of God's punishment is too strong." Lu Lin dropped the empty horns, kicked the dry sand on the ground, and sighed, "If it weren't for your life force, it would be hard to imagine nature. How to solve the divine punishment by itself."

Any life and life-derived substances have all been taken out of the internal matter, and even the air feels chest pain when breathing.

The big lion turned into a human form, and naturally stretched out his hand to take the backpack on Lu Er's back: "Let's rest."

Lu Er untied the straps of the backpack obediently, took out an animal skin blanket from the bag and placed it on the ground, took out two more cups, took off the glove of his right hand, and received two cups of spiritual water.

The spiritual water contains energy, which can replenish their lost physical strength.

If it weren't for Lingshui's inability to eliminate hunger, they don't even need to carry plant seeds to satisfy their hunger.

"It's been ten days since we entered God Punishment Wasteland, and it feels like we've run a long way." Lu Yan took a sip of spiritual water, moistened his chapped lips, and handed another cup to the horn. He drew a few lines with his fingers on the sand on the ground, "Not only did he find nothing, he didn't even encounter a foreign race."

Jiao was also very puzzled about this. After taking the cup and drinking it in one breath, he agreed, "I also think it's a little weird."

In his vision, there may be aliens patrolling everywhere in the God's Punishment Wasteland, and even a few steps can find a stronghold where the aliens gather-the aliens will turn so many normal lands into the God's Punishment Wasteland. Is it empty to play, right?

Lu Yan looked up at the direction of the sun and touched his chin: "Could it be that we are in the wrong direction?"

They decided to go in the direction of the sun at the beginning, inferred from the earliest record of divine punishment in the altar tribe.

According to the memory of the old sacrifices and the remaining records, the earliest divine punishment appeared in the direction of the noon sun of the altar tribe.

So they also set out in this direction, hoping to discover something.

The person whom the voice asked them to save is likely to be in the foreign race's hometown, and the place where the foreign race's hometown is most likely to be is where God's Punishment was first born.

If they are thinking in the wrong direction, it will be difficult to find the right place by the wrong way.

But now they have no other references.

Lu Lin sighed, "Go ahead and try it out."

Although the speed of corner running is fast, it is very small compared to the whole world.

Running on such a quiet earth, Lu Er sometimes has the illusion that there are only two of them left in the whole world.

After entering this withered yellow world, Lu Yan couldn't see other colors, and sometimes felt that his eyes were almost blind, so he had to look at the corners as much as possible to ensure that his eyes were functioning normally.

The horns are so cute.

He has known Lu Er for so long, and he has never had such a time-his Asian beast has put all his attention on him, will look at him from time to time, and sometimes even bury his face in his arms. in.

There were no orcs or sub-beasts or wild beasts around, no other furry to share Lu Er's attention.

This greatly satisfied Horn's possessiveness and made him feel full of excitement all the time.

At night, I was much more enthusiastic than usual.

Lying on the animal skin blanket, Lu Er pushed away his horned chest a little unbearably: "I have to hurry tomorrow, don't go too far."

It has been three times, and he feels that his body is about to fall apart, and there is still the aftermath of uncontrolled happiness on him.

Entering the wasteland of God's Punishment these days, Lu Lin discovered a change in his body-the physique that could quickly regain energy after a fierce battle before seemed to slowly disappear, and it took a long time for the presumptuous one to be relieved.

This inversely confirmed his guess: In the past, his body recovered so quickly, not because of the special physique of the sub-beast, but because the "things" with the horns in his body contained rich vitality.

Now that the life force is dealing with the damage to his body from the wasteland of God's punishment, the exhaustion in this area is slow to recover.

Therefore, Lu Yan did not dare to let the angle go too far.

In case of encountering an enemy, his body cannot be kept intact and it will be very dangerous.

Jiao still has some meaning, but he also knows the severity, so he lay down and hugged Lu Er, rubbing his head against him: "Lu Er, I'm so happy."

"What are you happy about?"

"I am glad that no one disturbs us."

Because Lu Er brought too much knowledge with him, whether it was a redwood tribe or a **** altar tribe, there were always a large number of people coming to ask Lu Er; after Lu Er gave birth to three cubs, they had not many two-person worlds. It is also occupied by three children, and usually affection must take into account whether the children are asleep.

Although Lu Lin gritted his teeth and refused to make a sound, and his face flushed red was cute, but Jiao also wanted to see Lu Lin completely relaxed and indulged.

It's not that he doesn't love these cubs, it's just that what he loves most is his only companion.

Knowing what Jiao meant, Lu Yan turned around and touched Jiao's face: "A person as old as you is still jealous with the children."

Jiao hugged him tightly and muttered, "You're jealous no matter how old you are."

Lu Wei laughed and patted his chest: "Help me clean my body."

The horns were naturally very happy. They got up and brought the water bags they had filled in advance during the day. They helped Lu Ling to clean up his body seriously, and he also cleaned himself briefly. Then he became a fluffy lion and lay down on Lu Ling. Around.

Lu Wei turned around and let himself get under the big lion's belly.

The night of God's Punishment Wasteland was a bit cold, and it was very comfortable to sleep under the warm belly of the big lion.

...

After advancing for a few days, they discovered a tribal ruins.

When the divine punishment eroded, many tribes were forced to leave their homes. In the world of divine punishment, it was discovered that the tribal ruins were also within Lu Lin's expectation.

The tribe seemed to be migrating very hastily, and most of its things were left behind without taking away. Under the divine punishment, only a few broken pieces of animal skins and the like were left, and only some stone tools and bone tools remained in their original appearance.

Lu Er also saw some bones that were obviously not animals in the place that looked like the remains of the tent.

He stood in front of the bones with a heavy face.

The skeleton was speechless, only looking at him quietly with a hollow hole.

Jiao also noticed this side, walked over and saw the bones were slightly startled, and then sighed: "It should be an old man left in the tribe."

If the tribes move tightly, some people with limited mobility will be abandoned.

Elderly orcs or sub-beasts who have almost lost their hunting ability bear the brunt.

These old people have also become accustomed to this situation-they were forced to abandon other people when they were young, and now it is just their turn.

They couldn't escape either, they simply stayed in their own homes, quietly waiting for the divine punishment to spread, and bit by bit swallowed their little life force.

Lu Er has now fully integrated into the orc world, naturally knowing that this situation was common before.

It's just understanding to understand, accepting or not is another matter.

Besides, they shouldn't have died here like this.

Whether for centripetal force or other reasons, orc tribes will not abandon their tribes for no reason, and even some tribes will not abandon people who have lost the ability to obtain food as a last resort.

If it weren't for divine punishment, maybe this tribe could still live here, and when the agricultural popularization plan of the altar tribe and the redwood tribe was implemented here, it would give them new life.

After all, the physique of the orcs is much stronger than that of the humans on earth. In Lu Er's view, the "lost hunting ability" in their concept has a lot to do to feed themselves, and they will definitely not hinder others.

Sigh, they still carefully surveyed the clues in this tribe.

"Judging from the poses of the orcs, the direction from which the gods are punished should be over there." Lu Lin pointed in a direction.

It must be uncomfortable to watch God's punishment swallowing oneself, some people choose to run away with their backs, and some people choose to face it. These postures all proved the direction of God's punishment.

There is a slight deviation between that direction and the direction of the midday sun.

Jiao agreed with Lu Er's view: "Let's look in that direction."

Lu Er simply made a grave for a few bones, bowed slightly, turned his head and prepared to leave.

The horn turned into a big lion in advance, and he just got down to let Lu Er ride up, suddenly got up, his eyes sharpened sharply, and made a hostile move.

Lu Yan also reacted, grasping the crossbow around his waist--the arrows on the crossbow had been replaced with dried purple hemp tips. Although shooting ordinary beasts was no deterrent, it was definitely a great weapon for foreign races.

Before they came to God to punish the wasteland, they made a lot of preparations, and weapons were no exception.

A strange orc turned out from behind the hillside over there, and walked openly, not afraid of Lu Ling and the horns of the sword, a thick dark green in his eyes, his tone was very familiar, as if he had known them for a long time: "Should you say that you are brave? You are so lonely and deep... Is this your intention to dedicate your life to me?"