"Ahe, what have you done? Come back quickly, it's time to go!"
In the Great Lake Village team, a mature man with a weathered face saw the honest young man next to Jiang Ping An leaving the team without permission. He immediately straightened his face and shouted at him at the top of his lungs, with a hint of anger and urgency in his voice.
The honest young man Shi Da He shrank his neck, like a child who had done something wrong, smiled sheepishly at Jiang Ping An, lowered his voice and said quickly:
"Dad called me, I... I should go back."
He paused, seemed to think of something, and hurriedly added, pointing his finger to the east:
"My name is Shi Da He. If you have lost your memory and don't know where to go and have no food to eat, you can go all the way east from here. Our village is over there, close to a big lake. It is easy to recognize."
After finishing speaking, Shi Da He did not dare to delay any longer. He exerted force with his feet and his strong body exploded with amazing jumping power. After a few ups and downs, he jumped back into Great Lake Village's team.
As soon as he stood firm, he was grabbed by his father Shi Da Hu, and his big hand like a leaf fan ruthlessly knocked on his head several times, making a dull sound.
"You bastard! Who told you to talk to strangers? Ah?"
Shi Da Hu glared and scolded in a low voice, with a stern look on his face, "Do you know who he is? Which tribe he is from? Is he good or bad? What should I do if I get into trouble? You kid, why don't you have a long memory?"
The more he talked, the angrier he became, especially when he thought of his son's actions just now, he felt even more distressed and physically aching:
"Also! Do you know how precious the herb you gave him is? It is a treasure that can nourish the soul! It took us a lot of effort to pick such a herb! It would be better for you to just give it to an outsider of unknown origin!"
In this dangerous primitive wilderness, the experience and lessons of survival have long been engraved in the bones of Shi Da Hu. Keeping distance from strangers is one of the basic principles for survival.
This stupid son, with his simple mind, actually gave the precious medicinal herbs to the other party, which made him anxious and angry.
Shi Da He grinned after being beaten, but he didn't dare to dodge. He just raised his hand to rub his aching head and muttered an excuse in a low voice:
"I... I don't think he is a bad person..."
"Feeling?"
Shi Da Hu was so angry that he almost couldn't breathe. He pointed at his son's nose and said, "If your feeling is so accurate, come on, come on, let me feel it. Will you be hungry tonight?"
Shi Da He Hearing this, he immediately closed his mouth tightly and lowered his head.
He felt that if he dared to talk back again, he might go hungry.
Shi Da Hu Seeing that his son was finally honest, he snorted loudly, raised his hand and slapped him on the back of the head gently, then turned around and waved to the other tribesmen, saying in a deep voice:
"Let's go! Get out of here immediately. Those guys Black Mountain Tribe are hunting nearby. There are few of us, so don't conflict with them. Hunt somewhere else. The old and young in the village are still waiting for us to bring food back."
Great Lake Village's team did not dare to stay. They faced the blazing rays cast by the ten scorching suns in the sky and moved quickly towards the dense forest in the distance.
There are many prey in the forest, and a single page is even more dangerous.
In this ignorant and primitive era, most villages and tribes have not yet mastered the Divine Art mentality.
They still follow the most ancient instinct, by eating the flesh and blood of the powerful Fierce Beast, and devouring the spiritual creatures of heaven and earth. This is the most direct way to obtain the huge energy needed to maintain life and strengthen themselves.
Jiang Ping An stood on the top of the mountain, looking at the retreating figures of Great Lake Village's team, feeling slightly touched in his heart.
He really wanted to thank Shi Da He for the gift of [Golden Grain Soul Grass].
This magical medicine will be of great help to his next divine Soul Cultivator refinement.
However, he also saw that Shi Da He's team, especially his father, was very wary and wary of this stranger who suddenly appeared.
If you rush to catch up now, you may not be able to express your gratitude, but may also cause unnecessary trouble and misunderstanding.
What's more, he has nothing to offer now. Except for [Golden Grain Soul Grass], which he just got and hasn't warmed up yet, he doesn't have much to offer to repay the other party's kindness.
"After a period of time, I will get a little familiar with the environment here, find a way to hunt down a few powerful Fierce Beast, and send them over to them to repay this favor."
Jiang Ping An was thinking silently in his heart.
Perhaps it was because this world was so simulated that the mountains, rivers, creatures, and even people's expressions and emotions were all so lifelike that he subconsciously almost forgot that Shi Dahe and the others were all fake.
There is no time to think too much about other things now. The most important thing right now is to immediately absorb and refine the medicinal power of this precious [Golden Grain Soul Grass] in your hand.
How long this world of consciousness generated by the mutation of animal skins can last is completely unknown.
It is very likely that it will collapse and dissipate in the next moment, or it may continue to operate like a real world for several years, or even longer.
You must seize the time, take advantage of this world before it disappears, and increase your divine power as much as possible! Soul Force!
He took one last look at the bottom of the mountain. The huge Six-Eyed Demon Spider was already dying under the siege of the Black Mountain Tribe people, and it let out an unwilling whine.
Jiang Ping An stopped staying, swayed, cast <Shadow Kill Technique>, and quietly escaped towards the mountains away from the battlefield.
Shortly after he left, a burst of excited cheers came from the valley.
The warriors of the Black Mountain Tribe finally worked together to kill the fierce Six-Eyed Demon Spider.
The huge spider corpse fell to the ground with a crash, spraying dust all over the sky.
They happily gathered around, took out their rough but sharp stone knives, Bone Blade, and prepared to start dividing this huge trophy.
Such a huge Six-Eyed Demon Spider is enough for their entire tribe to enjoy for a long time, so they don't have to worry about food for the time being.
However, when they struggled to cut open the abdominal carapace of Six-Eyed Demon Spider, the scene in front of them stunned everyone.
I saw that inside Six-Eyed Demon Spider's huge abdominal cavity, the flesh and blood that should have been plump and tight, containing rich energy and blood energy, were now turned into puddles of meaty mud exuding a strong fishy smell!
These dark green meat pastes look very disgusting, and they are still squirming slightly, which is disgusting.
The man who was closest subconsciously reached out to see what was going on.
"Chi~"
As soon as the fingertips touched the dark green flesh, a slight corrosion sound sounded, followed by a puff of white smoke.
"Ah!"
The man suddenly let out a shrill scream and retracted his hand as if he was electrocuted.
The finger that he had touched just now, along with half of his palm, were corroded and melted away in the blink of an eye, leaving only a bare, blackened section of his wrist!
"Ah! My hand! My hand!!"
The injured man held his residual arm and rolled on the ground in pain, his voice heartbreaking.
"Don't even touch this meat! Back off! Back off quickly! It's dangerous!"
When the leader of the Black Mountain Tribe saw this horrifying scene, his face suddenly changed and he reacted very quickly. He immediately let out a deafening roar to warn all the clan members.
When everyone saw the miserable condition of their companions, they were so frightened that they stepped back repeatedly.
Someone panicked and threw the weapon he had just used to chop the spider corpse on the ground, fearing that he would also be in danger.
"What's going on? Why... how can these meats be so corrosive?" a young soldier asked with a trembling voice and no color on his face.
"Did the poison sac in Six-Eyed Demon Spider's body be broken? Did the venom flow out?"
"Impossible!"
An experienced old hunter immediately denied it. He frowned and stared at the continuously flowing dark green meat:
"I have also participated in hunting Six-Eyed Demon Spider before. Although their body fluids are poisonous, it is by no means so terrifying! At most, it will make the skin red, swollen and fester, and it will never corrode all the flesh and bones instantly!"
Everyone stared at the minced meat in front of them with lingering fear.
Broth continuously flowed out from the cracks in the spider's body and fell to the ground, making a squeaking sound.
For a moment, there was silence, except for the uncontrollable painful moans of the injured echoing in the air.
Black Mountain Tribe leader, with a gloomy face, gritted his teeth and said, "It's probably the white-haired man who stood above the spider just now who did it!"
"He must have injected something extremely sinister into Six-Eyed Demon Spider's body before we arrived!"
"I just want to understand now why this Six-Eyed Demon Spider, which is famous for its defense and vitality, struggled so weakly just now!"
Someone looked at the Six-Eyed Demon Spider in front of them and turned into rotten flesh. They were so distressed that they gasped. "Chief, can we still... find a way to deal with this meat before eating it?"
"Eat? If you want to die, you can try it now!"
Black Mountain Tribe leader glanced coldly at the tribesman who asked the stupid question, and his tone was bone-chilling.
He took a deep breath, suppressed the anger in his heart and the depression of losing the prey, and decisively ordered:
"Cut off the eight legs and the hardest mouthparts of this beast. These parts should not be contaminated and can be taken back to be made into weapons and tools."
"As for all this rotten meat, leave it all here."
He glanced at the pool of dark green corrosion with disgust.
"Oh, all this effort was in vain."
"It's really unlucky. Originally, with this Six-Eyed Demon Spider, our tribe could at least rest peacefully for a whole month without having to go out hunting every day..."
"Don't let me meet that bastard who destroyed our prey again! Otherwise, I will use this stone pickaxe to smash his head to pieces!"
The soldiers of the Black Mountain Tribe cursed, endured their nausea and disappointment, and began to disassemble the valuable parts of Six-Eyed Demon Spider.
My heart was full of resentment towards the white-haired man, and I kept this account firmly in mind.
At the same time, Jiang Ping An was already hundreds of miles away.
He used <Shadow Kill Technique> with all his strength and quickly traveled through the dense primitive jungle and rolling mountains.
Along the way, he met many powerful Fierce Beast.
There are giant birds with wingspan that covers the sky, and feathers that are as cold as metal, passing by overhead; there are behemoths lurking in the turbid swamp, with only a pair of cold vertical pupils showing; there are also groups of predators with exposed fangs and fierce breaths Fierce Beast...
In this wild era, which is like the beginning of the world, all kinds of powerful alien species are rampant, and the law of the weak and the strong is interpreted to the extreme.
As long as the creatures that can survive and reproduce in this cruel environment, there are almost no weak ones. They are all powerful beings with terrifying Talent and abilities.
He saw several magical herbs from a distance that exuded an alluring luster and powerful energy fluctuations.
Some are red all over, like burning flames; some are surrounded by colorful rays of light, filled with dense air; and some have baby-shaped strange fruits, exuding a refreshing fragrance...
However, these magical medicines are all protected by powerful beasts.
Jiang Ping An resisted the temptation and did not touch these magical medicines easily, so they chose to go around.
Finally, he found a relatively secluded and safe place, a steep cliff towering into the clouds.
The mountains here are steep, the rocks are exposed, and the view is wide, making it difficult to be attacked by the large Fierce Beast.
He selected a leeward cliff, ran the Divine Power, and used both hand and knife to dig out the cave abode for temporary shelter.
What made him once again marvel at the richness of this "Ancient God Realm" was that as soon as he dug into it, a large area of extremely high-quality, impurity-free God Source Stone veins was exposed behind the hard rock formation!
These God Source Stone are crystal clear, and contain pure and majestic Divine Power inside. Its quality is almost difficult to see in later generations, and it is a legendary product.
Jiang Ping An was not polite and included these exposed high-quality God Source Stone into his own Devouring Space.
In this world of consciousness, his second consciousness is also simulated to be extremely real. Fighting and performing Divine Art also consume Divine Power.
These God Source Stone can be used as a supplement.
He did not have time to mine ore on a large scale here, so after digging out a simple cave abode that was enough to accommodate one person's activities, he immediately placed several simple Barriers at the entrance of the cave to hide and isolate the atmosphere to prevent it from being perceived by the outside world.
After doing all this, he sat cross-legged in the middle of cave abode, took out a few golden seeds from the plant [Golden Grain Soul Grass], and threw them directly into his mouth.
Then close your eyes, concentrate and calm down, and start to run the technique with all your strength, refining the pure soul energy contained in it.
Most of the resources simulated in this world, such as those God Source Stone and those top-level weapon refining materials, he cannot truly bring back to the real world.
Only these rare divine objects that can directly act on the soul and nourish consciousness Origin can produce effects that can be fed back to the ontology in the real world through the connection between Second Soul and the ontology!
However, the soul enhancement obtained by Second Soul using the magic medicine in this world is not exactly the same as the effect that the main body finally receives in reality.
After several attempts and comparisons, he found that the body in the real world can probably receive about one-fifth of the actual medicinal effect of [Golden Grain Soul Grass].
In other words, Second Soul increases by ten points Soul Force, and the main body can only get two points.
Even so, Jiang Ping An is still happy.
You know, in this wild primitive world, there are still many top-notch magical medicines!