In the blood-reeking Horde, even the weeds beside the shacks seemed invigorated by the nutrients they had received. The stagnant rainforest wind swirled endlessly with a foul stench, while the cries of unknown beasts echoed from the distant darkness.
Time was limited. The smell of blood here would soon attract predators, so without a word, he packed up and took away the fewer than one hundred rifles, intending to hand them over to Adjutant for study once they returned.
He recognized the things that powered those weapons. Within those small spheres wrapped in hollowed-out metal patterns, that streak of blue was unmistakably Cosmic Energy.
Storing Cosmic Energy inside spherical "batteries" to power firearms was basically helping the monkeys cross the threshold of using cosmic energy. It was undoubtedly Black Technology.
However, the guns were painted white, so they probably were not Nuwali creations. Everything the Nuwali made was gold and red.
Could it be Fortisquian technology? It was possible.
But if their technology was scattered among all the tribes, and even a few random weapons involved Cosmic Energy, then there was no imagining just how insane they had been back then. The danger level of this place had risen again.
What an interesting place. Su Ming folded his arms and chatted idly with Monark.
Since Ulysses and the others were all injured, their search was not particularly fast. Before they could finish their work, the rainforest beasts found them first.
As leaves and bushes rustled, pairs of golden eyes gradually lit up in the shadows of the woods beyond the tribe's settlement, looking like clusters of tiny lightbulbs.
"We have company. Probably small dinosaurs."
Su Ming pulled out his gun. Guns were more convenient for dealing with beasts.
The eyes of cold-blooded creatures were generally golden, while warm-blooded animals could