Chapter 345 New World (Congratulations to the Leader of ヒロハル!)

Above the blue sky, a big sun hangs high.

The incandescent light fell, glaring and dazzling, Fang Yuan squinted his eyes, stretched out his right hand to block it, and immediately cast a shadow.

Surrounded by birds and flowers, there is a fragrance of green grass.

The softness under his body made him sure that his body was lying on the grass.

"Yuan!"

A distant call kept approaching, turning into the figure of a young girl.

She was wearing clothes made of animal skin and thatch, which could only cover half of her body, revealing her slender arms and thighs. Because of the frequent exposure to the sun, the skin on her body showed a very healthy wheat color. The whole person was like a female leopard, smooth , Elegant, sexy, and with a hint of danger.

"Yuan? Are you calling me?"

Fang Yuan stood up, and a series of memories immediately emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness:

"Tribe... Clan... Warrior... Yuan! Is this my new identity?"

As soon as his consciousness moved, Fang Yuan saw himself from another perspective.

It was a young man about twenty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tall and burly figure, wearing animal skins, and a bronze sword pinned to his waist.

Well, this world is still very young. The human races on the land live in tribes, and even all kinds of craftsmanship are very backward, with an ancient and wild atmosphere. Although it is only a bronze sword, it already represents a great status. It is a tribe. Only the samurai in the world are eligible to be equipped, a member of the powerful fighters.

"You're hiding here and being lazy again!"

The female leopard-like girl climbed up the hillside, and Qiong's nose moved, looking very dissatisfied.

"Aha..."

Fang Yuan stretched, turned over and got up: "What's the matter? Wei?"

Even the names of the human races in this world are mostly monophonic. It has to be said that they have some ancient characteristics.

"The tribal leader held a meeting, let's go!"

The girl named Wei urged: "Because of the flood, we may have to move for the third time..."

"Flood? Okay, I'll go right away!"

As a soldier, he had the obligation to protect his homeland. Fang Yuan brushed away the grass clippings from his hair and took a big step: "Let's go!"

The girl followed, and the two ran like a gust of wind. Their physical strength was unbelievably strong, which shocked Fang Yuan secretly.

Originally, the quality of the human race in Dagan World was already very high, but this world is obviously even better. Almost adult men and women can tear tigers and leopards apart. This is not because the world is superior, but just because of the harsh conditions. An instinctive choice to survive.

'This is equivalent to three times the vitality of the original 150 years, so the life span of these ancestors is generally very short, and it is considered a long life to live to 50 years old! '

Fang Yuan looked at the young girl Wei's body full of vitality, and a trace of sadness flashed in his eyes: "Are the ancestors? Overcoming thorns and thorns, the fire of civilization... It's a pity that we just met us when we just developed, and we don't know whether it's a blessing or a curse... ..."

Under the hillside is their tribe - Shangyang.

The houses made of thatch and stones, as if they would fall down when the wind blows, are scattered, probably forming the appearance of a small village, and there is another farmland around, planting corn, which is still in the most primitive slash-and-burn hierarchy.

Men hunted, women picked, occasionally children helped or played in the fields, and there were very few elderly people, which also confirmed Fang Yuan's guess from the side.

"Yuan! I'm waiting for you!"

When a middle-aged man saw Fang Yuan, his eyes lit up, and he beat the leather drum in his hand vigorously.

It didn't take long for more than thirty people to gather and sit around the tribal leader's house.

The leader of the ancestors has a great responsibility, and because the clan is in the state of public ownership, there is not much private property, but the house is a circle larger, which is also for the purpose of discussion. At this time, everyone sat on the ground with a bonfire lit in the middle. There are still a lot of ropes hanging on the wall, with knots and various pictographs on them, as if they are decorations.

But Fang Yuan knew that this was all recorded information.

The ancients tied ropes to record events, and here it is the same. It has only developed a step, and words have appeared, but the old culture has not completely withdrawn from the stage of history.

"Everyone is here, so I must know that I came here to say something..."

A middle-aged man came to the field, this is the leader of the Xiangyang clan, Yang!

He is a middle-aged man in his thirties, with dark skin, scars on his body, and a red face, obviously at the peak of a man.

The leader of the ancestors must have enough force and rich experience to lead the tribe to survive in the dangerous environment!

Yang said at this time: "Recently... the river near us has swelled several times. I sent Wu Qian, who has the best water quality, to investigate. He reported that the water level of the river has risen as high as a person. If we don't move, it will flood. The river will flood our land and destroy our tribe in the next year!"

"Do you still want to move?"

Although there are men and women present here, they are all warriors or small leaders in the tribe, the real power level. At this time, they are a little hesitant when they hear the words: "To find a suitable place for us to live, there is no place occupied by wild beasts and other clans. It's not easy!"

"Relocating once, the family will consume a lot of energy!"

"But what if we don't move? To watch the floods come and destroy our homes and take our loved ones away?"

...

At this time, the tribe is using the public discussion system, even if Yang is the leader, he can't make a promise, and the people below immediately quarreled.

"Ahem..."

Seeing this, Yang waved his hands again to stop the fierce quarrel: "And...the most powerful tribe in the Central Plains—Xia, there will be an envoy coming to discuss the flood with us, Yuan! To welcome the envoy's mission, I'll leave it to you!"

"good!"

Suddenly being named, Fang Yuan was a little surprised, but he still agreed.

"As for the relocation, we will make a decision after seeing this messenger. Let's all go back!"

...

A thatched hut, surrounded by a fence, there is nothing inside except for a few animal skins and a bundle of straw.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan couldn't help but smile wryly: "Now... can I be regarded as a real destitute?"

At this time, he didn't care, took out the food allocated, there was half a hare, and a few wild fruits, he gnawed on the fruits, drilled wood to make fire, roasted the hare, and slowly tore the meat to eat.

"this world……"

While eating, information about this world keeps emerging:

"This world was named the 'Great World of Ancient Chen' by the Jiemeng. It is said that the power of the world is extremely abundant, but it is only under the Dagan World... Even, it is said that the saint leader of the Jiemeng at the beginning was also because he was in this world. Only by gaining great benefits can you become a saint immediately! Of course...it's just a legend."

"It's just that the subsequent information is very interesting. It is said that the saint came and possessed a tribal leader 'Gu', and fought with the witches of the Jiuli tribe. The Jiuli clan was fierce and brave, mining copper as soldiers, and the leader' Witches have three heads and six arms, bronze heads and iron foreheads, are invulnerable to swords and guns, eat gold and copper for a living, have the power to penetrate the heavens and the earth, and there are also great witches such as Feng Bo and Yu Shi in the tribe, who can stir up wind and rain."

"Originally, the Gu clan was about to be exterminated. The saint was not a saint at that time, but he was also powerful. He directly created nature, manifested powerful arms such as pterosaurs and fire spirits, beheaded Fengbo Yushi, and cut down Jiuli. The head of the leader Wu...the witch lost his head, and the blood that flowed out turned into a red maple forest, and he continued to dance with copper spears endlessly, and he died in seven days..."

As soon as he thought of this, Fang Yuan looked solemn.

"Shan Hai Jing Da Huang Bei Jing" has a cloud: "...Chi You sent troops to attack the Yellow Emperor, and the Yellow Emperor ordered Ying Long to attack the wilderness of Jizhou. Ying Long raised water. Chi You invited Feng Boyu to make heavy wind and rain. Huang Di is the next The celestial maid said that the rain had stopped, so she killed Chiyou!"

"Is it the similarity shared by civilizations, or is it Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?"

This vague similarity immediately caused Fang Yuan to have a subtle association: "Or... some kind of higher-level radiation mutagenesis?"

Of course, the recording of information does not stop there.

Gu successfully defeated the witch and became the co-lord of the world, and then abdicated.

Since then, it has been handed down to the seventh generation, and it has been in Xia's hands.

At this time, the water veins in the whole world were flooded, and the people were suffering unspeakably. Xia began to dredge the water veins and suppress the monsters in the world, so as to expand his power to the surroundings. Collecting gold from Kyushu and casting Jiuding means getting the destiny.

In fact, as a foreign dreamer, Fang Yuan knew it very clearly.

This so-called Xia is nothing but the possession of a saint from the World Alliance!

In other words, after Gu Feisheng, this saint came to the world for the second time to harvest!

"A world that has been deprived of its greatest benefits, and where dreamers continue to come..."

Fang Yuan's eyes were slightly dazed.

To put it simply, the reward for the first kill in this dungeon has already been taken away, and groups are constantly gathering monsters every day, so it is basically impossible to have any hidden rewards.

But it was because of this hidden similarity that he chose this world without hesitation.

"It seems...is it really not?"

A kind of sadness lingered in his heart immediately, making Fang Yuan a little depressed.

He quickly ate up the roasted rabbit, and strode out of the tribe.

"Attributes!"

As soon as the mind moves, new body data emerges:

"Name: Fang Yuan

Fine: 2 (48)

Gas: 2 (48)

God: 30 (60)

Occupation: Dream Soldier

Cultivation: Xu Sheng (???), Wu Zong (???)

Skill: Giant Eagle Iron Body Art [? ? ? ], Hundred Poisons Alchemy Body [? ? ? ], Eight Gates Sword Formation [? ? ? 】

Specialties: Medical Skills [Level 3], Planting Techniques [Level 5]"

"After all, it is a big world that has already been conquered. It is especially friendly to the dream masters of the Jiemeng, and it can retain half of its divine energy!"

"For the rest, I have solidified attributes, and I have recovered my peak strength, but it will only take a day or two..."

Fang Yuan came to the forest with deep eyes.

"Ho Ho!"

At this time, the grass on the opposite side stirred, and with the roar of a tiger, a saber-toothed tiger rushed out.

"The meat delivery man is here!"

Seeing this, Fang Yuan was not surprised but delighted.