The villain is invincible
Chapter 1954
Chapter 1954
If you don't disturb them every day, they will sleep underground for many years.
And most of the nutrients in this land have been absorbed by these sleeping bugs.
Every ten years, these sleeping bugs will rise to the surface, gather in some special areas, and carry out a rapidly scaling life of natural death, mating and reproduction.
After they die, a large number of corpses will be left behind, dyeing the land here even more red.
And it is precisely because of this indestructible and huge number of bugs.
Let the land contain only a few low brambles or barren shrubs.
Only a small part of the land is free of this red nematode, and the people who live here can't explain why.
It is precisely because this batch of red nematodes gave them enough living space and plantable land that the people here have room to breathe and live comfortably.
As for why the places where they live and the places where food is produced are not infested by this red nematode?
People who live in this land today don't understand it, and they attribute this situation to the favor of the natural god here.
Then many totems and gods they worshiped were derived from this.
This is also the reason why the soldiers in front told them to be careful and not to enter any unfamiliar tribes easily.
Due to the confusion of beliefs here, maybe any small behavior will cause dissatisfaction among the local tribes.
Give them the gods they believe in, the so-called code of conduct, which is even more impossible for others to understand.
There are too many rules and regulations, it is better not to go in.
Mai Fan looked at their local specialties and felt that his deal was worth it.
After getting more details from here, Mai Fan and the others are ready to pack up and set off.
There are not many people like them who set off directly with a map. Some of them are locals who have completed their transactions at the border and are about to return to their own tribe. To the inland merchants of the field.
They were traveling in the same direction, but no one asked to go together.
On the contrary, every team is full of vigilance, wishing to have a long distance before the next team will start.
This is the reaction when seeing people in the same direction as them, but they are not willing to be that special team. They started their journey 10 minutes after the last team set off.
Since there are no distinctive means of transportation in the area, and the unique means of transportation in the fifth area, and the people here do not allow them to cross the border, all people who go deep into this direction basically use their legs to walk.
Of course, some transported materials are also transported entirely by manpower.
Here, manpower may be somewhat stronger than the strength of the mules and horses outside.
As for the caravan that Mai Fan had been waiting for just now, a bunch of local red-skinned primitives pushed the car forward by themselves.
They wheeled loads of supplies on a very rare wheelbarrow.
That kind of unicycle is woven from a special kind of rattan.
The body is very large, the handlebars are thick, and on top of those heavy rattans, there are piles of sharp goods.
According to Mai Fan's visual inspection, the cargo in this truck weighs at least two to three hundred catties.
Such a heavy cargo can move forward normally with only one local person pushing it.
Calculated according to their return journey, this walking speed is seven days away from the nearest tribe.
But these people didn't feel how tiring they would be on the journey. Instead, they pushed the small car like a tiger, and Mai Fan, who was standing still, couldn't see the backs of this group of caravans after a while.
No wonder that people here only focus on exercising their own bodies.
They also never regarded Mai Fan, the six rather thin people, as a threat.
On the way, they also discussed whether the six of them would be regarded as another kind of target by this group of primitive people.
Because the six of them look easy to bully, they can look like people who can be robbed.
Several people set out on the road with a high degree of vigilance. After walking for about half a day, they realized that this kind of worry was really unnecessary.
Since the primitive people here are much faster and stronger than ordinary people, they were overtaken by at least two caravans when they did not use all their strength to rush.
When these caravans passed by the small group of Mai Fan, their eyes were very curious.
There are also many red-skinned primitive people in the team howling loudly at them, or gesturing provocatively.
But there is nothing like actually attacking them, or actively approaching them to rob or hurt them.
But where is it unclear to them is there an established reason for this behavior or something else?
But in the first half of their journey, it was relatively smooth.
As for the map that the conscientious person sold them, so far, all they know is the correct direction.
Because the road they are traveling on is solid black land.
This is like a black road that suddenly opened up in a red oil painting. It is quite strange to walk, but it is inexplicably safe.
On the red land grow twisted thorns and moss on the road, their color is as rusty red as the red strange insects under this land.
But on the black ground that Mai Fan and the others stepped on, some green sprouts could be seen.
It's just that the next road is a bit difficult, because these blacks are gradually eroded by red.
Section by section...then it is very likely that there will be no particularly obvious landmarks to point them out.
At this time, I can only judge my direction by relying on my own discrimination of direction and the degree of moisture of the soil under my feet.
Mai Fan used the diary to communicate at this time, but found that it was not only those high-tech weapons that were affected here, the signal between him and the diary was also intermittent, which was a short circuit like snowflakes.
So the kind of clear map he wants, the diary can't give it here.
Next, we can only rely on the rich experience beyond ordinary people to explore their upcoming direction.
But it doesn't matter, they are all experienced old hunters in their team.
At this time, the owner of the private kitchen became the pathfinder in their team.
After the black land disappeared, they began to walk cautiously.
As for the first lake, no trace has been found so far.
Now their imminent problem is finding a safe campsite.
(End of this chapter)
If you don't disturb them every day, they will sleep underground for many years.
And most of the nutrients in this land have been absorbed by these sleeping bugs.
Every ten years, these sleeping bugs will rise to the surface, gather in some special areas, and carry out a rapidly scaling life of natural death, mating and reproduction.
After they die, a large number of corpses will be left behind, dyeing the land here even more red.
And it is precisely because of this indestructible and huge number of bugs.
Let the land contain only a few low brambles or barren shrubs.
Only a small part of the land is free of this red nematode, and the people who live here can't explain why.
It is precisely because this batch of red nematodes gave them enough living space and plantable land that the people here have room to breathe and live comfortably.
As for why the places where they live and the places where food is produced are not infested by this red nematode?
People who live in this land today don't understand it, and they attribute this situation to the favor of the natural god here.
Then many totems and gods they worshiped were derived from this.
This is also the reason why the soldiers in front told them to be careful and not to enter any unfamiliar tribes easily.
Due to the confusion of beliefs here, maybe any small behavior will cause dissatisfaction among the local tribes.
Give them the gods they believe in, the so-called code of conduct, which is even more impossible for others to understand.
There are too many rules and regulations, it is better not to go in.
Mai Fan looked at their local specialties and felt that his deal was worth it.
After getting more details from here, Mai Fan and the others are ready to pack up and set off.
There are not many people like them who set off directly with a map. Some of them are locals who have completed their transactions at the border and are about to return to their own tribe. To the inland merchants of the field.
They were traveling in the same direction, but no one asked to go together.
On the contrary, every team is full of vigilance, wishing to have a long distance before the next team will start.
This is the reaction when seeing people in the same direction as them, but they are not willing to be that special team. They started their journey 10 minutes after the last team set off.
Since there are no distinctive means of transportation in the area, and the unique means of transportation in the fifth area, and the people here do not allow them to cross the border, all people who go deep into this direction basically use their legs to walk.
Of course, some transported materials are also transported entirely by manpower.
Here, manpower may be somewhat stronger than the strength of the mules and horses outside.
As for the caravan that Mai Fan had been waiting for just now, a bunch of local red-skinned primitives pushed the car forward by themselves.
They wheeled loads of supplies on a very rare wheelbarrow.
That kind of unicycle is woven from a special kind of rattan.
The body is very large, the handlebars are thick, and on top of those heavy rattans, there are piles of sharp goods.
According to Mai Fan's visual inspection, the cargo in this truck weighs at least two to three hundred catties.
Such a heavy cargo can move forward normally with only one local person pushing it.
Calculated according to their return journey, this walking speed is seven days away from the nearest tribe.
But these people didn't feel how tiring they would be on the journey. Instead, they pushed the small car like a tiger, and Mai Fan, who was standing still, couldn't see the backs of this group of caravans after a while.
No wonder that people here only focus on exercising their own bodies.
They also never regarded Mai Fan, the six rather thin people, as a threat.
On the way, they also discussed whether the six of them would be regarded as another kind of target by this group of primitive people.
Because the six of them look easy to bully, they can look like people who can be robbed.
Several people set out on the road with a high degree of vigilance. After walking for about half a day, they realized that this kind of worry was really unnecessary.
Since the primitive people here are much faster and stronger than ordinary people, they were overtaken by at least two caravans when they did not use all their strength to rush.
When these caravans passed by the small group of Mai Fan, their eyes were very curious.
There are also many red-skinned primitive people in the team howling loudly at them, or gesturing provocatively.
But there is nothing like actually attacking them, or actively approaching them to rob or hurt them.
But where is it unclear to them is there an established reason for this behavior or something else?
But in the first half of their journey, it was relatively smooth.
As for the map that the conscientious person sold them, so far, all they know is the correct direction.
Because the road they are traveling on is solid black land.
This is like a black road that suddenly opened up in a red oil painting. It is quite strange to walk, but it is inexplicably safe.
On the red land grow twisted thorns and moss on the road, their color is as rusty red as the red strange insects under this land.
But on the black ground that Mai Fan and the others stepped on, some green sprouts could be seen.
It's just that the next road is a bit difficult, because these blacks are gradually eroded by red.
Section by section...then it is very likely that there will be no particularly obvious landmarks to point them out.
At this time, I can only judge my direction by relying on my own discrimination of direction and the degree of moisture of the soil under my feet.
Mai Fan used the diary to communicate at this time, but found that it was not only those high-tech weapons that were affected here, the signal between him and the diary was also intermittent, which was a short circuit like snowflakes.
So the kind of clear map he wants, the diary can't give it here.
Next, we can only rely on the rich experience beyond ordinary people to explore their upcoming direction.
But it doesn't matter, they are all experienced old hunters in their team.
At this time, the owner of the private kitchen became the pathfinder in their team.
After the black land disappeared, they began to walk cautiously.
As for the first lake, no trace has been found so far.
Now their imminent problem is finding a safe campsite.
(End of this chapter)
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