Feather blades flying together

Chris was so hungry that his stomach was throbbing. He covered his stomach with one hand and beat it with the other. He went around three times in the small stone cave. The hole that leads to the cliff.

Standing three meters away from the entrance of the cave, you can feel the high-altitude wind. It is early in the morning, the sun has not risen, and you can see nothing in the distance except for the rolling sea of ​​clouds and a building exposed from the clouds in the far distance. arrive.

He could feel that the vision of this body was very good, and he could clearly see the veins of a small tree tens of meters away on the cliff wall.

With such vision, it is still impossible to see the slightest sign of human activities from the extremely high and extremely high building.The clouds are always thick, and it is impossible to judge the height of the body now.

The body is human, I don’t know what kind of social system it is, can climb to such a high place, there are towering buildings, is the technology very advanced...

Chris touched the immobilization device on his neck. It was like the kind of sleeve used to fix the neck of cervical patients in the hospital. It was wooden and very hard.

He could feel a huge burden bound by something on his back. The whole shoulder and back were numb and heavy, accompanied by continuous dull pain and occasional sharp pain like a needle prick. He couldn't clearly perceive whether it was the shoulder blade or where it was injured. up.

At the beginning, he tried to get off the huge burden, rubbed against the cave wall and almost passed out from the pain. The burden seemed to be connected with his flesh and blood. Without tools, it was better to keep it in its original shape .

The hands of this body are slender and slender, the skin is white and delicate, without any calluses, and there is no trace of being good at a certain skill. There is an extremely bright bracelet on the wrist, and the material cannot be judged.

Outside the extremely fine and smooth underwear on the upper body, I wore a vest-like garment that fit the shape of the body very well. I don’t know if it was to fix the wound or something. It was very tight and hard. Chris once tried to untie it. Above a certain angle, it hurts like hell, so I finally gave up.

The bottoms are wide trousers with tied feet, double-layered, the inner layer is light and smooth, and the outer layer is made of slightly thicker fiber fabric with clear texture.

The feet are wrapped in soft leather shoes, just like the hands, the delicate skin seems to have been soaked in milk. It is estimated that these feet have never walked more than one kilometer.

When Chris wakes up and can move, the first thing he does is to check his body. Except for the severe pain in his shoulders and back, he has only a few bruises all over his body. He is of good height. Although he is a little thinner, he is still a man. very good.

The dean said that when he woke up, he was teleported to the most suitable body in a strange world, so he knew very well that he was currently in another world.

It's just that since waking up in this cave on the top of the cliff, I have been hungry for a day and a night, and I haven't seen a single living creature.

If it weren't for his arm injury, he would definitely go down the rock climbing with his bare hands. The fear of heights can be overcome, rather than being stuck here and starving to death.

It can't be, the task is not progressing at all, and it will be starved to death and dried in the cave, right?It would be better to choose the spirit body to dissipate in the laboratory, at least die in a familiar place.

Now this body, this arm, if you climb one step down, you will probably fall down and fall into a pulp...

Chris sat down sadly on the grass bed deep in the cave. The thick grass mat was covered with a layer of thick fiber cloth like trousers as a bed sheet. It was very neat and tidy. finished prisoner.

I was so hungry that I couldn't bear it, and I wanted to chew some hay poles from the straw mat, after all, it was a plant, wasn't it?

Lifting the sheet, I unconsciously picked it twice, and found that the nails were very strong. Although I couldn't pick rocks, it was very useful to pick straw mats.

Chris’s eyes lit up, he had an idea, and the hunger in his stomach was relieved a lot. This grass mat, which is 1.5 meters wide and [-] meters long, and more than ten centimeters thick, should be able to extract a lot of grass stems, plus a bed sheet, maybe it can Weave yourself a rope and climb down.

After studying the weaving direction of the grass mat, Chris quickly found the place where one side was closed, picked it up with his nails, and quickly disassembled the grass stems.

By the time the sun rose and shone into the cave, and even the bottom of the cave was bright, Chris had already removed a corner, and there were piles of soft grass stalks piled up under his feet.

After dismantling his arm and shoulder blades for a while, the pain started again. He took a grass stalk and stood up to rest.

The stones at the entrance of the cave include stone pillars protruding from the ground, and there are also stalactite-shaped stones hanging upside down. They look like canine teeth, and there is no shortage of points for tying ropes...

While thinking about it and kicking the stone to see if it is strong, Chris was choked by a sudden whirlwind, and then pushed back by five steps and almost sat on the ground.

In the process of retreating, he subconsciously swung his arms to balance, as if he had stretched the wound again. For a while, his upper body was in severe pain, and cold sweat came down his forehead.

When he regained his breath, he found that the light in the cave had dimmed, and the doorway was covered by a huge shadow. Against the light, Chris blinked several times before he could see clearly, and couldn't help but gasp when he saw clearly Cool.

Damn, it's not human! !

What quantifier is appropriate?two?two?

A man and a woman stood at the entrance of the cave, both of them wore a coarse maroon vest and leggings.The woman has chestnut hair on the top of her head and pure white hair at the temples, holding a bundle.The man was half a head taller than him, with the same chestnut-brown and pure white hair at the temples, but with black sideburns, and was carrying a rattan box in his hand.

If you read correctly just now, after the two stood at the entrance of the cave just now, what they slowly folded were huge wings with maroon and black feathers? ! !

Birdman! !

Looking at the clothes, after all, it can't be the kingdom of angels, right?

Chris took a few breaths very lightly and slowly to relieve the pain in his body, waiting for the other party to react first.

The two men stood firmly at the entrance of the cave, folded their wings, took two steps in, put down the things in their hands, and then even stepped together, pressed the palms of their right hands to their hearts, bowed their heads and made a gesture that should be a salute.

Chris watched quietly, deciding not to make a sound.

After the woman saluted, she lowered her head and began to untie the bundle. First, she spread out a huge leaf, and then put a few small jars on it, some lancet cotton wadding and other things.

This is, you want to heal your wounds?

Chris vaguely knew what the huge fixed burden behind him was. He should be of the same kind as these people. He subconsciously glanced at his half-length hair. The clear blue-green color is different from them.

Do people in this world like to dye their hair or do they like bright colors?Birdman or something...

It seems that the origin of evolution is different from that of humans, so the differences in habits and social structure should be even greater.

As the woman spread out the things, Chris subconsciously took a step back and sat on the straw mat, and then realized that a corner of the mat had been removed by himself, and quickly kicked a pair of grass stalks into the corner with his feet. If you want to heal yourself, then it is more appropriate to stay in this place to heal your injuries, and it will be easier to go out and adapt when you are fully healthy, and the escape plan can be temporarily shelved.

The woman held up a small knife and used it to dip the liquid in one of the jars, as if she didn't notice the tattered straw mattress at all, she opened her mouth, "Please come to a brighter place."

Eh? !a big surprise!

can understand! !

It is definitely not the English and Chinese languages ​​commonly used by humans in the interstellar era, but they can understand it!Is it a benefit after crossing?

Chris suppressed his emotions, stood up slowly, walked to the woman, stood with his back to the hole, walked in and found that she was only up to his chest, and he was half a head taller than the man.

Looking at my clothes, it seems to be more upscale than theirs, and the gesture of saluting just now, so the status of this body is not low?

The woman walked half a circle around him, tried it with a knife, and gestured to the man next to him.

The man put the rattan basket beside him, came over neatly and knelt down on all fours.

From the woman's eyes and gestures, Chris comprehended what the other party wanted him to do. He was startled, and sat down on the man's flat back with a blank expression.He just sat down with a little strength, and found that it was very stable, and he sat down with all his weight unceremoniously.

The man was lying on the ground very steadily, without saying a word. Chris quietly looked at his side face expression from the corner of his eyes, very calm and flat, as it should be.

The woman cut off the bandage very neatly and removed the dirty bandage.

The moment they were all untied, Chris felt his back loosen and the wings spread out instinctively. Although his back was pulled and hurt, there was a wonderful feeling that he could command the wings as if he were using his own hands.

Wings habitually made an embracing movement, and the tip of the wings was brought to the front of the body to wrap Chris in it. He could see most of his wings clearly.

In the morning sun, there are strands of light golden white feathers, because the bandaging and folding are a bit messy, the lower part of the wings is the same as the tail of the hair, and the bottom few rows of feathers gradually change to blue-green with a bit of metallic color, very light, and the sun It's not even noticeable.

I have to say, very beautiful...

Chris frowned, and began to think about how to find a way to take care of his face. Is it because of the evolution of birds that males are so fancy?

The woman had already picked up another jar and began to apply medicine to the laceration on Chris's back. He quietly reached out and touched the feathers, which looked very strong and sharp. His fingertips slid across as if touching the ends of the hair without any feeling, and he exerted a little force Only then can it feel that it is a part of the body. It probably hurts more to pull it out than to pull out the hair.

The man knelt down and used it as a stool all the time. Chris only touched his wings, then closed his eyes and pretended to be deep.

The woman quickly finished applying the medicine, spread cotton wool on the wound, then walked up to him, pressed her palms on her heart and saluted, "Your wings still need to be wrapped for the time being, sorry."

Chris still didn't talk, nodded, and slowly retracted the wings tentatively.

The woman who seemed to be a doctor grabbed his wings with her upper hand and began to fix them when he received them. She still wrapped him up like a big burden before and carried it on her back.

The new medicine took effect, and the shoulders and back were cool. Chris felt the numb shoulders and backs felt, and stood up with satisfaction and tried to move his arms.

The woman silently packed the things into her own bag, and the man took the rattan basket and respectfully placed it near Chris' straw mattress bed.