The Caveman Made Me Awesome

“Amazing my hominid ()”

The second day after the war was a sunny day, the sun was shining and there were no clouds in the sky, the sky was unbelievably blue, and the earth was shrouded in brilliant sunlight, making it bright.

Ye Xi stood on the damaged city wall and looked into the distance.

The breeze was gentle, brushing warmly on his face.

The Chief Beasts have since disappeared from the land, but the devastation they wrought remains.

The ruins of Xicheng under his feet, the pitted land outside the city, and the corpses of ferocious beasts everywhere as far as he could see.

When the tide of ferocious beasts recedes, everyone will know how many ferocious beasts they killed in this battle.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is probably enough for everyone to have no shortage of beast meat for a lifetime.

With so many corpses of ferocious beasts, it is reasonable to say that many carnivores would come to pick them up cheaply, but perhaps because of the aftermath of the great battle, even giant insects dare not crawl over at night.

It's too wasteful for the corpses of ferocious beasts to rot.

Last night, Ye Xi drew many rounds of huge cold witch patterns at a place one mile away from Xicheng. They are full of icy air, and if you pile up the corpses of fierce beasts on them, they will freeze in the blink of an eye. It can be used as an icehouse.

Thinking of yesterday's scene, Ye Xi was still slightly palpitating with fear.

At that time, he was lying on the back of the bird, and he suddenly had a thought, thinking that if all the surviving warriors were awakened and sacrificed by him, then the power might be enough to make him an ancestor witch.

Although there are countless human casualties, the combined population of the twelve clans, the eight major tribes, and the rest of the medium and large tribes is still a very large number, and some of them are eighth-level or ninth-level fighters. Maybe they can succeed...

This is an extremely crazy idea.

First, it needs to allow other witches to take the initiative to shatter the totem brand in their sea of ​​consciousness.

Second, it needs the warrior who has already awakened to dig out his "core", perform a second awakening, and establish a connection with another witch. This has never happened before in history.

But such a crazy idea turned out to be a success.

And if the number is slightly less, then he has failed. If there were more people, his sea of ​​consciousness would be destroyed.

It can only be said that everything is just right.

Sensing the sound of footsteps behind him, Ye Xi withdrew his thoughts and turned around while holding the bone staff.

It is Jiuyi Yuanwu.

Ye Xisu bowed deeply to him.

Jiuyi Yuanwu was startled, and hastily returned the gift.

"What are you doing?"

Ye Xi got up: "Thank you and all the witches for your sacrifice."

More than a thousand witches smashed their own totem marks, and it will take a long time to recast the totems of their tribes and clans in the future, which can be described as a huge sacrifice.

Jiuyi Yuanwu smiled slightly, and the sunlight illuminated every wrinkle on his face kindly and gently. He sighed with emotion and said, "If we hadn't done that yesterday, then we have all gone to see our ancestors now, and we can't stand still." Here you can bask in the sun well with your hands and feet, and you can’t talk about sacrifices.”

"Besides, we can recast our own totem, can't we?"

Ye Xi is the common witch of all fighters of this generation.

But for the next generation, whether it is from the Jiuyi tribe or the Jiuyi witch is awakened, is it from the Molten Fire tribe or is it awakened by the Molten witch. Order remains unchanged.

The crowd is busy.

Everyone is cleaning the battlefield.

Broken stone bricks and stone chips from the sweep were transported out of the city in piles.

Although Xicheng was destroyed in a mess, it could always be rebuilt if it took more time. However, everyone outside Xicheng didn't know what to do.

"laugh."

Ebony bent down and shoveled a shovelful of blood and dirt vigorously.

It was suddenly stained red with blood and turned into bloody soil. If the shovel of blood dug up was squeezed, it would probably be able to squeeze out half a bowl of blood.

"laugh."

Ebony shoveled another shovelful of soil.

The blue-scaled pterosaur Changshou refused to fall to the ground, fearing that his paws would be stained with blood and dirt, so he squatted on the city wall, looking down at him as he worked.

Ebony dug and dug, dug five meters deep, and found that it was still bloody soil.

The rabbit next to him, Nayi, jumped up and down, and gave up digging the soil with his hands.

He stroked the drooping rabbit ears, and sighed sadly like a little old man.

"What can we do with these soils?"

When the weather was hot, the smell of blood evaporated, and it stinks terribly.

Wumu was also very worried: "How about asking the witch to cast the rain witch spell, and the next heavy rain will wash away the blood?"

Nayi turned his head and glanced at the city wall.

The walls of the city were empty, and thorns and vines climbed down the walls. It feeds on blood, and it likes blood and soil the most. It is so happy to see so much blood and soil, it rolls in the soil and sucks blood desperately.

But he drank so much that he vomited as he drank, making the soil even more bloody than before.

The people around were complained by it, but they couldn't do anything about this big guy, so they were so angry that they invited people from Wumu Tribe to treat it.

The people of the Wumu tribe laughed when they saw it.

"What kind of soil are you shoveling, you don't need to clean it up."

They smiled and took out a few handfuls of seeds.

"This is the seed of the bloody tree. It will grow when it encounters blood. The root system loves to drink blood. It just so happens that the soil environment is suitable for planting them now."

"Bloody Tree?"

I love drinking blood after hearing this!

Everyone asked worriedly: "After the blood in the soil is absorbed, will they die?"

The people from Wumu said nonchalantly: "After all the blood in the blood soil has been drained, change to another tree species. Then come to our tribe to get the seeds. As long as they are not endangered plant seeds, you can choose whatever you want!"

"Change to a different kind of tree... cut down all the original trees? Isn't it a bit of a waste?"

"It won't be wasted. The leaves of the bloody tree are like the leaves of a cactus. The juice is sweet and juicy, with lots of meat. It's delicious. You should grow it as a vegetable."

Growing vegetables?

Growing vegetables is awesome!

The people from Xicheng slapped their thighs happily when they heard it, their eyes lit up.

"Then what are you waiting for, let's plant now!"

The farmland was completely destroyed by the tide of ferocious beasts, and they ate meat for so many days that their eyes turned green even if they wanted to eat vegetables.

Wu Muren couldn't laugh or cry: "Hey, hey, if you want the seeds to break their shells quickly, you have to soak them in warm water for a while. You guys are too anxious..."

...

Xicheng was rebuilt bit by bit in the ruins.

The new city of Xi is planned more completely, built more grandly and more prosperously.

In view of the fact that the hills around Xicheng had been trampled to the ground by the tide of fierce beasts, everyone simply asked the long insects to turn over all the soil, transform it into fertile flat land, and then replanted trees.

The grass in the prairie next door has been trampled to nothing, but the vitality of the weeds is really tenacious. During the rainy season, everyone has witnessed the process of it growing from nothing to luxuriant, almost changing every day, no one cares With it, the prairie automatically returned to its original appearance.

People want to dig out the bones of the clansman and war beasts who died in the war and bury them well.

However, these bones were mixed with those of the beasts, so it was really difficult to find them all.

In order to commemorate the dead people and war beasts, as well as the flaming fern who died heroically, Ye Xi decided: "Let's carve a monument."

The only stone tablet in Xicheng, the code of the stone tablet, was destroyed in the battle.

Ye Xi decided to make a bigger stone tablet, on which besides engraving the law code, all the names of the victims were also engraved on it.

They should be remembered as much as the Codex.

As soon as this proposal came out, everyone in Xicheng enthusiastically agreed.

People from other tribes and clans learned that they had the cheek to inquire.

"Can the names of our tribe's victims be engraved?"

The people of Xicheng were not happy: "Your tribe will set up yours, and we in Xicheng will set up ours." The stone monument is not difficult to erect, so why squeeze a monument with them?

Ye Xi smiled and said, "Yes."

After getting a satisfactory answer, the other tribes left happily.

A day later, Yuren came over silently to watch the Xicheng people build the stele. These feathered men are four meters tall, each with expressionless faces, and the appearance of standing next to them is quite frightening, which makes the craftsmen feel stressed, and the sound of knocking is quieter.

Later, a craftsman was so blessed that he asked tentatively.

"You... want to engrave your name on it too?"

The feathermen nodded.

...

Before the stele was finished, people from various tribes began to set off one after another to return to their own territories.

The Chi tribe was in a hurry to replenish the insect species, and handed over the list of victims to the people of Xicheng, and left in a hurry.

The sea giant webbed brought five giant trees from the Wumu tribe from the island.

The giant trees carried the people of the Wumu tribe, walking steadily towards their homeland with heavy and fast steps. Every leaf is green and full of vitality under the sun.

The clans are also ready to go back.

They finally decided to return to the Western Continent and make their home in the Western Continent.

The Western Continent is known as the Sea of ​​Fierce Beasts, which is extremely dangerous, but the leader beasts have all died, and there is no longer any existence that will pose a threat to the clan.

Before leaving, Cang Xin said with a smile: "The Sea of ​​Fierce Beasts... Oh, it's the Western Continent you mentioned. We haven't fully explored it yet. This time we'll make our home there. By the way, we'll take a good look around and find a place with humid air like Xicheng." great place."

Ye Xi: "Welcome to be a guest?"

Cang Xin laughed loudly: "Of course!"

The feather people also set off to return to the ice field.

When they left, they had a small conflict with the people of Jiuyi, which was jointly suppressed by Feier and the chief of Jiuyi. Finally, with the help of Ye Xi, the Yuren tribe and the Jiuyi tribe settled on the principle of peace, friendship and non-aggression.

However, if you encounter Yuren and Jiuyi people competing for stones or prey in Dashixu, then each depends on his own ability.

Hong Mo: "We're leaving too."

Ye Xi was disappointed: "Shouldn't you stay for a few more days?" The Liyang bird has a large body and eats a lot, and can kill many beast corpses in a day, so he is really reluctant to leave the Liyang tribe.

Hong Mo said cautiously: "We still have to prepare for the winter. Autumn is coming, we need to prepare more dry firewood and stock up more prey. Bu Wu predicts that this year will be a big winter, and it will be difficult."

Ye Xi was full of energy and tried his best to sell.

"What kind of hunting are you hunting? There are so many dead beasts here, so why not take some back!"

Hong Mo was frightened and waved his hands again and again: "No, no, thank you Master Zuwu, the journey is far away and they are too heavy, and our Liyang birds might be exhausted to bring them back to the territory, so we might as well hunt in the territory again."

Ye Xi withdrew his thoughts regretfully, smiled and said, "Then at least bring some dried meat home. We have made a lot of dried meat these days, and I'm afraid we won't be able to eat them all in one winter. Please help share some."

Hong Mo didn't refuse anymore.

"Thank you Master Zu Wu, then we will not be polite!"

The tribes and clans went back one by one.

Although Xicheng is good, they still like their territory, and they are also anxious to rebuild their homeland, which must have been ruined by the tide of fierce beasts.

...

Many years passed.

Xicheng has been so prosperous that it can no longer see the trauma of the past.

The trading area reopened, bustling with people coming and going. Sometimes the clans would come from thousands of miles away and bring some rare and good things unique to the Western Continent to exchange with everyone.

The Jiugong Trading District refused to admit defeat, and researched several good things that Xicheng hadn't used yet.

However, everyone still likes to come to Xicheng Trading Zone.

Coming to trade items is also a pilgrimage.

Everyone came to meet Ye Xi with pious hearts, to meet this living new ancestor witch, the guardian of human beings, and to pay respects from afar.

At the same time, I also came to Xicheng to remember the people and beasts who died in the war.

The inner city of Xicheng.

On the shore of the sparkling Xinghu Lake, the stone statues of Xia Cang's ancestral witch and the stone statue of Yanwen Fern stand in the most conspicuous positions, one on the left and the other on the right. In the middle of them, a towering stone monument stands.

It was carved out of the largest and hardest rock in the Dashixu, which can resist the long-term erosion.

The names of the victims are densely engraved on the black stele.

There are people, there are war beasts.

There are often elders holding their children, pointing to the name on the stele, and telling about the glory and tragedy of that battle, and the epic scenes.

They will become old stories, handed down from generation to generation forever.

Today is another scorching sun.

The sun shines on the stele without hesitation, and the corners of the stele are polished to be sharp and bright, reflecting a little bit of bright light, and the light shines on the top of the stele.

code first line

——May the light of civilization shine on the earth, and the glory of the human race last forever.

(Finish)