Plastic, who was walking at the back of the crowd, tightened his clothes, quickly stepped forward, put the fallen old man on his shoulders, and began to count the number of people.
After discovering that seven people were missing, he realized that if he continued to search like this, the more than 200 people might not be able to survive the hope.
But if we don't continue to search, what can we do? Who will let his land with clean water be snatched away by other tribes?
There are also differences between tribes. Some tribes can find some powerful weapons from the Promised Land, and they don't know how to learn to use these weapons.
Those weapons that emit red light will kill anyone the red light hits. As long as those tribes have such weapons, their territory will be particularly large.
In the Land of Hope, you can not only find red-glowing weapons, but also various useful things. I heard that you can also make food, but every tribe hides useful things very deep. No.
Let others know.
Thinking of this, Plastic looked down at his abdomen, which was still bleeding. His sister was beaten to death by a red-light weapon.
When he thought of the moment when his twin sister's deformed head was smashed by the red light, he couldn't help but feel terrible pain in his heart.
But at this moment, as the leader, he has no time to be sad, because protecting his tribe and continuing to live is more important than anything else.
After walking for another 2 hours or so, Plastic looked up and looked at the darkening sky. Then he took out the horn made from an iron can and blew it hard. This was a signal to take a break.
The night in the wilderness is very dangerous. No one knows what will come out of the black smoke, so we can only travel during the day.
After a brief search, everyone gathered inside a relatively solid cement building with a roof. Under the command of Plastic, everyone began to collect various plastics for ignition.
Although there are no other substances here, fortunately, flammable materials like plastic are everywhere.
After all the collected plastic garbage was piled into a small pile, the plastic was removed from the exposed steel bars next to it with a knife, and a piece of dark red rust was scraped off.
He put the rust on the plastic, then took out a small bag of powder from his pocket and poured it on the rust. Then he rubbed it quickly with two iron rods a few times. With a squeaking sound, the rust began to smoke and was covered with rust.
lit.
The heat of the rust ignited the garbage, and a smoky garbage bonfire rose in front of them. The warmth of the bonfire dispelled the cold. Although the stench was astounding, they were almost frozen and didn't care. They wanted to get as close to the fire as possible.
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However, there is a tacit understanding that no one is fighting for it. Employees between 12 and 23 years old are always closest to the innermost ones, followed by women outside, then children, and finally the elderly.
"Bring the food here." Following Plastic's order, the body that fell today was stripped of its clothes and brought over with a steel bar. Accompanied by the sound of crackling hair being burned, after a while, no
The big cement house began to be filled with the smell of meat.
Although the tribe was driven out, there was no food, but fortunately, people died every day. When someone died of hunger, they became food. When there was no food, someone starved until someone died of starvation and became food again. Hunger and death are two different things.
A certain delicate balance is formed between them.
As for food, of course it is divided according to status. Chairman and employees naturally eat the best, then the women who can give birth to employees, then the children who will grow up to be employees in the future, and finally the leftovers.
It will be left in the hands of old employees who have no value anymore.
However, even for older employees, there are rules, and the younger ones still eat first. There is also an unspoken rule in this, that is, old employees over 35 are not qualified to eat, and they only deserve to starve to death and become food.
But fortunately, in the wilderness, everyone lives a very difficult life. No one in their tribe has ever lived past the age of 35. This has to be said to be a very happy thing.
The wood huddled in the corner hugged a fleshy rib and gnawed it like a mad dog. Even if one of her teeth was broken, she would not let go. Every time someone came close to her, she would let out a beast-like sound from the depths of her throat.
The low roar.
After licking the meat and tendons on the ribs until there was no trace of meat, she got up from the ground, but even so she was still very hungry and she had not eaten enough.
But seeing that there was nothing to eat, she had no choice but to stretch out her four hands to the ground and drink the water from the puddle in an attempt to fill herself up.
Just when she was about to stand up while wiping the corners of her mouth, and was about to go back and make the rib into a handy weapon, suddenly a strong sense of fear suddenly enveloped her whole body, and she stood there with muscles all over her body like sculptures.
Her eyes slowly and mechanically looked to the left. Outside the dim window, a pair of eyes were staring at her!
Obviously, outside the wilderness, there are not only savages but also cockroaches living there, as well as their superior predators.
Suddenly, a hand was pressed on the wooden shoulder. It was a plastic hand. His tall body was hunched, and in his hand he tightly held a javelin that was transformed from a metal arm of an exoskeleton.
"Shh, it's okay, don't be afraid, close your eyes, the wolf can feel your fear." Plastic said, and the muscles in his arms slowly tightened like springs.
However, the next second, there was an extra pair of eyes outside the window, and then there was another pair. A pair of scarlet eyes peered greedily into the hole through the ventilation holes on all sides. That was not a lone wolf, it was a pack of wolves!!
Soon, those wild wolves with deformed bodies, rotten skin, and various bald patches of hair on their bodies roared and their faces were illuminated by the fire. Plastic cold sweat slid down his face. He knew that he was in big trouble.
The employees who had eaten the best before were now worth their weight in gold. Everyone picked up their weapons, protected the others behind them, and roared loudly and bluffingly at these wild wolves.
Just as the wood was closely following the plastic, another hand suddenly rested on her shoulder. However, this time the hand had sharp claws, and a disgusting bad breath sprayed out from the back of her neck.
Come.
A wolf came around behind her! Surrounded by fear, Mu Mu turned his head stiffly, and the next second he saw a wolf face with completely rotten skin, opening its bloody mouth and biting her neck.
Accompanied by a piercing scream, the next second, all the wild wolves suddenly opened their bloody mouths and rushed towards the crowd.
At this critical moment, accompanied by a swishing sound, all the wolves' heads weirdly tilted to the left at the same time, their brains splashed out, and they fell to the ground and twitched crazily.
Sun Jack, wearing a battle armor, walked out of the heavy rain with dozens of drones floating around him. At this moment, Sun Jack was like a god descending to earth in the eyes of all the savages.
Chapter completed!