Call Me God of War

In the night, Mo Qingqing was woken up countless times by the freeze, which made her make up her mind that no matter what, she had to go headhunting beasts to make animal skins and cloaks. She waited until dawn, when the wind was a little lighter, and got out of the bird's nest, and felt a strange breath in the woods.

She huddled into a ball, put her hands on her lips and sighed and looked around vigilantly, only to see that the leaves and branches were covered with a layer of frost, and the silence in the woods was a little too quiet, Except for the occasional chirping of young birds, hardly any other sounds could be heard.

Suddenly, Mo Qingqing realized that something was wrong.

The big bird is gone!

Every morning, she would see flocks of big birds hunting and returning to feed the little ones. But this morning, I didn't see a single big bird, and even the little bird didn't get out of the bird's nest. It only made a not-so-loud call in the bird's nest, and the sound seemed a bit miserable.

She stepped out of the nest suspiciously, ready to find out.

Under the constant injury and recovery, the soles of her feet have formed a thick layer of calluses. She usually does not feel pain when running and jumping barefoot, but the frosted tree trunk is icy and biting when stepped on, which is more uncomfortable than pain. , made her very worried that she would freeze her toes off.

Mo Qingqing took two steps and couldn't stand it anymore. She returned to the bird's nest and grabbed some hay from the bird's nest and wrapped her feet. The tree trunk climbed to the nearest bird's nest and looked into the bird's nest. She didn't see the big bird, but only saw two cubs whose hairs were not even growing, their heads drooping, their bodies huddled together, as if they were dead.

She entered the bird's nest, reached out to touch the chicks, and found that both chicks were stiff.

She dug out their hearts with her bird claw weapon to see. There is no blue energy liquid in the heart, only a small amount of clumped dark red blood.

She estimated that the chicks were frozen to death. The young birds are small, their hairs are not evenly grown, and there is not much blue energy in their hearts, so they cannot withstand the severe cold. When the little blue energy in the heart is depleted, the hairless young bird can easily freeze to death.

She checked more than a dozen bird nests in a row. Almost all the young birds in the nest were frozen to death. Occasionally, one or two living ones could be found, and they were also frozen to death, and it seemed that they would not survive.

She climbed to the top of the tree, raised her head and looked into the air, and saw countless flocks of various birds flying towards the south.

Mo Qingqing realized that winter was coming.

The upheaval left her and the birds victimized.

The climate has changed, and the warm season for young birds suddenly ushered in the middle of winter. The young birds are frozen to death, and the big birds can only abandon the young birds and fly towards a relatively warm place with the monsoon airflow.

Mo Qingqing was a little scared. She is not a bird and can't fly to a warm place. She can't run far, so she can only stay here. She didn't want to freeze to death like these bastards. She has to go hunting today and prepare for winter.

She decided to pick some giant vines to fill her stomach and go hunting.

The stems and leaves of the giant vine grapes are all withered and yellow, many fruits have fallen off, only a few fruits are still hanging on the vine, but the pulp has been frozen and can no longer be eaten. She had to go to the bird's nest again and find a young bird that was frozen to death.

No fire, only raw. She pulled off the fluffy skin of the young bird and threw it away, and then ripped and gnawed at the young bird's flesh.

The meat of the bird is very strong, even if it is a young bird, it is difficult to bite it raw, and it hurts her cheeks.

The taste of raw bird meat is very bad, with a fishy smell. But at this time, it’s good to have something to eat, and you don’t have to choose.

After she was full, she went down the tree.

I didn't dare to climb up and down some inoffensive vines like usual, so I could only climb down the tree cautiously.

After she climbed under the tree, the hay used to wrap her feet was long gone, and her hands and feet did not look like her own.

The plants on the ground were frosted and looked like they had no life.

These grass and vine-like plants are about as strong as the trees before the disaster, but much denser, with many areas sealed off.

Mo Qingqing felt that if she wanted to drill into the grass, she needed a very sharp **** to get by.

But it gave her a surprise, she actually saw the animal trail in the grass. With animal trails, not only does she not have to drill through the grass, but the most important thing is that she has a ready-made path. It is unlikely that there will be traps that are deciduous and rotten trees on the top and large puddles on the bottom, which may never be climbed out again.

The animal trail is twists and turns, I do not know where to go, and along the animal trail, you can see the footprints left by the beasts and the animal hair scraped by the plants, and occasionally you can find beast feces.

To say that it is a road is actually inappropriate, because there is no road at all, but weeds and plants are overwhelmed and broken, and there are gaps for people and animals to crawl.

She didn't know if it was because the weather was too cold, the snakes and worms hibernated and hibernated, or if they all froze to death. It was very quiet in the grass, not a single sound of snakes and insects crawling, nor the heartbeat and breathing of animals.

Mo Qingqing has no interest in eating snakes and insects, and their skins can't keep warm, and they can't solve her much-needed problems. She didn't want to waste time picking up leaves and digging grass roots to see if they had frozen to death, and devoted all her attention to finding thick-haired prey.

Hunters hunt and track their prey based on broken branches and animal droppings.

There are many broken branches, although the surface is frosted with frost, but it does not affect the view of the broken branches. Through comparison, it is easy to see which grass stems and twigs have been broken for a long time, and which ones have just been broken not long ago. For example, some of the broken twigs have buds at the break, which must have been a long time ago. For example, some broken grass stems and twigs have dried up, which is also quite a long time ago. That kind of break looks fresh, it must have been broken recently.

Beast feces are easier to recognize, just by the degree of dryness or rot.

It hasn't rained recently, and the feces are very dry. It looks like it was several days ago. If the excrement had rotted into a ball, it was soaked by the rain, and the beast had it before she fell into this primeval forest.

However, the beast did not eat bad things and had diarrhea, and would not leave feces along the way for her to find.

She walked a long way without seeing any fresh beast droppings.

If she finds fresh dung, she's not far from finding the beast.

By comparing the broken grass and twigs with the hair dropped by the wild beasts, she searched all the way, and from time to time she could see bugs frozen to death in the grass and young birds dead in the grass. Some young birds have only skeletons and a little bit of hair left, and they are full of gnawed marks and have been dead for a long time. Some of the baby bird carcasses were so well preserved that they looked so fresh, they looked like they had just died. I don't know if I accidentally fell off a tree and froze to death, or if I wanted to fly away with my parents, but because it was too young, the hairs didn't grow together and couldn't fly together. It fell and froze to death.

Suddenly, she saw fresh beast dung in the grass.

The surrounding grass also has fresh broken marks.

A strange feeling emerged.

The surroundings are still very quiet, but because it is so quiet, a little sound can be amplified infinitely.

There were dozens of heartbeat sounds about a hundred meters away from her, and those heartbeat sounds were very close. She could conclude that there must be a beast's nest in front of it, and it is the kind of beast that is not too strong.

Prey! clothing! cloak! Quilt!

Mo Qingqing clenched the beak in her hand excitedly and ran quickly towards the beast's nest.

She started running, and the nest of beasts in front of her also exploded. Dozens of beasts ran wild together, as if they were running for their lives.

Mo Qingqing heard the footsteps of them running towards the front, and suddenly became anxious and shouted: "Stop, don't run!" She ran faster, and put the skills she had practiced hard these days. Use all. She used her powers on her legs and arms, and used both hands to push aside the grass that blocked her way. It was so solid that she jumped over it.

But in order to chase the prey, she didn't care about the hurting buttocks. Anyway, when she landed, she clamped her legs to protect the key parts. As long as you don't get stabbed in that place, you don't need to worry about any skin trauma in other places. Anyway, the wound will heal on its own after a while.

After she drilled through the dense grass, her eyes suddenly opened up, and in front of her was a rocky area full of large and small rocks. These stones vary in size, ranging from dozens of meters high to dozens of meters high, but most of them are only a few meters high. The rocks were covered with vines, and under the vines, the beasts had taken out many beast dens, and the beast dens were also covered with hay and scattered with the bones of many other animals.

The beasts are all gone.

Mo Qingqing guessed that her heartbeat scared them away.

What made her excited was that these beasts had fallen hairs in their dens, and the footprints on the ground could also tell that these were furry beasts. She shouted, "Don't run!" She looked for the direction with the most beasts and chased after them.

A group of beasts was running desperately in front, and she was desperately chasing behind.

The dense grass could not stop them from escaping.

Mo Qingqing was so angry! She shouted: "Don't run, you are so many beasts, don't be cowardly, come back and fight with me, I just hunt some clothes, cloaks, and quilts and go."

Her hard work has not been in vain, and her speed and jumping ability have not been in vain.

Mo Qingqing overcame a small hill and caught up with a beast, she jumped and fell in front of the beast.

The beast made a quick stop, twisted again, turned and jumped in the other direction.

Holding the bird's beak in his hand, he stabbed it towards its head.

With a crisp "click", the bird's beak was broken.

The beast shook and continued to run for his life.

Mo Qingqing shouted: "You are still running away!" She threw away the bird's beak in her hand and punched the beast's head hard. She dropped her fist and heard the sound of shattering bones.

The galloping beast suddenly fell to the ground.

Mo Qingqing, who was riding on the back of the beast, was overturned without noticing. She fell to the ground, ignoring the pain in her body, and quickly got up to prepare for battle, and then saw the beast He fell to the ground without moving.

A hollow pit appeared on the head of the beast.

Mo Qingqing touched the pit on its head, and found that she smashed it with a fist and actually smashed a fist mark on its skull, but the back of her hand didn't even break the skin.

She looked around and couldn't find a tool to peel. She remembered that when she saw a restaurant owner kill a rabbit when she was a child, she cut a hole with a knife and then peeled it with her hands. She grabbed the hide at the back of the beast's neck with both hands and ripped it off.

As she exerted force, her fists and fingers glowed with a faint blue light, and with the sound of hissing skin being torn apart, she tore the skin of the beast and the flesh under the skin by her. opened.

She made a piece of leather the size of a shin guard.

She thought maybe the way she was tearing the skin was wrong, so she stepped on the head of the beast and tore the skin with her hands. , but as soon as the force became stronger, the skin was torn to shreds, and a piece of skin that was not even enough to be used as a bellyband was torn off.

It was too cold, and the beast just died was chilled by the cold wind.

Mo Qingqing felt that if it was frozen and hardened, it would be more difficult to tear it.

Her strength is not well controlled. She didn't want to throw it away. Although the leather was small, it could be used as wrist guards and shoe soles. She put it aside first.

She didn't dare to tear up the skin, she still had to make clothes. If they were all torn into small pieces of shredded skin, her clothes would be lost. Those beasts are so capable of running, she only killed one of them. At this moment, the beasts don't even know they can run away. If they want to hunt another one, they don't know how long it will take. What if I freeze to death?

Mo Qingqing controlled her strength and slowly peeled off the remaining half of the skin of the beast with her hands, and wrapped the skin around her body.

The fur of this beast is bright red and shiny, and the skin is still soft, so it is comfortable and warm to wear on the body. But only a small half of the skin, wrapped around the body, only enough to cover the waist down a little bit, and the buttocks could not be covered.