Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Gong Jiaheng lived in a mountain not too far from the river bank. He could see the mountain from the river bank. After all, there were not many mountains around.

Shao Xuan also tentatively asked a few questions along the way, and Gong Jiaheng answered all of them. Unless it was about the secret of the boxer, Gong Jiaheng didn't care about other things. What he said the most was that he once The cast and forged objects range from large cauldrons and other sacrificial vessels to swords and spears and other weapons, with strong confidence and arrogance in their words.

In the eyes of the boxers, in casting and forging, they are the second, no one dares to be the first, and those who can surpass themselves must be the people of their own tribe.

When Gong Jiaheng was boasting, he didn't let his guard down. Although his words and expressions seemed relaxed and casual, he was able to react immediately with a little movement.

A multi-legged monster suddenly jumped out of the grass. Even if it lay on the ground, this monster was a bit taller than Shao Xuan and the two of them. The two antenna-like tentacles on the top of its head swayed. With Shao Xuan and Gong Jiaheng biting over, the huge semi-rotten tree trunk lying across the grass did not slow down the speed of this monster.

Shao Xuan did not move. Gong Jiaheng next to him was showing off to Shao Xuan with a smile on the famous tool he had built. The next moment, he jumped high, the sledgehammer in his hand swayed like the wind, and the strong force was The arm was passed into the copper hammer, setting off a terrifying aura, and smashed hard on the head of the rushing giant worm.

On the head of the giant worm that clamped its fangs, a pit nearly half a meter deep suddenly appeared, the shell covering the head was ruptured, and brown-green liquid splashed from the crack.

Such a tyrannical blow did not kill the giant insect, but before the giant insect could react more, the whistling hammer shadow flashed past, like a hurricane coming one after another, with a sense of thunder.

Bang bang bang!

The cracked shell exploded like fireworks with the brown-green brain fluid of the monster under the bombardment of the torrential hammer shadow. However, in the blink of an eye, the multi-legged monster that had just rushed over with great momentum was now lying there motionless, and its head had turned into a pool of slag.

After the copper hammer left the body of the worm, it continued to dance on Gong Jiaheng's hand. The heavy weight of the copper hammer was light, and there was a sense of randomness when it was moved.

Some people seem to be domineering and sturdy in physique, but they are actually too empty inside, but Gongjiaheng, the scorpion man, has totem and cloud patterns on his body.

As expected of a caster.

Gong Jiaheng threw away the monster brain fluid and broken shell on the copper hammer, and then continued to take Shao Xuan to the residence.

"Where did you say it just now? Oh, yes, about a slave owner surnamed Chao who asked me to give him a sword..."

Putting a smile on his face again, Gong Jiaheng continued what he had not finished, as if the matter of smashing a monster into slag was just an ordinary little thing.

Shao Xuan easily dragged the ten-meter-long crocodile to Gong Jiaheng's residence. There was a cave at the foot of the mountain, where some goods, food, and various other scattered tools and stone tools were stored. , horns, metal tools are available.

However, Gong Jiaheng did not live inside, but built a stone house outside the cave. The sleeping room inside was not large, and nearly two-thirds of the space was used for casting and forging.

Along the way, Shao Xuan found that there were a lot of traps set up around the place where Gongjia Heng lived. To guard against the beasts in the mountains and forests, it could also serve as an early warning.

"I live here." Gongjia Heng pointed to the cave and the stone house and said.

Shao Xuan put down the crocodile and looked at it under the leadership of Gong Jiaheng. Maybe it's because few people come here and it's rare to meet people. Gong Jiaheng is very enthusiastic.

Looking at the inventory in the cave, he usually eats these things well, but when it comes to entertaining guests, he can't handle it. Gong Jiaheng is still very face-saving. He boasted so much just now, and now I feel that the conditions here are too shabby. It can only be entertained on top of the food. So, he planned to kill the crocodile he caught today.

When Gongjiaheng slaughtered the crocodile, Shao Xuan looked at the cave where Gongjiaheng kept things. Gong Jiaheng didn't hide the things in the cave, so Shao Xuan looked at them, but the inside of the stone house was not open to the public. It was where he forged and forged, and some things could not be shown to outsiders. Shao Xuan didn't care either.

The cave was darker than expected, and Shao Xuan lit a torch and walked in. Glancing over, various tools, plants, fruits, etc. are piled up in the cave. Judging from the various items thrown in the cave, Gong Jiaheng has indeed lived here for a relatively long period of time, which is about the same as the twenty years he said. .

After looking around, Shao Xuan walked out of the cave.

"When I was only twenty years old, I deciphered the meaning of the box pattern and went out to find Gongjia Mountain." Gongjiaheng said while dealing with the crocodile. The "box pattern" in his words refers to the complex cloud patterns unique to the box people on the tripod that Shao Xuan had seen.

"Unfortunately, I have been searching for 20 years, but I still can't find a place, so I live here directly. Every year I go out to look for a circle. If I can't find it, I will come back here temporarily and look for it after repairing." Gong Jiaheng said. After so many years of hard experience, at the same time, I also want to give Shao Xuan a piece of advice, don't do things beyond your ability, otherwise you will regret it.

After 20 years of searching, he still hasn't found it, so it's no wonder that when Gong Jiaheng mentioned other people who went to find Gongjia Mountain, he didn't make any sarcastic words, because he himself was the same, but fortunately, he was still alive and did not give up. .

"I didn't get used to it at the beginning. Many of the tools I used were gold utensils, and the food used was much more delicate. But after coming here, I can only try to adapt to the way here." Over the years, the worker has Jiaheng learned a lot of jungle life skills from some tribes living in the mountains. There are no special ropes and copper shackles, so he used vines instead, to distinguish which vines are suitable for which type of hunting activities, and learn how to roll grass ropes. For many years, he went out to look for Gongjia Mountain. The gold tools he brought back in the past have been consumed. When he lacked materials, he went to help some tribes in the mountains and forests to forge weapons at a low price in exchange for some materials, or let those people travel far to trade. Time to bring some.

Unlike the tribesmen who were born and raised in the mountains and forests, Gong Jiaheng lived in a city ruled by slave owners for the first 20 years of his life. There are many people who are usually flattering, and even those slave owners will favor them when they want their favorite weapons. But after coming here, he can't continue in that state. Gong Jiaheng's strategy is to be friendly to the people of the mountain tribe. He needs someone to cooperate to seek help.

With the identity of a box man and superb forging skills, apart from some extremely exclusive and isolated tribes, several tribes that Gong Jiaheng met were quite polite to him, which is why he met Shao Xuan. At that time, Gong Jiaheng had a calm attitude.

As long as there is no malice, Gong Jiaheng can treat him with a friendly attitude.

"Is that cage designed to catch crocodiles?" Shao Xuan asked.

"Yeah! There are a lot of fish here." Gongjia Heng nodded heavily. Now in such a more primitive environment, in order to save materials, I can only learn to use other materials than gold utensils, but as a box man, I still prefer to make metal utensils. He has also made other utensils before, and later For some reason, I gave up other gold utensils and made that cage, which was ridiculed by many people for being stupid and wasteful! But he doesn't regret it.

"In that river, there is a giant fish, oh, it's the kind of crocodile you mentioned, but it's very huge, I almost got eaten by it when I crossed the river several times, and I don't know where the weapon in my hand is. How much is lost in the river." Speaking of this Gongjiaheng, he became angry and looked in the direction of the river with hatred in his eyes.

It appears to be a vengeance.

Speaking of crocodiles, I have stayed here for 20 years. Even if I have never seen a crocodile in the first 20 years, the years of living in the forest are enough for Gong Jiaheng to know a lot about those crocodiles.

"The water in the big river is deep, and when they are in the water, they often only show their eyes and nostrils." Gong Jiaheng said this to Shao Xuan, which also allowed Shao Xuan to better understand the crocodiles here.

“Their powerful tails propel them to swim quickly underwater, while reducing the waves and quietly approaching their prey. It doesn’t matter if they lose a leg in a duel and bite, because they are born to survive , many of them lack a leg, which is a sign of their battle, so if you encounter the kind of fish that lacks a leg, Shao Xuan, don't despise it, or you will regret it."

Gong Jiaheng said: "However, the shallow water you passed through when you came here is inconvenient for those without legs. In shallow water and land, they use their legs more, and sometimes in shallow water, they can step on the water. The stone below jumped up."

"Yes, I have experienced this." Shao Xuan compared the crocodiles here with the crocodiles in the Mo tribe. The hind legs of the crocodiles here are stronger and stronger. There are also teeth. If the teeth of the crocodiles of the Enang tribe are conical blunt instruments, the teeth of these crocodiles are sharp steel nails.

In many ways, crocodiles here are more dangerous.

"Hey, I can't tell that this fish is over a hundred years old, so it can be used as an outer armor." Gong Jiaheng picked up a scale and handed it to Shao Xuan, "You can use its bone plate as armor at that time. This kind of fish, after a hundred years old, the bone plate is very good for armor."

"How do you know it's over a hundred years old?" Shao Xuan asked.

"Look at the top." Gong Jiaheng pointed to the scales, "Look at those patterns."

On the scales Gong Jiaheng handed to Shao Xuan, there are some patterns, which are like tree rings, which can tell the age of the crocodile.

As for the bone plate mentioned by Gongjiaheng, it is also another difference between the crocodiles here and the crocodiles of the Mo tribe. The back of the crocodile here has more than 100 bone plates under the skin, which belong to the bone formation inside the skin, like a solid armor covering On the crocodile's back, Shao Xuan's sword could slash the mouth of the crocodile that jumped up, but it might not be able to slash their backs. Young crocodiles may be able to slash, but after a hundred years old, it will be very difficult. (To be continued. "This text is provided by the Breaking Dawn Update Group @銗芗梦華" If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for the recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is the author's greatest motivation.)