Doomsday courtyard begins to survive by planting pea shooters

Highland 374 is not big, at least not as big as Highland 351, where the Virgin Peak is located.

The young man walked silently in front, looking back after a few steps.

Because... in the endless darkness behind him, there were only two fire eyes floating in the air, and they were always following him.

Nothing else.

At least, that’s how it looks to young people’s [thermal vision].

Xiao Jian seemed oblivious to the fear and fear of young people, and just chatted with him about daily life in a relaxed manner: "How many generations have you reproduced here?"

"...I'm sorry, I don't know what you mean?" the young man pretended to be stupid.

"I mean, how long have you fallen into this world? Is there a history? Or myths and legends?" Xiao Jian gave a more specific scope.

"Uh, I..." The young man rolled his eyes and seemed to be preparing to make up something. However, just when he had such an intention, Xiao Jian suddenly felt something:

"My question is a simple one, so you'd better tell the truth."

Xiao Jian reminded.

"Of course, of course...I am already the third generation." The young man replied in a low voice.

This time, he was telling the truth, so Xiao Jian returned to his normal casual conversation: "Where is your grandpa? Is he still there?"

"No more..."

"Where's father?"

"No more..."

"Oh, I'm sorry." After Xiao Jian apologized sincerely, he continued to ask: "Is your ax very delicate? Did your father teach it to you?"

"...Yes." The young man hid the blade and ax behind his back, as if he was afraid that Xiao Jian would become greedy for his weapon.

"Why don't those two people just carry similar weapons? No? What about the others? What weapons do they mostly use?"

Xiao Jian asked questions one after another, making the young man tired of answering.

It turns out that their tribe still has a certain heritage.

For example, many people know how to make this bladed axe. According to legend, a mutual aid group formed by refugees of his grandfather's generation shared the knowledge of making this weapon.

However, with the death of the older generation and the shortage of survival materials, people gradually rarely share this kind of knowledge, so at least half of the people's weapons stay on obsidian daggers - even this dagger Most of them are not made by themselves, but bought.

However, apart from the inheritance of these obsidian cold weapons, they don't seem to have left much civilization technology behind, and they don't even have any idea of ​​what a gun is.

As for what the world his grandfather once lived in was like, his father still knew about it, but after the generation of young people, few people mentioned it.

"...My father said it's better not to know those things. If you know too much, you will feel painful. Grandpa has made him suffer all his life, and he doesn't want to pass on this pain to me again."

"That's true."

Xiao Jian nodded in agreement.

After all, if you are in this lightless hell, if you have the ability to leave, then you can continue to instill the beauty of the outside world into the next generation, so that they have the motivation to explore the outside world.

But in a place like the Blackstone Mountains, where life is hard and death is random, exercising your body and honing your combat skills to survive is the top priority.

Under the leadership of the young man, Xiao Jian slowly reached the highest point of the entire highland.

Here is a natural flat-topped mountain, with a large number of sacrifices piled in the center of the mountain.

There are monsters and treasures here, but the most numerous of them are...people.

A person who was stripped naked.

Outside the sacrifice pit, some fierce men with bare arms and scars all over their bodies were guarding the pit.

Xiao Jian stood far away, leaving the young man dragging the two corpses and holding the two heads slowly to the strong man next to the sacrifice pit.

One of the big men touched and licked the corpses for a long time, and finally determined the value, and then announced happily: "Liu Xiaoxiao, sacrifice two excellent corpses, and two merits will be recorded."

As soon as he finished speaking, another strong man said angrily: "Not bad! Xiaoxiao! I thought you were dead! I didn't expect you to win..."

"Thank you, thank you." The young man known as Liu Xiaoxiao saluted repeatedly, and finally got rid of the strong man's entanglement.

"call……"

The young man finally breathed a sigh of relief and dragged his tired body away.

Xiao Jian did not catch up immediately, but chose to stand there and listen to the conversation between the two.

"I told you, this guy is a tough guy, don't you believe it." The strong man in charge of collecting the corpse laughed.

"Well, it's a pity that his physical condition is a bit poor, otherwise I would have chosen him as my next sacrifice target." Another strong man also replied sincerely.

Hearing this, the corpse collector just smiled and said, "If his physical condition were better, you might not be his opponent."

"Too……"

The strong man just shrugged and stopped answering.

This time, the conversation ends.

Neither of them paid any attention to the other.

Xiao Jian quietly walked past the two of them, went to the pile of sacrifices and took a look, and after confirming that it was mostly filled with corpses and nothing useful, he walked in the direction of the largest cave.

It has to be said that Highland 374 is really too small, and it didn’t take Xiao Jian long to walk around here.

There is a prayer place similar to a square, a small black light market filled with various obsidian products...other than that, there are only personal caves here and there on the rock wall.

Inside, nine out of ten rooms were empty.

Just like other worlds that Xiao Jian has traveled along the way.

After walking around for a few times, Xiao Jian did not find the god who seemed to be an old liar.

"It's weird..."

Xiao Jian searched a lot again, and after confirming that he couldn't find anything, he had no choice but to touch Liu Xiaoxiao's grotto again.

Yes, when the young man Liu Xiaoxiao left, Xiao Jian kept staring at his back. After confirming that he had entered a certain cave, he also deliberately memorized the terrain next to him.

Therefore, Xiao Jian quickly found Liu Xiaoxiao's cave this time.

This is a very ordinary cave. The only unusual thing is that there are some strange wooden tools stored here.

Liu Xiaoxiao was sitting in the center of these wooden tools, holding a sharp piece of obsidian in his hand, and the wooden tool in his right hand was repeatedly squeezing the piece of obsidian.

Then, some powder "rustled" down from the sharp blade.

Is he... making blades?

Judging from the gaps on both sides of the obsidian blade, it was obvious that they were to be installed on the blade axe.

"who!?"

Suddenly, Liu Xiaoxiao grabbed the blade ax standing next to him and yelled in the direction of the cave entrance.

However, Xiao Jian was no longer at the entrance of the cave, so he could only say with a slight embarrassment: "Don't be afraid, it's me."

As he spoke, Xiao Jian deliberately let the gunpowder in his eyes shine a little brighter.

When two firelights lit up in the darkness, Liu Xiaoxiao sighed and put the blade ax aside again.

"You came to see me, what's the matter?" Liu Xiaoxiao asked tentatively.

"Coming to play with you?" Xiao Jian joked, but Liu Xiaoxiao's face suddenly turned livid.

"...No, I'm actually asking you to pray."

Although Xiao Jian didn't know what the other party was thinking, he didn't mention it and skipped the topic a little stiffly.

"Pray!?" Liu Xiaoxiao was stunned.

He never expected that this advanced being in front of him, who didn't know whether he was a monster or something, actually just came to see him pray?

"That's right." Xiao Jian confirmed again.

"...Who do you pray to?" Liu Xiaoxiao looked confused.

"Of course it's to your god... I forgot what it's called... Anyway, aren't you a devout believer? Please pray to me quickly."

Xiao Jian said a little impatiently.

"But... prayer may activate the god's consciousness. It would be bad if he climbed up..."

Liu Xiaoxiao still didn't dare to pray, and kept explaining their taboos to Xiao Jian.

What kind of god awakens or wanders...and then introduces how much harm they will suffer after each incident.

In short, most things related to God are not good, and the only thing that can appease the gods is to offer sacrifices to Him.

As long as there are enough sacrifices to keep him immersed in dreams, the harm he caused will never appear.

"Anyway, pray and let me take a look."

Even though Liu Xiaoxiao said so much, Xiao Jian remained unmoved.

"Oh well."

Liu Xiaoxiao was filled with helplessness.

Praying that everyone is in danger, but not praying that you will die now, and the other party will probably go to the next one... and then repeat the process.

So overall, someone will definitely give in.

So now that the matter has come to this, Liu Xiaoxiao can only choose to "help the tiger" to protect himself.

"Great Chrysus, your most devout followers pray to you..."

The young man knelt on the ground respectfully, repeating a certain prayer with dull eyes.

Xiao Jian was not in a hurry and just stared at him from the side.

Suddenly, the darkness in front of Xiao Jian's eyes flashed, as if something came out from the back of the young man's head...

...That is a blood line of nothingness!

that's it!

Xiao Jian ignored the young man praying on the ground, summoned his wings and flew directly out of the cave!

This invisible blood thread is the link of faith!

Although Xiao Jian didn't know if there would be something like this bloodline when he established a faith link with his believers.

But this did not prevent Xiao Jian from following the clues and finding the hidden god.

Being so close, Xiao Jian's perception of the faith link became extremely clear... But after following the faith link, Xiao Jian was a little dumbfounded.

Because this clear blood line has been linked to the natural flat-topped mountain peak.

In the center of the flat-topped square was a place filled with sacrifices.

What a coincidence is that the blood line is also directly connected to the depths of the sacrifice pile.

"..."

Xiao Jian landed lightly on the flat-topped mountain. Looking at the huge pile of corpses in front of him, he suddenly didn't know how to proceed.

Is it possible to move all the human corpses here?

Did you start talking about using resource cards to take away the corpse?

But the problem is, it’s useless for Xiao Jian to ask for a corpse! Wouldn’t the resource card be directly wasted?

But the target he had been tracking for a long time finally appeared in front of him, and Xiao Jian had no choice but to give up all his efforts, right?

However, just when Xiao Jian was about to use resource cards to collect all the corpses, the pile of corpses suddenly moved.

With just such a tiny tremor, the "blood line" connecting gods and mortals suddenly collapsed.

Not only that, the two strong men in front who were responsible for guarding the pile of corpses also ran away crying.

"God is moving! God is moving!! Be careful! Run quickly..."

"..."

The voices of the two strong men guarding were getting farther and farther away, but the problem was that the pile of corpses just moved slightly, and then immediately stopped moving.

Xiao Jian had just collected the blank resource card, but now he had to escape the resource card again...

"Clatter, clatter..."

"...Boom!!"

Before Xiao Jian could operate, the huge pile of corpses suddenly collapsed!

No, not just corpses!

Almost all the sacrifices were being absorbed and digested by something frantically...

Soon, the huge pile of corpses deflated, leaving only an irregular... fat, soft and limp on the ground:

[Hunger Bag]

This is the "mouth" of a certain god... He chose to leave his mouth here when he left, so that he could replenish it at any time if there was any accident on the road.

...

After looking at this spectacular piece of fat for a while, Xiao Jian suddenly turned his head, spread his black wings and flew away without hesitation.

The strong wind whistled past Xiao Jian's ears, and soon he flew out of Hill 374 and came to a valley far away from Hill 374.

Here, a "beggar" with a wretched face and dirty body was squatting, touching his mouth from time to time.

Xiao Jian smashed down directly and retracted his wings the moment he landed.

"Boom..."

The loud noise scared the old beggar so much that he looked at Xiao Jian tremblingly.

"Hello, Chrysus." Xiao Jian greeted him straight to the point, "Or the God of Disaster Stone? Or... Is the name Old Liar more suitable for you?"

"..."

The old liar looked at Xiao Jian blankly, and said in disbelief: "This voice... is you!? Impossible... How did you catch up with me!?"

"That's a long story..." Xiao Jian smiled, "But this time I want to change the rules... I ask, you ask. When I'm satisfied with my questions, it's your turn to ask."

"..."

The old liar looked at Xiao Jian speechlessly: "Young man, it's not good to be so unreasonable, right?"

"Or, you can choose to fight me first... But at that time, I can't guarantee that you can still be alive."

Xiao Jian threatened.

"Tsk... so aggressive." The old liar shook his head and said helplessly: "What else can I say? Ask."

"Sacred Beast Card. Is it some kind of authority of yours?" Xiao Jian asked.

"Holy Beast Card!?" Hearing this term, the old liar was obviously stunned, "...Oh, Holy Beast Card! I haven't heard this term for a long time, it's really..."

The old liar muttered and sighed for a long time, and Xiao Jian was not in a hurry, just waiting for him to mutter.

"Holy Beast Card is not authority, but a kind of inheritance... It is the ability I used to fight before I became a god."

"..."