Travel to a Primitive World to Build Infrastructure

Chapter 36

In a corner of the night forest, a bonfire was burning, and a group of people were stationed here.

Harsh screams and wild laughter filled the place. For some people, they are in heaven, and for others, they are walking to hell.

"Boss, this is the third-tier warrior leg meat, it can make you stronger!"

A sturdy and tall man, he gave a **** thigh to a very dazzling person in the crowd.

He is the leader of the Fangs tribe-Ba Yi.

There was a necklace made of air-dried eyeballs hanging on the neck of Ba Yi. The pendant in the middle of the necklace was a person's palm.

Hanging on the waist with palms and feet air-dried to make a limb skirt, wearing a skull and a hat made of human skin on the head, the skull's hollow eyes see through the cool air.

Other parts of his body also hang various decorations made from various parts of the human body. These are his trophies, a symbol of the strong, more than everyone else.

He used brutal means and strong force to climb up this position on the blood of countless people.

Now enjoy the best of the entire tribe, the best food, the most beautiful people, the most powerful weapons.

A few beautiful girls and boys knelt beside him, serving tremblingly, their eyes were full of fear. One of the boys knelt toward the man who was carrying the human leg. He just took down his tears and took it back. He knelt back and raised the human leg to Ba Yi's mouth.

Ba Yi lowered her head without biting a bite and bit her bitterly, her brows frowned slightly, she was disgusted: "Too old!"

"Boss, this is our final third-grade meat. We will be near the Black Forest tomorrow, and we will soon be able to eat fresh high-grade meat."

Although Ba Ji was disgusted, he still felt that the flesh of the third-level soldier made him feel the power.

As the swallowing movement poured into the whole body, the whole person became agitated, dragged a girl next to him, and entered without mercy.

The girl's tears fell down in pain, but she just bit her lower lip and did not dare to make a noise, and she was tortured in silence.

The evil dog, that is, the man who handed his leg, was indifferent to such a scene, and did not give him another look. He was used to such a scene.

Such scenes can be seen everywhere in the station, and they can be seen everywhere.

Some people even released themselves while biting the flesh of that person to fill their stomachs.

The screams were endless, and the wild laughter was unscrupulous.

"I haven't eaten the meat of a fourth-tier soldier. I can't wait to taste his taste." Eight-eyed man said as he moved, and the blood-stained eight-eyed man showed a grim smile, his eyes narrowed. With the bloodthirsty light.

"He will surely bring me endless power, so that I can become a fifth-level soldier! By that time, no one can stop me!"

The evil dogs are also excited: "There are no more soldiers left in our flesh. Chief Blackrock is too stingy, and we have so many soldiers to give these to us."

"That treacherous old guy! Sooner or later, so many fighters will enter our stomachs." Ba Yi whispered, and kicked the girl who had stunned under him, "Useless thing! Only for a while Fainted. "

The comatose girl was dragged away immediately, and the bleeding blood dragged into a long line.

The other boys and girls who waited were more frightened and shook their heads tightly on the ground, afraid to lift them.

They knew very well that by the time they saw the girl again, they might have become the ornament of one of the beasts.

And each of them will end up like this, first tortured, then eaten as food, bones or parts of the body become decorations, the difference is only in time.

Fortunately, at this time, the eight hyenas had no interest, didn't grab any one of them to satisfy their most primitive sex, and concentrated their legs.

"That's the leader You Yingwu." The evil dog grinned, showing his sharp black teeth. "This time we can find a new person for the leader to change his taste."

"He took away many soldiers, and by the time we all could eat something good!" Ba Yi's eyes were greedy, and the meat in his mouth became more delicious.

The Fang tribe believes that the more powerful the person, the more powerful he will be.

Although they already use fire, they still like to drink blood and eat raw meat, especially when eating powerful soldiers, they must be ‘original flavor’.

A fighter was a little worried: "The man was very powerful, and with so many fighters, he also took a lot of black stone weapons, I'm afraid it's not easy to deal with."

"We have so many heroic warriors. He takes a bunch of ordinary people who are useless, and even takes away the disabled waste. These people will only drag him down."

The wicked dog gave a scornful disdain, dismissing such concerns, and his voice was loud and full of anger.

"If you are afraid, serve me as food today, pass me your power, and see how I destroy them!"

The soldier no longer snorted, and continued to carry meat in his hands that did not know which part of the body.

"Coward!" The evil dog snorted. "We also have Blackstone weapons and a large number of" Meat Shields ", but they are a group of deportees, only for our fangs tribe as food!"

"Kill them all, take away their Blackrock Weapons, and all of us will have powerful Blackstone Weapons! Warriors, we will have food that makes us even stronger!"

Ba Yi stood up and cried loudly.

The people of the Fangya tribe were also led, and all of them cheered and fell into madness.

Crying in every corner □□, high-pitched sound of excitement intertwined.

Unlike the excitement and madness of this group of ogres, in the not far corner, a group of people's eyes were numb and empty, as if living, full of despair.

They were crowded in the newly dug pit. The small space kept them close to each other, making it difficult for the air to breathe.

Indifferent to everything outside, seems to have accepted everything passively.

"Blue blood, can we really survive?" A voice sounded faintly in the corner.

Hearing people hear, their ears can't help moving, but most people don't care.

They heard so much comfort, but what they saw was the departure of those around them.

From the day their tribe was destroyed by the Fangs tribe, they became the food of the demons. They are not dead now, but they are worried that their meat will be chopped off, so they are kept for the time being.

There have been attempts to rebel, and the end is torture. That cruel means, they are reluctant to remember in this life.

Death has become lucky.

Some powerful fighters chose to join this group of demons. The closest person to eat is the ritual of entering the tribe. When the ceremony is completed, those people also become new demons.

All the old, weak, sick and disabled have been eaten as food. Under the cruel raging, no one dares to stand up and resist, numbly accepting the fact that he is about to die.

It is no longer a matter of praying to God to die, but to die.

The imminent arrival of their destination means that this group of people will definitely smash or satiate before launching an attack.

Even if they are fortunate not to be treated as food, they will become the backs of these demons.

"We can do it."

The vocal was a unkempt boy who could not see his original appearance. His thick hair hid a pair of piercing eyes, which was completely different from the numb eyes around him.

"Yi said, that man is a fierce warrior, with great wisdom, he can defeat this group of demons with him!"

The translucent eyes turned red, and tears wandered in it, but they were pinched to keep them from falling.

Speaking of everyone, everyone's mood has become extremely low. If this heroic man and the group of demons had not dealt with each other, I am afraid they would have become food.

Even at the last moment of his life, he never gave up hope.

狰 In the past, he was a third-level soldier in the Blackrock Horde. Although he was a little older, his combat effectiveness was still very strong.

At first he thought it was a kind of betrayal to leave the tribe, so although he was dissatisfied with the chief, he did not leave with Black Hunt.

He felt that he could do something, instead of choosing to leave when he encountered difficulties, and was even dissatisfied with the behavior of Black Hunt, thinking that he was betraying.

Gradually, he found that Black Hunt was right. After the Black Hunt left, the chieftain no longer hid his ambitions.

The chieftain no longer follows the long-standing tribal rules and enjoys the best food, weapons and women in the tribe.

The people around him have supreme power, whoever dares to question will be severely punished.

Everything of the tribe belongs to him. All people are his slaves. He must worship him and his descendants, and enjoy the power of life as chief.

The election of heirs is no longer contested by fighting, but inherited by his descendants and so on.

Many practices are unacceptable, harsh and brutal, and many others have objected.

The ending is either dead or wounded, or it is sold to the Fangs tribe as their food.

The old soldier was tortured along the way, and Blue Blood watched his body cut away a little bit, becoming incomplete and dying until he died.

Even so, he never lost hope, telling Blue Blood that as long as they persist, they will be able to escape the devil.

Another boy, Pinecone, still stunned: "But this group of demons is so powerful, and they have recruited many demons along the way ..."

"What!" Blue Blood pulled the pinecone towards himself, away from the earth wall behind him.

But people are too crowded and cannot move too much.

The two of them watched the soil wall thinning a little, and the soil fell down, first a small hole, and then slowly turned into a large hole, and finally a man was exposed!

Pinecone wanted to scream, and covered her mouth with the blue blood of her eyes.

The slight commotion here made the fangs warrior guarding the pit discover the movement and glanced at them. The two looked down and numb, and nothing happened.

The soldier found no clue, and looked away.

After the soldier went away, the two turned around and looked at the man who emerged from the soil.

"Who are you?" Blue Blood pressed the excitement in his heart, alert and excited.

The little head was exposed, a young boy of the same age, showing a bright smile towards them.

"I'm the rainbow rat of the Starfire Horde. Do you want to run away from these demons? Or, do you want these demons to be torn apart?"

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