Living on a deserted island, the cold female president regards me as king

The Devil's Desolation that Duo'er mentioned aroused a little interest in my heart.

Cursed land?

I also have a curse on me, does it have something to do with this?

Moreover, Professor Sun told me at the beginning that the gods of the savages have prototypes in the history of the savages.

Some myths of the savages are not entirely stories, but are combined with history.

Just like the Yellow Emperor, Chi You, etc. in ancient Chinese civilization, these are real characters, but after some processing, their stories have been deified by later generations.

In this forbidden area of ​​the giant tribe, there are some wild bones buried, but I don't think there are really any bones.

Even if it really existed, it might have turned to ashes a long time ago.

As for what happened to the curse, it is debatable.

This is a topic that cannot be discussed clearly by science. If it weren't for the fact that this kind of strange thing is actually happening to me, I would not believe it no matter what.

With deep doubts, we finally came to the camp where Yucheng Yao and the others were going!
And I saw Qian'er again!
This is an underground stalactite cave, where Xi'er and another female devil are stationed, waiting for Yucheng Yao and the others to come back.

Yucheng Yao and the others left this time to find supplies.

Now the result is naturally that the supplies were brought back successfully, and there was also an unexpected harvest, that is, me and Duo'er.

At this moment, Xi'er is no longer wearing some animal skins or the casual clothes I found on the plane as before. She is wearing the black combat uniform prepared by Yucheng Yao and the others, which gives people a capable and powerful feeling , extremely sexy and touching.

After not seeing her for such a long time, Xi'er's immature face matured slightly, and the expression on her face became more determined.

"Brother Zhang, why are you here?"

After Xi'er saw me, she yelled in surprise, and then she ran into my arms.

I stretched out my arms to hug this familiar body, sniffing the delicious fragrance on her body, I was also very happy in my heart.

Fortunately, Xi'er didn't have any accidents. Judging by her appearance, she seemed to be living well during this time.

Thinking about it, in the past, Xi'er didn't have any advanced equipment in her hands, and she was able to feel like a fish in water on this deserted island. Now, with the assistance of those modern weapons and equipment, her strength has improved to a higher level, even if it is underground. , and nothing major will happen.

But at this moment, when the perverted boy Yamamoto saw Qian'er being so enthusiastic about me, he was extremely jealous and his eyes turned red.

You know, Xi'er treats him very coldly on weekdays, like an iceberg.

But what about me now?
He had never seen Xi'er like this, which made Yamamoto's determination to kill me stronger and stronger.

"Miss, our supplies have been prepared, and we can start operations this afternoon."

Xi'er was talking to me personally, we two are newlyweds, and we are in a hot relationship, but this woman Yuchengyao pretends not to see it, and comes to bother us, as if she has no eyes.

I'm a little unhappy, but Xi'er has a good temper.

"Then let's start this afternoon."

Qian'er nodded slightly, but asked strangely: "Sister Yao, why did brother Xiao Zhang come here? It's very dangerous here, he..."

"Miss, your Brother Zhang is not an ordinary person, his strength is not weak, and besides, he must come to this place, otherwise he may die..."

As Yucheng Yao spoke, she put her pretty face in Qian'er's ear and began to whisper.

I don't know what strange things this woman said, but when she heard this, Qian'er's pretty face turned pale, and she looked at me very worriedly, as if she was about to cry.

I was very confused immediately, what did Yuchengyao say to Qian'er?
What she said earlier also made people puzzled, why do I have to come here, or I will die?

And Xi'er's behavior is also very weird. It can be seen that Qian'er did not agree with me to be with them, but now Yucheng Yao made her change her decision.

"Brother Zhang, come with me!"

Xier took my hand and walked towards her tent.

At this time, other people started to sort out the supplies and equipment, preparing for the afternoon's action.

I glanced at it, Yucheng Yao's equipment is no less professional than the company's group of people, which is a bit interesting.

After Xi'er and I entered the tent, Xi'er quickly locked the zipper of the tent, and carefully checked whether anyone was eavesdropping.

After doing all this, she pulled me to sit down and couldn't help sighing: "Brother Zhang, show me your hands!"

I did so subconsciously, Xi'er took my hand and pushed the bone string on my wrist up, revealing the cloud-like black mark.

After seeing this thing, Xi'er covered her mouth with one hand in surprise, tears streaming down her face.

Seeing her like this, my heart skipped a beat.

It seemed that Xi'er actually knew about this curse.

Was what Yucheng Yao said to her just now related to the curse?

I think Yucheng Yao and I trekked all the way today, and I didn't deliberately cover it up. The mark on the wrist was noticed by her. Of course, it is also possible that Miss Shazi told her.

Seeing Xi'er crying so sad at this moment, I suddenly knew from the bottom of my heart that this thing is exactly as I guessed, it is not a good thing!
Alas, this curse has changed me a lot these days, sometimes I do feel that I have benefited from it, and I am a little bit ecstatic, but now it seems that this thing is like a poppy, and the happiness that those benefits bring me, But it is a deadly poison.

I hugged Xi'er tenderly, held her delicate pretty face, stretched out my hand to help her wipe away those tears, and said comfortingly: "What's wrong, Xi'er, I don't allow you to cry, do you know what this is? These days this thing has brought me a lot of benefits."

Xi'er took a few deep breaths, stopped crying, and then explained to me.

"This black pattern is described in some ancient books of the aborigines. It is a tribute mark. The savage language reads as Val Ula, which means something given to the gods."

Something for the gods, a tribute?
After hearing what she said, I couldn't help but smiled wryly. I always thought I was cursed, but now it seems that it's not the case at all. The gods don't bother to curse me. I'm just like a pig's head or a sheep's head on the altar stuff.

"Thousands of years, or even ten thousand years ago, in the dynasty of the Honglu people, there was a group of very radical priests. They believed that the gods could be resurrected, just to bring this great god king back to the world. A large number of living people must be provided as tribute."