A fantasy of a beautiful manga

Chapter 358 'Crab Life'!
This is a lush green grassland, the unnamed green grass is about one meter high, slightly swaying with the cold wind.

The grassland seems to have no end in sight, but there are a group of creatures that are not harmonious with the grassland and it.

This is a group of strange creatures with eight legs, six arms and two heads. Their feet grow on both sides, four on each side, and three arms on each side, growing in front of their stomachs.

The head is even more strange, the pointed one grows on the top, and there is a circle in the middle, like a pointed stone and a round stone falling together, very strange.

Added together, the height can be more than ten meters high! (modified slightly)
They walk sideways. There are four joints on eight feet, which add up to about seven meters long and half a meter thick. When walking, the four joints are powerful and move their huge bodies.

It's like a crab!
Although this group of beings doesn't know what a crab is...

There are about a dozen beings in this crab-like group. When the sun gradually rises from the distance, one of the most powerful crabs opens its folded eyelids, and puts the two eyes hidden in its head. Protruding out, looking at the yellowish sun in the distance.

"It's time to eat!"

This most powerful crab life should be the leader of the group. When he saw the sun rise, he made a strange cry, waking up the rest of the crab life that hadn't opened their eyes.

"What do you eat today?"

"Yeah, what are you eating today?"

……

The weird chirping sounds came from the mouths of these waking crabs, and they all surrounded the leader one by one, making it extremely noisy.

"Shut up, eat whatever I say!"

The leader couldn't take it anymore, he roared, and finally made those around him shut their mouths like black holes.

Black hole is a word he just thought of. He came up with it when he saw a bottomless hole in the dark night. It is very suitable to describe the big mouth of the idiots who can't fill it.

By the way, metaphor?
I seem to have thought of a new word!
The leader became happy and stopped being angry, and led a group of people to start walking in the direction of the rising sun.

According to previous experience, there are always good things in the direction where the sun rises, such as food.

Once he led his people to the direction where the sun was rising, and saw a fat creature with only four legs and no hands. Except for the head and feet, the other parts were all flesh, about six or seven Meters long, one can almost feed their entire group, and it tastes delicious and delicious.

He called this creature 'big meat', which means big meat!

But this kind of creature is not often encountered. When you are unlucky, you can't even find a "small meat" that is one or two meters long and covered in hair, let alone "big meat".

At this time, he can only lead the group to eat the three to four meter long grass around them, and stuff the grass into their stomachs through the 'black hole' so that they can survive.

In fact, the leader didn't know why they had to live. He only knew that if they didn't eat, they would feel very uncomfortable.

At the most uncomfortable time, they will even eat their own clansmen who look the same as themselves.

I remember that there were several wars on the grassland, because there was nothing to eat, so his group fought with other groups, and then ate each other's flesh!

In the last battle, his clan defeated the opponent, but there were only a dozen or so clansmen left, so they could only flee for their lives, fleeing to this prairie where there were few 'big meat' and 'small meat', only grass.

In fact, apart from eating and living, he sometimes wonders, why are they alive?

He remembered that even the longest-lived tribe he knew had only lived for 200 years.

As for how much is 200 years?

This is how the older generations calculated the rising and setting of the sun.

Every day, they will scratch one foot or one arm, wait until ten scratches, and then cut another arm or leg, until fourteen arms and legs have scratches, even if one year.

After a year, start planning again.

Their bodies are very strong, and after a year, the place where they first stroked will become lighter, so you can see it.

As for 200 years, how many times the sun has risen...he couldn't figure it out.

He believed that the clansman he was leading now couldn't figure it out either.

It is said that only the large ethnic group with more than 100 clansmen closest to the sun can calculate this complicated problem.

"Head, I just saw a little meat in the direction of the sun!"

At this time, a clansman came over and pointed in the direction of the sun, interrupting his thinking.

He was very angry when his thinking was interrupted, and he raised his foot and kicked the tribe's foot: "Then hurry up and catch it, come and tell me what you are doing?"

"Boss, you are the one who told you to act first, whatever you saw!" The clansman was kicked very wronged, but he didn't dare to fight back.

"It seems to be the case..."

The leader also heard that he had indeed said this sentence, and stopped: "Go, take me to catch that 'little meat'!"

"Yes, head."

Thinking that they would be able to eat after a while, the clansman finally cheered up, and followed the leader towards the place where the 'little meat' was found.

All of a sudden, more than a dozen crabs with a height of more than ten meters ran sideways towards the sun, trying to catch the little meat that the tribe saw just now.

It's just that the leader drove a group of people a long way, but he still didn't find the 'little meat', and some were just grass with no end in sight.

"Damn!"

The leader cursed angrily, found the clansman who said he saw the food just now, and started punching and kicking.

As soon as he made a move, the rest of the tribe who had made a trip in vain also rushed up and started beating him.

They do this kind of thing often.

"All stop!"

After fighting for a long time, the leader felt a little hungry, so he called the other clansmen to stop.

"I'm hungry, eat!"

Without any extra words, he found a grass field that had not been stepped on by them, pulled up the grass on the ground with his hands, shook it a few times, and stuffed it into the 'black hole' in his mouth.

Huh?
mouth?

Seems like a much better word than 'black hole'?

He yelled a lot more, and when he found out that he was right, he became happy.

"Look at me, this place is not called 'black hole' from now on, it's called mouth! Got it?"

After he was happy, he called the rest of the tribe over to look at him, then pointed to his mouth and said.

"Yes, head!"

The other clansmen swallowed the grass that still had a lot of dirt on it, and answered with a growl.

This is their tradition.

At this time, the fellow who had just been beaten by a large group of clansmen also stood up slowly, pulled up the grass that was just pressed by his body, and started to eat.

He wasn't dead yet, he just felt more pain in his body, and he couldn't die.

On the contrary, after this time, his body should still be stronger!
This is the benefit of being beaten.

After swallowing a handful of muddy grass with difficulty, he looked in the direction of the sun again.

A tinge of flesh color appeared in his bulging eyes.

This is a six or seven meter long 'big meat'!
"Head, 'big meat'!" He exploded with all his strength, pointing there and shouting at the leader.

The leader looked over and saw it too.

Then there was a burst of chasing, and these strange beings more than ten meters high rushed towards the so-called 'big meat'.

And behind these beings, the guy who was originally considered to be "little meat" suddenly appeared there, looking at the chasing crab lives, he showed a smile.

'I don't know what these lives I made up will turn into in the end? '

(End of this chapter)