Hold tight to the thighs of the system and do things

Chapter 163 Borrowing the Name of a Fake God
Ji Yue was in a trance for a moment.

I didn't expect that after arriving in Zhongqian World, the time ratio would be so cruel.

Sure enough, practice cannot be divided into years, and the world is already mulberry field in an instant.

Those who were known in the past, those who did not know, are probably already turned into dust by now, and have passed away in reincarnation.

Spiritual consciousness swept across the planet, and space elevators, quantum satellites, light-speed space ships, and floating cities have all become reality.

Although there is a trace of joy in my heart, it is more of a sense of loneliness and strangeness.

Ji Yue knew that time still had an impact on him. After a long time passed, the emotional aspect has become much weaker. Although he still can't achieve the level of ruthless and desireless, it is obviously much cooler than before.

This is not to say that it is because of practicing some skills or becoming a god, or simply because of the passage of time and too many things that lead to being indifferent to the world.

If you watch too much about one thing, you won't have such big mood swings.

Take the profession of a doctor as an example.

When I first saw life and death, I felt sad when I had no choice but to get used to it after ten or twenty years.

I am used to all kinds of deaths, those who died of cancer, those who were hacked to death, those who died by drinking poison, those who died of dystocia, those who died by falling, those who were killed by collisions, those who were missing arms and legs, those whose brains were flattened, and whose bodies were smashed to pieces I have seen too many sexual fractures.

So much numbness, after numbness, how can there be so many emotional fluctuations?

Ji Yue is similar, although most of the time is spent in seclusion, but he has also traveled through the human world for hundreds of years.

A few hundred years is enough to see a lot.

Ji Yue sighed quietly in his heart, and then reopened the system page.

This time, he didn't want to know too much, and wanted to try the real randomness. Only the real unknown could make him a little bit interested.

"Crossing the world - random middle world - 3000
Traveling through host body - random -100
Time Travel - Random -300"

……

The corner of Ji Yue's mouth twitched slightly after waking up, with a bit of a wry smile. It seems that most of the time, this host that travels randomly can't get a good identity.

Slightly drew some power of the earth and attached it to the palm of his left hand, and slapped the wild wolf that was biting his thigh to death with one palm.

Then looking at his left leg, which had exposed the thigh femur and calf tibia, he was really helpless. This was the most embarrassing time he had been in so many lives.

This is also the first time I know what it feels like to be bitten by a wild beast!
Fortunately, it hasn't fully fused yet, so the pain is not so sensitive, so I quickly took out a vitality pill, crushed it and sprinkled it on the wound.

While waiting for the wound granulation to grow, I checked the memory of this physical body.

This is a wild world.

The monsters are rampant, and the big monsters are rampant. The human race can only live in a corner of the mountains and rivers. The status is not higher than some small and medium-sized monster races, and even slightly worse.

The only fortunate thing is that human flesh is not delicious, and the blood power is relatively weak, and the slightly stronger monsters don't bother to hunt and kill them.

Therefore, although the life of the human race is difficult, it is not exhausted, and they can barely survive in the cracks.

Of course, these memories are not owned by the host itself, but Ji Yue calculated it himself based on the messy memories in the host's brain.

It is not easy to deduce so much from a pile of so-and-so grass, which clansman offended me and wants to kill him, and so-and-so may not be able to cure him. It is not easy to deduce so much from his ominous memory in advance.

This host is a member of the Cangya tribe not far from the edge of this small forest. As for the identity, Ji Yue thinks it should be a witch.

It's not the witch of the witch clan, but a magic stick witch who acts as a knowledge inheritor in this kind of primitive tribe with a little knowledge of medicine and some knowledge of survival.

The status is slightly higher than the leader of a tribe.

But sometimes it depends on the specific situation. If the tribal leader is weak, he will be completely suppressed by the witch. If the tribal leader is strong, he may be suppressed by the witch.

The witch that Ji Yue occupies now can only be said to be no different, and he gets along with the leader of the tribe fairly harmoniously.

This time, he secretly went out to look for medicinal materials by himself, and accidentally ran into a lone wolf who was about to become wise, and that's why he suffered so badly.

After Ji Yue sorted out his memory, the injury on his leg was basically healed. When he stood up and was about to leave, he discovered another embarrassing thing.

His whole body, except for a little rough bone jewelry on his neck, only the blood-stained animal skin hanging on his waist.

In other words, he is currently hanging up the gap.

As soon as I stood up, I felt that it was chilly down there, and I felt uncomfortably shaken even after taking two random steps, and I don't know how I got used to it here!
Ji Yue couldn't bear to go back to the tribe like this, anyway, he would continue to be a witch after returning to the tribe, and witches were quite mysterious in the tribe.

Therefore, Ji Yue didn't care if the difference would be exposed, so he just put on a low-grade magic weapon woven with gold and silver silk. .

As for the problem of exposure, it is necessary to change anyway, one-time change and gradual change are both changes, if it is really necessary to change slowly, Ji Yue really does not have the temper to act slowly.

What's more, as long as you have the strength, what are you afraid of if you are exposed or not?
Before leaving, by the way, he cast a cleansing technique on himself.

There is no way, the whole body is estimated to be two or three centimeters thick in gray, and the hair on the head is clumped and knotted, Ji Yue really can't bear it if he doesn't clean it up.

Walking into the tribe, ignoring the strange eyes around him, he went straight into his stone house, dusted off slightly, sat cross-legged and quietly waited for the leader of the Cangya tribe to come over.

Sure enough, after a while, Cang Ya walked in.

The name of the tribal leader must always be inherited, so no matter who is the leader, he must be called Cang Ya.

"Wu Yue! You..."

Originally, Cang Ya heard from his clansmen that Wu came back wearing a strange dress, and he thought it was because they made a fuss, but he didn't expect it to be so.

He had seen similar clothes before.

That was the last time when the Wanbu Alliance went to Qinghua City to pay homage, they saw it on Da Wu Mi in Qinghua City, and the clothes they saw that time seemed not as gorgeous as the clothes on Wu Yue in front of him.

"Where did you get these clothes?
Could it be that he met a god! "

The god of heaven is the legend here. It is said that after meeting the god of heaven and going through the test, he will be rewarded by the god of heaven.

Moreover, only witches have the possibility to encounter gods.

It is impossible to get such clothes casually, and they don't have any here, so in Cang Ya's mind, it will only happen if it is possible to get the favor of the gods.

When Ji Yue turned to this part of memory, he only felt that YY is really a thing with a long history, and he was already so good at YY in the tribal era.

Although I think this reason is a bit ridiculous, but only this reason has some roots in the tribe.

For the sake of convenience in the future, Ji Yue could only nod his head and acquiesce in this matter.

"The gods have taught me the spells, I will sort them out today, and tomorrow you will have all the clansmen in the clan come to my side to test them.

If qualified, I will teach them the spells taught by the gods. "

　This is a barbaric world. There is no world of heaven, earth and man, but only one world.

　　The monster race is unparalleled, and the human race is very weak.

　　But the monsters are not against each other, because the human race is not enough to make the monster race hostile.

　　Originally, I wanted the protagonist to become an ordinary clansman, but if he becomes an ordinary clansman, it may take a lot of work to win the trust of those people, so we simply let him become a witch in the tribe.

　　Just a change of identity can save at least 1 words.

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　　Remarks: (one centimeter means one millimeter, one centimeter is ten millimeters)
　　Pay attention, this is a follow-up to an alternative post-apocalyptic article, not a simple wild world.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)