Heaven Civilization Salvation System

Chapter 1 Saving Civilization Begins with Babies

"Woo~ woo~ woo"

A clear and loud cry echoed in the grotto, and the baby seemed to be sensitive to the unpleasant smell in the cave, and struggled even more.

Sunlight penetrated through the vents cut out around the grotto, barely giving a little light to the dark cave.

"Waibi Waibi, Waibi Babu" Although the female savage with disheveled hair was holding a child, she looked a little weak.

But he was still a little surprised and shouted at the bearded male savage next to him.

"Yigubiguwu Sidisi, Makabacca Tom Blibber"

The male savage next to him took the baby over with a red face and naked neck, roaring in his mouth, obviously more excited.

Fang Zhe, who is still a baby, looks confused. Saving civilization starts with babies?
"Forget it, if you don't understand, learn slowly, I'm still a baby anyway"

After eating the breast milk fed to him by the wild woman, Fang Zhe, who was in a baby state, also felt a little tired, and slowly fell asleep in the wild woman's arms.
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“在公元2112年12月21日00点00分，存在于太阳系中45亿年的月球突然消失。

Before this moment, the earth is no different from usual, except that today is the centenary of the end of the world predicted by the Mayans in 2012.

But after the last second on December 12, the moon disappeared from the eyes of everyone on the earth, including the space station.

The first minute after the moon disappears, it is still night in a place where you can't see as long as there is no light.

No. 30 minutes after the moon disappears, without the moon's gravitational pull, the tides will rise and fall at a fairly slow rate, about one-third of the current fluctuation.

In the first hour of the disappearance of the moon, the last communication from the earth arrived in the space station.

The day when the moon disappeared, the dawn that people were looking forward to did not come, and it never will come.

The earth also disappeared into the universe. "

Fang Zhe chattered to the primitive people beside him, but it seemed that these primitive people couldn't understand his Chinese, and basically didn't understand it.

But they saw the tragic look of this strange clansman, but they were infected by this passionate emotion and seemed a little sad.

"Forget it, forget it," Fang Zhe twisted his neck that was stiff from excitement, turned his head and walked outside.

Time passed by quietly, and Fang Zhe had never felt that waiting was such an unbearable thing.

This is the eighth year that Fang Zhe has been in this primitive world. In order to save his personal allocation resources in the space station, he chose to enter the dormant compartment, and he responded inexplicably when he entered.

"Would you like to save your civilization?"

"Yes." Before Fang Zhe could ask the next question clearly, he was transmigrated while still in the dormant compartment of the space station, and became a baby of this primitive tribe. Fortunately, there was a system as a welfare system for the transmigrators to help.

That is the civilization saving system.

As the name suggests, assist yourself to save the earth.

Fang Zhe, who had just traveled through time, was happy to find himself a child, so he played it as if it was a simulated game after falling into dormancy.

It's just that within three days, he gave up on this idea and chose to use the only function enabled by the system, skipping the round.

Although the name of this system is majestic, it is of no practical help now.

Every time after using the skip round, in this round, I am like the grandfather carried by this body, I can choose the text narrative mode, or the movie mode, and the movie mode even brings fast forward intimately.

And he found that as long as he insisted on doing something for more than three days before skipping this round, and left an idea to persist, the character would continue to do it during the time period he skipped.

Before the last round, he left behind the idea of ​​doing 10 sit-ups, [-] push-ups, [-] squats and running [-] kilometers a day.

It's a pity that he didn't become One-Punch Man when he came back again, except for his stronger body, there was no other change.

It's already the eighth round now, and nothing has been achieved yet, so I can't skip it like this.

After thinking about it, Fang Zhe decided to stay in this primitive tribe for a while to see if there is a way to break the situation.

Sitting on the top of the mountain, looking up, what comes into your eyes is a stretch of endless mountains and forests.

Among them, several bare mountains with few plants are used by tribal warriors for training, and they are also the main production areas of stone tools used by hunting warriors today.

The stone there is not suitable for plant growth, but it is a good training ground.

The place where Fang Zhe is standing now is a mountain of gravel. These gravels are not formed naturally, but were broken by people.

The useful stones that can be processed have been picked up by the tribe, and the rest are useless slag, and no one usually comes here.

In the several caves opened at the foot of the mountain are the tribe's residences.

Come to this tribe named "Xuan" and become a little kid in this tribe located in the wild mountains.

This is an isolated tribe, living a self-sufficient life.

When Fang Zhe was walking down the mountain, he happened to meet several men escorting an old woman with acne and an indifferent expression, walking towards the distance.

The extremely thin body was hunched, like a piece of orange peel that had been exposed to the sun for a long time, and the skin was full of dry and cracked lines.

The white hair was extremely conspicuous against the background of the brown-black skin, the number was very small, and it was scattered in the cold wind.There was a trace of gray in the godless eyes, and no sign of hope could be seen.

This is the second time in a week.

Winter came earlier this year than in previous years.The sudden heavy snow turned the whole world into white and completely cut off people's hope of survival.

The tribes that did not collect enough food had to rely on their savings since the beginning of autumn to get by.

Since last week, the tribe has been out of food.

People who were going crazy with hunger had to brave the heavy snow and go hunting in the mountains.

The women and children who stayed at home also dug up the snow around the tribe, and used simple tools to pry the frozen soil harder than iron, hoping to find a little bit of grass roots and wild stems that could feed their hunger.

However, even if you are lucky enough to get something occasionally, the little food you get cannot satisfy everyone's needs.

Hunger has become a terrible disaster that hangs over everyone's heads

In this case, after discussing with the clan shaman, the patriarch and the clan shaman reluctantly announced that a certain number of old people would be selected from the tribe and "abandoned".

Compared with the young and strong, the frail and sick old people are obviously a burden in the tribe.They produce very little, but consume a considerable amount of food.

Instead of wasting resources to feed them, it is better to solve it in advance so that those healthy villagers can survive this cold winter safely.

The location of the Xuan tribe is not good. Among the high mountains, people are used to cooking meat directly with snow water.

Add some white stones from the mountain walls, because the villagers are reluctant to discard the internal organs of the prey, so the food is slightly salty, and the soup smells very strong, which smells disgusting.

Food must give priority to satisfying the hunting team composed of young and strong.As for women and children, at most they can only taste a little leftovers.

In villages, it is not uncommon to see starving children grinding their teeth with anything they consider edible.Even the hard frozen pine has deep tooth marks.

The whole village is starving.Especially in the cold winter, more people will die.

If the hunting team that set out a day ago did not bring back enough prey, if this heavy snow continues for a long time... then...

When all the old people in the tribe are abandoned, the hungry primitive people will most likely lose their minds and target other people.

Fang Zhe has reason to be afraid of this. He is still a child, although his physical fitness is now similar to that of a modern adult.

As long as there are women, children can be born.

As for men... Hehe, there is never a shortage in this world.

Anyway, when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming and food is plentiful, women can give birth to more.

Like other people in the tribe, the cave where Zhou Zhe's family lives is also in the mountain.

Food is the biggest problem that will always plague the tribe.Regardless of birth, old age, sickness or death, the corpses of all villagers will not be wasted.

The old people who were discarded outside will be brought back by the discarded people after a while and distributed to the people in the tribe.

Everyone is well aware of this, but even if this kind of bland and bland food of unknown origin is distributed to everyone, it is only half a bowl.

Caves are the traditional living mode of primitive people.The huge hole was lying on the ground, and the hole was covered with about five centimeters of gravel.

The gravel is raised with frozen soil to form a ridge, and two wooden gates are placed in the middle of the ridge to resist the howling cold wind. The wooden doors are rough in workmanship, but they are very strong and can block the wind and snow.

Looking at the gloomy sky, Fang Zhe shook his head with a sneer, pushed open the wooden door, turned and walked into the cave.

Walking straight down the cave, the tribesmen opened large and small holes next to this straight road. They were like mouse nests, huddled inside and motionless. Occasionally, a pair of eyes stared at Zhou Zhe, showing a coveted expression.

Thanks to the fact that his father is one of the few experienced hunters in the village and his mother is a craftsman who knows how to weave, the cave of Fang Zhe's family is not in the straight road on the outer floor, but slightly inside.

Although the lack of air circulation made the smell of the carrion in the cave more serious, but the temperature was slightly higher than the temperature outside, so that this winter would not be so difficult.

After walking to the end and twisting and turning, we arrived at Fang Zhe's home in this world.

The three-year-old brother "A Xiong" and his mother "A Cai" huddled in the pile of weeds in the corner.

Closely relying on the weak fire to keep warm.

Because it is a mountain of earth and rock, two vents were cut on the top of the cave, and the smoke from the fire was released along the vents.

The physical development speed of the barbarians in this era is very different from that in Zhou Zhe's memory.The younger brother, Xiong, is about as tall as a junior high school student in the civilized age.

Ah Xiong's skin is very dark, but he looks very healthy. His black hair shows that he is not lacking in nutrients, and his eyes are shining darkly against the dirt on his face.

There has never been a shortage of such things as animal skin robes in the tribe.Whether it is summer or winter, this is the standardized uniform of the villagers.

Spotted deer skin is available to everyone. Spotted deer are vegetarian. As long as they are not provoked during the rutting season, they are almost harmless to humans, and it is not difficult for hunters to deal with them.

Leather robes must be worn with the fur inside reversed to keep warm.The buckskin robes worn by Ah Xiong and his mother were all shiny with oil, obviously they were often treated with oil.

The crooked stitching of animal hides, despite this, is a guarantee against being frozen to death in cold weather.

"Azhe...I'm hungry..."

Not only his younger brother A Xiong looked at him, but even his mother turned her head and stared at Fang Zhe expectantly. This 8-year-old child can often bring surprises to this dilapidated family.

Fang Zhe glanced at his younger brother, reached out and took out a piece of meat from his leather robe, pulled out a blunt stone knife, and cut it in half on the floor.

No one in this tribe kills an adult giant horned hippo alone.With a weight of more than six hundred kilograms and terrifyingly shaped giant pointed horns, it is the source of strength for this beast.

In addition to the impact force, this sharp horn is more like a sharp bayonet, which can easily smash the creatures that provoke him.

What his mother and younger brother didn't know was that the meat he brought back was a giant horned hippopotamus. He shook his head, seeing his mother anxiously hiding the meat, Fang Zhe became more and more worried about his situation.

This is already the eighth year since I came to the world of primitive people. In this era where force is paramount, my previous weak personality seemed out of place.

"Let's wait until the beginning of spring to try to implement it." Fang Zhe also sat down on the ground to rest, suppressing the uneasiness in his heart.

　No need to look, it has already entered the palace, and the rest is experimenting with new writing methods.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)