Traveling through the world of beasts: I lead the system to build an empire

pain.

It hurts everywhere.

This was the first thought that came to Mingfeng's mind after he woke up from his coma.

The next moment, he suddenly recalled what happened before he lost consciousness.

"Momo!"

Mingfeng suddenly sat up from a pile of fallen leaves with the smell of moist earth and fermentation and decay, and looked around in panic.

He was also seriously injured. Just the movement of sitting up caused his vision to go dark, his ears to buzz, and his head to spin.

I just felt sick.

Mingfeng guessed that it might be the concussion that Su Mo mentioned.

The beast cannot die.

He tried to see his surroundings clearly.

It was already dusk, and the sun gradually disappeared behind the horizon. The golden afterglow of the sunset was reflected in the forest covered with pale yellow fallen leaves, which complemented each other.

This season, this time period, and this environment are when Mingfeng is most often lazy.

But now, how could Mingfeng be in such a mood?

The connection of the beast mark told him that Su Mo was already far away from him.

Mingfeng only knew that Su Mo was probably in the south, but he didn't know her exact location. This was not good news in the vast and sparsely populated animal world.

The open space was littered with thick tree trunks that had been broken into several sections. In some places, the fallen leaves had been blown away, leaving only pits of earth.

The surviving trees around were not spared either, and their trunks were covered with marks of various impacts, beatings, and cuts.

Even if he continues now, he probably won't live long.

The ten males brought out from the tribe were now piled up in a corner in a mess. Jiankang and Chiyu were also lying on the ground, one in the south and one in the north, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

The vines that were originally everywhere in this forest have long disappeared.

Mingfeng finally realized now that they had already entered the encirclement of the vine orcs without knowing it.

His broken arm completely paralyzed him, his legs were probably broken as well, and his chest hurt terribly with every breath he took.

I don't know if the ribs are still strong.

Mingfeng struggled to stand up and staggered to Jiankang's side.

In his heart, health is much more reliable than Chiyu.

When he got really close, Mingfeng realized that his health condition was much worse than his own.

But fortunately, I'm still breathing.

The big crocodile's leather armor, which Mingfeng had originally envied, was now beaten to pieces, like a pair of hand-beaten beef balls that had been through a lot of damage.

There wasn't a single piece of healthy flesh on his body, his breathing was uneven, and he looked in extremely bad condition.

Moreover, Mingfeng's current healthy state gave him a familiar yet unfamiliar feeling.

It looked like he was about to get a promotion, but also like he was a kid who couldn't control his abilities after falling asleep.

It's weird anyway.

of course.

The little brat is just a metaphor. The healthy overflowing energy is terrifying and has nothing to do with the little brat's petty fighting.

Moreover, this energy does not distinguish between friend and foe. If Mingfeng and Jiankang were not connected, and Jiankang subconsciously would not harm him, Mingfeng would probably have been chopped into eight hundred pieces by now.

Before this, Mingfeng had never encountered such a situation.

Maybe the promotion of a Heavenly Level Orc is like this in terms of health.

Despite the strange state, no one else could get close to it, let alone hurt it.

It can be considered as a kind of protection from the Beast God to his people.

Mingfeng could only comfort himself in this way.

Otherwise, what else can be done?

Should I stay here until he gets promoted? Or should I take my health back to the tribe and take good care of it?

Do not make jokes.

Given Mingfeng’s current physical condition, it is unknown whether he can go back on his own.

It is true that Mingfeng is worried about his health, but now is not the time to study his health. For Mingfeng, being alive is a good thing.

Mingfeng went to see Chiyu again.

Still breathing heavily.

Chiyu's beast form is covered with fur, and it's red fur.

If it weren't for the fact that several pieces of his fur were missing and he was emitting a strong smell of blood, Ming Feng wouldn't have known where he was injured.

Jiankang was in such a bad condition that Mingfeng couldn't find a place to start.

Chiyu's injuries seemed better than his health, which gave Mingfeng hope to wake him up.

You should know that males have abnormal recovery abilities. Most injuries can be healed after a good sleep.

If he doesn't wake up, he is dead.

But Mingfeng can be sure that Chiyu is still alive.

"Chiyu, Chiyu!"

With a hoarse voice, he called Chi Yu tentatively a few times.

no response.

He stretched out his relatively intact leg with difficulty and kicked the red fox lightly on its back a few times.

It’s not that Mingfeng is so considerate. If his legs and feet weren’t in bad condition, he would have used more force.

After all, it’s not easy to find an opportunity to kick Chi Yu.

But after a few kicks, Chi Yu still didn't react.

Helplessly, Mingfeng had to endure the pain and squatted down to try to pull him away.

Or a few slaps in the face.

As a result, as soon as he squatted down, he didn't know where the wound was affected, but a fishy and sweet taste suddenly surged in Mingfeng's throat.

Then a mouthful of blood gushed out of his mouth, and then he began to cough violently, gasping for breath.

If you cough, you will spit out blood, and if you spit out blood, you will cough.

It's like being stuck in a vicious circle.

He vomited several times before he finally stopped.

Mingfeng's face was pale and his forehead was covered with sweat due to the pain.

When people are unlucky, even drinking cold water will get stuck in their teeth.

He wanted to raise his hand to wipe the sweat off his face, but he subconsciously raised his broken right hand, which made him gasp in pain again.

After a while, Mingfeng casually wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth with his left hand, and then wiped the sweat from his forehead that was about to flow into his eyes.

I just felt like my lungs weren't working anymore.

I kept breathing in and out, but I still felt a tightness in my chest.

Mingfeng felt depressed as he made such a big noise but saw no sign of Chiyu waking up.

He didn't think Chi Yu would pretend to be unconscious to tease him at a time like this.

That means Chi Yu has completely lost consciousness.

But Mingfeng did not give up and reached out to pull Chiyu.

Then he was surprised to find that there was a wound across Chi Yu's face.

The wound was neither big nor deep. It was probably just a scratch, not enough to cause disfigurement.

But this was enough to surprise Mingfeng.

Because the two of them were always quarreling and bickering, Mingfeng thought he knew Chiyu quite well.

This person looks narrow-minded, but he is actually very kind-hearted. If you make him angry, he will ignore you for a few days at most, and he will forget about it after a few days. He doesn't hold a grudge that much.

Except for his face.

As long as Mingfeng said he was ugly or had bad skin, Chiyu would definitely get angry.

The kind that is hard to coax.

Therefore, Mingfeng knew very well how much Chiyu valued his face.

Looking at the disheveled red fox and the obvious scars on his face, Mingfeng felt dizzy.

Chi Yu loved his face the most, but now he couldn't even protect his face, which showed how powerful the vine was.

Can you really beat him?

Mingfeng closed his eyes tightly, then opened them suddenly.

Momo...

Momo is still in the hands of that robber!

We can't just give up!

Must go back and report.

Thinking of this, Mingfeng decisively circulated his energy, and invisible gusts of wind suddenly blew up on the open ground, lifting Mingfeng's body up.

Taking advantage of the wind, Mingfeng took off slowly and flew towards the tribe.

With this gust of wind, even if Mingfeng only had one wing left, it would be enough to fly back to the tribe for help.

As for whether the twelve unconscious males will be in any danger in the wild, and whether any accidents will happen if no one is guarding them.

It was not within Mingfeng's consideration.

In the heart of a male, his female is always the most important.