War garbage collection system

"Oh my god, oh my god, system, can't you wait for me? Why only give me an hour to prepare?"

[Host, the energy has been spent. Please prepare to cross the secret realm. 59 minutes, ... 58 minutes...]

"Damn it, I can't just sit there in a daze any longer. I need to act quickly, or it will be too late."

The Korean star, who was in a hurry, immediately started to collect everything his brothers could, and also quickly picked up the war garbage that should be picked up.

Then, we returned by helicopter. There are still many brothers outside.

There is still a lot of war garbage that has not been picked up! These can't be wasted. Han Xing is an ordinary person who is frugal.

40 minutes later, Han Xing also entered the royal manor space.

Eat, wash, take a shower, and then go to bed. He doesn't know how long it will take to enter this secret realm, so it is better to prepare early.

[Host, please prepare to enter the secret space. Ten seconds, nine seconds, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1, the soul enters the secret space and opens.]

Han Xing just felt dizzy, and then he fell silent on the bed, like a vegetable.

His soul was spinning in a dark space, and after about a second or two, it suddenly entered a body.

"Eh? It's so cold here!...Ah, my head hurts, what is this? System, tell me quickly."

[Host, please calm down! You are integrating the memories of this body.

Since my energy is exhausted, please handle the following matters by yourself. 】

"Hey, hey, system, don't leave me, help me.

What the hell, what kind of shitty memory is this? His name is actually: Xing,...

Oh my god, this is primitive society, why do I look like an ape? ...

Ah! I don’t want this. I want to go back. System, please come out and take me back. I want to…”

"Xing, Xing, you finally woke up. That's great. We don't have to die anymore." A very weak voice came from the side.

"What do you mean? Who are you? Where is this place? Why is it so cold here?..."

“???…”

The series of questions left the dying person next to him at a loss for words.

Han Xing tried hard to open his eyes and twisted his neck hard to look to the side.

"Oh my god, an old ape!?... No, who are you? Why do you look familiar?... You, you look like: Shan!?"

The vague memory finally made Han Xing unable to help but say out this person's name.

And this old monkey, no, this mountain was also continuously confused by Han Xing's series of questions and didn't know how to respond for a while.

Now that this star had finally called out his name, it seemed that his brain was still intact and he still recognized him. He was overwhelmed with emotion and replied with tears in his eyes:

"Xing, it's good that you're alive.

Yes, I am the mountain.

This is a mass grave in an abandoned land. We were dragged here by our tribesmen to die.

Xing, let me tell you..."

“!!!!!!!!…”

Shan's messy answers slowly restored Han Xing's memory, and he knew and understood 7788 of the whole thing.

It turns out that this is really a primitive society, and the planet that the Korean star traveled to is already dead. He was only 13 years old when he died, very young.

Based on the memory of this star, he also knew the survival trajectory of this star in this short life.

After all, this star is the son of an official!

Primitive people didn't know how to evaluate the place where they lived. Because there were many deer on this plain, they named it: Zhulu Plain.

In short, that’s what I mean, and this was summarized by a Korean star!

In Xing's extremely simple mind, there are only a dozen words: deer, like to eat, tiger tribe...

Yes, this star was once the young chief of the Tiger Tribe. He was a man who could get whatever he wanted because he could eat two meals a day!

His father was the chief of the Tiger Tribe, but unfortunately, he died of illness this summer.

In this primitive society with a lack of medical care and medicine, once a person falls ill, there is basically no hope of recovery.

Based on Xing's memory, Han Xing has discovered something strange.

I'm afraid that Xing's father, Shi, also died in the struggle between power and conspiracy.

The old chief Shi, who had been stationed at the Tiger Tribe's base camp, was only in his 30s, young and strong. How could he be bitten by a poisonous snake for no reason?

And there must be a reason why he couldn't be saved, but with Xing's ability, I just don't know or understand it.

He thought that his father Shi died because of bad luck.

He also thought that the current clan leader, Uncle Han, who had always been very kind to him, loved him so much!

How could this innocent Xing know that the reason he died was because of his "kind-hearted" uncle who sent someone to drug him?

"Damn, can these primitive people play so fancy?" After slowly understanding Xing's memory, Han Xing couldn't help but mutter.

"Xing, what did you say just now? I didn't hear it clearly, can you say it again?"

"Oh, oh, that, Shan, I was just saying, we are in a mass grave now, right?"

“Yes, Xing, I tell you, I kept shouting to those tribesmen, you are not dead!

But they just didn’t believe me, and they beat me up, and sent me here to die, they are all…”

[Shan, you are so weak, yet you keep talking like Tang Seng. Is that okay?

Although you are very loyal, this is not what I need now. I am very cold now. I need...】

"Um, Shan, can you still move now? Can you help me up first?"

"Ah!? Okay, okay, I'll help you up right now."

The north wind was howling and it was extremely cold, with small snowflakes floating on my body from time to time.

A minute later, Han Xing finally sat up and was able to see everything in front of him.

It sounds complicated, but it took less than two minutes for the Korean star to cross over!

[The first thing to do now is to save yourself. By the way, this is a mass grave, there must be dead bodies.

It would be easier if I had a corpse. I could...

Huh? Where's my mental strength?

Eh? Where is my Royal Manor space?

Damn it, system, please don’t be so ruthless! What do you want me to do now? I…】

Cursing the system in his heart, Han Xing had no choice but to turn around and look at Shan who was already out of breath, and said in the gentlest tone possible:

"Um, Shan, can you find me a body?"

"Xing, what do you want the corpse for?" Shan, confused, looked at Han Xing with questioning eyes.

“Well, I’m useful.

Shan, hurry up, I'm freezing."

Although Shan's heart was full of doubts, he still accepted the order.

Using his rough, hairy hands, he began digging in front of him.

[Is Xing so hungry that he wants to eat even corpses? Or...?]

Shan likes to nag, but I didn’t expect that he also likes to nag in his heart.

Han Xing sat aside and continued to integrate Xing's memories.

The Tiger Tribe is one of the largest primitive tribes in the Zhuolu Plain, with a population of about five to six hundred people.

The reason why the number cannot be determined is that once this cold winter comes, many members of the tribe will surely freeze to death or starve to death.

Of course, they couldn't count them either, after all, they were primitive people! It's understandable.

There are 13 tribes in this tiger area, with the smallest tribe having only fifty or sixty people.

However, there are five or six primitive tribes with about 200 people, so the total number is still not small.

They were originally from the same tribe, but they couldn't get enough to eat, so they separated and established different tribes.

There is no such thing as strength in numbers here.

Having more people does not mean more prey.

Because in a certain area, the total number of its prey is limited and cannot support so many people.