Beast Tamer: Super Lucky Starting Contract

As the sun rises, the morning glow splits the sky and sprinkles golden fragments all over the wilderness. The bright and warm sunlight makes the earth full of vitality again.

Mo Xu felt a little sore all over, and he instinctively struggled to get up.

In fact, I was fine physically, but I was extremely exhausted mentally. My mind felt like it had been run over by a truck. After waking up, I felt confused, with my eyes wide open and lifeless.

The door of the thatched hut was pushed open, and the young man was stunned to see Mo Xu standing upright, and then he shouted: "Grandpa, he's awake."

The middle-aged man heard the shouting, came hurriedly and asked: "You are awake, how do you feel?"

Mo Xu's eyes were dull, and he sat quietly as if he hadn't heard the call.

The middle-aged man pulled his son behind him, looked at Mo Xu with a wary look, and said, "Who are you? Can you hear me?"

"what happened to you?"

"Hey?"

The series of words finally brought Mo Xu's mind out of the chaos. He rubbed his swollen temples, as if waking up from a dream.

However, when he pricked up his ears and listened to the middle-aged man's words, he felt confused. It was completely different language.

He pursed his lips, and finally just shook his head without saying anything.

The middle-aged man looked at him helplessly, thinking that this man was a little stupid and not dangerous, and walked out.

The young man's eyes rolled around, and he walked to the stone bed curiously, saying a few words.

Mo Xu didn't understand, but he felt that the two people had no ill will towards him, so he had to force a smile.

Seeing that Mo Xu didn't reply, the young man felt a little bored and trotted out the door.

Mo Xu was the only one left in the room. He touched his body, where some parts of his body were covered with medicinal herbs, and felt real pain. He knew he was not dreaming.

"Where is this place? Why can't we speak the same language? Where are these people from?"

"what happened?"

"Who am I...again?"

"Mo Xu, my name is Mo Xu." Mo Xu called out his own name, but when he thought of more things he only felt a splitting headache.

He leaned on the stone bed with one hand and hit his head with the other, catching some images in his mind.

There are tall buildings, some familiar faces, him writing furiously in the postgraduate entrance examination room, and him enjoying the breeze on the embankment of Binjiang Park...

The images became more and more confusing, clouding his mind. He remembered almost nothing and passed out again.

When I woke up again, the sun was setting and it was evening.

Mo Xu got out of bed and pushed open the thatched hut. The smell of meat came from the yard. It turned out that middle-aged people and young men were grilling meat.

A large roe deer weighing several hundred kilograms was placed on several thick branches, with flames rising from underneath. The surface was golden and grease dripped onto the firewood, making crackling sounds.

The smell of meat made Mo Xu swallow his saliva. He didn't know how long he hadn't eaten.

The young man came over and pulled Mo Xu, pointed to a place, and asked him to go together.

Mo Xu woodenly followed the young man out of the yard and came to a stone well. During this time, many villagers were staring at this strange outsider.

Next to the well, the young man handed over a coconut scoop, said something, and then walked away.

Although they couldn't communicate in the same language, Mo Xu could still understand that he was asked to wash up.

He looked over from the wellhead and saw himself in the water in a very miserable state, with his clothes torn and his face covered in dirt.

"Can you cross through by jumping into a well?"

An idea suddenly popped into his mind, and then he felt confused, what is "time travel"?

As soon as he started to think about it, his head began to ache, so he gave up and scooped water from the bucket beside the well to wash his face and wipe his body casually.

Soon, the young man came with a set of clothes made of linen and straw vines and asked him to change into them.

Mo Xu wanted to say "thank you", but when he thought about his strange language, he just took it silently.

After putting on his "new" clothes, he finally no longer felt out of place with his surroundings and seemed like a member of the wilderness.

That night, a big party was held in the village. Men, women, old and young gathered in the yard of a newly hunted roe deer to eat meat.

There are about 300 people in this village. Of course, they don’t only eat roe deer. Every household contributes some prey and shares the delicious food with each other.

In this vast wilderness, the relationships between people in small tribes are very close, and they cannot survive without mutual support.

Although they couldn't speak the same language, Mo Xu still felt their enthusiasm. The middle-aged man prepared a very solid meal of meat and wild fruits for him.

Many villagers looked at him, but they were all curious and had no ill intentions. There were even some young women who blinked their watery eyes and looked at him, which made him feel embarrassed.

.....

Time flies and a month has passed in a flash.

Life in the wilderness is dull and dangerous. People work from sunrise to sunset and rest from sunset to sunrise, but they have to go out hunting for food and survival.

Mo Xu gradually got used to it day by day. After his injury was almost healed, he still couldn't remember anything, but he was embarrassed to eat and drink for free, so he helped out at home, making fire, fetching water and cooking food.

As time went by, Mo Xu gradually understood the meaning of some of the language here, such as the pronunciation of the names of his two saviors. The young man was called Mu Xie and the middle-aged man was called Xi Jing.

Later, he gradually participated in labor. At first, he watered the plants with the women and children. Later, Xijing saw that he was in good physical condition and deliberately trained him to hunt.

There is no good man in the village who would not go out into the wilderness to fight.

Today is another hunting day. Xijing, Muxie and Mo Xu enter the wilderness together.

The primitive forest is very dense, with countless wild beasts and poisonous insects. Xijing has lived here for decades and is well aware of the dangers. He is extremely cautious every time he enters. With his strong physique and keen intuition, he is almost the best hunter in the village.

They were crawling on the ground, and in front of them were three sika deer eating grass, completely unaware of the danger that was approaching.

"Kill!" Xijing gave the order to launch an attack.

Mo Xu and Xi Jing stood up instantly and drew their bows and shot. Two sika deer fell down, and the other one escaped in fright.

Mu Xie looked at Mo Xu with eyes full of admiration. He came to the Great Wilderness just to help his grandfather carry things, but this man was already able to hunt wild beasts.

Being able to hunt wild animals in the village represents a man’s maturity, and the girls will look at him with admiration.

Xijing was also very pleased. Although the young man did not seem to have much muscle, his strength was no less than his. He could pull a bow of the same weight and his accuracy was excellent. He was simply a natural hunter.

Just as Mu Xie was cheering and was about to collect the spoils, Xi Jing and Mo Xu's faces changed, and they pulled Mu Xie to the ground.

A man appeared in front of the woods and ran past them at high speed, as if he was running for his life. He muttered as he ran, "Damn, what the hell is this place!"

Mo Xu was shocked. He could actually understand everything that person said!