King from scratch

What should the wilderness of the beast god look like?

Players who have never been in contact with it may have many vague guesses about it, including the race that has been mentioned but has never been in contact with it-orcs.

But when it really appeared in front of everyone's eyes, the vague imagination became reality.

The vast prairie stands under the sky, and the scenery completely different from the kingdom, with a rough and primitive atmosphere, rushes towards us.

There is the smell of grass in the wind, and more, the smell of excrement.

The five players who were teleported to the destination had no time to be shocked by the vast picture of cattle and sheep under the wind and grass, and they were first attacked by a fierce smell. Their first reaction was to cover their noses and look around vigilantly.

The bullet screen immediately refreshed.

"? Is this some kind of bizarre ceremony? Why do you have to cover your nose after arriving at the Beast God Field?"

"Maybe it's because of the smell?"

"The picture quality of the live broadcast is so good... Even the shit is so clear, can't you help me make a mosaic?"

"Fuck? Is there really shit?"

"My beautiful fantasy of the prairie is completely shattered."

"It was agreed that the wind blows the grass to look down on the cattle and sheep, but in the end only the wind blows the grass to look down on piles of shit?"

"It's normal. Think about it. There are a lot of cattle and sheep on the grassland, right? Then they have to shit, right?"

"It makes sense, but the question is isn't this in the game? Is it necessary to make it so real?"

"What? The npc actually wants to shit? Is there a plan to make such a setting for the npc?"

"It's as if it's the first time you know that the planner has a brain hole."

"That's the question, do cattle and sheep belong to NPCs?"

"Wait a minute, I suddenly remembered, there are orcs in this place, right? So what do orcs look like in this game? Anyway, I don't have any hope for the plan, and the bunny girl definitely doesn't exist."

"If you didn't pay attention to the piles of shit, you will see that there is a bunch of tents in the upper left corner of the camera."

"The anchor came here after accepting the mission. The place they teleported to should be in that tribe, right?"

"Why didn't the anchor respond for a long time, did he get dizzy?"

Wang Lun, who was being missed by the barrage, wasn't dizzy because of the stink, he was trying to find a way...a safe way that wouldn't step on shit.

Luye, who finally recovered, spoke first: "This is too much, have we been teleported to the toilet?"

Ye Quan had finished what Wang Lun was doing and came to a conclusion: "Don't look, just go."

Li looked at the tribe surrounded by tents not far away, thoughtfully: "Is the technology of the tribe a bit backward?"

Within the line of sight, there is no absolutely safe road.

Wang Lun gave up, and after hearing Li's words, he also looked at the rough and crude tribe: "I think this question can be changed to how backward the Beast God Field is."

Wang Dazhuang took the lead, and under the watchful eyes of others looking at the warrior, he left the suspected "toilet" place frankly and walked towards the tent.

The others quickly followed.

Green Leaf took over the conversation and said, "The technology gap in this game has always been serious, but it may also be because the Beast God Wilderness was chaotic for too long before, and there was no time to develop technology."

Ye Quan frowned and looked around: "Then their hygiene habits must be worse."

Li stared at the tribe that was gradually revealing its true colors, and said in a low voice: "I have an ominous premonition."

Wang Dazhuang, who was at the forefront, concluded: "We are finished."

The tribe is made up of a bunch of tents, and apart from that, there is almost no trace of human civilization.

The burning bonfire is the center of the tent, and beside the bonfire stands a long tusk of an unknown beast, almost as tall as a person, and a dead body hangs on the sharpest part of the top, to be precise, it is half, belonging to the half of the beast.

Demons are a race with strange shapes. Except for Nubida, almost all other demons can be described as improvised and distorted, like combining certain parts of several different races of animals with human bodies.

But the corpse in front of me is different, it is frozen in the state of transforming from a beast into a human, and its white hands and feet have become like humans, fragile and powerless, but the rest of the body is still the part that belongs to the beast .

It's an unknown beast.

To be precise, the player has never seen it before. It has long fangs, sharp horns, and is covered with thick fur. It should have four strong hooves, but now, the hooves have become hands and feet, flipped on the campfire, Smells of fat and meat.

Its appearance is similar to the cattle and sheep on the earth, but it is bigger and more lethal. Of course, it may have a stronger desire to attack.

Wang Dazhuang didn't get too close to the tent, but the tent itself was sparsely placed, so that when they got closer, they could see all the scenes.

Wang Dazhuang stopped and turned to look at other players.

The expressions of the players present were a bit grim.

Even the barrage was shocked by this scene.

"Damn it! Good guy, this is a primitive tribe, right?"

"Cannibals?!"

"Fuck, this step from civilized society to the age of beasts is too big."

"I don't even want to know why they keep the body of the beast, but roast the human part."

"Suddenly I understand why everyone doesn't like to play with orcs anymore, it's too barbaric..."

"The Salfa Federation is so close to the Wilderness of the Beast God, but the difference is too far away."

"Although this scene is indeed shocking, shouldn't you take a look at the guy with his hands and feet roasting? Although he painted himself gaudyly, he is indeed a human being."

"Orc orc, at least the name is related to people, isn't it normal to be able to become a human?"

When the players paused, the crowd around the bonfire had already discovered their existence.

They seemed to be having some kind of ceremony or gathering. Anyway, Wang Lun and the others didn't want to think deeply about the real reason why they gathered here.

However, after the crowd looked at them, they didn't rush to contact them, but made lively discussions.

Wang Dazhuang hesitated, turned his head to look at Luye, and said sincerely: "I think we still have time to run now."

Anyone who saw such a powerful scene, and saw a group of guys with painted faces gathered together and whispering, would have a sense of foreboding.

It is like the unique smell of blood here, mixed with the smell of shit, on the vast grassland, it is so primitive that it makes people uneasy.

Luye turned her head to look at Wang Lun: "Is Ai Zhijin's token with you?"

Ai Zhijin was supposed to come with them to introduce both the employer and the mercenary, but the current situation in the kingdom clearly did not allow him to run around—at that time there was a long line behind Wang Lun, and countless players were eagerly waiting for them to hurry up. leave.

So the other party had to compromise and gave Wang Lun a token to prove his employment status.

But now it seems that even with so many players staring at them, they should insist on dragging each other here.

The continent that the player has not yet fully understood finally reveals a corner of the law of the jungle to the player through the Wilderness of the Beast God.

When Luye was talking, Yegou kept squinting at the group of people, until the discussion of the group suddenly stopped, and when he cast his gaze in the direction of Yequan and the others, he yanked Luye violently, turned around and ran away .

A word floated back from a distance: "Run—"

In a blink of an eye, the earth shook.

Luye, who was a beat slower, subconsciously looked at the position where the group of people were just now.

There was no one, just a huge herd of cattle trampling the ground and rushing towards them.

Wang Lun gasped, he saw the process more comprehensively than Luye.

He saw with his own eyes the whole process of the crowd changing from man to beast.

It's like tearing off a layer of skin, and the swollen body is squeezed out from under the human skin. This picture is definitely not related to any good imagination, it is a more primitive and naked body change.

Just like the body stuck on the sharp teeth they saw, the long fur of the cattle galloping towards them was blown up in the wind. If Wang Lun and the others were not on the road where they collided, they must have Would have been more interested in enjoying the scene.

Sharp horns and teeth are not the opponent's most powerful weapon, but the impact caused by their huge size and running is their most powerful attack.

Wang Lun and the others knew why the tents were scattered around the campfire.

Because it has the potential to be a one-off.

The herd of cattle trampled on the ground, crushing everything that stood in its way—including the players.

No single individual could survive being trampled by such a horde of gigantic creatures.

I can only rejoice again that the players don't feel the pain anymore.

White light flashed faintly under the feet of the cattle, and the cattle couldn't restrain their strength and ran for a while, and then slowly stopped one by one, turning their heads to search for the spoils.

They found nothing, including the body.

White light flashed, and Wang Lun and the others were resurrected at the temporary resurrection point closest to the place of death.

Green flashed in the corner of my eye, and Wang Lun didn't even look at it, so he went into the hole next to him... and bumped into another person in a hurry.

Wang Dazhuang flashed into the corridor faster than him, obviously he is more familiar with how to survive here than he is.

Wang Lun slid down the corridor to the weapons room, exchanged glances with Wang Dazhuang, and waited for a while before finally seeing the other three.

The five-member team regrouped.

Ye Quan complained: "You are moving too slowly, I told you to drill here." Ye Quan took a step behind, not because he was not familiar with the terrain, but because he brought along two other rookies who had never been to the Everfree Forest.

Green Leaf looked around and said with a good temper: "I reacted instinctively, but I didn't expect this place to be so dangerous."

Li was eager to try: "Is the endless forest still engaged in tunnel warfare? Is it so interesting?"

Wang Lun sighed faintly: "Death before leaving the teacher..."

Those people ignored him at all.

Green Leaf: "Da Zhuang, what you said before is correct. The Everfree Forest really can exercise the reaction speed."

Wang Dazhuang touched his head.

As an aspiring player, Li immediately realized the particularity of Everfree Forest: "How about the daily tasks here? Where is the infrastructure?"

Ye Quan lazily explained: "The daily tasks are similar, anyway, we are going to die. Compared with infrastructure construction, defending buildings is our main task."

Wang Lun, who was completely ignored, glanced at the barrage: "To be honest, the audience is actually laughing at you. This is a live broadcast with tens of millions of people. Pay attention to the influence."

The four of them reacted immediately, turning their heads to look at Wang Lun in unison.

Ye Quan solemnly restored his image: "Let's take Ai Zhijin there."

Li broke the jar and said, "I think the difficulty of this task may be higher than expected, and we lost money."

Wang Dazhuang said frankly: "Ai Zhijin of the Everlasting Forest is not so busy, maybe he can spare time to walk with us."

Luye made a decision: "Okay, then let's go find Ai Zhijin."

The protagonist of this live broadcast, the initiator of this mission, and the organizer of this team Wang Lun:?

The barrage crazily mocked the anchor.

"Hahahahahaha, Lun, in fact, you are the unimportant one."

"Green leaf, reliable!"

"A row of large characters was written on the anchor's face: Luye, you stole my show."

"To tell you the truth, did you realize that when the orcs rushed over just now, you were the only one who stood still in place, the green leaf was asking you for a token, the leaf dog had already run away, Wang Dazhuang went mad, and Li was looking for shelter. Drive to the safety of the herd..."

"Don't talk nonsense, the host is here for the live broadcast, otherwise could we have such a real 3D naked-eye effect of being crushed by a herd of cows just now?"

"Then please the host don't be so real next time, I was so scared that I almost went into cardiac arrest."

"It's so big, so round... the hoof, what the hell, I just watched it fall off with one foot."

"Hmm...that was the last look from the anchor's perspective."

"Don't talk nonsense, who laughed at the great gods? We are obviously laughing at you."

"Why do you go back? This group of orcs are simply beasts. There is no way to deal with them. It is impossible for a normal person to do such a thing, right? And apart from anything else, it was a brutal collision. To be honest, I think you can do it right now, the anchor. Abandon this mission."

"Stop talking, that scene is already a psychological shadow of mine."

"Actually, I think this plan was inspired by cannibals. After all, don't there still be such tribes in the primeval forest? Besides, in the early stages of human culture, this kind of sacrificial behavior was not uncommon."

Wang Lun glanced at the barrage and followed the team's progress.

The communication with Ai Zhijin of the Everfree Forest was unexpectedly smooth, and the other party agreed to their request and opened the space teleportation again.

After just ten minutes, Wang Lun and the others returned to the familiar place.

The traces of the collision of the cattle were clearly branded on the ground, and even the excrement was trampled dry.

Ai Zhijin seemed to be accustomed to this, and led Wang Lun and the others straight towards the tent.

Green Leaf completed the information acquisition of the orcs through this short journey.

"So, the orc is a kind of intelligent creature whose animal nature is greater than human nature?" Luye concluded thoughtfully: "How big is their animal nature?"

Ai Zhijin teaches contact skills: "It will be easier to deal with them as beasts."

The barrage summed up the meaning of the other party's words sharply: "In other words, it is basically the same as a beast?"

"Can this be considered an intelligent creature?"

"Don't forget, even Man Xing and Goblin are considered intelligent creatures. Obviously, this game's standard for intelligent creatures is ridiculously low."

"I kind of understand why the Diman Empire next door has developed a feudal system. It has been divided and united. A small place like the Wilderness of the Beast God has been fought for several epochs, but it has not been unified. The co-authorship is because these orcs are not human at all. "

"Huh? So, how did the wolf tribe manage to unify the Beast God Plain?"

"Since they are all beasts, don't expect them to engage in conspiracy and tricks. Therefore, either the wolves have evolved their brains, or they have suppressed other tribes with their absolute strength."

"Either way, it feels bad."

"? What's wrong? Can it still influence the king to directly crush the Beast God Plain?"

Ai Zhijin took Wang Lun and the others to the place where they died before. From this position, they could clearly see the crowd gathering around the bonfire to dismember the corpse.

Wang Lun and the others stopped in unison.

The orc who was the leader in the crowd cut open the corpse hanging on the fangs with his fingernails, dug out the horn skillfully, and then peeled off the whole cowhide along the hole in the horn with a relaxed gesture, the blood and The meat is exposed to everyone.

The crowd around the campfire seemed to be getting closer.

The other party's movements continued, using a kind of proficiency in the style of "paoding jie ox", cutting up the meat and picking out a huge skeleton.

Ai Zhijin walked a few steps and found that Wang Lun and the others had stopped, so he turned his head and looked at them with some doubts.

Green Leaf opened her mouth, closed it again, and only gestured in the direction of the campfire.

Ai Zhijin's tone was relaxed: "Obviously, we caught up with a funeral."

"Funeral?"

"After the death of the orcs in the tribe, a ceremony is held," Ai Zhijin's words became a little difficult, which may also be caused by the increased difficulty of translation: "Each race has different rituals to let the dead rest in peace, doesn't it? "

Everyone in the crowd was given pieces of meat of different sizes, and the last step of the funeral began.

It turned out that they ate raw meat.

Ai Zhijin noticed the players' rejection of this scene, so he simply stopped moving forward.

Someone in the crowd glanced in their direction, perhaps because of the existence of Ai Zhijin, the players did not repeat what happened just now.

The orc who presided over the separation ceremony left the crowd alone and walked in their direction.

"Ai Zhijin?" The other party was even very enthusiastic, showing a bright smile from a distance: "This is not the trading time we agreed upon."

"I'm here to complete your previous commission."

The other party recalled, and tilted his head to look at Wang Lun and the others.

At such a close distance, Wang Lun and the others confirmed more clearly that the other party was no different from humans.

Except for those unknown lines smeared on each other's faces.

The lines were irregular and did not form any graphics. They were densely spread all over the entire face, making the opponent look extremely terrifying.

"I thought they were prey," the other party sniffled, and recognized that Wang Lun and the others were the group just now, regretfully said: "Unexpectedly, they disappeared after they died."

Ai Zhijin was not surprised by this, and introduced the player: "This is the player, this is the patriarch of the Maoniu tribe, Zhuang."

"Player?" Zhuang scratched his head, apparently no stranger to this term: "Are they players?"

As he looked at Wang Lun and the others, his gaze became hot, and he subconsciously took a step towards Wang Lun and the others, looking at this legendary race up close.

The opponent's tall size brings a little deterrence, but on the premise of not being caught off guard and encountering a san scene, players who will not die obviously will not be afraid of it.

At least he still looks like a man now.

After Zhuang looked at the players, he quickly lost his longing for this legendary race, and complained to Ai Zhijin dissatisfied: "They are too weak, these five are not enough for a gray wolf to bite, what I want is A warrior who can fight on the battlefield! Not trash."

The five "trash" looked at each other.

Ai Zhijin was expressionless: "The reward for this commission is only one hundred silver coins..." He said in a slow and drawn out tone: "What kind of warrior do you want to hire with one hundred silver coins?"

Zhuang's complaining expression disappeared immediately, obviously the orcs also knew how low their employment price was.

"Okay, okay," Zhuang said reluctantly, "They will join us in the fight against the wolf tribe..."

Ai Zhijin added the attributive: "One match."

"What? Only one?" The other party began to complain again: "You know, that's a wolf tribe. What can one battle do for them? Is it enough for them to die a few times?"

Ai Zhijin had to remind the other party again: "Do you think the wolf tribe will need to launch a second attack?"

He pointed out the fact: "It only takes one round for the wolf tribe to defeat the Maoniu tribe."

Zhuang blushed, "But we won't just admit defeat like this!"

"This has nothing to do with Ai Zhijin," Ai Zhijin showed an indifferent attitude that players have never seen before: "A battle, no matter whether you win or lose, after the end, the commission is automatically completed."

Zhuang glanced at Wang Lun and the others, revealing many complex emotions including disgust: "It's a deal."

Ai Zhijin has fulfilled his purpose of coming here. Before leaving, he took out several fixed-point teleportation scrolls and distributed them to the players one by one, telling them: "After resurrecting at the temporary resurrection point, use it to return to the battlefield directly."

Although Aizhijin couldn't copy the temporary resurrection point of the kingdom, they still tossed out a substitute in a sense to ensure that the cooperation of the bounty hunter project could continue.

The player watched Ai Zhijin leave the Beast God Field, turned his head, and led them towards the tents with a dark face.

He was very cunning, or thought he was very cunning: "We don't provide food."

The players glanced at the orcs who were eating, and said that they didn't need food from each other.

Zhuang's face looked a little better.

The player finally came to this simple tribe surrounded by tents, and found that what you see is what you get.

What they saw before was all that this tribe had.

There are no cattle and sheep, no iron, no armor, and the tent is their greatest property—it was half trampled just now, so that half of the orcs may not have a place to sleep at night.

The entire tribe only has a hundred people at most, and there are no old or weak people. They are all men and women in their prime of life.

And the reason why this funeral happened is also very simple.

They must prepare for the coming war. This preparation is not a weapon, not a defense, nor a combat strategy, but a full stomach.

"Then he..." Luye pointed to the skeleton, not knowing what she wanted to ask for a moment.

Zhuang glanced at the skeleton, and said flatly, "Grandma is already very old."

"Grandma?"

The full orc yawned and was about to go back to the tent to sleep.

Someone answered the question: "She's the wizard of the tribe."