Xu Paper returned to the house, entered the kitchen, and began to boil water, he was thirsty and wanted to drink a cup of tea.

The spark of civilization has been spilled.

This kind of insect ape with vigorous body hair, the body shape is more like that of the Western race, and it is named Gilgamesh, the mythical king of the West, and you can see Xu Paper's high hopes for him.

Even, even in the test-tube stage of these species before, they did not have the second gene that could be accommodated-termite gene, and Xu Paper was also handed over to him, which shows that he has deep expectations.

Whether he can really rise depends on himself.

Next, Xu Zhi behaved very comfortably, crossed Erlang's legs, sat at the door of the house, and looked at the various scenes in the yard, "I have swept a hundred acres of land to establish a sand table, but there are still more than a dozen acres of leftovers next to it, why don't you also clean up the weeds?"

Xu Zhi thought about it and did it, although he didn't think clearly, what to do with the rest of the land.

Knock knock!

After a while, there was a knock at the door.

Xu Zhi was shirtless, put down the hoe and opened the door, outside the door was Chen Xi's girl, looking at him with a bunch of food, looking at him frantically in the yard, very curious, "Alas, are you plowing the land?"

"Yes, practice your hands, exercise your body. Xu Shi picked up a towel and wiped her sweat, she couldn't see everything in the sand table, she just thought she was plowing the land.

"Shocked!! Unexpectedly, a high-achieving student from a foreign company quit a high-paying job with a salary of more than 100,000 yuan last year, became terminally ill, and went home to farm. ”

Chen Xi scratched his head, looked at the upper body of Xu Paper's golden ratio, the angular muscle outline, his old face flushed, and he silently scolded for sure that the retouching map was hung, "Brother Xu Paper, the food is placed here! That, do you want to help? I also help my mother plant rice at home, your orchard has been abandoned for a long time, and your orchard is more than 100 acres, right? It's really a big family, you are alone now, you can't do it at all!"

"No, I don't. ”

Xu Shi smiled and said: "No way, the yard is big, so I will just reclaim a piece of land and plant some interesting seeds, maybe it can bloom flowers that are so rotten that people are amazing." ”

"-Oh. Chen Xi exhaled curiously, patted his chest and promised, "Then you farm well! Tell me what you want to eat! I and your Aunt Li will make it for you!"

Then he jumped and ran away.

In the end, she also secretly added a critical blow to Xu Paper, "I was so sluggish before, but suddenly I became red and grew hair, I must have returned to the light.... I don't think I will live for a few days, and before I die, I have to take good care of you. ”

Uh-huh??

If I grow hair, I'm going to die?

"This Nima, do you think the meal is my last supper, this Nizi is too insulting, I am only in the middle stage of stomach cancer. Xu Paper huffed, stared at the girl, and opened the lunch box.

Inside is a well-prepared bento.

Poached eggs, carrots, and vegetables fried meat, very down-to-earth, swallowed in a big bite, and suddenly felt that the whole person was full of fragrance, so refreshing.

The taste of home!

Delicious!

It smells so good!

"This girl's skills are really good, I may be a dead person, she should take good care of a dying cancer patient like me, and come over every day to bring me delicious food..."

Cancer needs to pay attention to diet, especially stomach cancer, like this delicious and nutritious food, he can't eat so well, he collapsed on the recliner in the yard, and didn't want to move.

After a while, I started to do some chores, clearing some parts of the orchard by the way.

After doing farm work in the yard, covered in mud, he began to wash clothes, wring out the water, one by one, clothes, underwear, and ropes hanging in the yard, "By the way, when will I have to go into the city to get a washing machine." ”

........

The next day, Chen Xi, a round-faced girl, delivered a bento and was addicted.

But in the face of her sympathetic and sympathetic terminally ill behavior, Xu Zhi did not refuse.

Staying at home and cultivating the land, and there are people who deliver delicious food, taking care of himself, a terminally ill patient, makes him feel that the world is full of love, and is there a more nourishing farming and pastoral life than this?

Without.

Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see the South Mountain.

Ploughing the fields, planting the land, and living a leisurely and light life on the farm, he already has a vague sense of seclusion.

This short day is very short for Xu Paper, three meals, and a sleep, but it has been a long time for the sand table, it has been a long hundred years, and for the insects and apes with an average lifespan of forty or fifty years, they have passed two generations of reproduction.

Now, after two generations, the young insect ape has handed over the torch of civilization, has he died of old age?

Not really.

He gave Xu Zhi a big surprise.

Xu paper clearly recorded the progress of their civilization.

In the ten years since Xu Zhi's departure, Gilgamesh has led the apes to flee.

He was amazed that there was such a magical fire in the world, that the flame could cook food, that the flame could drive away the beasts at night, that the flame could provide warmth and keep the body warm in the cold night.

The use of flame represents the origin of civilization.

The sword of Damocles left behind was an invincible weapon in this primeval forest, and Gilgamesh used the sharpness of the weapon to kill countless Dora Behemoths that resembled obscene egg thieves, making people breathe for a while and begin to have the power to resist.

In the second decade.

Gilgamesh broke out of his youth and moved into his thirties.

He became majestic and tall, led the tribe, and became the most powerful hunter of the ape clan, and was called the hero king by the people of the tribe.

He even used fire to burn the land so that it was fertile and began to cultivate and lead a rudimentary agricultural life.

He is arrogant, arrogant, and self-respecting, and the wisdom beast handed over the three treasures of civilization to him, and he clearly knows that civilization is the inheritance of knowledge and history, so he boldly opened up a cuneiform script and innovative language to record the history of the race.

He believed that he was the first intelligent species to open up the civilized world, and recorded the history of his creation of civilization in books, praised it, and unashamedly named it "Genesis".

He was brutal, tyrannical, and charismatic.

He had one hundred and thirty-one beautiful wives in the tribe, and bore him offspring, most of whom were strong and powerful, and inherited his magnificence and wisdom.

But the lifespan of the ape is thirty or forty years old, and Gilgamesh at this time is already in his thirties.

The tyrant had come to the end of their race, and he had ushered in his old age, when the rugged and bold hero king wielding the sword of Damocles was on the verge of exhaustion.

In the treehouse, the fireplace is blazing and radiating heat.

"It was the beast of wisdom, the flame of civilization that had been given to me, and it was so beautiful and decaying, like a leaping fiery red flower. ”

Gilgamesh, calmly sitting on a giant chair woven of the fur of the Ala Behemoth, looking at the flames, his eyes deep and distant, his whole burly and tall body was already old and slow, and he turned his head to look at the heads of the behemoths hanging on the wall.

The bones and skulls of all kinds of giant beasts, hideous, unyielding, powerful, and terrifying, these once invincible savage beasts have been conquered by him one by one.

The whole wall seems to record his glorious life of war.

His life has been brilliant enough, rotten enough.

He fulfilled his dreams as a young man.

He was satisfied.

"The next tribal leader has been identified as my son, Aga of Kish, who is not inferior to me in his ability to lead the entire tribe against the behemoth and continue its glory. ”

Gilgamesh clearly felt that his life was gradually coming to an end, and death was inevitable in living things, he had almost accepted his fate, silently took out the blood of the power of the year, and sighed: "Everything has no worries, the wisdom beast said, only the bravest warriors in the world can take it, and if they can't survive death, they will have unparalleled power." ”

"Am I the bravest warrior in the world?"

"Just let me take a look!!" He was a hero in the twilight, his cloudy eyes were slightly stunned, and he suddenly remembered the glory days of his life, and suddenly burst into tears, silently piercing his arm, and pouring the blood of strength into his wounds.

Pain!

Incomparably stinging!!!!

Gilgamesh struggled.

This twilight hero fell to the ground, and after countless battles in his body, he had never been so painfully rolling and gasping.

Eventually, he survived death and stood up, the vigorous black hair on his body gradually receded, revealing the strong abdominal muscles of his chest, and the dense black hair on his face faded, revealing a perfect face like a god.

He was no longer gray and black, and he had become a snow-white haired ape homo sapiens.

The skin is delicate and crystal clear, like a termite-clear, like a snow giant coming out of a blizzard, and the muscles are like the golden ratio of Greek sculptures, with a streamlined beauty with a strong impact.

"This power is ....."

The burly young man with snow-white hair slowly stood up, "The blood of strength, what a great power this is. ”

Click.

He slightly pinched the handrail of the sturdy skeleton, and shattered it in an instant.

At this time, in the tribe, Gilgamesh's son Kish of Aga was standing on a high place, and he raised the sword of Damocles in the air, announcing his succession to the next leader.

Kish's Aga was wise, talented, and virtuous, and he was more of a qualified and benevolent leader than his tyrannical and arrogant father, and Gilgamesh knew this, so he was willing to give him his position in his old age, and was unwilling to lead his people to destroy the tribal civilization he had led his people to open up.

But now, it's not the same ....

It's completely different.

Gilgamesh was not allowed to have any hidden dangers, even if he had enough respect for his father to never think of taking his place.

"I'm back, chief, and it's still mine. ”

On this day, blood was spilled, wails were heard among the Sumerian tribes, and the heroic king Gilgamesh killed his son, reascended to the position of chief, and lived a second life.