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Chapter 474 of the text is a stranger

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On a desolate Gobi desert, a vulture hovered in the sky, and on the ground lay a young man covered in ****, curled up, as if he was asleep.

The vulture hovers back and forth in the air, and this is its favorite food, whether it is the carcasses of humans or animals, within the range of its diet.

But the vulture was very cautious, and it hovered for a long time and did not dare to rush down to eat, because the motionless body below gave it an extremely dangerous intuition.

The vultures chirped in the air, trying to attract their nearby companions to the man on the ground.

Soon a dozen vultures arrived, and they landed around the naked young man, taking two tentative steps forward.

At this moment, the man's fingers suddenly moved twice, and then he opened his eyes, and a flash of light flashed in his eyes.

Then he slowly got up from the ground, stood up, scratched his head with his hands, and said to himself in confusion: "Where is this?" I, I'm ......"

The young man looked around blankly, with a look of ignorance, his skin was fair, and he had a lifelike tattoo on his chest, on which was a majestic monkey, holding a club in his hand, and staring into the distance with a fierce look in his eyes.

This tattoo looks like the mythical Monkey King, but unlike the Monkey King, it is not covered in armor and has a bloodthirsty tyranny in its eyes.

When the young man stood up, the vultures around him tilted their heads and stared at him for a moment, then flapped their wings and flew into the air.

It wasn't a corpse, and it wasn't their food, and the vultures, having lost hope of eating, flew off into the distance, each looking for their next target.

The young man stood there, touching his bare head with his hands, and if there was a mirror, he would find that he looked very funny, with no hair on his head, no eyebrows, no beard, no hair, all of them, like a shaved ball of flesh, round and delightful.

Standing there for a moment, he looked around, then took a step, casually found a direction, and walked slowly forward.

It was a dry, desolate area, with strong wind and sand, and there was no human presence nearby, and a vulture hovered unhurriedly around him.

It was a very intelligent vulture, and it had a lot of experience in hunting, and it seemed to him that in the middle of this deserted Gobi, this two-legged creature would soon fall.

Because there is no water, no food, and even animals are scarce, without these supplements, the young man will soon be defeated by hunger and thirst and become a real corpse.

But things did not come closer to what the vulture wanted to see, and the young man walked unhurriedly, his steps very steady, with a hint of leisure, like a bard admiring the landscape, unrestrained.

He didn't seem to be aware of the impending danger at all, and in this barren Gobi desert, ordinary people would be defeated by thirst if they walked without water for a day.

However, all this was not a problem for him at all, he had always maintained a fixed pace of progress, and the scorching sun in the sky did not bother him in any way.

His fair skin remained moisturized and plumped in the cracked wind, and the sand in the wind struck the surface of his body without leaving a trace.

The young man walked in the Gobi Desert for a day and a night at his own pace, he was like a robot, tireless, always maintaining that kind of pace that was neither fast nor slow, his eyes looking ahead, and there was always a kind of dazed in his eyes.

It wasn't until he stepped onto a highway that he saw his own kind in the cars that were speeding away.

"Damn, this guy is playing performance art, right?"

"Tsk, Tibetan is really interesting, everyone has it."

"Eh, that's a good tattoo, it's Monkey King, right? I've seen Guan Gong before, but I really haven't seen Monkey King. ”

In the speeding cars, those passengers couldn't help but sigh when they saw this naked young man walking leisurely on the road.

The young man was unaware of how shocking he was, and he kept his pace and walked forward, like the kind of pilgrims common in Tibetan areas, except that he was different from those people in the only way that he had no clothes.

The cars coming and going made him a little curious at first, but it didn't take long for him to remember what this four-wheeled monster was, and he was quickly relieved.

Just as he was walking forward at his own pace, step by step, a green SUV suddenly slowed down and stopped beside him.

"Eh, buddy, do you need help?" A young man in the passenger seat of the car rolled open the window and asked kindly.

The young man glanced at him, shook his head, and did not speak, but smiled at the other, showing his white teeth.

"Understood." The young man in the passenger seat nodded and said with a smile.

When the window was rolled up, the young man gave the young man a thumbs up and said sincerely, "Dude, you are so good." ”

After speaking, the SUV picked up speed and drove forward.

The young man touched his head, and suddenly felt as if something was not right, as if he was missing something compared to those of his kind.

He thought for a moment, confused, and finally, he realized what was the difference between himself and the others, who were all dressed and wrapped around their bodies, while he was naked and wearing nothing.

In his subconscious, this behavior of running around naked without clothes was very indecent, and he felt a little embarrassed.

But after glancing around, nothing could be worn on the body to cover the sensitive parts.

The young man began to deliberately stay away from the road, and he still walked along the road, but no longer near the roadside, but chose to stay a hundred meters away from the road, so as to deliberately reduce the sudden shame in his heart.

Soon, on the way forward, he found a rag on the ground, which looked like a tattered gauze scarf.

He picked up the rag and wrapped it around his waist, covering his most crucial parts.

With this rag, the shame in the young man's heart was much lower, and although he looked no better than he did just now, at least the unsuitable parts were covered.

A familiar word flashed through his head—a fig leaf, and he felt that the meaning of the word matched his current situation.

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