My name is Wu Ge, I was originally a navy, and I was supposed to be discharged from the army in 133 days, because I was eaten by a monster and reborn as a little Tyrannosaurus rex, and my monster mother abandoned me very irresponsibly.

Also, I used to be a human being.

The more the white devil shuttling in the rainforest thinks about it, the more he can't understand his hatred, it's really a good person who doesn't live long, and a bad person who lives a hundred years old, why can this kind of person live until now? The white devil was trying to walk with the wind under his feet, and the native hunter suddenly pounced, so dangerous! The consequences of being stabbed were unimaginable, the native hunter was surprised that the white devil was so athletic, and it was even more difficult to recover from his senses now that the white devil was distracted and did not kill him, why should he kill the white devil?

Is this aboriginal logic really incomprehensible?

The native hunter shouted and rushed up, and the white devil turned around to dodge the stabbing stab, he was now red-eyed with annoyance, you are going to kill me too! You don't want me to live? Why do you guys! Why!! The White Devil grabbed his arm and folded it in, beads of sweat the size of beans coming from the native hunter's forehead, "Click! "The arm bones were exposed from the wound, and the white devil pulled out his dagger and slashed at the throat of the native hunter, who was clutching his bleeding neck, staring at the white devil with a venomous look in his eyes, and fell down vaguely, and the white devil wiped the blood on his hide, and he could no longer stand up.

The white devil walked to the side of "her", and saw that there was still a trace of breath, it turned out that "she" was really a female native, the aborigines wore very little, the women wore the same as the men except for one more chest, the female aborigines were shot in the back, their faces were pale, and they fainted, the white devil thought of a way, put the two spears side by side, peeled off the brown skin and tied them, picked up the female aborigines and put them on the "simple stretcher", tied the wounds on the waist with strips of cloth, the white devil dragged the stretcher, and he decided to save her back to their tribe.

The native woman woke up twice and was very alarmed at the sight of a white man, and then felt that there was no malice and was at ease. The White Devil is glad that the female aboriginess have not been enlightened, and the distinction between right and wrong is clearer than that native.

The Noma Sammi tribe lives in the upper reaches of the Enlawigan River. The area is already threatened by illegal logging, fishing and gold mining, and drug traffickers are operating in the area. Authorities forbade ordinary people from contacting the isolated tribe because the tribesmen had no immunity and were easily infected. An indigenous tribe of 300 people has never had contact with the outside world.

But now it was empty, as if fleeing, and the authorities received a report from the inspection team asking for further confirmation of the cause.

"It should be a drug dealer,"

What the? You're almost sure! Oh, the Messith listened, that mood, like eating a piece of, you who has seen the God of Wealth who cut off his own wealth!

Is there such a basin?

Messith looked at the man coldly, "That's a barbarian, like Tarzan,"

"Tarzan?"

"You've read too many novels."

I'm in the water in my head, and I'm talking to you so much! The Messith vented his displeasure.

Speaking was the patrol team vice-captain Daniel ・Abugata, with bullet marks and corpses, all in line with the vicious style of drug dealers.

Davis・Captain Yanama agrees that Messith doesn't want to say anything, his face is gloomy, and he wishes he would leave the rainforest now and never talk about it again.

The men, women and children of the primitive tribe of Kandos waited this afternoon for the indigenous hunters who had returned from their training.

The first to return were the two natives with their prey, and after receiving the blessings of the tribe's men, women and children, they went in to eat.

Next, Nancio. Molinem, the man with a bow and arrows on his back and a red and white spear in his hand, returned with a wild boar on his back, and the people of the tribe broke out into a wave of joy~

Recommend a copy of "My Ghost Girlfriend", book friends may wish to take a look.