Chapter 1 Gambling on Life

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On the blue and clean seaside, the warm and gentle sea breeze woke up Yang Tian in a coma. Yang Tian, who felt a little tired all over his body, forgot who he was for a while and lost his memory. It only took a quarter of an hour to remember some things before: his name is Yang Tian, a time-traveler from modern times, and a student who failed in the high school entrance examination? It's just that it seems that there must be more than that.,I seem to have a lot of memories erased.,Especially things related to the Internet and forum knowledge.,Only the impression of elementary school and even earlier things seems to be quite clear.。。。 Thinking of this, Yang Tian remembered something, touched his mouth, looked at his hands again, and looked in front of him, it seemed that he was indeed a young man? And only a pair of swimming panties.

At this moment, Yang Tian seemed to hear a mysterious voice in his heart: "Your current combat strength is 0.005, which is the combat power of a standard vocational training level top-level cold weapon elite soldier 5/1000. If, after 500 years, you can't cope with the attack of a million top-of-the-line cold weapon professional elite troops equipped with sail warships and front-loading cannons, you will be disqualified from the challenge and go to a place that makes you even more unhappy... ”

"Excuse me, Great God..." What else does Yang Tian want to ask, think about it carefully, as the saying goes, there must be a road before the car reaches the mountain, and the auspicious people have their own celestial phenomena...

However, when Yang Tian looked inland from the beautiful island beach that looked like a holiday resort, he found that there were at least hundreds of men, women, and children twenty meters away. They are all natives with long hair and waist-length waists, and they wear shorts made of straw rope. These people gathered themselves around the seashore and looked at them curiously, and many people talked and laughed. Of course, there are a few people whose eyes are full of vigilance and doubt.

At the beginning, Yang Tian's pressure suddenly became a lot less, thinking that these people were at least not hostile to him, but when Yang Tian Yang Tian carefully found that several of the old women with curly hair and at least sixty or seventy years looked at him with serious and suspicious eyes, Yang Tian felt that the situation should be a little bad.

At this time, some hesitant native elders also discussed in front of everyone: "When the old grandmother died, there were ten rumors passed down from the ancestors: it was once revealed that you should never trust anyone who seems to be of the same kind outside the island, especially men. Anything of the same kind that seems to be outside the island is the most terrible beast and plague god ... ”

"Yes, there have been rumors of this in our department. What's more, pheasants raised since childhood may still know the rules. The pheasants caught are not cooked.,This boy looks like he's the age of a director.。。。 ”

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"That... That's how we decided? Throw it out of the sea with a stone to prevent it from bringing us bad luck, or find someone to keep an eye on it, watch it ... ”

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In this way, after a period of discussion that made Yang Tian unclear, the expressions of many natives began to become serious, and many people looked around for stones. This instantly made Yang Tian feel creepy... Still defending against a million elite soldiers in 500 years? I'm afraid this time ...

Under the huge pressure, Yang Tian finally became wise after a moment of panic and distraction--- or rather: he was in a hurry to go to the doctor, at this time Yang Tian seemed to suddenly remember a movie episode that seemed familiar: snowy plateau, modern background, a heroine in the foreign invading army barely sang a song, parroted and sang: "Ayi Gang to the word Lei word search Oh, Ah Zi Xiaojia came to the word to pull the search... Although this song "Tsering Lasso" is poignant, it is obviously a little wrong for a teenager to sing it if it is sung by modern people.

Yang Tian looked careless on the one hand, and on the other hand, he made the final preparations: if he really couldn't do it, he could only turn over and throw himself into the sea---- and then strive to go ashore in another place dozens of meters away, desperately trying to run out of the encirclement, if he really couldn't do it, he would guerrilla in the sea and delay until the night. I seem to be a little lacking in body.,I should be able to fight for a day.。。。 Of course, if the luck is too bad, then you can only count yourself unlucky, you can only endure it, and after the blink of an eye, you are a good man...

Unexpectedly, although his level was not very good, or the taste was not right at all, it made these natives who planned to drive themselves into the sea with stones were somewhat moved.

In the process of repetition, the song "Tsering Lasso" does not seem to completely resolve the crisis, and it seems that the artistic conception of this kind of background and events in a special era in modern times is not obvious even if the natives of this era can perceive it dimly. But in the process of singing, Yang Tiankai used his brain and quickly thought of another familiar old song, because only some old songs and children's songs convey emotions that are obviously simpler and more simple than pop music, and it seems that these people can feel and understand?

"Moonlight misses his hometown, with tears on his face, he learns to eat by himself if he suffers, and he learns to wipe his own tears when he has tears, how much affection he gives to relatives and friends. I have a warm home in my dreams... ”

The emotions conveyed by this song "Only with You Have a Warm Home" are much more distinct, and the unknown natives seem to be able to feel that it seems to be some kind of sad and pleading artistic conception. At this time, Yang Tian was also working hard to brew feelings. It's just that Yang Tian, who seems to have been in contact with the crisis at this time, has other thoughts: he can't beg or beg too low until the last resort. As a time-traveler, if you can't create a certain mystery of your own and have a unique status, then a person like yourself who lacks survival skills in this era will have some hidden dangers...

This is not a blind humming, at least the meaning of the lyrics is understood, and the tone is also distinct, finally made Yang Tian seem to have temporarily lifted the crisis. Hundreds of natives didn't seem to be gathering close to them, and they also threw away the stones they had just picked up.

Of course: this may also be a trap, but Yang Tian decided to gamble his fate after thinking about it for a long time. Because it was clear that if I didn't have the courage to come into contact with these people, I might not be able to get through the difficulties in this beautiful island-like place.

Another consolation is that Yang Tianxia consciously thinks that the natives, who seem to be so backward and isolated, and even far away from the era of a certain culture in the real sense, and have no armed tools such as bows and arrows or javelin shields, may not be good at the rules of modern civilization, but they should not be good at the tricks that were common in the era of colonial wars and mature agriculture.

Just like the Paleolithic natives on North Sentinel Island in the Indian Ocean, who are still isolated from the world and missed the changes of the Neolithic Age, they will attack all strangers who try to go to the island, but they have never heard of the ordinary people who tricked them into going to the island to put on a grand banquet. It's hard to imagine such an isolated tribe living without the least credibility and trust at the level of even individual mammalian organizations.

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