When Wang Chuan regained consciousness, he felt that someone was feeding him. What the pen and fun www.biquge.info feed into the mouth is clammy and cold minced, a bit like the kernels crushed by a blender, and it seems to have a shell with some cores. Hungry and weak, as if he hadn't eaten for a long time, he simply discerned what had been fed into his mouth and swallowed it, then opened his mouth slightly in anticipation of more.

After eating a lot, my body gradually gained some strength, and I also tasted that something was wrong with what I fed into my mouth. It was very difficult to open my eyes, and what fell into them was all kinds of irregular rough rocks. Looking around, I found myself lying in a naturally formed cavern. Through the light shining into the cave, you can see signs of human activity in the cave - dry grass, leaves, and a little animal skin on the ground.

And next to him sat a man who was stuffing a finger-sized nut with a shell into his mouth and chewing it, chewing it and feeding it to his mouth.

Wang Chuan subconsciously swallowed it again, only to see the mouth full of yellow rotten teeth. The owner of the tooth was a woman of great age, and though she had no goosebumps, she was flabby-skinned and black, and of a rickety figure, with long and slender arms, but unexpectedly thick palms, and most of her body was bare, with only a few broken hides hanging from her waist. Seeing Wang Chuan wake up, he showed a shriveled smile and a string of strange syllables came out of his mouth.

Where is this? How did I end up here? He remembers rescuing a kitten that had climbed onto a telephone pole in front of his house before he fell unconscious, and after successfully holding the cat in his arms, the herringbone ladder slipped and he fell. However, the injury was not serious, and he did not fall into a coma immediately, but his head was knocked and he was bleeding a little. He also handed over the cat to someone else, and asked an acquaintance to take him to the hospital, and he fell into a coma when he got into the car.

Why did you wake up like this? Shouldn't I be in the hospital or at home? Could it be that those acquaintances sent him to such a place to play a prank on such an old man, despite his serious injuries and starving him for a day?

Thinking of this, he also felt a faint pain in his head. It was only when the woman uttered that strange string of syllables that something seemed to rush into his head. Then he actually understood the syllables: "Son, are you awake?" ”

What poured into his head was supposed to be a person's memory. It should be a child's memory to be precise. In this short memory, Wang Chuan briefly sorted it out and found that these memories were so poor that only a few key words were enough to describe them: wilderness, caves, hunger, food, cold......

Raising his hand, Wang Chuan saw a "familiar" thin and weak arm, looking down at him, his body was also a "familiar" thin body.

Crawling out of the cave, the sunlight stung his eyes. After a long time of getting used to the light, he found himself at the entrance of a cave in the middle of the hillside, extending from the bottom of the cave to the end of the line of sight, all he could see was a reckless mountain field, and the green vegetation stretched as far as the eye could see. The sky was blue and pure, the white clouds were as white as cotton candy, and a few eagles flew in the sky. A large river passes through the view, and the water is as green as rendering, and many waterfowl chase in the river...... All this is like an oil painting depicting nature, but there is no farmland, roads, houses and other familiar cultural landscapes in the picture, and there are no boats and bridges in the river......

This is clearly not the world he lives in. If there were such scenery in the world he lived in, this place would definitely become a tourist attraction known to the world.

This crosses? Wang Chuan was a little stunned. He looked back at the cave behind him. Hopefully it's just a prank. Only, it can't be.

But when he looked at the cave again, the cave in front of him looked a little familiar.

The cave is a gap left by the accumulation of rocks in the orogeny, the entrance of the cave is intertwined, the interior is rugged, and the entrance of the cave is a stone wall with a slope of forty or fifty degrees, and there are only smooth rock paths left by hand and foot climbing. There are large branches under the stone wall, and I don't know how many years it has grown. A small stream under the tree flows out of a mountain stream in the distance and flows to a large river in the distance. On either side of the river are two large alluvial slopes, which are also lush with vegetation. On this side of the river near the cave, you can see a few half-sized bare-bottomed children screaming and chasing something among the trees.

It was definitely the first time he had seen these sights. But as far back as he remembered, there was a place in the county where his home was located called the Primitive Man Relics Park. There's a cave there, not much different from here. It is said that many fossilized bones and stone tools of primitive people have been unearthed in this cave, and the time span is about 10,000 to 100,000 years before history. The entrance to the park has stone steps in front of it, electric lights are installed in the hole, and a cable bridge is erected to make it easy for people to walk. In front of the cave are neatly manicured garden trees, and a few hundred meters away are lively streets and residential areas, and a river runs through the city. And his home is not far from this park.

The body's memories told him that he had fallen from a bird's nest not far from the cave.

He carefully identified the peaks in the distance, although the vegetation was different, and some of the mountains did not exist in later generations, he quickly found a few familiar combinations. I confirmed that I was in the same place as the original park.

What's going on? How did you become like this just by falling? Soul through a wormhole? Double-storey space? Time dimension? What time is it? 10,000 years prehistory? Neolithic? Matrilineal clan period?

I can't confirm the exact time I am. However, it is said that the history of the county where he is located can be traced back to the Xia, Shang and Zhou periods, and if he can't see any human landscapes in this land now, it should be prehistoric now.

As for the rest, Wang Chuan did not delve into it. Thinking is just a pastime after you have eaten your stomach. Traveling back 10,000 years ago to 100,000 years ago is basically no different to him. Being alive and having a full stomach is the meaning of life.

When his stomach rumbled, his eyes turned to the outside of the cave, and his mind became that this body had eaten all kinds of things that could be found outside: wild fruits, bird eggs, fish and shrimp, small birds and beasts, or grass roots, young leaves, all kinds of insects, termites...... These foods that Wang Chuan had only seen in Bei Ye's show before were the staple foods of the day in this child's memory.

When the sun comes out, the adults in the cave leave the cave to hunt or gather, and the children have to look for something to fill their stomachs in the field in front of the cave. The older children will show the younger ones what they can eat and give them a demonstration of hunting and gathering. They usually eat whatever they can get. When it gets dark, if the adults have a harvest, they can have a full meal.

This area is the absolute territory of their tribe or family, and there are very few large beasts that set foot during the day, so in the memory of this body, he has been like this for so many years.

The old woman saw that Wang Chuan had woken up, and she had no intention of feeding him that little nut again. She was still chewing on the stuff, but she was feeding the few kids in the cave who couldn't walk yet.

At this time, the half-grown children who were shouting in the distance ran back, and it turned out that they had caught a litter of rats today, six or seven large and small. Looks like a few of them will be able to eat this today. However, Wang Chuan did not help when they acted, and with such a small amount, he would not have his share as usual.

They gave the largest one to the old woman, and the others were torn to pieces in front of the cave. Roasted this program is not. There were traces of fire in the cave, and Wang Chuan also remembered that they would use fire in winter. However, they clearly did not have a grasp of how to preserve the fire. In my memory, they had to keep putting dead branches in the fire to keep the fire burning. However, after spring and summer, when the weather warms up and it starts to rain and get wet, the fire is extinguished by the rain that blows into the hole. Then they will live a life without fire for most of the year. When winter is coming, they have to send someone out with a lot of things to invite the god of fire. They can get another chance to use fire. And so on and so forth.

For the inhabitants of the cave, they are used to the process of having fire or not fire. However, it was really disgusting to watch them chew the pieces of meat with their hair and blood, so Wang Chuan told them to wait for a while, and then went back to the place where the fire used to be in the cave, found a few finger-sized pieces of charcoal, and put them on the rocks to dry. There were a few clumps of bamboo by the stream not far from the cave, so he went to break a few small bamboo branches, and kept the bamboo knots in front of him to make a few piston-like things. Then fix the charcoal to the piston stick and shove it into the piston barrel.

When the air pressure in the bamboo tube suddenly increases, the charcoal will ignite. The lit charcoal blew on the hay for a while, and the fire was lit.

Wang Chuan didn't have much experience in doing this, and the process took more than half an hour, and when the fire was lit, the children had already eaten the few pieces of meat.

He received a bunch of awe-inspiring glances at high-tech inventions. Even the old woman came out of the cave, looking at him with surprise in her eyes.

One can imagine how shocking it was to be able to make a fire in an era when even the use of fire had to be specially invited to invite the "god of fire".

Wang Chuan didn't have time to pay attention to their eyes. They've eaten, but he's still hungry. Not far away, there was a tree that was somehow overgrown with caterpillars, making people afraid to approach. Occasionally, birds fly by, and they rarely peck at them. He decided to eat a hundred insect feast as a snack today. Although the insects are disgusting, and the hair on the caterpillars is prohibitive, if there is fire, it is no problem to eat.

Sandwich a caterpillar between two small wooden roots, put it on the fire, the fire will burn off the hair on the caterpillar in an instant, bake it for a few seconds and turn it over slightly, and after half a minute, the aroma of the roasted meat comes, and a worm is roasted. There can't be any more time, and if there is any more, this kind of scary-looking insect that is actually very tender will be burned to the point that there are no ashes left.

First roast a dozen of them wrapped in large leaves and serve them to the old woman, and then roast a few and distribute them to a few little ones who can just run, and the bigger ones don't care, you should be full after watching it for so long and not doing it yourself. The rest of the roast was rolled in a sour young leaf and eaten one, and Wang Chuan almost cried when he ate it - this is the familiar feeling of Korean barbecue.