The late spring sun was shining warmly, and sitting alone in the tent in the valley, Wang Dahai's stomach was already hungry, and he finally waited for Nala to return to his side.

Nala held a small bowl of porridge made with cereals and broth. Smelling the porridge with the smell of meat, Wang Dahai greedily drank it in a few sips.

Looking at Wang Dahai, who had gobbled up a few sips of meat porridge and drank it, "It's not time for you to eat solid food yet." ，

You are still very weak and have not eaten for a long time.

Drink less porridge first, and then increase it for you slowly. ”

Nala looked at Wang Dahai and said with a smile, her voice was very good, and what she said made more sense, Wang Dahai did not insist.

Seeing the obedient and well-behaved Wang Dahainala, she was very happy, and it was a bit of a mother's love. She kept the rest of the porridge in a large wooden bowl next to her and covered it with a fine linen cloth to keep mosquitoes out.

Nala and Olaf simply ate some oatmeal porridge and barbecue, and after eating and cleaning up everything, Nala asked Wang Dahai to lie down, uncovered the dressing on the leg, and saw that pus was flowing out of the wound, but the thigh was obviously swollen.

"It's time to change the dressing, it might be a little painful."

Nala whispered.

Nala carefully took out another dose of mashed grass root dressing that had already been prepared, gently applied it to Wang Dahai's thigh, and bandaged it.

Wang Dahai gritted his teeth and said nothing, endured the pain, saw that he had finally changed the medicine, and just relaxed his spirit before exhaling a breath of turbidity, at this time, a man whose whole body was shrouded in black robes, deformed and unilaterally tilted, lifted the door curtain and walked towards him with a wooden cane.

This is the most frightening man Wang Dahai has ever seen. The left half of his face was covered in scars, and there was a sarcoma on his original eye socket that looked like a piece of pigskin.

Although to others, what appeared in front of him was the ugliest man, but in Wang Dahai's eyes, the other people he had seen since he woke up were also strange and ugly, and his aesthetics were still in the era of what kind of little bird in the East.

Wang Dahai didn't know who they were, and he didn't know what happened to him after he fainted, and how he could be with these people.

But Wang Dahai knew that it was the woman who took care of him, and she gave himself food, wrapped himself in warm fur when it was cold, and treated his legs, saving his life.

And more importantly, there was a throbbing in the depths of Wang Dahai's thoughts, feeling that he himself had been freed from the abyss of fear and loneliness, and had gained a sense of security.

Although the appearance of these people is very different in his eyes, and the clothes are very strange, at least being with them makes him no longer feel lonely.

The man stopped and observed Wang Dahai carefully.

Wang Dahai also turned his head to look at him with sincere curiosity and calm eyes. This move, which Wang Dahai thought was commonplace, surprised the Prophet Mogu'u.

The children of this tribe were generally afraid when they saw him, for they had known from childhood that those older than them were afraid of him when they saw him, and his cold and withdrawn countenance made it even more difficult for them to approach him.

Especially when the children are disobedient, the mothers cry out: "The big Moguu is coming" to intimidate the children, which deepens the estrangement between the children and him. When the children are about to grow up, most of them, especially the girls, are still scared to see him.

It wasn't until they reached the stage of middle age and maturity that the attitude of the clan members towards him changed from fear to respect.

Now Mogueu saw that the strange little boy was undaunted by him, and one of his intact right eyes flashed with great interest.

"Nala, the kid seems to be better now?"

Silent for a long time, Mogueu spoke first.

Hearing the Prophet's question, Nala hurriedly spoke: "The child is now very weak because of his long hunger.

But the wound has improved, and the scratch is deep.

However, it is not so severe as to cripple one leg.

Inflammation is subsiding.

He was scratched by the claws of a black bear.

Dear Mogue!

Have you ever heard of a black bear attacking people?

Just scratch a few claw marks and stop?

I was amazed that he survived.

He must have been the descendant of a hero who was favored and protected by God. ”

Mogue didn't say anything about Nala's words, and Nala didn't expect him to say anything, and a mysterious and powerful spokesman for the gods would not give any definite answers.

But seeing that Mogu'u has been very different from his usual indifference and isolation since he met this child, it shows that he has a great interest in this child.

In fact, there is no need for Nala to say, Moguu has already considered how the young and thin child in front of him survived.

Now Moguwu was also thinking about having a strong protector, and he had thought about it for a long time, and although he did not agree to it in person, he confirmed Nala's opinion from the bottom of his heart.

The afternoon was sunny and the weather was fine, and the goats and poultry had long been kept in captivity by the fencing of tree branches, and the number of aftershocks had become less and less frequent lately, and the men were once again scattered to hunt and inspect the territory.

In the camping tent, the women of the tribe are also prepared to pick nearby plants to accompany a relatively simple meal.

Nala carried the basket and the bundle on her shoulder, and then lowered down to pick up Wang Dahai, and let him sit on the grass outside the tent that had already been covered with thick animal skins, hoping that the sun could get rid of the devil on Wang Dahai and tell him to have Kangfei as soon as possible.

The sun made the whole person warm, Wang Dahai lay on the grass alone and looked at the European women who were working hard in the nearby grass, he slowly closed his eyes, he needed to think about everything that happened around him in the past few days.

First of all, it is a strange resurrection of the corpse, although it is bizarre, but it happened in front of me, I don't know how sad the sad news of the death of Lu Dao's parents is, thinking of this, Wang Dahai's eyes are a little red.

Wang Dahai shook his head vigorously, forget it, don't think about it, thinking about it will only increase your troubles, it's useless, I can't go back, since God gave me a chance to live again, then I must cherish it.

Through the memories of this boy, it can be known that there was also a major earthquake and even a tsunami here.

The boy's clan was directly engulfed by the tsunami and earthquake, and he was the only survivor, so Wang Dahai was not afraid of showing his stuff, and there were no familiar people around, and he didn't have to deliberately disguise himself.

Raising his eyes to look at the crowd around him, Wang Dahai closed his eyes again, looking at the clothes of these people, as well as weapons, this should be an isolated island.

These are savages? But it's not quite like that? How does it feel like it's like ancient Rome that used to be shown on TV? The men here like to use cold weapons, even with wooden shields.

After thinking about it for a long time, the big boss of the king still prefers him to be reborn on an unknown island, and these people around him, including the original relatives of this body, are all aborigines of the island...... [commonly known as: savage]

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