"Don't do it! Own. ”

Inside the cabin, Ember let go of Five's ankle, "I'm not [mind controlled], and I have no hostility towards you. ”

Han Ember breathed a sigh of relief, smiled, and his mind was more relaxed: "I finally ran out, thanks to you." ”

"What did you say?"

Five's tone was emotionless, and he didn't know what was going on behind the mask: "You're a defector?" ”

"Huh?"

Han Ember was shocked: "This is said as if you are not a defector." ”

"The organization arranged for me to go out on a mission." Five's tone was still cold.

"It's a bit of a joke."

The scene was extremely embarrassing.

"You two!"

"Fighting is forbidden inside the battleship."

The flight attendant who maintains order is human, opened his mouth to remind.

"He's a smuggler." Five's cold tone was emotionless.

"Huh?"

The flight attendant's eyes widened.

Ember sneered.

In the sky above a certain planet, the hatch of the ship opened, and Han Ember was kicked down by No. 5: "Life and death are fate, wealth is in the sky." ”

"Lean ......"

"No empathy."

"Isn't it just skydiving, buddy is skilled!"

……

In front of me, beside the mountains and forests, by the lake, there is a village of more than a dozen households. There are fences all around, and there are mostly thatched houses, and the ones near the middle look better, and they are made of wooden planks. The villagers were clad in animal skins and watched vigilantly at the visitors.

"Tut-tut......" Han Ember pinched his chin and sighed with some emotion: "In the era of the Great Star Sea, there is still such a backward planet...... Am I going to start here? ”

But is there any alternative?

When Ember was plotted, the [Cultivator Project] had not yet been opened.

Now, it's been a month.

"There's no time to waste."

In the initial stage, it is extremely important to get ahead of the curve.

Now, he only has one piece of clothing, but everything that can be exchanged for money has been taken away by Five, and there is no time to pick and choose.

Hum! Abominable Five!

Before opening, cultivators will go to those undeveloped planets to investigate, and after comprehensive evaluation, they will make choices, and cultivators will avoid the situation of choosing the same planet at the same time. If you can avoid the early fight, try to avoid it.

Ember didn't have time to investigate.

"Hell starts."

The construction of the territory and the combat effectiveness of the command are extremely important. The village in front of you is still uncivilized, which will slow down the pace of development, and if you are not careful, the beginning will collapse.

Standing in front of the village, Ember sighed.

It's just that this scene is very strange in the eyes of the villagers.

Blocking the entrance of the village and looking at the sky, still beepping, what do you want to do?

"Ahh (Who's coming?) ）

Behind the gate, a strong man was dressed in tiger skin, with his arms exposed, his muscles scarred and scarred, and he held a javelin with a head made of black and brown sharp stones tightly in his hand, staring coldly at the embers.

Well...... Like the heads of this group.

"What do you mean?"

The language is incomprehensible, and Han Ember can't understand it.

In ancient times, before language was invented and perfected, human communication methods were still chaotic babbling and no standard body movements to barely convey information.

"However, the villagers have been able to communicate with each other initially, which is fine."

The village already has the habit and experience of communication, which can save a lot of things, Han Ember thought to himself.

"Hello!"

Ember waved his hand and greeted him with a smile as a gesture of goodwill. He didn't mean to be an enemy of the villagers, and he wanted the villagers to understand that.

Unfortunately, they did not understand.

"Roar!"

The strong man in tiger skin gritted his teeth and roared, the hideous muscles of his face were like tightened tree vines, his bronzed skin was like a layer of copper plated, the back of the hand holding the javelin was bruised, and the scarred arms were almost bursting with muscles, and he was tough from the inside out. Scars all over the body, but also beautiful.

Two large three-meter-long bows were erected on the fence, and the two strong men fixed their bows, and sweat was already oozing from their foreheads. A thigh-thick stake, sharpened at one end to act as an arrow, rests on the fence at one end and on the arm at the other end by a stout man who rests on the ground with one foot and the other on the fence. Finally, there was a strong man, also with one foot on the ground, his foot on the back of the short man, and he struggled to pull the tendon rope.

In ancient times, the period of reckless civilization, there was basically no process precision at all, and roughness and toughness were the main colors.

Two giant bows, four strong men each.

The attack is ready to go.

"Why do you suddenly look like you're going to war?"

"Could it be that this greeting gesture is here a provocation and a signal for war?"

Ember guessed.

In ancient times, due to the imperfection and inconsistency of the language, the way of information exchange between different villages was often very different. Sometimes, the greeting gesture here may be used for war in another village, which is very likely.

"Roar!"

With the roar of the tiger-skinned man, the situation was like those two big bows, and the moment the strings were released, it was too late to control them. The sharpened stakes rubbed against the shoulders of the stocky man, and shot straight out with the ropes and bows. In terms of momentum alone, it is not like an arrow, but more like a cannonball. The short man had a beast skin on his shoulder, but there was already blood oozing out, so you can imagine how reckless such an attack was.

Ember glared, knowing that this method of communication simply wouldn't work.

"I guess this is the signal for war......"

In this age of recklessness, sometimes conflicts and struggles are so pure.

There is not much time to think about it, and the situation in front of you still has to be dealt with.

"Run."

Ember didn't hesitate, and when he encountered someone who couldn't be beaten, he ran. The light and breezy bearing just now disappeared in front of the two thick wooden stakes.

The tip of the wooden stake plunged into the ground, and under the action of great force and inertia, the grooves of the road were rubbed, and the sand and dust were raised. When the gate of the fortress was opened, and the tiger-skinned strong man rushed out with a javelin in his hand, through the dust that covered his eyes, what was left for them was a figure that was too far away to catch up.

The tiger-skinned man stared at his eyes, let the dust fall on his shoulders, and endured it...... In the end, the corners of his mouth twitched. The other villagers were also a little unaware. Although ancient, the emotions and expressions that should exist exist.

"Haha......" (useless thing...... ）

"Whew!"

Bursts of laughter were mixed with the joy of victory.

The tiger-skinned man patted the dust and stared back to the village. Several villagers worked together to carry the wooden stakes to the lake, washed the dust and gravel, and carried them back to the village, leaving them for the next attack, and everything calmed down again.

In the mountains and forests in the distance, Ember pursed his lips and couldn't help kicking away the small pebbles that were in his way.

"What the hell is this starting?"

In the state of being bare-handed, the combat power that Cold Ember can exert is very limited. There are no weapons and equipment, and it is very difficult to be tough.

"Bluffing......

Suddenly, a low beast roar full of hostility sounded not far away.

"It's not going to get to this point."

The sound of clusters of bushes was incessant, and Ember pinched his chin and slowly retreated.

In the bushes, the beast poked its head out.

"Bladed Tiger ......"