"Ni, Ni, good people, ......"

The two homeless people speak a terrible continental language, and it is estimated that they usually communicate in the local vernacular. The reason why they showed friendliness was not because they were kind, but because they saw Chen Xing carrying a gun.

Chen Xing took out two bags of military rations from the storage space. The two male homeless people were dumbfounded, they may not have seen the space object, but they must know that this is "a means only for big people", and they became more and more honest, bowing their heads, and only resigned.

"Look at this map, tell me how to get there, they'll be yours." Chen Xing connected the black watch with a portable screen and called up the hand-drawn map to show the two of them.

These displaced people are weak and do not have to worry about the trouble caused by leaking information. The two homeless people looked at it for a long time, and then they both shook their heads, saying that they didn't know, but the village elders probably knew.

The homeless people's shelter must not be far from the water source, and Chen Xing followed the two to the village a moment later. It was a relatively flat place on the leeward side of Stone Mountain, with twenty or thirty dilapidated and patched tents. The women were working outside the tents, and the children were playing beside them, and when they saw the stranger entering the village, they looked up, and a bold boy ran up to them and whispered something to one of the male homeless people. Presumably because he was annoyed by the child, or for the purpose of protection, after a few words of conversation, the male homeless made a beating motion, and the boy ran away.

In the middle of the village was the corpse of a sickle beetle on a wooden shelf, the tissues inside the carapace had been hollowed out, and the compound eyes had become hollow.

The environment in the depths of the wilderness is harsh, and it is difficult to produce by cultivation alone, so the homeless people will hunt weaker mutated creatures and eat everything but living corpses.

Due to the abundant psionic energy and mutant genes in the body of mutant creatures, the physical fitness of the displaced people will be much higher than that of ordinary people, and they may even become top powerhouses. It is said that Michael Rolo is from a tribe of exiles, but the probability is more than ten times lower than that of the potions refined through the factory.

The flesh of mutated creatures contains a lot of toxins and complete species life marks, and there are three results when eaten directly, the best is to become stronger, and the rest is poisoning death and genetic overmutation into monsters.

The refining of the factory is to purify the psionic energy in the corpse, and destroy the life mark of the species, becoming a mutilated mark or mark fragment, and human beings will not be eroded by the life mark of the alien species while absorbing the ability of mutated creatures, a phenomenon called "mark replacement" in academic terms.

It is that when a strong life mark and a weak life mark are opposed, the weak side will be replaced. In short, a person who is too weak to eat the flesh of a sickle beetle is likely to cause the beetle to mutate and eventually turn into a half-human, half-worm monster.

But there are pros and cons, a lot of spiritual energy will be lost in the refining process of the factory, and the efficiency of direct consumption will be very high.

This is the case for Chen Xing to directly devour the Wolf King Crystal Nucleus to break through the limit, as long as he can overcome the toxin and conquer the life mark of the species, his strength will be greatly improved.

But then again, toxins will always act on the human body, and long-term consumption will damage the original lifespan, so the life of the displaced people is generally between 30 and 40 years old, and 70 years old is considered a high life.

An old woman is stirring the food in a pot with a wooden pole. The food was black and mushy, like a paste mixed with many things, and when it was stirred, you could see colored tubes, and you could vaguely tell that it was the blood vessels and nerves of insects. Chen Xing was a little sick to his stomach after just looking at it, this thing is really not eaten by people.

Although the two male homeless people who led the way looked fairly strong and estimated to have the strength of a small elite or elite level, the skin on their backs and shoulders had some black spots, which were toxins that had gradually accumulated under the skin from the meat of mutated creatures that had been consumed for a long time.

There are a large number of displaced people in the world, and they are not included in the population of three billion, and unofficial estimates estimate that there are 700 million displaced people in the world. Some of them were forced, some were voluntary. Isn't it an option to stay away from the strife of the world and run your own small family?

Nine times out of ten, the village in front of me in the center of the Grasse Hills is the latter, isolated from the world, that is, the living environment is a little worse, otherwise it is a paradise.

There was a stone cave in the innermost part of the village, with two braziers at the doorway, and next to it stood a sturdy man with a spear and a rifle on his back.

Seeing Chen Xing, the sturdy man was about to step forward to stop him, but he was quickly pulled away by one of the male homeless people, and said a few words of local words, and then let go.

The cave is not deep, and you can reach it by walking seven or eight meters. The ground was covered with unknown animal skins, and the smell of herbs filled the air. A thin old man sat kneeling at a small table, with many bottles and jars and stone medicine bowls and stone utensils of unknown purpose behind him.

The male homeless man who walked in front stepped forward and chattered a few words, and pointed at Chen Xing, probably explaining Chen Xing's identity and intention.

"Young powerhouse, I welcome you on behalf of the Asan tribe."

The old man stood up and saluted. The strong in the wilderness are respected, regardless of age and status, the one with a hard fist is the one who is big.

Chen Xing gave the map, and the old man looked at it carefully for a while, and said, "Go thirty kilometers to the west, and you will be there a few kilometers north when you see the Eagle's Beak Rock, but it is not a good place, I went there when I was young, and I will encounter some strange things." ”

"What's the matter?" Chen Xing asked.

"It's easy to get lost there, and the marks made on the trunk of the tree will strangely disappear. The sudden fog in the middle of the day, the singing seems to be heard in the fog, like a ghost singing, the trees seem to be whispering, like there are many people secretly watching you and talking about you, the feeling is indescribably terrible, I thought I could pick up good things, of course I also picked up, sold to a passing merchant for two mountain camels......"

The old man's voice became smaller and smaller, and there was a terror in his eyes, as if he had seen some terrible sight.

But none of this is anything to Chen Xing. He is a human being in the third life, and he doesn't believe that there are any gods and ghosts in the world, as long as his strength is enough, he is not afraid of anything. He now has short-range teleportation, trio, wolf king, fire immunity, and a bunch of life-saving skills, so he can run even if he can't beat it.

"Is anyone willing to lead the way? I can pay for it. He asked, pulling out a bag of gold coins.

The two male homeless men looked at the golden coins in the open pouch with greedy eyes, but finally shook their heads.

"Young man, if it is not very necessary, I advise you not to go." The old man said. Money is a good thing, but you have to have a life to spend it.

After asking, Chen Xing left two bags of military rations and five gold coins and left. On the one hand, I'm in a hurry, and on the other hand, I don't want to be invited to try beetle rice cereal, and I have stomach cramps when I think about it, and I guess I won't eat it if I starve to death, right?