10,000 Reser people are consumed every day, and there are 100,000 people in an ecological region, and the average is exhausted in ten days.

The training camp has a hundred eco-zones, and if it is a rotation system, starting from eco-zone 1 and ending with eco-zone 100, it can only be rotated once every three years on average.

The No. 009 ecological zone that Wang Xu entered looks like it has some history, and judging from the traces of surrounding activities, this group of Resers has lived here for at least two years.

Walking in the tropical rainforest, Wang Xu wandered aimlessly like a tourist.

"Click..."

Behind a bush, there was the sound of trampling on a dead branch, and it sounded so clear.

Wang Xu followed the sound and walked over, only to see that behind the bushes, a young female Resher was hiding.

She was only half a meter tall, and judging by the average height of one and a half meters, this should still be a half-old child.

"Howl, howl," the little Reser fell to his knees, muttering indistinctly, looking frightened and anxious.

Wang Xu looked at her, tapped on the headphones with his hand, and quickly figured out what the little Reser was talking about.

"I'm not a god." Wang Xu has a language translator, and as soon as his words come out, they are automatically translated into the language of the Resser people.

The little Reser did not dare to raise his head, and knelt at his feet and kowtowed repeatedly, and howled and disobeyed.

Wang Xu squatted on the ground, glanced at the sour fruit under the feet of the little Resser, and asked, "What's your name, are you here to pick food?" ”

"Grudu Dudu, Mai Qidu..."

"Your name is Dudo, the food picker."

Wang Xu stood up from the ground, looked at the distant dense forest, and said, "Take me to your tribe." ”

"Howling, howling.."

The little Reser cried instantly, knelt on the ground and began to kowtow again.

Wang Xu looked at her with a frown and asked, "You don't want to?" ”

"God, please don't take us, don't take us." Dudu knelt on the ground and kowtowed frantically, pleading with tears in his eyes.

When Wang Xu heard this, he understood, it turned out that this little Reser man named Dudu regarded him as an iron-blooded man who came to capture slaves.

As long as the slaves were captured by the Predators, they never returned, and over time, the Predators took away became synonymous with death among the Resers.

"Get up, I'm not here to get you." Wang Xu comforted him twice, but did not do more.

Big fish eat small fish, small fish eat shrimp, this is a true portrayal of the races in the universe, he has no ability to pity Dudu, because as he retorted, he is not a god, never has been.

Dudu stood up from the ground, although Wang Xu repeatedly emphasized that he was not a god, Dudu still looked a little scared.

However, the fear did not last long, and Dudu quickly thought of the fruit that had fallen on the ground, and hurriedly lowered his head to pick it up.

Sour Fruit, this is the name given to the Predator, and in the language of the Resers, this fruit is called the Life Fruit.

Because only the fruit of life can reproduce in a large area in the desert, just like the date palm, which is known as the bread of the desert, the people of Tareser cannot survive in the desert at all.

Dudu gently picked up the sour fruit and put it in his hands full of black hair, with joy in his eyes.

Wang Xu stood by and watched until Dudu picked up the last sour fruit before he spoke: "Lead the way, go find your tribe." ”

Dudu did not refuse, nor did he dare to refuse, and walked in front with the sour fruit.

Her footsteps were not fast, and after walking for about ten minutes, Wang Xu only deduced from the surrounding traces that she was already very close to the tribe of the Resor people.

Grass that has been trampled off the path, trees that have been broken artificially, stones that have been left marked.

The deeper he walked into the rainforest, the more traces of human habitation there were, and Wang Xu even saw a dozen half-human-tall sour fruit trees that had not yet grown in a clearing.

If it were a creation of nature, these fruit trees would not be the same height and grow together in a pile.

Wang Xu deliberately leaned over to take a look, and the distance between each tree was the same, and the traces of artificial planting were very obvious.

After another five or six minutes of walking, I walked through a bush and saw a row of ugly wooden houses.

It is not appropriate to say that it is a wooden house, it is completely a triangular firewood stack formed by the branches and leaves piled together.

At the bottom of the stack of firewood, there is an entrance like a dog's hole, barely enough for an adult to get into.

And outside these ugly wooden houses, there sat a large number of Resser.

Some of these people were weaving garlands from branches, some were polishing stones to make weapons, and some were drying sour fruits that they had gathered.

Looking at the ground, there were traces of fire on the ground, and utensils made of tree trunks and stones, and many young Resers like hairy children, frolicking in front of their parents.

Wang Xu watched all this quietly, and had a sense of returning to the matriarchal era and seeing the primitive tribe.

The skull excavated by the caveman at the top of the mountain, after being scanned into human images, is not this image of Homo sapiens who looks like an orangutan and can walk upright.

I really don't know if if no one disturbs them, and gives Rayser a few more years of evolutionary time, they will evolve into early humans.

No, the Predator world, it can't be said that it has evolved into a human, it should be said that it has evolved into a Titan.

Here the Titans are the origin of mankind, and the first group of humans are all cyborgs bred by the Titans with their own genes, and the view of evolution has been overturned.

"Interesting, could it be that the Lessers are also the genetic engineering products of the Titans, and like humans, they were born in cultivation at the earliest, but they lacked time for evolution and reproduction?" Looking at the orangutan-like Resser, Wang Xu thought thoughtfully.

"What's that?"

Wang Xu discovered the Reser tribe, and the Resher people here also quickly discovered him.

Many of the Raysers stood up, looking at him in horror, but unlike the young Dudu, these adult Resers did not recognize Wang Xu as the Iron Blood.

"Don't be afraid, he has no armor, no spear, and much shorter, this is not a god." An elderly Resor stood up and called out to his companion to calm down.

As the commotion dissipated, the Lessers gathered around the tribe and watched him, just as the first Indians watched the white people who came to America.

After a while, a Reser who resembled an elder walked out by two young Resher people and came to Wang Xu: "Who are you?" ”

Just as Wang Xu would not regard them as human beings, the Rayser people would not regard humans as their kindred race, because the difference between the two sides was too great, and the biggest similarity was not so much the appearance as the same flesh and blood classification.

For example, in the world of black super special police, the division of life is obvious.

Flesh life is one category, plant life is one category, mechanical life is one category, crustacean life is one category, as long as you are flesh and blood life we are the same race.

The universe here is different, they don't have that kind of tolerance, or they don't have the Zerg and plant civilization as enemies, and they can't unite a type of flesh and blood life.

Assuming that this universe also has two systems of plant civilization and zerg as enemies, it is possible for it to unite together.

After all, compared to civilizations divided by the whole species, a single flesh civilization is too weak, and it must tolerate more civilizations of the same genus of flesh and blood in order to resist the invasion of other types of civilizations.

And there are not so many enemies here, everyone doesn't have to unite, just like the chaotic warlord secession period, you fight yours, I fight me, and you can do it yourself behind closed doors.

"I'm a human, a guest on the Iron Blooded Planet, and it's a pleasure to meet you, elder of the Resers." Wang Xu simplified his language in order to let the Rayser people know where he came from.

The civilization of the Reser people was just starting, and there were still very few languages, and the elder thought for a while before he understood what Wang Xu meant, and whispered to the people around him: "This is a race that claims to be a human race, and it is a guest of the gods, we may be able to entertain him and let him say something good in front of the gods." ”

The elder didn't know that Wang Xu's guest was only at Scar's invitation, and actually had nothing to do with the Iron Blood Clan.

In the same way, he cannot represent human beings, after all, human beings are a general term, and there are countless advanced civilizations that call themselves human beings, and there is no one who can represent it at all.

For example, the Immortal Buddha, Wang Xu is sure that this is real, and it is also an advanced form of human beings.

There are also Olympus gods, Norse gods, and heavenly gods, all of which can be regarded as one of the extensions and ends of human beings.

In addition, there are many high-tech civilizations, such as the humans in the Star Trek series, who claim to have cracked all natural sciences, and have a faint taste of theology.

In addition, there are Ender's games, Star Wars series, Stargate series, The Fifth Element, and the ultimate human form of the Three-Body World.

No one can judge the extent of human potential, and how can anyone represent it.