When Su Hao picked up the battle axe and slashed it through the neck of the giant pigman, he clearly saw that the monster's eyes showed horror and fear. The force pushed the axe blade to cut almost the entire neck, and the pigman covered the wound tightly with his left hand, still oozing a lot of blood from between his fingers. It howled violently, its massive, fat body falling backwards and backwards, and its right arm, which had evolved into a heavy hammer, slammed into all directions, stirring up a cloud of dust, but it could not harm anyone. After a few seconds, the pig-shaped mutant could no longer sustain itself, and his left hand involuntarily released from the wound, his ugly head tilted towards a piece, and a foul and strong blood fountain suddenly erupted from the fracture.

The course of the battle lasted less than two minutes. Although there is a gravity limit, the comparison of strength is equivalent to the crushing of ordinary people by a fifth-order enhancer. About two hundred mutant corpses were left inside and outside the camp, as well as more than a hundred giants who had died in battle or were dying.

Supported by the two young giants, Villatora slowly walked to the front of the steps and sat down. It's only now that Su Hao has time to look at the hall that he walked out of.

That's also a pyramid. But in terms of size and volume, it is much smaller than the Egyptian pyramids on Earth and the Atlantic Ocean Bottom Pyramids. It is only more than ten meters tall and is made of stone, making it the tallest building in the entire camp.

The sky is also blue, and there is a red sun hanging from it. I don't know if it's because of the distance of the planet or because of its own size, but the sun is about three times larger than what you see on Earth. The sunlight is not too harsh due to the cloudy clouds and air currents, but the ground temperature is very high, between 30 and 35 degrees. However, it was strange that Su Hao did not feel dry, the rich moisture in the air made him slimy all over his body, and he wanted to take a bath.

There are mountains, rivers, and green plains in the distance, and green forests can be seen in many places.

The topography here is not much different from that of the earth. Behind a certain shed next to the steps, Su Hao even saw weeds and wildflowers, as well as a few insects that looked similar to ants.

Vilatola had a cut on his left shoulder that was more than 20 centimeters long. It was a wound inflicted by a mutant with a short sword. Su Hao stood beside him with an axe, silently watching the people carry the wounded and treat Vilatola.

It was a very primitive, extremely crude treatment: a woman plucked a long hair from her head, threaded it through the eye of a needle, and stitched up Vilatola's wound. The white needle was obviously bone, the hair had not been sterilized, and the thick stitches always reminded Su Hao of a lazy peasant woman who did not practice needlework. This practice only barely kept the wound alive, and as for the hemostatic medicine, it was a handful of plant ash taken out of the hearth.

Villatora has been ****, it leaned on the steps, looked at Su Hao with disappointed and weakened eyes, and the voice from his mouth was weak: "You, aren't you willing to help us?" ”

Around it were a dozen giant men and women, as well as about the same number of old men and children. Everyone looked at Su Hao with resentment and anger, as if he was an enemy who shared the sky.

Su Hao didn't feel that these people could pose a threat to him. Even if there are several times more of them, they are still no match for themselves. Not to mention that there are hundreds of "worker bees" watching from the side.

Su Hao's tone was calm: "Why should I help you?" Give me a reason. ”

Villatola's expression gradually became serene: "This is what the Lord God told us. There are warriors who emerge from the Miracle Passage, and they have immense power to change the world. ”

Su Hao ignored this so-called "prophecy" that was no different from pretending to be a god and a ghost, and asked bluntly: "Sue me, what kind of place is this?" ”

"This is Moli Zaka, and I'm the leader here."

The sound was coming from the other direction. Su Hao turned his head and saw an unusually tall and strong man walking towards him. Its skin is still black, with a strange pattern of red and white painted on its face and body. Its waist apron is noticeably cleaner than the others, and the pattern is more delicate and beautiful. In addition, it wears a necklace made of beast teeth around its neck and is adorned with ornate feathers on its head.

The giants gathered near the steps avoided and made way for them. The person who came stood in front of Su Hao and said in a cold and arrogant tone, "My name is Yasen. Stranger, what's your name? ”

Its attitude was very indifferent, and its arrogant expression made Su Hao feel very uncomfortable. After staring at this guy who claimed to be the leader for a few seconds, Su Hao asked lightly: "Veratora said that this is the Divine Domain, but you say that this is Moli Zaka." Who exactly should I trust? ”

"Molizaka is the name of the village."

Veratora struggled to make a voice from behind Su Hao: "Stranger, you shouldn't face us with such an indifferent attitude. Without our help, you would not have been able to defeat those monsters. ”

"Are you referring to them?"

Su Hao turned around, pointed to a mutant who was hacked to death nearby, and said, "I don't see what you mean by "help"? However, you seem to be in the wrong situation. If it weren't for our sudden appearance, your village would have been destroyed by these monsters. I really don't understand, where does your self-confidence and superiority come from? ”

"Our bloodline is much more noble than yours, and that's why!"

Angered by Su Hao's indifferent attitude, Yasen strode in front of Su Hao and stared at Su Hao with eyes that almost breathed fire: "The Lord God said that you are the most lowly creatures, and you can do nothing but kill and fight. Although powerful, he does not think, and he has no wisdom. You are warriors, servants to keep us safe. ”

Su Hao slowly frowned.

He really didn't understand, what was wrong with these people's self-confidence and logical thinking?

On Earth, even a fool knows that he must not be an enemy of the fortified soldiers.

Arrogance, arrogance, and incomparably strong fanaticism...... How is this different from the religious lunatics of the Middle Ages on Earth?

"Get down on your knees now, or don't get any help from us."

Yasen's voice was full of arrogance and contempt, mixed with incomparably fanatical greed: "Take off your clothes and hand over all that you are carrying. Here we are the masters, and you must obey our commands. This qiē is the will of the Lord God, and rejection and rebellion will only be ......"

Before it could finish speaking, Su Hao had already reached out and grabbed the other party's throat, raised his arm, and grabbed Yasen, who was full of nonsense, off the ground. The strong feeling of suffocation made Yasen lose his strength, and it kept struggling in the air, kicking his feet wildly, and desperately choking Su Hao's tiger mouth with both hands, trying to break a gap that was enough to breathe.

The giant next to him roared and tried to pounce to help, but was knocked over by the "worker bees" standing around. Most of the fists landed on the lower back ribs and abdomen, temporarily incapacitating them in severe pain, but they were not fatal.

Su Hao's movements did not change at all, he just turned his gaze to Veratora, who was sitting on the steps, and asked coldly: "It said that it is the leader here, is that so?" ”

Toughness and ferocity completely shocked Villatola. It nodded in fear, the corners of its eyes twitching. It was only now that Villatora suddenly discovered that compared to the mutants who rushed into the village before, these warriors who appeared from the miracle passage in front of him were the truly terrifying and powerful beings.

Su Hao's eyes were full of cold and cruel gaze. His thumb slammed into his throat with a "click". When the corpse, whose eyes were rolled, his face was distorted, and his hands and feet curled up at a strange angle, were thrown heavily on the ground, everyone present heard Su Hao's loud voice.

"From now on, everything here will be taken over by me. I am your new leader. ”

……

It was getting dark.

The cycle of day and night in this world is still about the same as on Earth, but it is longer, about thirty hours.

There is no doubt that the new world that Su Hao has just stepped on is also a terrestrial planet revolving around the sun. Aside from the temperature difference between day and night and gases, the underlying environment is likely to be indistinguishable from that of Earth, especially the strong gravity, which is obviously more suitable for the survival of evolutionary humans than Earth.

On this night that had just fallen, the village of Moli Zaka was completely enveloped in terror. Yasen's body was stabbed through the **** by a wooden pole, and the sharpened port protruded from the deceased's mouth. This practice is very similar to the smell of small yellow croaker pierced by wooden skewers on the night market barbecue stalls, but there is no doubt about the shock and deterrent power. The wooden poles that pierced through the corpses were erected high on a platform in the middle of the village. It is usually the place of worship for the festival of heavy dà. Today, it has become the graveyard of the leader Yasen.

The statistics have come out, and there are 381 villagers in Moli Zaka. Among them, there were 137 young men and women. Most of the rest are teenagers and young children, and the proportion of elderly people is much smaller, only sixty-four.

This is after excluding the daytime war dead. The combat effectiveness of the mutants was very strong, and despite the geographical advantage of defense, Moli Zaka Village still killed a large number of young people, as many as hundreds of corpses were piled up on the side of the village into a small mountain.

The "worker bees" unceremoniously occupied the pyramid as a makeshift camp. One by one, the baggage boxes were opened, and along the perimeter of the pyramid, a circle of army-green tents was erected. Outside the tents, ring-shaped fortifications were built out of large rocks and wood, and heavy machine guns were erected in several main directions.

Su Hao didn't know where the strong arrogance of the villagers of Moli Zaka came from. However, to his relief, these guys, including Villatora, are clearly intelligent beings. As long as you have the ability to think and judge, you will feel fear.

Yasen's body stood in the middle of the village, and its miserable face could be seen from any angle. At first, there were a few small children who stood by curiously and watched. They were quickly taken away by the adults of the families, and the whole village fell into complete silence, the doors and windows of the shacks were closed, and a thick sense of anger and humiliation hung over the village, and almost irrepressible fear.

Su Hao was very satisfied with this result. As long as the other person knows to be afraid, things are much easier. I'm afraid of the kind of strong, horizontal, hot-brained fanatics. There is never a reason to talk about with a madman. Fortunately, although the inhabitants of this place worship the Lord God, they are not so crazy as to be willing to sacrifice their lives for the Lord God.

The problem of accommodation was solved, and the leftover, of course, was food.

Vila Tora brought some of the villagers' daily food. There is a plant fruit that looks like corn but has the same grains as soybeans. The locals call it "Tok". The specific way to eat it can be boiled or fried. However, it is clear that Vilatola and the villagers do not know how to grind it into a powder, mix it with water and then do it for a secondary process.

There is also a large tuber with a diameter of about 50 centimeters. Locals named it "Soke", and its texture and taste are much like those of taro on earth, with a much higher starch and protein content.

Whether it's Tork or Soke, Su Hao is very satisfied with both kinds of food. The indigenous species of this planet obviously have more energy than the species of Earth. Taking the "Soke" tuber as an example, Su Hao roasted it on a hot fire, and after eating some casually, it produced a slight feeling of fullness.

This is unthinkable on Earth. Eating enough has become the biggest problem that plagues Su Hao, and even all evolutionary "worker bees". In the case of Su Hao, the amount of meat in a meal is often as high as several cows. As the body evolves, eating has become a big problem that needs to be solved urgently. Just a month before leaving the earth, Su Hao's daily eating time was even increased to sixteen hours. He had been eating non-stop, and the room had been converted to accommodate only one huge table. It only takes about ten seconds for a roast chicken to be eaten up with its head and claws. Su Hao didn't mind, even if it was boiled in plain water, just add a dish of salt. His sturdy teeth can handle any bone, including something as hard as a hyssop, which can be turned into crumbs with a few chews. The stomach is incredibly strong, and its digestive and accommodating power is amazing. The process of eating and digestion must be increased by guò in order to maintain balance.

It was a really scary situation. Su Hao sometimes feels crazy when he thinks about it.

According to Viratola, both Tok and Sok are the main crops grown by the villagers of Molizaka. The cultivation of both things is very simple, and the management is quite extensive. Of course, the weights and measures here are obviously different from those of the earth, and the weight and area cannot be judged by the eyes of the earth. All in all, the standard of the normal harvest here in Trafigura is about 600 kilograms of wheat per acre on earth. The production of Sock is even higher, which can almost reach about 1,500 kilograms.

The scones made from Trafigura flour are fragrant and similar in appearance and taste to wheat cakes on earth. The method of Sock tubers is simpler. Veratora called a few women, and in front of Su Hao, piled five or six Sok tubers into a hollow tripod, filled it with some pre-split firewood and dried moss, and lit a fire. Sock quickly turned black under the extremely hot flame grill, giving off a strong burnt smell. After more than ten minutes, the flames had been extinguished, and the women used wooden sticks to roll the hot, blackened charcoal, smoke-emitting cooked socks back and forth on the ground. Wait until the temperature is a little cooler and not so hot, then pick up the prepared sharp stone chips and scrape them back and forth on the black surface of the suk.

As soon as the disgusting black skin is lifted, it immediately emits a very strong aroma. The roasted sock is white and has a crystal clear substance similar to that of a roasted potato. This is the simplest way for the villagers to cook it, then cut it in half with a knife, and dig it out as they eat, until in the end, only two watermelon-sized black shells are barely visible.

Veratora brought Su Hao some pink and white fine lenses. Su Hao put this kind of thing into the substance analyzer as usual, and came to the conclusion that it was a high-density sodium chloride crystal. According to Viratola, this is a condiment that was brought from the direction of the northern sea. Although the composition is similar to the salt on the earth and is non-toxic, the density and use are obviously better than the salt that Su Hao is familiar with.

A rocky clearing outside the village became a new weapons testing ground.

The evolutionary "worker bees" have absolutely strong suppressive power over the village name of Molizaka, so there is no need for weapons and supplies to continue to hide inside the pyramid. Barriers had been set up next to the entrance of the village and the breached outer wall, but when the heavy machine gun tower was set up, Su Hao felt the need to test the performance of the weapon again.

For the first time, a shrill gunfire rang out over the village of Moli Zaka.

The test results were expected by Su Hao, and they also made him feel annoyed and anxious. Whether it is a large-caliber machine gun, an assault rifle, or even a shoulder-fired individual machine gun, the firing range has been reduced by a full three-quarters. That's just the distance the projectile flies after it leaves the muzzle. Like the pistols Su Hao had used before, the effective range of these weapons was simply elusive here. At a distance of more than 100 meters, the bullet hitting the rock can only cause a slight crack in the surface. However, at a range of fifty meters, the lethal effect of a large-caliber warhead is still noticeable enough to be lethal.

Gravity changed a qiē. Although Su Hao got food in the normal sense, he lived a normal life again, and he no longer had to worry about eating every day. However, the price he paid was far less than what he received. At the very least, the combat suits brought from Earth have little protection, and their toughness and strength are not even as good as the skins here.

As for the weapons, Su Hao had already issued an order to try as much as possible the original weapons provided by the Villa Tora and to effectively transform them. All firearms and ammunition were temporarily mothballed, and their range was forcibly controlled, greatly reducing their lethal effect, and their role was more limited to close-quarters combat. The effective range of 50 meters is certainly better than nothing, but it greatly reduces the range of weapons used, and makes the word "high-tech" sound really funny......

Gravity changed a qiē. Although Su Hao got food in the normal sense, he lived a normal life again, and he no longer had to worry about eating every day. However, the price he paid was far less than what he received. At the very least, the combat suits brought from Earth have little protection, and their toughness and strength are not even as good as the skins here.

As for the weapons, Su Hao had already issued an order to try as much as possible the original weapons provided by the Villa Tora and to effectively transform them. All firearms and ammunition were temporarily mothballed, and their range was forcibly controlled, greatly reducing their lethal effect, and their role was more limited to close-quarters combat. The effective range of 50 meters is certainly better than nothing, but it greatly reduces the range of weapons used, and makes the word "high-tech" sound really funny.