Su Hao's eyes released an element of smile.

This is of course due to the attitude of Vila Tlù. It should be the most noble in the village below Yasen. Killing the unruly Yasin as an example, the attitude of others will naturally become submissive.

What's more, Su Hao did not order to plunder in Moli Zaka Village, and he never killed people indiscriminately. For a group of outsiders with mysterious identities, since there is no blood feud or hatred between each other, a moment of anger will quickly turn into curiosity.

In this regard, other "worker bees" have done a good job. Their pockets are filled with chocolate and milk candy brought from the earth. The strong force of gravity apparently had no effect on the taste of the candy, and when it was distributed to the children in the village, they were always curious and surprised. For the sensation of "sweetness", they are likely to be the only source of wild honey. Especially for other adult villagers, candy is becoming more and more precious.

Yes, only humans develop a similar sense of taste, and only humans would think that something "sweet" is very tasty. This is the basis of taste formed during the evolution of organisms and cannot be changed.

Because of this, Su Hao changed his attitude towards Villatola.

The old man picked up a dry branch that he used as firewood, broke it with his big rough hands, stuffed it into the hearth, and asked earnestly, "Distinguished guest, what do you want to know from me?" ”

Su Hao's eyes were clear, and the tone of his answer was not doubtful at all: "Yiqiē, the more detailed the better." ”

……

Viratella is two hundred and seven years old.

Don't doubt that this is true. Maybe it's because of the special natural environment of the planet, or maybe the air and food contain some kind of longevity substance, in short, people here have a long lifespan, mostly around 300 to 350 years old.

The time and calendar here are very similar to those of the earth, and there are also fixed agricultural planting and harvesting times. Four hundred and twelve days a year, more than thirty hours a day, the world outside the village has mountains, water, plains and lakes, and further north, even the sea.

Viratella never left the mountain range beneath its feet. It's just too big, and the terrain is complicated. The mountains are full of terrifying and crazy mutants, and everything that moves is their food, even ants on the ground, mosquitoes and flies in the sky. Of course, this is an analogy to the life of the earth.

The two hundred and seven-year-old Vilatra is a legend in the village of Molizaka. It's not that it's powerful, it's that age makes people admire.

The rest of the village is in their seventies at most. Compared to Veratra, it is simply a doll with no hair at all.

Wrinkles represent the age of human aging. The wrinkles of a seventy-year-old man are obviously not as deep as those of a hundred years old, and dark brown spots appear on the surface of the skin of a hundred and twenty years old. By one hundred and fifty, the skin will get darker and darker, and wrinkles will be mixed with each other. The word "chrysanthemum" is really appropriate to describe the current state of Vilatra. It is estimated that in a few decades, Veratola's eyes will completely disappear under the wrinkled compression, and he can only see the outside scene with his hands when he peels off the covering.

In addition to the ones that Su Hao saw just now, Vilatra also has fifteen sons and seventeen daughters. They are the product of Vilatra having had children with more than 30 other women over the past 200 years. Of course, the term "love crystallization" and the like are all. Here, apart from the respected elders and the warriors who are proficient in warfare, there are only two kinds of people who will be respected and valued. That is, a high-yielding woman who has a super-large little brother with him, a large amount of ammunition fired, a very high viscosity, and a special body, and a little **** will cause pregnancy.

The customs of Molizaka are basically a microcosm of this world. The marriage of a husband and wife here is entirely determined by the priest and the parents of both parties. What the hell bullshit love doesn't exist. If the woman who marries her cannot become a mother, or if the man who takes his daughter away cannot enlarge her belly, then she (he) is an unqualified waste. Whenever this happens, the parents of both sides would ask a priest like Vilatola to come forward and adjudicate against the poor young couple.

Like the earth, "introduction" is one of the common words in the village of Molizaka. Either men or women either dissolve the family separately on the spot, or take the advice of their parents and priests and bring in a man or woman to help them with the task of sowing seeds. And his original male (female) also wants others to combine. As a result, the family of only two people has become huge. It could be any number of male and female pairs, or just the right two pairs of male and female members. The only benefit of this approach is that the fertility rate has increased rapidly in a short period of time, and the population has quickly reached staggering numbers.

There is a fertile plain outside the village of Moli Zakka, and next to it is a large river with abundant water. The almost natural granary allows the villagers here to harvest an abundant harvest with little to no effort in farming. However, good things are always accompanied by bad things, and in the mountains in front of the village, there are often mutated creatures that describe horror. They have no interest in the tok corn grown in the fields, and they don't use the sock tubers as a snack. These guys have a one-size-fits-all and frightening diet, and they love to eat people, young and old, fat or thin, regardless of gender.

Many of Villatla's sons and daughters, as well as a large number of members of the village, were killed by mutants in battle after battle. The bodies of the dead were dragged away, and no one knows where they ended up?

The village has been breached, and this kind of thing has happened more than once. Luckily, the people of Moli Zaka Village are united, and there are many strong warriors like Yasin among them. Each time, they were able to repel the mutant attacks and restore peace to the village.

But now, Arsin is dead. Just because it roared at Su Hao, it questioned Su Hao's identity.

"I've never seen a warrior as strong as you, really."

Veratra said calmly, "The metaphor of the Lord God is not wrong, there will indeed be brave and fearless strong people in the dark passages. However, you are clearly not here to protect us, but for some other purpose. Is that so? ”

Su Hao didn't speak. He stood up and looked at the humble shack.

Wood and reed poles are building materials that are used extensively. A large plant resembling palm leaves forms a roof, with sun-dried clay filling gaps between the walls, and a large amount of dead grass mixed in with mud to increase the strength of the cure.

The living conditions here are worse than those in the slums of the big cities, and even worse than the poor and backward African natives.

The pieces of meat in the soup pot are already cooked and give off a rich aroma. In terms of food remediation, Villatola's wife and daughter are very skilled, and the special seasoning added makes the aroma of the meat pieces release a lot, and even Su Hao feels that his index finger is moving.

Suddenly, his gaze fell on a white bull's skull in the corner.

It was indeed a cow. The face is long and narrow, the horns at the ends are curved, and the visual length is about three meters. In my hand, there is a heavy feeling of falling.

Su Hao shook the cowman skull in his hand towards Veratra and asked, "What do you call this kind of thing?" ”

The syllables that come out of the mouth of Vilatrana are similar to those of "cow man". Or rather, a similar pronunciation.

Su Hao held the huge skull in his hand and looked back and forth. The large size of the skull means that the cattle man who was killed was unusually strong. Although such an opponent could not pose a threat to the evolutionary, after the previous battle, Su Hao had already understood the difference in strength between the mutant and the villagers of Moli Zaka. To put it mildly, if the number of mutants attacking the village is higher, the only fate for the entire village is complete extinction.

"This should be your collection. This guy is really big, it must have been difficult for you to kill it in the first place, right? ”

Su Hao asked as he exclaimed. He noticed that the smile on Villatla's face disappeared when he said his last words. Instead, there was a deep sadness, and tears even oozed from the cloudy eyes.

It" Usuosa ". In our words, it means the king of cows. You know, these monsters all have different races and species, and naturally there are legends about the kings of different monsters. No one has ever seen what Ussosha looks like? But when it rushed into the village, each of us knew it was Usuosha. It killed six of my sons, and it took us hundreds of young men to cut off its head. Ususha's death frightened the other monsters, who did not even come to collect and take away the bodies of all the slain, and left in a panic with the dead scattered outside the village, as well as the captured living. ”

"Leave?"

Su Hao couldn't help frowning: "Where did they go?" ”

"Back to their own lair, of course."

Villatora was obviously surprised by Su Hao's question: "Usuosa likes to eat people the most, and his subordinates are no exception. They have eaten almost everything they can eat on this mountain. What else can they eat but us? ”

Su Hao stared at Vilatola for a long time, and asked in an extremely strange voice, "Are you sure you didn't lie?" While your lies pose no real threat to me, I don't like people telling lies. Don't say I didn't warn you, you'd better think it through, I'm not going to give anyone a second chance. ”

"Lying?"

Villatora didn't know what Su Hao said, but he felt the so-called threat before. It quickly adjusted its attitude and defended itself with a more humble expression: "I'm sorry, I really don't understand what you mean. But every word that came out of my mouth, it was true. ”

The coldness on Su Hao's face deepened: "You just told me that everything that could be eaten on the mountain outside was eaten up by Usuosha?" ”

Veratora had cold sweat on his forehead and nodded incessantly: "Yes, that's right." ”

Su Hao snorted coldly: "How do you know that those monsters have eaten everything?" Did you see it with your own eyes? The mountain range is huge, don't impose your own subjective consciousness on others. Otherwise, I would ......"

"Please wait!"

Veratora suddenly interrupted Su Hao's words. It kept licking its tongue at its dry lips, pondering what would be the best way to express its intentions. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally hesitated and said, "Your Excellency, we, we haven't caught decent prey for a long time. ”

Su Hao didn't question Villatola's words, just quietly listened to the old man's words.

After the first battle that arrived in this world, Su Hao once took a circle around the village of Moli Zaka. He didn't find any livestock or poultry, and things like cows, sheep, chickens, and ducks might not survive in this world, but probably in some other way. For example: domestic animals that are similar to cattle and sheep? Or, a hen with four legs that can come and go freely in the air?

It is true that there are no domestic animals. The villagers of Molizaka rely on farming for food. However, these poor giants never refused to eat what they could eat, and they took action to expand the word "food" to an extremely wide range.

Traucer is a species that bears a striking resemblance to corn. From the hardest outer skin to the rough inner core, it will be ground into powder by the villagers of Molizaka, and the principle is similar to that of stick noodles in the days of hunger on Earth.

In the ditch outside the village, there was a snake that was black and smelled fishy. Of course, it at least looks like a snake, maybe a loach, or some kind of aquatic species that resembles it. The dirtier and damper it is, the more slippery it is. The general length is about 30 centimeters, and the thickness of two fingers is the same. The villagers of Molizaka are very fond of this thing called "gukaka", and when they find it, they compete with each other, even children. When he first saw that kind of chaotic scene, Su Hao thought that things like "Gu Kaka" were harmless to people, but later saw a head that was torn off in the process of snatching. It was a lot like a snake on Earth, with a gaping mouth filled with dozens of fangs. The fingers touch lightly, and there is a very sharp prickly feeling. The villagers saw Su Hao's movements and advised him to be careful. Because "Gukaka" is highly poisonous and deadly.

Mosquitoes and flies are also food for the villagers. Near the river outside the village, there is a large pile of excrement and decaying plants. The hot weather causes the garbage to ferment quickly, attracting a large number of mosquitoes and flies. That dense amount is simply a scalp tingling, and the horror is no less than a peacetime disaster movie. However, these terrifying insects, which are as dense as the tide, are also one of the sources of food for the village of Molizaka.

The work of collecting mosquitoes and flies is usually done by children. They hold two round rattan plaques resembling the largest pampas fans on earth, coated with a layer of grayish-white paste made of toca flour and the sap of some plant stem. This thing is very sticky, and once the mosquitoes and flies flying in the air get on it, they can't break free. Wearing masks made of fine linen and wrapping the cuffs and legs of their clothes, the children happily rushed into the swarm of mosquitoes and flies, and danced their slime-coated rattan plaques back and forth in the air. Although the mosquito flies are slightly larger than their counterparts on Earth, they cannot escape the fate of being stuck after being hit in the air. In this way, the number of mosquitoes and flies stuck to the rattan plaque increased, and soon it could be crowded into a dense layer up to three or four centimeters thick.

The children took the rattan plaque home, and the housewife threw the rattan plaque directly into the pot of boiling water to scald the mosquitoes and flies, and it was easy to complete the cleaning of the rattan plaque. Then scoop up the mosquitoes and flies floating in the pot with a claw fence, squeeze out the water, sprinkle with salt, mix a small handful of toke flour, knead it into a pancake shape and bake it slowly in the oil pan.

The villagers of Molizaka are very fond of this insect oil cake. In addition, steamed slugs, cold snails, barbecued dried earthworms, ant rice balls, and raw chewing spider legs are also included in the daily recipes of the villagers. Of course, the aforementioned insects are certainly different from terrestrial species. They are much larger, with thicker bristles on the surface of their bodies and sharper claws, mostly venomous and aggressive. However, in the face of a group of hungry ghosts, all dangers are ignored, and it is true that a madman can survive in this world better than a wise man.

Doctors in the "worker bee" colony have tested these horrible foods. Although it is rich in protein, there are also a surprising number of dirty bacteria. Taking the mosquito and fly pancakes mentioned earlier as an example, the stomach of ordinary earthlings cannot be tolerated at all. When that thing is eaten in the stomach, it means a series of terrible diseases such as dysentery, enteritis, malaria, cholera, etc. Even if he was sent to the hospital in time to rescue him, he was always tossed and only half his life was left. What's even more terrifying is that a large number of eggs have been scattered throughout the patient's body, and they may hatch at any time to feed on the freshest flesh and blood.

Strengthening the physiological immune system of a person is much superior to that of ordinary people. This is the real reason why the villagers of Molizaka dare to use mosquitoes as food. The "worker bee" doctor who is in charge of testing the food tasted some of the novelty foods here and thought it tasted good, so everyone tried it. Su Hao just glanced at the big garbage heap in the distance that emitted the stench of feces and urine, and was shrouded in a black storm of countless mosquitoes and flies, and then shook his head and turned away.

Villatora's words "I haven't caught decent prey for a long time" made Su Hao can't help but think of what he already knew.

"I am the oldest person in the village of Molizaka. Here, no one knows more than me. ”

Villatora seemed to see through the doubts in Su Hao's mind, and said slowly: "For as long as I can remember, the road to the outside has been closed. This closure does not come from external forces, but from our own unwillingness to leave. We don't have enough food, and the numbers are getting smaller, and even if everyone leaves the village, they won't be able to go far. ”

Su Hao somewhat understood these words: "Those mutant monsters will attack you on the road?" ”

Veratora nodded as a matter of course: "More than a hundred and thirty years ago, there were occasional deer in this mountain. More than eighty years ago, the bald-nosed warthog disappeared. Thirty-two years ago, the last time I stood on the wooden fence wall, I saw a red-tailed grouse in the distance. Now, I'm about to forget what they look like. ”