In Song Xiaoye's opinion, instead of wasting his energy on meaningless scrambles, it is better to find another way to find other food sources. You know, when there is no extra food to consume, the accumulation of the body's amount becomes a big problem. If you can't defeat your opponent in training the next day, then what you lose is probably far more than a piece of animal meat.

Deep in the woods, in front of a cone-shaped mound about half a meter high, Carmon stopped. He picked up a thick bundle of dry yellow and slightly wet grass from the nearby grass and brought it close to the bottom of the mound. He took out the flint from his bosom and rubbed it several times. Suddenly, a flame that was not burning vigorously, but carried a dense smoke, began to tumble along the branches and leaves of the grass stem.

The haystack is placed right below the mound. Choking smoke followed the direction of the wind and poured into the low mounds. In an instant, from several bare mud holes on the top of the mound, countless yellow earth bees the size of thumbs suddenly flew out. They circled angrily outside their nests. Although the poisonous bee sting can penetrate even the thick skin of the ground brown bear, it drives away the invisible black smoke that fills the air. After a few minutes, the entire bee hill was completely empty. Only a brownish-yellow cone-shaped mound remains, standing silently among the ashes of the embers.

Song Xiaoye stepped forward quickly and carefully pried open the thick layer of mud with a thick wooden stick. I saw that the inside of the mound was full of hexagonal beehives. Immersed in it is the honey that exudes an attractive sweet aroma, and the crystal clear, fat and plump larvae like white jade.

The bread is dipped in honey and the pupa is buried in the embers of the fire. Although he only had half a piece of black bread in his hand, Song Xiaoye still ate with a round belly and burped.

Everyone in the camp knows that there is a nest of earth bees here. But no one came close. It's not that they don't like the sweet taste of honey, it's that the demons of the entire empire don't know how the honey comes from. Even the coarse hard candy cubes, which were regarded as treasures by the nobles and bought from the human caravans at extremely high prices, were only carefully taken out of their respective treasure troves during heavy festivals or celebrations, and tasted a little bit with their families as if they were ostentatious.

Humans and demons are natural enemies. No one knows why there is such an unforgettable hatred between the two races. People just know: whether it is a demon or a human, there is almost no difference in the appearance of the body. The only difference is that humans have a natural ring-shaped mark on their foreheads. And under the sea of demon hair, it is smooth.

The human empire, which has developed industrial and agricultural industries, has carried out the maximum blockade of the demons. In the words of the Pope of Humanity: "Demons have been stupid barbarians since ancient times. Let them live in obscurity forever! Only in this way can greater benefits be brought to the empire. ”

Song Xiaoye is also a demon. Of course, he didn't know where the honey really came from. However, since he picked up that strange machine in the wild, all the qiē has changed drastically.

It was a metal box in the shape of a rectangular shape. The mirror-like body of the box exudes a faint dark blue. Carmon had never seen anything so delicate. This is simply an artifact that the greatest forger in the demon clan cannot create. Just as he lifted the lid of the box with curiosity, he wanted to see what it was. From the small box that had just been opened, a red light as thin as a gossamer suddenly shot out, covering his eyebrows impartially.

In an instant, Song Xiaoye only felt that countless things were infused into his mind. It was all something that he had never thought of, and even the wisest elders of the demon clan could not explore at all. In human terms, the sum of them is called "knowledge".

From these accidental gains, Song Xiaoye learned that the iron box came from a highly civilized planet. Its real name is "Information Detector". The red light that comes out of the box is used as a light guide transmission system for information propagation. The moment the iron box was opened, all the information about the alien civilization recorded in the instrument was firmly stored in Zài's own brain, and could no longer be erased.

Universe, Planet, Space ...... This qiē is too far away for Song Xiaoye. Far away can not be imagined at all. Between the most basic of survival and the unreal mystery of inquiry, there is nothing more realistic than filling a hungry stomach.

However, he felt that these things that should have been strange were so familiar.

Hell, why do I remember I'm a woman again?

There are straight chests.

There are slender thighs.

There is also a body part that can be used for men to mate, not standing tall and erect, but being humiliated and humbled into it. This, this is terrible.

For the first time, Song Xiaoye knew that protein and energy are the most basic parts of maintaining human life. For the first time, he also discovered that there was so much to eat in this world. In addition to the precious bread, which can only be obtained by desperate fighting, the white fat insect larvae, the crystal ant eggs, and even the earthworms rolling back and forth in the soil all have no less than bread, or even more abundant life-sustaining elements than bread.

With a feeling of doubt, he overcame his incomparable disgust and forced himself to swallow a few roasted pupae for the first time. He was suddenly surprised to find that these white-looking and fat insects were not as unpalatable as he imagined. It tastes pretty good, too. What's more, they can all be converted into the energy that your body needs most.

On the edge of a crystal clear pool, Song Xiaoye took off his tattered old leather robe and carefully washed all the traces related to honey on his body in the icy pool water. He didn't want others to discover his secrets. I don't want those that should belong to me to be forcibly shared by others.

The effect of a private full meal for weeks on end is significant. Song Xiaoye's face could no longer see the pale of hunger. The high bulging muscle masses between the legs and arms are also covered by the bronzed skin, highlighting the ups and downs full of strength. A punch is thrown, and the fierce force can always bring a low roar that pierces the air. In terms of body volume alone, it has fully met the standards of a demon warrior.

Pectoral ...... Why do I suddenly think of feminine, breast, and room muscles on my body?

In the competition with Moss, Song Xiaoye was actually deliberately showing weakness for a considerable part of the time. If it weren't for the fact that he wanted to cover up the astonishing changes in his body, he would have smashed his opponent alive with one punch. After all, in a group of demon people who were in a state of semi-starvation at any time, fighting for a little poor breadcrumbs all the time, a healthy person with a red face and enough nutrition suddenly appeared. The resulting jealousy, anger, and even madness are enough to squeeze oneself to the point that there is nothing left of it.

All the towns of the Demon Empire have a similar warrior training camp. Among them, the selected ones are all local school-age teenagers. The demons are sparsely populated and poor. Therefore, it is only under the premise of this system of paramilitarization of the whole people that it is possible to maintain a relatively balanced combat power with human beings.

However, it is a terrible system that is extremely cruel and has to continue.

Song Xiaoye has never seen his parents. He, like all the orphans in the village, was raised by several veterans. It is said that my father was killed in a war with humans. Shortly after giving birth to herself, her mother also died of excessive bleeding and weakness. Like all demon dead, her corpse became food for the entire village. The demons have not had the custom of burying the dead since ancient times. The lack of food due to the backward cultivation technology made the demons have to try their best to collect edible things. Don't say it's the deceased who died unexpectedly, according to the custom, after the old man of the demon clan reaches a certain age, he will no longer be given any rations. Instead, they were allowed to starve to death, and then the corpses were divided and eaten by the whole village.

Every winter, the demons start a war with humans. The greatest gain from this is not the plundered goods. Rather, it was a carload of corpses of people and demons brought back from the front line. For the people of the Empire, who are hungry and have no more food to eat, this is the only hope to keep them through the cold winter until the following spring.

The Demon Empire has also tried every means to change this embarrassing predicament. The Demon Emperor has been in contact with humans many times, hoping to completely quell the war between the two races by purchasing food with a large amount of money. However, the abundant human empire simply ignored it. They only strengthened the walls on the border passes again and again, and built fortresses that were difficult to conquer. even bluntly shouted: "It's just to starve and trap these barbaric demons to death." ”

Humans and demons are actually not much different in appearance. Yes, it's just a different name for a group.

The purpose of the establishment of the youth training camp is to select enough soldiers for the demon army. An official Demon Army soldier can get a full ration. This alone is enough to make the demon civilians envious. However, it is not so simple to stand out from the training camp and make the leap from a civilian to a qualified fighter.

For six days, Song Xiaoye lost to Moss in the competition. Whenever I looked at the boy who was a head taller than himself, but his face showed a faint color and tiredness, he sat there and gulped down his hard-won black bread with great happiness. In his heart, there will always be a faint, inexplicable pleasure.

Moss is actually a very nice guy. When I first arrived at the training camp, I quietly returned the food I had received to the children who had failed in martial arts on several occasions. It's just that after being discovered by the instructor and being whipped several times in succession, he never did this again.

Bootcamp is a brutal knockout round. In the words of the instructor, it is: "Use the methods of combat to take more food from the enemy and make yourself stronger." If you fail, then you can only become food for other people's mouths, and use your body to create better and stronger warriors. ”

This is not a threat, but a real reality.

At dinner, all the teenagers in the training camp, in addition to their daily black bread, were also given a bowl of broth with thick and shiny oil.

No cheers, no cheers. On the contrary, in the face of the rare meat in front of them, everyone without exception chose to be silent. Because they know that the pieces of meat in the soup bowl belong to their companions.

According to the regulations of the training camp, the instructor will rank all the teenagers in the camp according to the sum of each person's combat achievements for the month. The person who has the most failed games will be judged as the target who must be withdrawn. And his end, after being killed, boiled into a broth for all trainees to eat.

It's a cruel ordinance. But it is also a thousand-year-old tradition of the Demon Empire. This is how the camp will be held in every city. Stimulated by the urgency of feeling the existential crisis all the time, a group of powerful demon warriors came out of the juvenile training camp. They will fight humanity with their lives, break through the solid walls in the madness of the defense, and bring back enough food for the people of the vast empire to reproduce the next generation.

Looking at the broth that was constantly shaking in the wooden bowl, Song Xiaoye only felt that his hands were trembling slightly. A civilization from an alien planet, and a qiē that I have heard and witnessed since childhood, two completely different concepts of thinking entangle and collide back and forth in the depths of the brain.

Cannibalism is undoubtedly barbaric.

But what if you don't eat it?

Could it be that the demons can only be starved to death? The fighters guarding the border can only get weaker and weaker. In the end, the mighty human army was allowed to completely crush the entire empire.

Strange thinking is back in place. Song Xiaoye faintly felt that he seemed to have eaten people before, and there was more than one.

No, I don't want to eat people.

But I didn't want to die just like that.

I'm going to change, change this completely!

The next day, when Song Xiaoye stood on the training ground again, Moss suddenly found that the young man in front of him, who had lost six games in a row in a week, exuded a daunting and terrifying aura.

His appearance has not changed in the slightest, and he is still the same thin appearance. The sun-tanned skin, exposed from the hole-ridden old leather robe, showed a bit of unruliness and ruggedness. The deep eyes sunken under the arch of the eyebrows also faintly radiated an incomprehensible cunning and weirdness.

Moss didn't like it. Especially an opponent who has lost to himself in a row. At that moment, with his eyebrows raised high, he suddenly shouted, mobilized the strength of his whole body, and raised the wooden sword in his hand high. Like a frightened bull, with an unstoppable overwhelming momentum, he slashed down on the opponent in front of him.

This is Moss's triumph. It is also the most frequently used action by instructors in training camps. Demon warriors worship power, and under absolute power, even the hardest rocks can be easily crushed into scattered powder.

What made him strange was that Song Xiaoye did not hold his head in his hands to resist his attack in a defensive position like he had done a few days ago. Instead, he leaned forward slightly, facing him head-on in the direction he was lunging in.

"Hell, is this guy stupid? Didn't he know that if he didn't have enough strength, he would only be seriously injured if he collided head-on? ”

Moss was reluctant to harm his companions. Just when he retracted slightly, trying to reduce the cushioning force as much as possible. was surprised to find that Song Xiaoye had already swept in front of him. However, he didn't attack himself head-on as expected. Instead, he suddenly slumped towards the ground. At the moment when he subconsciously looked down, he only felt that there was a sudden fetter under his feet. Immediately afterward, the unbalanced body, propelled by the huge inertia, flew forward and fell to the ground with a bang. When he came to his senses, the wooden sword in the other party's hand was already dead against his neck.

"Stop!"

The instructor standing next to him stopped and walked over quickly. The surprise and incomprehension on his face were in no way inferior to that of Moss lying on the ground. He could see the movements of both of them very clearly. If it is only based on the strength zone comparison, Song Xiaoye is obviously not Moss's opponent. However, the moment Carmon was close to his opponent, he suddenly bent down and stretched out his leg to sweep and trip Moss. Then swing your sword as fast as you can and stab the opponent directly.

This......

The instructor simply didn't know what to say. He is also a veteran warrior. However, among the humans or demons he saw, all of them won with strength. It will be like it is now, and it feels like ...... Opportunistic.

Having said that, the results of the battle were very clear. If this was a real fight, then the sword in Song Xiaoye's hand had already pierced Moss's throat.

Looking at the complicated expression on the instructor's face, only a faint smile appeared on the corner of Song Xiaoye's mouth. He had expected such an outcome. This move is a special combat skill called "martial arts" in alien civilizations. Although what I learned was only a few simple movements, it was enough to use it in actual combat.

I seem familiar with it, but I just can't remember where I used it.

He didn't want to show what strength he had, and he didn't want to keep losing in his daily matches. The only way is to use martial arts skills to win.

"What's going on. Why don't you train? ”

With a majestic shout, a middle-aged man in leather armor, burly and burly, with the logo of a training camp executive on his chest, walked into the field. Seeing this, all the teenagers in the field bowed one after another. The instructor standing on the side hurriedly greeted him, and said in a loud voice: "Lord Heken, you came just in time. As for how to judge the fight that has just been completed, his subordinates really feel embarrassed. ”

"Oh? Is there such a thing? The bearded Heken raised his eyebrows: "Tell me the details." ”

The instructor's description is very accurate. Although there are some words in it that focus on Moss's strength, it is also fair in terms of the overall course of the battle. It's just that after listening to this qiē, there was something else in the eyes of Executive Officer Heken, who had been staring back and forth at Song Xiaoye.

"You two fight again. This time, I'll be the referee. ”

Heken's words produced a completely different reaction in the hearts of a group of teenagers watching the battle. They had also witnessed the duel just now. Everyone was amazed by Moss's defeat. At the same time, those teenagers who have been malnourished for a long time and are not as strong as their opponents also have a strong interest in this strange fighting technique. Some of them were already subconsciously comparing Song Xiaoye's movements, and there was a thoughtful and focused look on their faces. Why don't you train? ”

With a majestic shout, a middle-aged man in leather armor, burly and burly, with the logo of a training camp executive on his chest, walked into the field. Seeing this, all the teenagers in the field bowed one after another. The instructor standing on the side hurriedly greeted him, and said in a loud voice: "Lord Heken, you came just in time. As for how to judge the fight that has just been completed, his subordinates really feel embarrassed. ”

"Oh? Is there such a thing? The bearded Heken raised his eyebrows: "Tell me the details." ”

The instructor's description is very accurate. Although there are some words in it that focus on Moss's strength, it is also fair in terms of the overall course of the battle. It's just that after listening to this qiē, there was something else in the eyes of Executive Officer Heken, who had been staring back and forth at Song Xiaoye.

"You two fight again. This time, I'll be the referee. ”

Heken's words produced a completely different reaction in the hearts of a group of teenagers watching the battle. They had also witnessed the duel just now. Everyone was amazed by Moss's defeat. At the same time, those teenagers who have been malnourished for a long time and are not as strong as their opponents also have a strong interest in this strange fighting technique. Some of them were already subconsciously comparing Song Xiaoye's movements, and there was a thoughtful and focused look on their faces.