Under the command of Tong Yanfeng, several "worker bees" swarmed up and pierced the limbs of the cattle man with steel chisel nails that had been prepared for a long time, and firmly fixed them to the ground.

The fire pit on the side of the kitchen has been lit up, Su Hao took out the newly created fighting knife, selected a rather soft part from the junction between the hind buttocks and thighs of the screaming mutant, inserted the tip of the knife, and forcefully cut off a piece of meat about the size of a palm, vigorously tore off the skin on the surface, directly picked it with the tip of the knife, and grilled it on the constantly jumping flame.

Roasted meat conveys more information than raw meat. This is also a secret that Su Hao has just discovered recently. The meat should not be overcooked, three to four minutes is just right. Su Hao speculated that this may be due to the fact that the outer cells of the meat layer have been completely destroyed in a high temperature environment, causing the fear that the inner layer is still alive. There is no conclusive evidence that cells are capable of thinking, but it is clear that they can communicate information, and the fear of destruction, i.e., death, can stimulate more memory information.

A little minced salt will not cause a loss of information, but it can make the barbecue taste more fragrant in the mouth. Su Hao closed his eyes slightly, feeling the tenderness coming from the tip of his tongue, the hot oil, and the pleasure of his teeth biting the shredded meat. Of course, more importantly, the lump of flesh that enters the stomach is constantly touched by dense nerve endings, searching for memory signals from countless tiny cells that cannot be seen with the naked eye.

Dozens of "worker bees" soon gathered next to the injured cow-shaped mutant. They were all captains who had been ordered to come over. One by one, daggers stabbed down on the oxen's bodies, cutting off pieces of fresh flesh. These ferocious and cruel actions brought almost boundless pain to the cattle people. Despite being a male, it still felt unbearable, screaming frantically in spite of everything, and its nerves were stretched to the extreme like a bowstring.

It is also a living being, or a highly intelligent living being that has evolved. Death is not terrible. The terrible thing is to watch his body disappear little by little under the countless knife cuts, and the hunter stuffs it into his mouth as food and chews it slowly, and after swallowing it, he swings the knife and continues to cut the second and third pieces...... That kind of horror that cannot be described in words is what really makes mutants feel desperate.

Su Hao "saw" a huge mountain range. Judging from the vague influence of memory, some of the features resemble the mountains outside the village of Molizaka. This is a hot spot for mutants, and since their childhood, they have seen countless people of different shapes, and their numbers are too numerous to count, and the entire mountain range is the territory of mutants.

Despite being of the same race, mutants of different shapes have different abilities. There are also levels among them, and the strength of different genetic inheritors varies. Bovine humanoids can only be considered to be above average among them. According to the memories passed down from its parents and grandparents, in the depths of this vast mountain range, the strongest of all mutant races lived. They call it the "Dinosaur Man."

It is likely that this planet, like Earth, is a product of some kind of advanced civilization. Wars also break out between mutants, and the law of the jungle is also followed. The tribe of the cow-shaped mutant was defeated by a group of pigmen two years ago, and the cowmen's parents and relatives were killed and eaten by the pigmen as food, and only it and four companions escaped. They walked for a long time in the mountains and came across a small tribe of weak rat-like mutants. The Oxmen have taken out the Nezumi leader and become the new ruler themselves.

It is common for mutants to live together with each other. The cattle themselves have more than a dozen female nezumi as harems. Their aesthetics are very special, and they don't care if their oversized genitals can be accommodated by the narrow **** of the rat people. In its ignorant and savage memories, all it knows is that every time the road is cool, those poor rat people are always bleeding from their lower bodies, and their mouths are always screaming.

Beyond the mountain, there is another kind of creature, the world realm of giant humans such as the villagers of Molizaka.

During those days of wandering and fleeing, the cattle attacked two other villages. The opposing side is outnumbered, and it has an extremely strong wooden fence. With its sturdy body and great strength, it stormed the village and captured one of the villagers. Dinner that day was very satisfying, and all the bones and dung of the villagers were swallowed by the cattle people. It doesn't feel dirty, it doesn't feel disgusting. Its stuffed stomach made it so strong that it had to regurgitate at night, spitting out the human flesh and bones it had eaten back into its mouth and chewing it slowly. This is the instinct of all bovine-shaped humans, but the mixed and diluted feces mixed with the meat pieces are very uncomfortable to eat, and there is a very strong, nasal stench.

"Two villages!"

Su Hao muttered, slowly opened his eyes, and a faint smile appeared on his face.

This is the most valuable information he has found in the cells of the flesh.

Both villages are located in the eastern part of the village of Molizaka. Of course, mutants can't have the same concept of distance as earthlings, and Su Hao can only make a comprehensive judgment from the height, physique, strength and running speed of this bull-shaped human. According to the information provided by the meat cells, the first village is five days away from the village of Moli Zakka, and the second is thirty-one days.

Su Hao squatted down and directly stabbed the bull-shaped mutant in the abdomen with a fighting knife. This action caused more intense pain, and the mutant's eyes suddenly widened, and the two palms that had been firmly nailed by the steel chisel stretched out involuntarily, and the ten fingers suddenly opened in an unprecedented way, and the whole body trembled.

It felt like the human in front of it was cutting its own internal organs with a knife. Of course, it wouldn't see Su Hao cut off a piece of liver. It feels very uncomfortable to be forced out of the stomach by the internal organs. It was as if the stomach was hollowed out in an instant. Anyone who is not a fool understands that this means imminent death, but must continue to endure more intense suffering.

Every part of the body carries different memories in the cells. Some internal organs carry even more memories than the outer flesh of the body. This is also the experience that Su Hao summed up after coming to this world.

But strangely, the method of obtaining memories by eating the other person's body does not seem to have much effect on the brain. Su Hao had already eaten more than a dozen different types of mutant brains before and after, and the memory information obtained was not much different from that obtained from the meat cells. It may be because mutants have been eating meat for a long time and their living environment is dirty, and their brains smell very fishy, which is simply a torture for Su Hao's sensitive olfactory organs. Especially when you eat it in your mouth, the soft and sloppy texture is like chewing a corpse that has rotted for more than half a month in a high temperature and has a fleshy texture.

Of course, this situation is not absolute. Sometimes, mutant brains are very informative. Some are pitifully few. The former has only occurred once. What exactly is this for? Su Hao himself didn't understand.

Looking at the thumb-sized piece of liver picked at the tip of the knife, Su Hao frowned, put it on the fire and roasted it casually, stuffed it into his mouth with bated breath, and chewed slowly with a bitter face.

The internal organs of mutants are also stinky. It was definitely not a delicious taste such as beef and haggis, but a strange taste with a strong blood, even stinking. As long as you are a normal person whose brain is not broken, you will never want to make a similar attempt.

But there is no way, the mutant person's speech system has obviously not evolved to the extent that it can communicate with humans. They can send messages from one kind to another with simple roars and roars, but humans can't understand what this high-pitched cry means. There is no translator, there is no better way than to let the mutants endure the torture of Ling Chi, cut off pieces of meat and eat them.

Chewing on the slightly cooked mutant beef liver in his mouth, the expression on Su Hao's face became richer and richer. His eyebrows were twisted together, and mixed emotions began to appear in his eyes. There was surprise, disgust, astonishment and ecstasy.

The taste of the liver was indeed not very good, Su Hao felt that his stomach was churning all the time, and the strong desire to vomit was torturing his brain. However, he searched for some very special information from this lump of food that entered his stomach.

The source of the information is the giant who was eaten as a snack by the ox-shaped mutant. It has a faint memory remaining in the body of the bovine-shaped mutant. It's very short, very little, but extremely valuable.

There are warriors in the village who have come out through the passage, and they are very powerful.

Further east along the edge of the mountain range outside the village, more villages can be found. The village there is very large and has a lot of people.

Like the villagers of Molizaka, the poor guy who was eaten by the ox-shaped mutant was very poor in language and vocabulary. It can't describe how "much" it is, it can only be used as a simple hundred plus one hundred plus one hundred plus one hundred...... and so on. This should be the widest range of numbers and quantifiers used in the daily lives of the indigenous people. The same is true of the priest Vera Tora, who often uses the words "one hundred plus one hundred" to represent the mined coal. Su Hao also felt confused at first, but then slowly adapted.

It was only now that Su Hao discovered that it was not the natives here who could understand his own words, but that he and other "worker bees" could understand the local language. This is supposed to be the effect of being infiltrated into the brain by some kind of energy in the process of crossing the channel to produce a second type of thinking pattern. However, Earth language is still not available here. Even if the concept is changed and the complete "thousand" is directly used as the numerical pronoun, the natives still can't understand it like idiots, and they can only stubbornly insist on "one hundred plus one hundred plus one hundred......

Su Hao picked up a cup of purified water prepared in advance from the wooden stool next to him, took a sip, and carefully rinsed the blood and shredded meat in his mouth. He spit out the water from his mouth, wiped the blood off the fighting knife with a rag, raised his head, and scanned the other "worker bees" around him with an inquiring gaze, and asked seriously: "Tell me, what have you gained?" ”

The amount of memory information that each person gets from the cells of the lump of meat is somewhat different. Based on past experience, the "tasting" of the target piece of meat should be carried out by at least 10 or more "worker bees" in order to have a complementary effect on the information obtained from each other.

"This guy thinks human flesh tastes good, and it's preparing to gather more mutants to launch an attack on Molizaka Village."

"Twelve days to the west of the village, there is a large tribe of mutants. Concrete numbers...... Let me see, one hundred plus one hundred plus one hundred...... It seems like seven hundred, maybe more. ”

"Its favorite rat-like mutant is pregnant, and it's very irritable, I wonder what kind of monster will be born to Lu Dao? Oh! This guy is so fucking cruel. It actually wants to eat its newborn child? The premise is that if the child doesn't look like it, like a mouse. ”

are all trivial and subtle memory parts, and about half of the information Su Hao has also obtained. After making sure that he could no longer get more information from this cow-shaped humanoid, Su Hao stood up from the wooden stool and waved his hand at the two "worker bees" in charge of cooking in the kitchen, the latter nodded knowingly, picked up the steel axe and directly cut off the neck of the cow-shaped mutant, and used a crowbar to pull out the iron chisel that smashed into the ground, dragging the huge corpse outside.

Compared with when he first came to the otherworldly realm, the villagers of Moli Zaka Village liked Su Hao more and their support was increasing day by day.

This is all thanks to the mutants who are massively hunted from the mountains. For the villagers, who used to have little to eat all year round, the current life is undoubtedly very fulfilling. They are very good at slaughtering and cleaning up mutants, their limbs, legs and feet can be stored for a long time after being treated with mineral salt, and the ribs and pieces of meat on their bodies are cooked, mixed with Track and Soke are the daily staple food of Su Hao and the "worker bees". The dirtiest and most difficult to deal with internal organs such as intestines, livers, lung lobes and heads were distributed to the villagers. They are happy with this distribution and agree that the offal is much better than the meat.

At noon, all the "worker bees" stopped what they were doing and gathered to eat in the spacious stone hut that had just been built outside the pyramid.

Time on this planet is a bit unaccustomed. From twenty-four hours to more than thirty hours a day, Su Hao and all the "worker bees" felt sleepy. This lasted less than a week, and after a short period of adaptation, people's body clocks have gradually returned to normal.

Everyone has plenty of cooked meat in their bowls, and many villagers and "worker bees" spend time searching for wild vegetables around the village every day in order to replenish vitamins as much as possible. The villagers of Molizaka apparently did not know much about the word "vitamin", except that they had to chew on a leaf that grew south of the village on a regular basis. It was bitter, a little sweet after eating, and the shape of the leaves was similar to that of the Radix on Earth.

No tea, no vegetables, just Teucer corn sok tubers and mutant human meat. Such a world is simply unbearable.

Considering the needs of long-term life, the commando team brought a lot of vegetable seeds from the earth. Radishes and cabbage have been planted, but how are they growing and adapting? No one can tell. In desperation, Su Hao could only ask the villagers to try to find edible plants.

The meaning of the word "can eat" is very subtle. Although the evolved body has a preset stomach, it can seal in advance and eliminate toxins that are dangerous to the body. But Su Hao still didn't want to take the risk. Every time he collects wild vegetables, he will let the villagers of Moli Zaka taste them first. Strangely enough, however, no one has ever died from poisoning.

Su Hao dissected Yasen's corpse and found that the body structure of the villagers in Moli Zaka Village was similar to that of humans. Although there is no instrument to compare the circulatory system and subtle components in the body, in general, there should be little difference.

They haven't left the village for hundreds of years, but they haven't picked any poisonous plants.

This is obviously not normal, but the villagers and priest Villatora certainly did not lie. The only explanation is the erased memories in their minds.

After all, some memories are still preserved in the form of biological instincts, even if they are erased. They will tell for themselves whether a plant is poisonous or not, just as they know that dung stones cannot be used as food.

"We now have ample weapons and a stable base from which to move forward. Although there was no contact with the Earth side and no news of reinforcements, none of these issues affected us much. ”

Su Hao picked up a piece of cooked meat with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, and said to the "worker bees" sitting next to him while eating: "According to Vila Tora and the villagers, the rainy season will come soon. We need to speed up food storage. Starting tomorrow, double the number of people to hunt in the mountains. Mutants aren't actually unpleasant, I think they taste good. At least, it's much better than the hormonal pro-growth pork on the peacetime market and fed with swill. ”

This caused a burst of laughter in the "worker bee" colony.

Of course, Su Hao has never eaten swill pigs. That's what he saw from the computer.

Tilting his neck and drinking the last bite of soup in the bowl, Su Hao put down the dishes and chopsticks, pointed to Tong Yanfeng, who was sitting opposite him, and said, "After eating, you take a few people and kill all the mutants captured this time." The offal are handed over to the Veratora as usual, and the cuts of meat must be cooked this evening. ”

Tong Yanfeng got the same memory information from the cow-shaped mutant who was killed. He quickly understood Su Hao's intentions: "You plan to search to the east of the village?" ”

Su Hao nodded: "This time, I will personally lead the team." The number of people is not too many, ten is enough. ”

Tong Yanfeng was a little surprised, and kept shaking his head: "Your Excellency! It's just too risky. You are the "Queen Bee" and should stay here to command. I'm already familiar with the nearby terrain, so let me go! ”

"Stop fighting."

Su Hao smiled faintly: "We don't have enough food to sustain a longer distance exploration. Ten people is already the limit of the current logistical supply, and my comprehensive ability is stronger than any of you. From now on, the village of Moli Zaka will be in charge of you. Remember, at all times, it is important to ensure that the fields outside the village are not destroyed. We simply can't sustain ourselves without enough food. Head: "I'll lead the team this time." The number of people is not too many, ten is enough. ”

Tong Yanfeng was a little surprised, and kept shaking his head: "Your Excellency! It's just too risky. You are the "Queen Bee" and should stay here to command. I'm already familiar with the nearby terrain, so let me go! ”

"Stop fighting."

Su Hao smiled faintly: "We don't have enough food to sustain a longer distance exploration. Ten people is already the limit of the current logistical supply, and my comprehensive ability is stronger than any of you. From now on, the village of Moli Zaka will be in charge of you. Remember, at all times, it is important to ensure that the fields outside the village are not destroyed. We simply can't sustain ourselves without enough food. ”