"yes!" Two vague words came out of Yinchen's throat, he was not infected by Dahan's words, but he was shocked by Dahan's attitude towards him. Yinchen couldn't imagine how simple, tolerant, and even "stupid" the people in this village had to believe Yinchen's own words that sounded full of loopholes, and did their best to comfort him, the so-called best hunter, when they were obviously very sad. Aren't they disappointed in their amnesia? Aren't they disgusted with themselves? Don't they even be suspicious because they seem to be unharmed, but they insist on having amnesia?

Silver Dust clearly remembers that he was teleported by the owner of the mysterious voice, and his goal was to find any of the three Weeping Bloodstones! He was an outsider, he was an intruder, and the people of this village seemed defenseless against him.

He now suddenly felt a little disgusting about the task.

"In this way, you can take me to reacquaint myself with the people here, if I survive, it proves that the sky thinks I still have a little use, perhaps, I have forgotten my previous skills, but it is not too difficult to become an excellent hunter again!" said Yinchen, while secretly swearing in his heart that he would never take the bloodstone here in vain. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

For the next day, Silver Dust had a general idea of the village. The village was called Ryugu because it was built on the plain in front of a small valley inhabited by many wild beasts and an old earth-walking dragon. The village is in the hands of the village chief "gong" on the surface, but in fact, the most powerful person in the entire village is the shrine maiden.

This is a real village of the late Neolithic period, the village chief and the shrine maiden are all women, and even the man who accompanies Silver Dust is also under the control of his wife, a typical village of matriarchal clan society. There are almost no metal products here, and all the living facilities are either carefully polished stones, or rough wood and thatch, and the piercing mink clothes worn by Silver Dust are sewn with thick stone needles, so the stitches are thick. Although Yinchen had "lost his memory", everyone he met was very friendly to him, and even a little grateful, because he "desperately escorted a boatload of food over", and his trophies could make the village eat for three days.

In one day, Yinchen met the village chief "Gong" twice, this woman about thirty-five years old, with two small sides hanging from her waist, which seemed to be made of some "mysterious material from afar", was particularly concerned about Yinchen, a hero who had lost his memory. This dark-skinned woman, with a gentle personality and generous personality, can become the virtuous wife that men dream of even if she is placed in the Fengyuan Continent, and her younger brother is the first person Yinchen sees when he opens his eyes, Ju.

After Yinchen visited most of the people, she quietly left the village while the sun was setting and people were preparing to cook and barbecue, and when she arrived near the valley, it was not that she did not want to leave the village and go directly to the plain, but he couldn't, because at the end of the plain, there always seemed to be some kind of fog of unknown composition, which closed the entrance to the village.

The yellow-green fog reminded Silver Dust of a large dose of chlorine, and he didn't know if it was a defensive facility so he didn't fly to Bang, not to mention, he was looking for Bloodstone and what he had to do with this village.

He came to the valley alone, and did not rush in, he was not ready to take on the Earth Walking Dragon alone, although he knew that the Earth Walking Dragon was definitely a poor species with weak thunder resistance, but he didn't want to do this kind of thing too suddenly.

He fished to the entrance of the village, saw a stream flowing quietly, turned a corner at the entrance of the village, and went to the side, beside the bend, set up an amazing waterwheel, all wooden structure, the workmanship is quite excellent, Yinchen looked at the waterwheel, only to feel a sense of disobedience like crossing.

The waterwheel was set up quietly, and the person who gave the water had already returned to the village with a jar made of clay, and the waterwheel was not needed for the time being. Yinchen stared at the waterwheel for a long time before he reacted and hurriedly ran to the creek to see.

He hadn't even gotten near the creek when he saw a fish rush out of the creek with a dagger-like nose stabbing straight at his heart.

Ichthyosaurs, wild animals living on some remote colonized planets, somewhere between fish and dinosaur-type reptiles, are clad in "chain mail" , there is a sharp protrusion with barbs in front of the nose, there is no tooth in the mouth, but there is a tubular tongue with seven circles of sharp teeth, with the same habit as a piranha to eat almost any meat, any person who falls into the water or aquatic creatures will become the target of attack of this creature, they pierce the prey with dagger-like spikes, and then stretch out their tongues, and use the drill lines on the inner wall of the tongue to arrange the teeth and rotate to tear the flesh and blood of the prey, swallow and spit it out, and even in the middle of the esophagus there is an organ similar to a sac, and the elders have six rows of molars, which can chew like the mouth of ordinary animals。 This aquatic monster was the most luxurious delicacy for people before the Industrial Revolution, because the probability of catching it was so low. Their scales resemble real chain mail, their swords are incomprehensible, they swim and leap as fast as real arrows, but they have a greater impact than spears. Before the invention of machine guns and electric shock fishcatchers, the fish ate more than ten times more humans than were eaten by humans. Silver Dust is 100% sure that the people in Longgu Village must rarely be late for this kind of big fish with extremely delicious meat and a little elasticity.

Silver Dust identified their species the moment the big fish struck the center of the mouth, and the Immovable Overlord still faithfully guarded him, allowing him to be knocked away by a tremendous force unscathed, as if his skin were depleted uranium armor. Silver Dust had seen such a fish, and he knew every part of the fish except for the glittering silver scales, for it was the third time he had seen it—the first two times at the dinner table.

The big fish swooped down on the arid land, its blade-sharp fin-like forelimbs slashed hard, and its fallen body actually stood upright, like a four-legged animal without hind legs, leaning on the two fins in front of it and its thick tail to stand upright, and then bounced and turned around, trying to return to the clear stream. By this time, however, Silver Dust had regained his strength from the loser-like posture.

The wind gathered in the palm of his hand, although his ability to control the wind was only one weight into the body, but this was not something that a fish in the water could compete with, and the wind gathered around the big fish with the thoughts of silver dust, forming a whirlpool, and the whirlpool formed an upward suction, holding the big fish up and spinning helplessly in the air.

The gills open and close helplessly, and the fish that leaves the water cannot absorb a little oxygen, so they can only spin helplessly while waiting for death to come. Silver Dust let the fish "fly" in the air for a long time, and when he got bored at first, he sucked it into his palm and grabbed it with the power of the arcane, by which time the fish had suffocated to death.

Silver Dust had learned about this fish in order to eat it, and knew that they didn't eat any bait at all, so they wouldn't have made their own fishing rods to catch these top delicacies. He held the big fish that had long been dead in one hand, and with the other hand, he gathered flames and shot towards a big tree at the entrance of the village, a red fire flashed, and only three thick branches fell from the big tree. Silver Dust summoned a storm of snow and blew the branches up, and the sharp flakes of snow slashed off the excess branches like blades, turning them into three long, bare and sharp thorns that looked like knights' spears. Silver Dust relied on the ability of his palm to gather wind and snow, attracting two of the three wooden spears into the palm of his hand, and the other hand holding the big fish burst out with sharp and sharp ice light, and forcibly pried open a few scales on the big fish's body, revealing snow-white flesh, Silver Dust stabbed the spear into the snow-white flesh, and it looked like a huge skewer when it came out of the other end.

Silver Dust inserted one end of the handles of the two wooden spears into the soft ground to make sure they stood upright. Then he slowly approached the crystal clear, beautiful green but murderous stream. Silver Dust knew that there were endless dangers hidden in the streams and valleys, otherwise, the small village would not have basically given up fishing and hunting hundreds of years ago and turned to farming for a living.

In the clear stream, the reflection of silver-white iron armor loomed, and Silver Dust knew that those "high-IQ" fish were waiting for him to jump into the water and become their dinner today. This swordfish-like monster-level aquatic creature seems to be able to distinguish bait from real prey, and there is no record of being caught ashore, and if you want to disperse them to ensure the safety of the swim, you must use machine gun strafing, and if you want to bring them to the table, then high-voltage electric shock is almost the only means.

The wind mixed with a little bit of ice, swirling in the palm of the silver dust, he stood by the stream, looking at the silver figures in the stream wagging their tails and quietly staring at him, he couldn't help but show a cruel and cold smile, the "temptation fish" just now had used his death to prove that it was not a good idea to take the initiative to attack him, the emaciated prey, so the predators in the water would naturally not risk their lives again.

They waited, waiting for the prey to step into their natural hunting grounds, and in the water, there was no creature to match them, neither the Titanmi dragon nor the werewolf. They are ichthyosaur-like creatures themselves, and their close relatives, deep-sea ichthyosaurs, are terrifying killers that even humpback whales can use as snacks.

Yinchen stretched out his right hand, and the wind and snow slowly transformed into wind and rain in his hands, and then spread into a large cloud of water mist, which permeated the stream, and a large amount of Gangfeng was poured into the cloud-like water mist.

If it is a land animal, it may have sensed the danger brewing in nature at this time, and tried to get away from the dangerous boy Issei, while the fish in the water did not feel the change in humidity in the air and still waited patiently.

The blue dots of light eventually swelled and cracked, and hair-like flashes of dazzling blue flashed roaring towards the calm water. It was thunder and lightning, a combination of wind and water, the force that these creatures feared the most.

The stream is not pure water, but it has a very strong ability to conduct electricity, and when the lightning bombards the water, almost all the silver-white ichthyosaurs jump suddenly.

They literally jumped and leaped high into the sky from the water. Silvery-white figures passed through the blue electric clouds, contaminated with more powerful electricity, completely cutting off their vitality.

The voltage released by the silver dust was enough to kill the mammoth.

Gangfeng mixed with ice chips, spinning and roaring, blood splashed, silver-white scales peeled off, revealing snow-white flesh, and then was pierced by the tip of the wooden spear, as if wearing a sugar gourd, each spear was interspersed with five fresh dead fish, Yinchen held a spear in one hand, as if holding two swaggering flags, and walked quickly towards Longgu Village.

Behind him, the sun had slowly set, and the dangerous and bloody roars of the beasts slowly diffused.

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"This can be regarded as a fight to become famous!" Under the light of the fire, Yinchen ate the grilled fish pieces that were charred on the outside and tender on the inside, thinking silently, the long-lost happiness, I don't know why it was always tightly entangled in my heart.

The village chief's craftsmanship is indeed the best in the village, and perhaps this craftsmanship can make her the village chief. Silver Dust has lost his memory, but he is still the most powerful hunter in the village, because of the threat of the "Iron Armored Ichthyosaurus", in fact, it is not much different from the old Earth Walking Dragon that lives in the valley, how many hunters are proud of being able to escape their lives from their mouths, but Silver Dust can capture ten in less than a single room. Such an ability is naturally worthy of the title of the strongest hunter, and as for whether he will become the strongest fisherman, it is not known for the time being.

Hungry Silver Dust munched on the tender fish, the bones of the ironclad ichthyosaur were very thick, with few spines and thick, and it was very easy to dispose of directly, and the wonderful white meat could be chewed directly like beef without any scruples, without worrying about piercing the mouth than the fish bones.

He ate about three medium-sized bowls of pure meat, and drank a bowl of a very light wine brewed by the local method, and finally solved the problem of hunger and thirst. It is said that he is full of warmth and thoughts**, Yinchen only feels that he should be full of warmth and sleepiness at this time, and he only feels that his eyelids are becoming more and more heavy.

Facing a campfire more than a man high, he slowly leaned against the large rock behind him, and on his left hand side sat cross-legged giant, talking to a skinny, undesirable-looking little girl. Most of the adults in the village were dancing around the campfire, their dancing was rough and primitive, and it seemed barbaric and unaesthetic to the highly educated Silver Dust, but it resembled the primitive rituals often used by mages in the early stages of creation, except that Silver Dust was not sure what they could summon by dancing like this, maybe three huskies?