I don't know where the spore virus leaked out of it destroyed the world, annihilated civilization, and then hundreds of millions of years passed.

The primeval forest is like a giant beast in the wilderness, stretching across the surface, full of abundant vitality, without the threat of humans, creatures are reproducing wildly.

I don't know when a terrifying and ferocious species was born, they every four years, like migratory salmon, from the extreme north of the tundra to the end of the earth, they are like a hurricane, sweeping everything along the way, animals, wild fruits, even insects, everything that can be eaten, will not let go, what is more terrifying, they will destroy everything like crazy, full of desire to kill.

The place where these creatures stepped on was devastated and decayed, so people called this terrifying creature a wild beast.

The world is still that world, but for Xia Ye, it has changed beyond recognition, and the cities and towns that were once familiar are all gone, and they are flooded by forests, mountains, and river basins.

The country is gone, the law is broken, and civilization is broken!

Today's human beings take their ancestors as totems, and live tenaciously in the form of clans and tribes, with small and great lives.

One by one, the fires are gradually being lit on the earth.

After the outbreak of the desolate beast tide, it will be temporarily dormant, and this four-year interval is a rare period of development for the major tribes, and they will throw young people between the ages of fifteen and eighteen into the desolate region to pioneer in the name of blood survival trials.

The wasteland is a place that human beings have never set foot in, wild, primitive, bloody, full of all kinds of dangerous species, rashly going deeper, it is bound to be nine deaths, but if the tribe wants to grow and reproduce the population, it must be pioneered, after all, more land represents more survival resources.

In the tribe, a man who has grown up can have the title of warrior, and after having experienced more than three battles, shed blood for the tribe, been wounded, and defended the glory of the tribe, he can be called a warrior, and above the warrior, he is a hero.

In this post-civilization era, where the means of production are extremely scarce and the average life expectancy is only 40 years old, population is a very precious resource for tribes.

Not to mention warriors, even adult warriors can't be consumed casually, so there is a blood survival trial, allowing young people of the right age to enter the wasteland as pawns of pioneers.

The law of the jungle is a principle rooted in the hearts of every tribe, even the children of the powerful cannot be flowers in a greenhouse.

Comfort is death, pleasure is suicide!

This is one of the most important life processes in the growth of every young person, after the tempering of the blood survival trial, the taste of pain and blood, the sharpening of the will and body, when they come out of the wasteland alive, will become the cornerstone of the future of the tribe.

In fact, the tribe is also forced to do this by the cruel living environment, there is too little food, so the weak will be eliminated, and the food saved can be used to raise younger brothers and sisters, until a warrior who is enough to make the family proud and useful to the tribe is born.

Of course, great risks also mean great gains, and if the pawns can light the fire of the altar in the wasteland, build the five basic buildings, and let the clan's battle flag flutter in the wind and gain a successful foothold, then they will have strong support from their own tribe, and with full ownership of this new tribe, they can get the title of Grand Chief.

You must know that the title of Great Chief represents responsibility, glory, and power, and is a sacred and honorable title.

If the horse pawn succeeds, the patriarch of his clan will hold a grand coronation ceremony and personally bring him the crown of the great chief, and when the time comes, the whole tribe will participate and congratulate him, and he will not be absent.

Walking on the road, if someone spits irreverently on the Great Chief, you can immediately cut off his head without any punishment.

At the gate of the city, the high tide of send-off has passed, and the scattered young people are not afraid, with a smile of excitement and anticipation on their faces, they embark on the journey.

Xia Ye saw some neighborhood acquaintances and beckoned, but they didn't respond, but looked at him blankly.

"It's over, I'll just say that this makeup pattern is too gay, it's not cool at all!"

Xia Ye was depressed: "I'm a straight man with an 18CM super big bird, I don't want to be treated as a!"

"Puff puff!"

Woong Guo laughed, she knew that her big brother was joking.

In fact, the neighbors of the slum were not in a daze because of Xia Ye's face lines, but because of his dress, which was really surprising.

The black leather armor sewn by the body, tightly wrapped around the body, outlines the muscle lines to the slightest, the feet are deerskin boots, the laces are tied into a bow, the two are exactly the same height, the waist is a three-finger-wide cowhide belt, on the left side is a small leather bag, bulging, I don't know what is stuffed, and a scimitar shaped like a dog's leg.

On the right is a short-handled battle axe with an oddly shaped blade, the size of a palm, with a wide blade at the front and an eagle's beak at the rear.

"What can such a small axe do?"

Xia honestly didn't understand, and it was a complete waste of physical strength.

Sharp-eyed neighbors saw that Xia Ye's right boot was still exposed with a knife handle wrapped in linen, and there was no need to ask, it must be a dagger inserted.

In addition, a long sword was also wrapped in linen, and it was carried diagonally on the body, and at the back waist, there was a short sword one foot long, and a beast skin cylinder that was slightly thicker than the arm and about a foot long hung horizontally on the back waist, and I don't know what was put in it?

Xia Ye wrapped the reins in his right hand and led a war horse, which carried a half-human-high animal skin backpack on its back, but unlike the common ones, it was about seventy or eighty centimeters high, and there were several small bags sewn on the outside.

The natives don't understand, this is called a mountaineering bag, the eight are secondary bags, divided into categories, containing different things, when you need a certain one, you can quickly find it, without rummaging through the whole backpack.

In the eyes of the tribesmen, this is a backpack for things, where will understand its convenience, so most of the eyes fall on the crossbow hanging next to the saddle.

A big 'A' character, shining in the sun.

"This can't be the work of Master Hagar, right?"

"Definitely not, Master Hagar only builds weapons for heroes, not to mention that Xia Ye can't afford it, even if he has money, he can't buy it. ”

"It was sent by the ink made by the big ink!"

Someone who knew the reason explained, and immediately exclaimed, what kind of shit luck is Xia Ye, he was valued by a mechanic.

"It must have been a noodle head!"

Xia Liu, who had one hand broken by Xia Ye because of bullying Xia Lingyue, had a light of fear and hatred in his eyes, he didn't dare to retaliate, so he could only ask for a few words of pleasure on his lips.

Next to the crossbow hung a quiver, full of bronze clusters of wolf's fangs, which would have been even more astonishing to the poor if they had seen it.

Because the lethality has become stronger, but it is too expensive, in this era when bronze is a hard currency, Xia Ye is a great loser if he does this.

"Hey, if I let you know that the big brother is holding bronze weapons, wouldn't you be envious of death?"

She had a good hearing, so she heard all the chatter, and she felt the urge to wield her weapon.

The previous crude stone hammer has been thrown away, and now it is a bronze two-handed sword forged by a master craftsman, which is as huge and domineering as the door panel, which makes little Lori love it.

Dog-legged scimitar, tactical axe, survival straight knife, Xiao Loli also has a set, all of which are bronze weapons, and when they are taken out, they are enough to dazzle everyone's eyes.

In order to keep a low profile, Xia Ye wrapped most of the weapons with linen, but the crossbow is not good, this thing can be used at any time, and it is too troublesome to use after wrapping the linen cloth, not to mention, it will also affect the accuracy.

"It's armed to the teeth!"

The neighbors often see Xia Ye, but today, this handsome and iron-blooded young man is really the sick man who greets him on weekdays?

Xia Ye changed into leather armor and wore animal skin full-fingered gloves, and the makeup lines on his face were like a midnight crescent moon and like blood-dripping animal teeth, revealing a mysterious and cold atmosphere.

Her black hair is tied in a ponytail and hangs down the back of her head, with the ends occasionally fluttering in the wind.

"Hi Nima, this kid really knows how to wear it!"

The young people looked at Xia Ye, and then looked at themselves, they were simply bursting, and there was a sense of irritability that they didn't want to go out.

Natsuno hooked the silk triangular scarf around his neck with his fingers and covered his mouth and nose.

"Damn, that's cool!"

Some young people muttered, they couldn't wait to make one immediately, they never thought that just a piece of silk could make a person's temperament soar instantly.

"Humph!"

Woad snorted proudly, following Xia Ye's example, she also pulled up the scarf and covered her mouth and nose, she was also wearing leather armor and carrying the same weapon, but it was a pity that it was covered by the complete bear skin, otherwise people would be surprised to see that a little Lori had such good equipment.

"Hurry up!"

Xia Ye urged, I don't want to be watched, that scarf is not a boring decoration, but used to block the wind and cover the soil, wipe the sweat, and in an emergency, it can also be used as a bandage to stop bleeding.

After leaving Xia City, Xia Ye immediately sped up his march and went to the Peach Blossom Land first, and the materials he wanted to bring to the wasteland had already been prepared in advance.

"Leave half of the strawberry compote and take the rest!"

Xia Ye tasted the dried preserves, which were very sweet.

"Ahh

The fruit pursed its lips and squinted its eyes, savoring the lusciousness of the flesh and the sweetness of the frosting, the taste of which simply intoxicated the soul.

"Delicious!"

Little Lori licked the corners of her mouth, like a puppy waiting to be fed, and looked at Xia Ye pitifully: "Bring a few sugarcane too?"

"Good!"

Natsuno entered the cave, removed an oak barrel from the wooden shelf, pried open the lid, and a faint aroma of wine immediately diffused.

"Grape wine?"

Woad stood on tiptoe and stretched out his head to glance: "Ah, this can't be brewed by the big brother himself, right?"

"Would you like to have a drink?"

Xia Ye smiled, and brought grapes to brew, not for appetite, but as a strategic material, after all, in this era, grapes in the Western Regions are worth a thousand gold.

"Those tribesmen shouldn't be able to drink the difference, right?"

Natsuno filled the water bags.

"Big brother is so powerful!"

After taking a sip of the woad fruit, looking at Xia Ye's eyes, his eyes were full of admiration.