The Great Wilderness is not the name of a certain territory, but the collective name of the entire world.

Here are forests all over the place, wild beasts are swarming, dragons and snakes rise to land, tigers and elephants are fighting...

The land is large, the resources are also numerous, all kinds of exotic flowers and plants, cherished minerals abound, and there are also various secret treasures left over from the prosperous era of cultivation thousands of years ago...

It's a pity that most of these treasures have fallen into the hands of the desolate beasts, because the human race of the Great Desolation has always been in a weak position.

"Straighten your waist, use all your strength, you have to be the opposite of you, there is a wild beast rushing towards you, he may be a wolf, it may be a saber-toothed tiger, it may be a plate-armored rhinolosaurus!"

Under the sun, in the jungle, in a small square, there are more than a dozen teenagers practicing martial arts shirtless.

Yan stood on the top of the mountain, peeling the rhizome of a certain plant with one hand, while silently looking at the teenagers below, and some memories that came to his mind made him have a very good impression of the teenagers below...

"Don't look at them..."The spirit witch on the side picked up his cane and knocked on Yan's shoulder, and said, "You are the successor of Wu, you need to learn a lot more than them..."

Yan nodded, in fact, he was very envious of these incomparably strong friends who could exercise their bodies, but he was born with a congenital lack of soul strength and was different from ordinary people, and he was destined to become the successor of Wu...

Wu looked at the young man below, and then at Yan next to him, how he didn't understand the young man's mind.

Wu said: "A tribe cannot do without warriors, without warriors, a tribe's food cannot be guaranteed, and likewise can not be without Wu, Wu can guide a tribe in the direction of progress." We have different directions, but they are equally powerful, just as important..."

Yan nodded, and asked again, "Isn't it possible to become a witch and a warrior at the same time?"

Wu shook his head: "Maybe there is, but I don't know..."

Yan was a little disappointed: "Wu, you are so powerful, and there are still things you don't know?"

Wu smiled and said, "I'm still far away..."

The body endures forever, and the spirit is immortal

A pair of spiritual eyes shine through the ages

Countless people want you to pray

You influence countless people

Every move shocked the heavens and the earth

The vast witch words sounded from the witch's mouth, a strange rhythm, with Yan's perspective rising higher and higher, and then, suddenly, falling from the sky...

Yan opened his eyes and saw that Wu had turned his head and was about to go down the mountain.

His back seems to be a little rickety...

"Wu, wait for me!" Yan hurriedly chased after him.

Two figures, one large and one small, walked together, naturally coordinated.

"Have you memorized all the words you were taught yesterday?"

"Write it down, flowers, birds, insects, fish, trees, trees, mountains, rivers..."

"What about the herbs?"

"I made a note of the moon flowers, blood ginseng, hydrangeas..."

Wu's life is simple, but complicated.

He needs to give medicine to the wounded warriors of the tribe, and then fuse and condense the processed medicine with magic power, and finally make a variety of medicinal liquids for the children to practice, and finally record the daily events, precautions, and if there is a big event, it will be compiled into a song and put into a witch poem that has been passed down for thousands of years.

The most important person in a tribe is the witch, who is in charge of the entire tribe's writing, calendar, history, sacrifices, celestial phenomena, medicine and other knowledge related to the survival of the tribe.

It's not that he can't practice martial arts, he doesn't have time to practice...

Yan put down the parchment roll in his hand, rubbed his eyes, and saw the women of the tribe hurrying to the door of the stockade.

The hunters have returned?

Yan looked into the distance curiously, and sure enough, a team of people carrying all kinds of prey had returned, among these prey were giant bulls four or five meters high, and wild boars six or seven meters high.

But Yan isn't, he's a novelist...

"Yan, Yan..."In the hunting team, a young man ran into the gate in a hurry, and after looking around, he saw Yan sitting on the mountain rock basking in the sun.

"Loach?" Yan was a little excited when he saw Loach, not because Loach's identity was the youngest son of the tribal chief, and his little friend was so simple, but also because of what he told Loach.

"I found it..."The loach mysteriously took out two black things from behind and said, "Here you go!"

Yan excitedly took the ball, looked at it closely, looked up and asked, "Where did you get it from, do you remember the location?"

"Of course I remember!" the loach said, "Of course I remember the things you told me very clearly, but what is the use of this thing!"

"What's the use?" Yan looked at the black stone in his hand and said, "This thing may allow us to dominate the entire Great Wilderness..."

Coal can be burned continuously and for a long time, and the first thing can avoid the problem of the tribe in winter.

Secondly, coal can be used to make coke, and coke can be used to make steel, and everyone knows how useful steel weapons will be when they replace the wooden spears in their hands.

Then, coal was the fuel source for the steam engine, and with the steam engine, there was the industrial revolution, although there were few people in the tribe and could not support an industrial revolution, but as long as there were advanced productive forces to replace the low-level production method of hunting today, it was very easy to raise the population...

Yan came to this world, and he didn't want to be a witch and just end his life.

He wants to change the tribe, he wants to leave his name in the history books, and even in the classroom of later generations, the students call the first ancestor of humanity by their own name, and their surname is properly put into the novel, which is the heir of the hidden family...

It's not in vain...

He didn't have to invent fire, building houses, weaving, fishing, bows and arrows, but he still had a chance for coal, farming, iron, and gunpowder!

Yan was about to explain the meaning of the black stone in his hand to the loach, when suddenly the sky was dark...

What the hell? It's going to rain?

Yan looked up blankly, and saw a creature covered with scales flying overhead, this creature was so big that it could be called a cover of the sky...

", what is this?" Yan looked at the creature in shock, and then heard the creature groan softly, and a kind of coercion was overwhelmingly pressed down...

Yan simply lay on the ground, even so, he still felt that his entire back was like carrying a thousand pounds of weight, and his whole heart was difficult to beat.

Loach's physical fitness is much better than his, but in the face of this kind of coercion, he is also powerless to resist...

"What the hell is this world!" Yan's eyes were red, in fact, even if there were all kinds of high-level warriors in the tribe, with infinite strength, and there were witches who could control nature and predict the future, he had never taken his strength to heart.

In his concept, no matter how high his martial arts are, he is afraid of kitchen knives, and no matter how good his kung fu is, he will be knocked down with one shot.

As far as the strongest warrior in the tribe, Yan doesn't feel that he can withstand a 14.2mm bullet of a PTRD-41, and the strong man who Wu told him about traveling the world and picking stars and winning the moon is not a myth?

But this giant thing in the sky...

Yan raised his head with difficulty, he silently estimated the time in his heart, this thing has been flying for nearly a minute, and it hasn't finished flying yet...

How long is that? Can a few nuclear bombs kill such a creature?

Yan was guessing, and heard a thunderous roar in the sky: "Evil animal, where to escape..."

Then, a bright light cleared the sky...

Rumble...

The rain of blood in the sky fell with a whirl...

Yan looked at the huge creature that was cut in two, and the coal in his hand fell silently to the ground...

It turns out that this is a high-martial world...

Then I still plant a field of wool, Lao Tzu wants to cultivate immortals!