"You think I'm dead?"

The humanoid creature nodded, looking at the man's intestines, which were still not returned to his stomach.

A man with a pale face.

Naturally, it was Chen Mo.

The humanoid creature was the 'corpse' that he picked up a week ago, and although he didn't know who this person was, Chen Mo's figure of killing dozens of Lut by himself left a deep impression on the humanoid creature.

The horror of the Straker ecosystem is well felt by humanoid creatures.

Such a character will never be unknown in Ross.

So the humanoid creature was buried by Chen Mo... Heroes deserve to be treated as such, no matter what.

The humanoid creature didn't care too much about who Chen Mo was.

After all, no matter how big the deceased is, it is just a skeleton.

But...

How can a person who has been buried in the ground for a week come back from the dead?!

Chen Moji sat on the ground, wiped the intestines that had leaked out again, and carefully stuffed them back into his stomach.

"Is there food? If I don't eat again, I'm going to die. Chen Mo looked at the Quinche chicken in the hand of the humanoid creature and licked his lips full of frostbite: "Can you eat this?" ”

“ne… nen, yes. ”

Humanoids struggle to vocalize.

Looking at the Quincki chicken handed over, Chen Mo swallowed his saliva.

didn't put it on the fire to roast, Chen Mo directly put his mouth down.

He snorted and bit down on Quent's head.

The blue stench of blood was unusual, and there was even an indescribable smell of paint.

Chen Mo didn't care, and nibbled on the Quentch chicken one bite after another.

It didn't take long for the whole creature to be gnawed clean, leaving not even a single bone left.

As the food entered his stomach, Chen Mo's self-healing ability recovered a little.

Although his face was still withered like a zombie, the wound on his stomach was numb and crispy, and it seemed to be slowly healing.

"Is there anything else to eat?"

Looking at Chen Mo and then at the lit bonfire, the humanoid creature nodded, put his hands up, and took off his hood.

A human face with gray hair and beard was revealed.

It may be because there are no cleaning methods all year round, and the old man's face is covered with dirt and looks dirty.

But a pair of eyes are extraordinarily bright.

Chen Mo breathed a long sigh of relief.

There's nothing more reassuring than seeing your own kind.

"I haven't thanked you for saving my life yet." Chen Mo didn't have the strength to get up and say thanks, so he could only symbolically make a gesture of thanks.

"You... You are... Yes, in... Middle... Person? ”

The old man stumbled, trying to make sure that what he said could be connected into sentences.

Chen Mo nodded heavily.

"Yes, I'm Han, and you're from your home planet?"

The old man nodded excitedly, and there seemed to be tears in his eyes.

"Mother... Mother... Earth... Earth, earthlings, we won? ”

"What wins?" Chen Mo was inexplicable.

"Battle... War, and, and war against the earth, the alliance, the alliance, the war. The old man gestured, and his eyes sparkled.

"Uh... You say home planet war? Chen Mo seemed to understand.

"Hmmm! Well! Mother... Mother War. The old man hurriedly nodded.

"Lost, but the martial god Deng Jianxing has packed up enough of the politicians of the anti-Earth Alliance. Now the home planet and the Anti-Earth Alliance are merged into one political system. The wound on Chen Mo's stomach has almost healed, and the self-healing effort has completely consumed the energy that he had just eaten in his stomach.

The old man thought for a moment and sighed.

Turned around and walked out of the cave.

Chen Mo didn't know why the old man went, but he didn't have the strength to care about it so much.

He is no better than a dying grave now.

After a while, the old man returned, dragging the carcass of half a bull dog behind him.

It seems that the carcass of the cow dog was refrigerated in the snow by the old man.

Ice and snow, it is equivalent to a natural refrigerator.

Chen Mo's mouth was full of the fishy smell of Quentch chicken.

But when he saw the corpse of the cow dog, he couldn't take care of it much, and like a hungry wolf, he dragged the corpse of the cow dog to the side of the bonfire, thawed a little and began to gnaw on it.

I didn't care that there was unthawed ice ballast in the minced meat that I swallowed.

At this moment, Chen Mo's body simply became a biological energy transformation machine, and he frantically gnawed on cattle and dogs.

That is, after more than half an hour's effort, the corpse of half a cow dog has only a skeleton left.

Nearly twenty kilograms of meat disappeared into Chen Mo's stomach.

His face was finally no longer withered, and he had a little brightness.

I also gained the strength to stand up.

Chen Mo bowed seriously to the old man.

"Thank you for saving me."

The old man waved his hand.

"No... No thanks, I, I don't know, you're still alive, alive. I, I thought you, dead, dead, I, I, I, I, to, put, bury your, corpse, you, are heroes. ”

Chen Mo didn't know what the old man saw, and regarded himself as a hero.

All he could remember was...

A companion who was cut to pieces under the chelica of Root.

At the end of the day, it seemed that the cattle and dogs caught up with Chen Fei and they...

Chen Mo didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He closed his eyes.

The old man removed a stone and took out the regimental combat uniform that had been rotten into strips of cloth inside.

"Are you, yes, military, great, soldier?"

Chen Mo nodded slowly.

"Yes, my team was wiped out in the biosphere riot, and I was the only one who escaped."

The old man nodded emphatically.

"I, I, too, too. We're gone. ”

"You too?" Chen Mo tasted the old man's words and asked in disbelief: "You suffered a biosphere riot during the war on your home planet, and then you have survived in the Straker biosphere until now?" ”

The old man nodded emphatically.

Chen Mo was in awe.

Twenty-four years have passed since the War on the Home Planet.

This old man's army was completely wiped out, and he himself lived in the ecosphere for twenty-four years!

What kind of will to survive is this??!

"You've lived in the ecosystem for twenty-four years?"

The old man frowned, wiped the droppings from his eyelids, picked a burning stick from the campfire, picked it up, and looked at the wall.

Only then did Chen Mo see that the walls of the cave were carved with countless marks without knowing what to use.

Stroke by stroke.

There's an entire wall, and it's all counting.

The old man counted the largest markers.

"Two, twenty, well, twenty, twenty, twenty, four years."

"You're so tenacious." Chen Mo nodded.

The casualty rate of the bounty hunters who cleared the land that year was as high as 90%.

is as strong as Chen Mo, and it is only one step away from death.

If the old man hadn't picked him up, it is estimated that he would have been eaten by Root, who arrived later.

No matter how rebellious the self-healing ability is, it's impossible to survive even if you're torn apart.

This old man... He has lived for twenty-four years in the ecosystem!

These can be described as miracles.

"Mother war, war, comrade-in-arms, give, like, you, give, we, fight, retreat, time." The old man remembered the past and touched Chen Mo's head: "And, like you, we, well, we, comrades-in-arms, are also, heroes, it's a pity, it's a pity that he died." ”

Chen Mo fell silent.

"You, you're very similar to him."

"I couldn't save my comrades." Chen Mo lowered his head.

"No, I, I said, long, long, very similar."