This is a karst landscape, with a view of rocky peaks, and if you are not careful, you can fall into a deep cave.

The abundant rainfall in the south and the infiltration and erosion of groundwater over the years have led to this peculiar terrain. It's frustrating for anyone to be alone here, but James.

It has been a month since he said goodbye to his wife and children, crossed the whispering forest of the elves alone, and came to the south of the sun to find an opportunity to break through the shackles of the strong.

But it took him seventeen years to get out of the forest.

It was a terrible experience.

During the journey, several well-camouflaged unicorn pythons almost swallowed him in one bite.

There were fist-wide red ants crawling at him, just because he accidentally stepped on the slightly graven grass.

Another time, when I was washing away my tiredness by the stream, I found that I didn't know when I was carrying a huge bloodsampire on my calf, and its body was swollen as thick as two fingers.

Of course, James was kind enough to purify it in the fire by faith.

There are many other things that make people feel bad like this, such as a mosquito that itches for days with a bite or a spider that kills you with a bite..... Well, let all these bad memories stay in the abominable forest.

It's desolate, but it's nice to be able to bask in the sun.

Unlike in the dense and windless forest, even the pervasive sunlight cannot spread the blessings.

James, who walked out of the Forest of Whispers, lay on the rock in a large font with no image at all, squinting his eyes and sighing.

The small package he was carrying was almost empty.

The salt can only last for ten days at most, the sore medicine is only enough twice, and the spare clothes have long been torn in various accidents. Fortunately, the two straight knives on the back are still there, and the long dagger on the waist is still sharp.

The southern sun is strong even in the twilight of winter.

At this time, if there is a little breeze blowing, it will make the sunbasking people thank God for his mercy.

But James didn't appreciate it, and a carp stood up with a straight fight, and quickly pulled out a pair of straight knives.

He specially picked a downwind outlet to bask in the sun, and every time a breeze came, he could tell whether it was the fragrance of the sun or the coming of danger. For example, this gust of wind is mixed with some different smells, the smell of fierce beasts.

Since becoming a high-level warrior at the age of seventeen, James has traveled to many places and seen many strange things and species, but he has never seen a cat that is two meters tall.

In his mind, the cat is a non-threatening animal.

Whether it's a wild cat with sharp fangs, or a domestic cat with its claws cut off and held in the arms of a noble lady, just a small stone can be sent into the arms of death.

And the one in front of him is obviously not within common sense.

It's a spotted lynx, and its white fur allows it to blend with the rocks, giving it a camouflage.

If it hadn't been for the smell of a gust of wind, James wouldn't have noticed it crawling forward.

James secretly said that he was lucky, and he was ready to fight.

Perhaps discovered by the prey, the spotted lynx stood up.

It has a short tail, long, athletic limbs, two ears on top of its head, and black tufts of hair as sharp as steel needles at the end of its tail. The two fangs were pale, almost as long as James' palms.

South of the Sunshine is called "Forsaken Land" in the mouth of the elves, which means that there are too many dangers here, and it is not suitable for sub-humans and Terrans to survive.

However, the spotted lynx in front of him was not dangerous for James.

Although its thick limbs gave it lightning-fast speed, and every time it attacked, it was just a gray-white light and shadow in James's eyes, but James was able to force it back with a horizontal knife every time.

The strength of the two is not on the same level.

This spotted lynx is very bluffing, and its strength is roughly equivalent to the peak realm of human warriors, and it poses little threat to James.

Therefore, with curiosity, he has always had reservations.

After all, he had to go further south, farther away, and it was necessary to familiarize himself with the way the beasts fought here.

For example, if you encounter a more powerful spotted lynx in the future, today's experience may give you hope of escaping.

Of course, releasing water in a life-and-death struggle will not make a good fruit to eat.

In just a quarter of an hour, James had already had several scratches on his body, and blood seeped through the wounds and stained his torn clothes.

Damn it!

This is my last outfit!

James was a little angry, growing up in a prominent family with thousands of inheritances, and he was very concerned about his appearance, he put away his playfulness and concentrated on delivering a fatal blow to the beast that angered him.

Both sides are serious, and the battle becomes bloody.

However, the wounds that appeared one after another were all on the body of the spotted lynx.

Although it is really fast, it is difficult to beat James, who is very experienced.

No matter how fast you are, I just want to cut off your head.

James's tactics of going straight to the point made the grouper lynx, who was good at sneak attacks but not good at frontal combat, very passive.

Its claws have countless opportunities to add wounds to the two-legged creature in front of it, but at the cost of being slashed in the head by the glowing steel.

It believes that its head is not as hard as steel.

So when it got another cut on its ribs, it decided to back down.

You won't die of hunger, but if you continue to be entangled like this, you will die.

It's confident in its speed, and the two-legged guy in front of it can't catch up with it. It is precisely because of this faith that the saddest death in history was born.

When it turned around and ran away, James, who knew that he couldn't catch up, directly threw out the two straight knives in his hand.

It is faster than a fleeing spotted lynx.

A handful of grazing its forelimbs plunged into the corroded rock, with great force up to the hilt of the knife.

The other one is the grouper lynx going crazy.

Because the blade of nearly one meter is directly penetrated into the body from its lower body.

This inhumane encounter made it howl wildly, and its limbs, which were originally moving forward at high speed, scratched the rocks under its feet, and its sharp claws cut off a lot of stone chips, and its large mouth full of fangs was also gnawing on the stones aimlessly, trying to divert the pain in the back court.

It struggled for nearly a minute before it was liberated.

James looked at the big cat that had died in agony and felt a cold swish from the waist down his back.

Vulcan is on top, he really didn't mean to.

When throwing a straight knife, the hind legs of the big cat aimed at it were slippery and thrown a little higher......

"Boom... Whoop..."

Before James could mourn for the big cat, the sound of a mountain behind him sounded. A group of black-skinned monkeys, who were only 1.5 meters tall, ran over and surrounded him.

The black-skinned monkeys were covered with animal skins or leaves, their bare skin tanned by the southern sun, and a lot of dirt that had been sticking to them many days ago, emitting a foul smell. Some of them had sharpened sticks in their hands, and some had a piece of stone tied to them.

If it weren't for the fact that they had a human face instead of a doghead, James would have even thought it was a group of kobolds.

It is indeed a human face, although it resembles a monkey, and it still has hair.

Well, these little monkeys, are cavemen.

The intellect is not yet fully civilized, and there are cavemen with primitive worship.

They surrounded James in a circle, separated by a distance of ten meters. The latter breathed a sigh of relief, and calmly pinned the dagger back to his waist, ignoring the fact that he was being pointed at a pile of weapons, if the wood could be used as a weapon. Shi Shiran walked towards the dead spotted lynx, reached out and pulled out two straight knives, and wiped the blood on one of the corpses.

"Boom... Whoop..."

A slightly stronger black-skinned monkey seemed to be the leader, with a few bird feathers stuck in its head, and it barked loudly when it opened its mouth. Unlike the tone of the voice that surrounded James before, this time there was a hint of horror and surrender in the voice of the chirping.

"Boom... Whoop..."

Immediately afterwards, all the little monkeys screamed.

Under the leadership of the first caveman, he threw away the messy weapons in his hand, knelt down, and bowed to James.

Uh, what's the situation?

James was stunned.

He had seen prostration and worship in his life.

Legend has it that on the birthday of the god of fire, his grandfather Raphael lit the fire on the altar, and all the believers behaved like the little monkeys in front of them.

It doesn't seem to be dangerous.

He took the two straight knives on his back, picked up a small stone, and threw it at the head of the leader, who had laid his head deep on the ground.

"Boom... Whoop..."

The little monkey's voice was full of excitement, and he raised his head and called for the other little monkeys to stand up, and then rushed to James, and together they lifted the spotted lynx and left.

Do?

Lao Tzu didn't mean to give up the prey to you!

James pulled out the long dagger that was tied to his leg, and there was no need to use a knife against the little monkeys.

This action made the little monkeys kneel again.

The attitude of piety made James feel a little bit like he was not excessive.

It was still the little monkey with bird feathers on its head, chirping and gesturing with its arms, pointing in the direction they came, pointing to the carcass of the spotted lynx and James, and making a gnawing gesture.

James has a good head, otherwise Raphael would not have chosen him as his heir.

He quickly understood what the caveman was trying to say.

This spotted lynx is supposed to be the natural enemy of the black-skinned monkeys, and they have hunted them a lot, but now they have been accidentally killed by themselves, so they also let them worship themselves, and they also want to invite themselves to the cave to share the spotted lynx.

These little monkeys seem to be pretty good.

And I was invited to be a guest in the caves of the cavemen, and I should have been the first in the history of the human race.

But aren't these little monkeys going to say anything other than chirping?

It's really noisy...

James was a little emotional, and put away the long dagger.

This move kept the cavemen busy again, and their leader walked ahead of James, and after four or five steps, he turned back and chirped twice to signal him to follow.

The caveman cave is in a deep cavern and passes many spiky stalactites along the way, which is beautiful.

Some of the top tips were knocked off and tied to sticks to become weapons for the little monkeys.

The cave was wide and there were many forks, like a labyrinth, and James made a mark at each fork in the road, and used a dagger to make a fork in the rock wall.

He's leaving a way out for himself.

Unfamiliar environment, unknown journey, it's always good to be careful.

After about ten minutes of walking, the cave slowly darkened, the road slowly became narrow, and the smell became unpleasant.

On more than one occasion, James saw some lumps of excrement and bones along the road.....

However, it also means that their cave is finally coming soon.

After another five minutes, the sight finally darkened, only some fungi attached to the damp stalactites growing, emitting a faint fluorescence, and some small insects could be seen still flying on it.

The little monkeys all chirped for joy, and the place where they lived was finally arrived.

James was a little impressed by the habitat chosen by the little monkeys, whose labyrinthine bifurcations could help them defend against many predators; I also admire the patience of the little monkeys, their habitat is covered with all kinds of excrement, food scraps, and moldy unknown fruits, which is really smelly!

Luckily, there is also a five-meter-wide dark river, and the cheerful water brings some fresh moisture.

James sat on a rock not far from the river, watching the little monkeys go about their work.

He didn't dare to get too close to the river.

There is no danger under the water on the dark surface of the river.

The cavemen did not make a fire to roast the spotted lynx at the first time, but made sacrifices.

Whether they were returning from the hunting warriors, or the women and children who stayed in the caves, they all knelt down in front of a stalactite and shouted loudly.

This stalactite is similar to the male root of a human being, with traces of polishing on it.

Primitive worship, the worship of the reproductive organs, is a phenomenon that is common to many uncivilized species.

The sacrifice didn't last long, and the little monkeys were busy disposing of the carcass of the spotted lynx. They skillfully dug out the huge heart and held it in front of James.

The heart is what they think is the most delicious part.

But James refused.

With the exception of sacrifices or special rituals, the Terrans were reluctant to use the heart as food.

He himself pulled out his dagger, cut off a piece of fat and lean rib meat, and roasted it on the fire that had long been raised.

The charming aroma of the barbecue, the bloody smell of the carcasses of the beasts, and the stinking air of the cave merge to form a mysterious smell that cannot be described in words.

But who cares about that?

The little monkeys happily roasted the meat, and from time to time they chirped at James.

I think it's a sign of gratitude, right?

After all, with their combat power, it is impossible to eat the meat of fierce beasts.

Just when the cave was overflowing with happiness, something happened suddenly.

Grunt...

A string of bubbles rose from the black surface of the river, from far to near, along the bloodstains that flowed into the river from the carcass of the spotted lynx.

"Whoa..."

The cheerful flowing river was broken, and a round head emerged from the water.

It's a bit big, wider than James' shoulders.

It was also ugly, with a protruding mouth at least half of it, many teeth inside, apparently meat-eating, and two white eyes smaller than two nostrils.

James stood up and drew his twin straight knives.

As for the little monkeys, they reacted quickly, and had already run to the other side of the cave, still holding the sticks on the skewered barbecue in their hands.

It seems that this is not the first time this has happened.

The ugly monster finally climbed ashore, and James could see that it was a bit like a tadpole with only two hind legs. Its eyes seemed to be unable to see, and the tip of its nose kept sniffing out, twisting towards the corpse in the workshop.

"Boom..."

James looked back to see if the caveman leader with a bird feather on his head was whispering, or he was pointing to the location next to him.

It was motioning for James to run over there for refuge as well.

This kindness only brought it a smile from James.

"Boom... Whoop..."

The voice became rapid and slightly louder, and the conscientious little monkey, seeing that James ignored him, actually picked up a pointed wooden stick, and stood side by side with James in a trembling voice.

Courage is commendable~

James was immediately relieved of his senses by the little guy.

After all, the black-skinned monkey who was only one and a half meters long was not at the same level as the three-meter-long monster in front of him, but he still walked over.

In the face of death and kindness, many intelligent races have a hard time choosing between them, and this caveman has done it.

The two sides had only known each other for an hour.

So James shoved the long dagger into his hand, and gently pushed him back a few steps, then clenched his straight knives and rubbed them up, and it took less than a minute to kill this very bluffing, but mediocre guy.

Of course, all the little monkeys frantically cheered "chirp", surrounded James in the middle and bowed, and then made his head flutter.

Many of the little female monkeys turned around, pulled off the only animal skin or leaf that was around their lower bodies, and pouted at James...