Since Misha's death, Zhou Zhongmou has gradually changed back to the earthling not long after crossing the sea and forest alone, and has once again entered the realm of not treating people in this world as human beings at all. Now he grabbed the live mouth he had caught, and he casually tore off one of the guy's arms - a little appetizer before the interrogation. Now this guy's only bottom line is that he doesn't treat these otherworlders as edible things, which is still a lot better than Saiyans.

Zhou Zhongmou, the language of these people when they screamed, also heard it, six hundred years have passed, but the language on the mainland has not changed completely incomprehensibly, basically it is still a variant of the Belken imperial Chinese language, at least Zhou Zhongmou can understand a considerable part of it. It's just that the cultural process of this group of guys is really sparse, and they can't even speak well, and the preface doesn't match the afterword. This living mouth is not a steel man, and there are no secrets that must be protected, so when Zhou Zhongmou asked questions in the slow Belken imperial Chinese language, this guy immediately answered any question that he could understand - the sparse cultural Cheng dù made this fool basically only understand a third of Zhou Zhongmou's "ancient" Belken language

After collecting a bunch of nonsense that didn't match the preface, Zhou Zhongmou frowned, and then he casually twisted the neck of this living mouth, and gave him a happy - the torn off arm has been bleeding Zhou Zhongmou wiped his hands on this guy's clothes - and then he frowned again - he originally wanted to wipe off the old mud on the dirty guys when he twisted his neck, but he didn't expect that the clothes of this group of guys were dirtier than his body, "What a hell!" Zhou Zhongmou scolded. This dead guy didn't have much information for Zhou Zhongmou, at best, there were no towns and villages within a hundred kilometers of the vicinity. As for what forces are in the world right now - more than half of this guy's questions don't understand. And one-third of the answers that can be answered, Zhou Zhongmou can't understand. The rest is basically gibberish, and this guy's knowledge and knowledge do not support him to know too much about the national forces in this world.

"Nothing. Zhou Zhongmou muttered, but he didn't have to get an answer anyway, so he casually collected the belongings of the dead ghosts, and then walked in the direction where the group of scavengers came from

In the northern part of what used to be known as the Southern Yuctobania Peninsula, the moors are as good as ever. In the deserted wilderness, a huge, tattered tent was erected, the color of the tent had long been obscured by the dust of time, and there were holes in the walls of the tent. Broken pieces of cloth hunted and flew in the wind, and it had been uninhabited since before the Great Change—a plague had taken the lives of most of the people on the land. For hundreds of years, the terrain has not changed even during the Great Change. This tent has been erected in the wilderness like an eerie picture.

The hole in the tent was dark, and the pale sunlight cast a black shadow on the outside of the tent, but even on the sunny side, the hole in the wall could not see the inside, as if there was a huge black hole inside the tent. At the moment when Zhou Zhongmou was strolling in the forest, the wind in the wilderness suddenly became stronger, blowing up the originally hanging door curtain. Almost all of a sudden. The wind and sand on the tent disappeared without a trace. All of a sudden, the already dull stripes of color underneath were revealed. From inside the tent came the crisp sound of drums and gongs, as well as the cheerful dance music of an entire orchestra. The holes in the walls have become very bright. It was as if the darkness inside had disappeared all at once, and if anyone could be there, they would even be able to see the laughter inside through the hole

With such joy, a whole procession emerged from the huge tent, and these colorful people were followed by huge painted carriages, singing and dancing across the wilderness - ridiculous clowns, beautiful dancing girls, and beasts with big balls, and their paths were quite strange, and every now and then they made a hundred and eighty-degree turn, and it was really impossible to predict where they would go—but there was no doubt that they were heading towards the densely populated country.

The southern half of the peninsula, of course, is no longer called by that name, and the southern half of the peninsula is as chaotic playground for all sorts of small nations as it was more than 600 years ago. Countless tragicomedies and farces have been staged here, and the war has never stopped on this peninsula for a day. And this is also the place where the mercenaries who sell their lives to make a living are most active. There are a lot of mercenary groups here that accept the employment of various countries, and these unruly fellows are hired by a certain country in the morning, and in the afternoon they are very likely to accept missions in the hostile camp of that country. Not to mention that the relationship between countries here is a mess, even among the mercenaries there are all kinds of hatred and collusion.

Zhou Zhongmou is still very far away from this place, and in the current world, it seems that the chaos of the South Yuktopania Peninsula is the reality. The only difference is that the countries on the peninsula are smaller and more numerous, while the rest of the continent is a little bigger, and the chaos between the countries is generally the same. There are constant conflicts between countries on the continent, and in this era when there is no powerful weapon of decisive battle brought by the alchemy industry, there is no force between countries that can absolutely destroy the miè - everyone is slashing with swords and armor, and the difference is who has more soldiers and who has fewer soldiers. This year did not have any Dou Qi outgoing professions such as Sword Masters and Golden Knight thousands of years ago, and even the Dou Qi had long since been lost - in fact, there would be no cultivation at all, unless there was a special encounter

Along the way, wandering in the deserted wilderness, Zhou Zhongmou once again became a wild man. Compared with the real savage, the difference between him is that he has no shortage of food and water because he has space equipment, and of course the clothes on his body can also be changed - but now this space necklace seems to be because it has been taken out and put in, and the energy may be consumed a little large, and this world cannot replenish energy from the outside world, so it can only rely on the necklace itself to slowly generate, and the act of taking things out of the necklace is becoming more and more difficult - the intuitive table is that the weight and volume of the things that can be taken out are getting smaller and smaller. Now Zhou Zhongmou has to carry the things he needs to use on his back, instead of taking them as he goes.

Zhou Zhongmou's actions were also along the river, from the time he found the river in the wilderness. Along the river is not only the fastest way to find human settlements, but also a way to replenish water or cleanse the body at any time. And the equipment that Zhou Zhongmou is carrying now is a multi-functional sapper shovel, in addition to the camping axe that opened the mountain, which is a large piece of equipment. (To be continued......)