Cloud Thunder Mountains.

The sting has passed, the yang energy has risen, and the temperature has warmed up.

The clouds are rolling in the high sky, the spring thunder is moving, the rain is increasing, and the mountains and forests become a patch.

Yuan Bao lay lazily on the huge stone, squinting his eyes comfortably.

The thunder and lightning gradually made him absorb enough energy again.

Under the boulder, sitting or lying or lying, so many mutated beasts, after several months of assault training by ingots, most of them have been eliminated, and only the last five are left who can hold on.

These five mutant beasts, who are basically proficient in using the Great Xia language, are chatting without a hammer in the east and a stick in the west.

For these mutant beasts, the knowledge that Welling packed to the ingots was too difficult to understand.

About ninety percent of the knowledge in this series of knowledge packages is abstract.

All the historical allusions, humanistic historical facts, connotations of life, etc., this kind of knowledge, in their eyes, is like myths and stories, interesting to watch, and too far away.

Only natural knowledge about plants, animals, geography, meteorology, etc., and things closely related to their survival, are all learned.

With this knowledge, they know and master the basic common sense of nature, and they also understand the mutation of the entire home star after the great annihilation, and finally understand how difficult it is for them to surpass the race and form a positive mutation.

Once there is a sense of self, it is natural to go beyond the same kind, and there will be more self-appeals.

The red fox first named herself Hu Yanyi, and she took the fox's surname "Hu" after a huge cave where she lived and where a large number of rock swallows once nested.

The black wolf is a male, and directly uses a name related to werewolves in the legend of the human world as his name, Mochizuki.

Although the pangolin is a bit timid and does not have much right to speak, it is not ambiguous about its name, and it is called dace, which is another name for the pangolin race.

Naturally, the pig badger also did the same, saying that in the future, he would be called cinnabar.

The two-headed bird ghost needle stings, dismissive of this:

"I said, Hu Yanyi, Mochizuki, Dace, and cinnabar, your names are too low-level, you don't know how to find a high-end and high-grade one, at least the surname of a god-level boss."

"Stupid, we are not the big guys, our nickname is originally a ghost car, and we are naturally surnamed ghosts, so our names may not be taller than Hu Yanyi and Mochizuki."

Dace cautiously asked:

"Then why don't you have the surname Jiu, don't you say that your race is a legendary divine bird, and it is not called Jiufeng?"

"Why do you want to be surnamed nine, compared to ghosts, it's too low-level, you know, even humans are afraid of ghosts!"

"Stupid, only if there is a ghost in our hearts, we are afraid of ghosts, and we are not really ghosts."

……

Listening to the quarrel that was about to start again, Yuan Bao suddenly felt a little irritable and tired.

It remembered the message that Welling had sent to it a few days ago, hoping that it could get rid of its dependence on thunder and lightning energy, and that it could really get out of the mountains and wait for itself in Iasi.

As soon as it thought of this, its heart was not calm, the arc in its pupils flickered, and it straightened up:

"Ghost needles and ghosts, don't make noise, Hu Yanyi, Mochizuki, Dace and cinnabar, you are all relatively smart in this area, and you are also the most outstanding people screened out of this class of students I have led.

Well, I'll call you people in advance.

You have all surpassed your kind, and at the moment, we do not think of each other as beasts, we are fellow believers, we are monks......

However, we are not real people after all, and we still have a long way to go before we can become monks. ”

"Yes, yes, the boss is right."

"Boss, what do you mean?"

Yuan Bao glanced at them lightly, and set his gaze to the end of the mountain forest, his gaze seemed to travel an infinite distance:

"I'm going to get out of here for a while, in this thundercloud mountain, there are too many thunderbolts, and I will form a dependent...... I'm going to go where there's no thunder and lightning, and I'll become a warlock and come back. ”

The little hedgehog is a little worried:

"Boss, you...... You're going to starve, and you're not going to eat animals. ”

"It's Karma, it's Karma, the ghost thorn, the boss is going to seek death, you persuade him."

"Idiot, who says the boss won't succeed?

The boss deserves to be the boss, and he should take the initiative to get out of his comfort zone and break through his own limitations, I admire! ”

The pig badger is a little confused:

"Boss, you're gone, so what are we going to do?"

Yuanbao's mind has been decided:

"It's okay, you still have to gather here often to discuss the knowledge you have learned, anyway, I have given you all the knowledge of cultivation and cultivation that Master Welling handed over to me.

You have to work hard to temper your body according to your own situation, and when you have what you have, you must also share your own understanding, form your own system and magic ability with some things of your own instinct, and finally find your own path to advancement. ”

Yuan Bao returned to the cave, pulled out the gray-white linen bag, tied a knot with his teeth and claws, and hung the bag around his neck using the rope of the original bag.

It glanced at the five mutants:

"Three or five years at most, a year or two at the least, and I'll be back again.

When I come back, I want to see you, all of you have become what you want, I want to see a vixen, a werewolf, a pangolin and a beautiful woman named Cinnabar, haha. ”

The black wolf Mochizuki, who had always had few words, suddenly felt a little sad:

"Boss, you may hang up, the world outside is too dangerous......"

"Yes, yes, Boss, human weapons and weapons are too unfriendly...... Ghost Thorn, do you want to stop the boss...... He's serious. ”

"Stupid, that's not unfriendly, that's cruel. However, one day, we will follow the same path as the boss, and since we want to go beyond the race, this is the inevitable path! ”

"Very good, the spirit and realm of the ghost thorn are good, and they are higher than you...... I've left a bottle of metal for each of you in the cave, so you can all immerse yourself in it......

Say goodbye, and hopefully it's not too late! ”

The ghost needle was a little surprised:

"Wow, we're in vain, boss, don't you mean that you have to contribute and achieve to give us the melt metal......"

"Shut up, stupid! Boss, you must be safe! ”

In the hazy teary eyes of Hu Yanyi and Daca, Yuan Bao jumped and ran towards the mountains and forests in the south.

The mountain wind swept by, the branches and leaves caressed its body, and the ingots ran briskly, but its heart was not relaxed.

He knew that perhaps this choice was the beginning of his own death.

He didn't have the ability of a warlock, and he didn't want to hunt animals, and the energy his body needed was supported by the natural thunder and lightning, and if he left that environment, maybe he would have nothing.

He had to rely on animal instinct to obtain the bodies of other animals, and to drink the blood, even though it was not what he wanted.

Or learn how humans bake food to survive.

However, he didn't even know how to make a fire.

Drilling wood for fire, metal striking flint for fire, these two options are not valid, I don't even have hands, how to achieve it?

It is a stopgap measure to heat a small piece of metal to cause a fire with its own reserves of electrical energy.

But this will obviously be a loss-making business, and the food you eat may not contain as much energy as the energy consumed by ignition.

While trotting through the mountain woodlands, cliffs and valleys, I pondered.

After three hours, the ingots slowly slowed down.

He rested and hid by a stream with large white stones on both sides.

In the forest, his coat color and pattern are not convenient for concealing his whereabouts at all, on the contrary, they are very eye-catching.

At this speed, in another hour, he would run out of the Cloud Thunder Mountains.

The direction chosen by the ingots is not the southeast direction, which is the direction where Iasi County is located.

He chose due south.

Yuan Bao has been thinking in his heart, if he goes to Iasi like this, even if he meets the teacher, how should he face it?

If you haven't become a true warlock, what's the point?

Will the teacher and the palace be disappointed after meeting?

Therefore, he chose the south at random.

The East would enter the hinterland of the Empire, and the West would enter the regions of the Confederacy.

The further south you go, the more mountains and valleys there are, and there are several huge mountains that run through them, forming inaccessible moats.

Perhaps, over there, will find its own way out.

After resting for a while, Yuan Bao leaned over and drank some water in the stream and continued south.

Three days later.

Yuan Bao has run out of the mountains for hundreds of kilometers and entered the Tongtian River Valley between the Mangyun Mountains and the Qubiaru Mountains.

His snow-white fur was stained with a lot of mud and debris, and his expression became very tired.

During these three days, he did not receive any energy supply, and the feeling of hunger made him feel very uncomfortable, and the huge amount of exercise basically depleted the energy stored in his body.

According to the teacher's knowledge inheritance, Yuan Bao knew that he had begun to consume glycogen in the liver in the body, and then consume fat.

It's time to replenish the right amount of energy, or you'll get weaker.

Climbing a towering tree, Yuan Bao lay on the branch, looking blankly into the distance.

Through the dense foliage, you can see the distant skyline, the ridges of the Manyun Mountains and the blue sky are clearly bounded, and the clouds roll over the snow line at the top of the mountain.

Those knowledge told themselves that those white clouds were nothing more than condensed states of water vapor containing countless tiny droplets, and the friction between the clouds and the air, and between the clouds, would produce a voltage difference between positive and negative charges, and after multiple changes in air flow, various discharges would be generated, forming thunder and lightning.

Yuan Bao swallowed a mouthful of saliva, and the thirst for energy had made the muscles of his body seem to be less obedient.

He straightened up and crawled towards the top of the tree, where he spotted a huge nest high up and hoped that there were no eggs hatching in the nest.

The fatigue of his body and the lack of energy allowed his animal instincts to slowly recover.

As luck would have it, three eggs were lying quietly in the nest, and a huge waterfowl was hovering over the nest and screaming, but it did not dare to come down and fight the huge leopard.

Yuanbao's eyes lit up, looking at the three eggs, he slowly leaned down, opened his mouth, clicked, and ate the eggs one by one.

Three bird eggs were too few for his huge body.

But no matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat.

The expected cheers of the various tissues in the body did not come, but there was a churning in the stomach.

Yuan Bao did not expect that after many years of not eating food, only drinking water, and surviving on energy, his body has been unable to adapt to food, and his digestion has become extremely fragile.

In a series of churns, Yuan Bao lay on the tree and convulsed and vomited until he vomited all the food, except for the cloudy slurry of the bird's eggs, as well as some sweet and sour berries that he had eaten at the beginning.

Those berries also showed no signs of digestion.

This situation made Yuanbao's heart sink.

This vomiting also made Yuan Bao dizzy.

He climbed down the tree with some difficulty, and it took him half an hour to stagger to the edge of the Tongtian River.

Along the way, he also encountered several wild wolves that had not mutated.

The wild wolf was intimidated by the type of ingots and the mutated huge size, and fled far away.

The keen sense of smell tells Yuan Bao that this area is the territory of these wild wolves, and there is their foul smell of urine everywhere.

Lying on the water's edge, Yuan Bao continued to rinse his mouth, washed off the sourness in his mouth, and drank a few sips of river water, the cold river water, which was melted and gathered by the snow in the mountains, calmed his hot stomach a little.

Yuanbao's eyes were even more dazed.

The huge existential crisis grabbed his heart tightly.