Updated: 2012-09-07

In turbulent times, all those who are not under the jurisdiction of corporations or organizations are called mobs. The mobs that roam the wilderness, although they have no special abilities, but in order to fight against the harsh natural environment, the mobs that can often survive have stronger physiques than ordinary people.

Without organization, there can be no inheritance of civilization. After nearly three generations of metamorphosis so far, the mob that now lives in the wilderness even has a physique that is not inferior to that of mutant beasts, as well as an extensive recipe that can eat almost anything. However, with the improvement of their functions, they are almost no different from beasts after losing their civilization inheritance. Some radical scholars have even classified them into the same category as living corpses, attributing them to the product of an evolutionary path that originated with humans but eventually diverged. The only difference between them and living corpses is that the mob still maintains the human reproductive instinct.

As for the living corpse, it is impossible to reproduce offspring by combining them in any case. In this respect, the mob is much more advanced than the living corpse.

It's just that for most people, mob means more of servitude and coolies. That's all they have left for the people who have been shrouded in the fire of civilization, and other than that, they're no different from mutant beasts.

This is the view of most people, even children like Moni, who have had an unfortunate experience since childhood, but at least live in an urban base. So when he saw the two unclothed men, Zero could see a deep disgust in the girl's eyes.

Zero can understand Moni, and even most people have a dislike for mobs. It's like you can't like a vicious stray dog unless one day it becomes your family dog. But in Zero's eyes, they are more akin to the jungle natives of old-time Central Africa than two mobs.

Indigenous, people who live in the jungle, live in isolation. While we enjoy the convenience of modern industry, they still use homemade crude weapons to hunt for food in the jungle. They may not see the flame of civilization there, but the ancient customs have been passed down by them to this day.

Of course, in turbulent times, the current indigenous people are still a little different from the old era. At the very least, they are more dangerous.

Due to the urgency of the evacuation, Zero's marching backpack was still left by the fire. It contained the water and food that he and Monie needed for ten days, and it was possible to throw away nothing, but this rucksack could not be left behind.

There are also water sources on the Grim Reaper's Ridge, but those streams floating with shimmering radiant radiation don't even dare to try it easily, let alone a Moni. As for food, unless Zero wants to taste the mutants, bread that isn't tasty and may expire is better for satisfying hunger.

When he saw the two natives curiously walking towards his marching backpack, Zero untied Colt from behind and began to collect data on the nearby terrain, as well as the number of obstacles and the direction of the wind.

Colt's single-shot shot is capable of easily killing an Aboriginal undefended. As for the other one, Zero can also kill quickly with the M500 on his waist. None of this is a problem, the problem is that once you shoot, you are bound to expose yourself. Not to mention the Parkland killer who doesn't know where to hide, even the indigenous tribe on the Grim Reaper Ridge is enough for Zero to move immediately.

But it's night, and only anyone with a modicum of wilderness survival experience knows. Moving around at night, especially in a terrain such as ruins or jungles, can be much more dangerous than during the day.

But apart from shooting, Zero is left with a cold weapon fighter. Judging from the fact that Zero has not even developed a first-order cold weapon proficiency in the Combat Domain, it is not easy to take out two natives who have been operating in the forest for many years and are armed with poisoned wooden spears.

This made Zero nerve-wracking, but reality didn't give him much time to hesitate. Because the natives were already approaching the marching rucksack, and were curious to look through the contents. Rather than having no water and food, Zero would rather be hunted down by the indigenous forces.

The sniper bullet pressed into the chamber of the gun, and Zero calmly picked up Colt. Countless numbers of data flew through his mind, and in a series of complex but rapid calculations, Zero corrected his trajectory until he was absolutely sure that he would dodge one of them, and Zero pulled the trigger.

That's when the accident happened.

The bushes not far away suddenly made a series of shaking and rubbing sounds, and the two natives who were flipping their backpacks immediately looked at the source of the sound with alarm. They held their spears at each other, and the change of position immediately made zero's previous calculations wasteful.

Just as Zero readjusts the trajectory, a dark shadow emerges from the bushes. It swam quickly to the campfire, but the bright flames frightened it, and the shadow retreated slightly, revealing its body in the firelight.

There is no doubt that this is a boaconda. It's just that the barrel-thick snake body is covered with thick and hard armor in the shape of a spiral, and these armor leaves are like pocket-shaped shields that wrap and protect the python's whole body. These thick shield-like scales extend all the way to the python's head, where they evolve into fine scales of various colors.

The triangular snake had three eyes on its head. The three eyes are arranged in a straight line, which is quite peculiar. However, there are bone spurs drilled out of the back of this snake, and the bone spurs extend from the head of the snake to the tail end, which is extremely hideous.

The spur is a mutant snake living in the jungle. Their huge appetite, which is proportional to their bodies, makes these giant snakes always hungry, which means that it is usually difficult for prey that falls into their eyes to escape the fate of being devoured. It seems that the two natives are also aware of this problem, the shield snake with a body length of nearly twenty meters is one of the overlords of the jungle, no matter how you look at it, the wooden spear in the hands of the natives is not a good weapon to kill it.

Without hesitation, the two natives shouted and fled separately at the same time. They were smart enough to know that the shield snake could only chase one of them. But they underestimated the wisdom of the shield snake, and the native had barely made a move when the serpent flew and bit one of the people on the left. While flying, the giant tail of the shield snake swept towards the man on the right at the same time.

The serpent's tail swept across the fire, whipping the man's back in the blink of an eye with a myriad of flames. There was a cracking sound of flesh, and the native's back was fleshy open, spurting out a large tuft of blood, and his body fell to the ground heavily. But judging from the posture in which he was still able to try to get up, the native's vertebrae were not broken by the giant snake, which made Zero admire the strength of their bodies.

As for the other native, he was not so lucky, the shield snake bit his head directly with a large mouth, and then used the strong muscles of the snake's body to make a throwing motion. However, after a few strokes, the native was thrown to death, and after the prey was killed, the shield snake swallowed the whole native into its stomach.