Chapter 1293: The Path of the Weak

"Whoever dares to take a step forward, I will immediately unlock the seal!" Lin Fei was extremely straightforward, and with just one sentence, he shocked many heavenly spirits.

There were twelve heavenly spirits, and none of them dared to move.

"Boom—"

The brilliant light of life in the sky, like the water of the Milky Way, was gushing endlessly, magnificent, and frantically surging towards Lin Fei and Ye Daoran's bodies.

The two of them were like bottomless black holes, devouring the light of life, and they were almost one step away from the middle stage of the Heavenly Spirit.

At the same time, Machine Zero burst out with terrifying energy fluctuations, shattering the seal with a loud bang.

Lin Fei wanted to suppress it again, but at this moment, he showed a hint of surprise and forcibly dispelled such an idea.

"Whew-"

A brilliant golden light burst out from the inside of Unit Zero in an instant, turning into a pillar of light that rushed into the sky, which was particularly conspicuous in the dead silence and cold space.

Nothingness and emptiness, the unity of all ways!

The ancient dragon and tiger were like a sharp knife out of the sheath in the predicament, and in an instant, he bloomed with endless brilliance. An indescribable sense of unyielding perseverance turned into a heroic righteousness, filling the universe.

"Whoa-la-"

Around the zero fuselage, a large translucent picture scroll of nothingness suddenly appeared, and many images flashed on it.

Most of them are fused starry sky zergs, and their life experiences flicker like slides.

Inside the flesh building, blood vessels and pipes worked. In the reddish-brown nutrient solution, an insect egg the size of a millstone "poofed" opened, and out of it came a worm with a fleshy texture that looked like a battleship. Its carapace was still soft, as if it would break at the touch;

A triangular bug fights bloodily in the evolution chamber, and the ground is littered with broken corpses. On the other side of it, it is the last competitor, the partner and comrade-in-arms who appeared at the same time and depended on each other, and it is also a brother in the true sense.

After all, it killed its own brother, dragging the mangled corpses and gnawing at the corpses all over the ground. A second tube pierced its back spine, and the tube was bulging with evolutionary fluid and transported into its body.

Fighting, plundering, evolving, and working are the constant themes of these bugs' lives.

Ye Daoran's eyes were cold, staring at this scene deadly, and he didn't dare to act rashly under the premise that Lin Fei was unwilling to make a move.

And Lin Fei only glanced at the memories of those insects, and then looked at the memories of Gu Longhu.

Gu Longhu was born in the Panshitai tribe, in an old stone house. On the night of his birth, horned snakes and winged tigers roared and fought in the wild forest.

That night, the entire wild jungle shook, and the humans in the Panshitai tribe were even more uneasy, and once regarded the strange snake as the "dragon" in myths and legends. In the end, the two beasts fought, one died and one was injured, and the surviving monster snake was also besieged and killed by the fierce beasts in the jungle.

But Gu Zhiming felt that this was a good omen, and gave the child the name "Gu Longhu". First, he was born with the roar of the tiger and the dragon, and secondly, it is also a high hope, hoping that he will be as powerful as a dragon and a tiger.

But the weakness of a race is doomed to the tragedy of the individuals in it.

Gu Longhu is the third eldest in the family, with an eldest brother and a second sister. Just before he was born, the eldest brother had already been buried in the belly of the beast.

After birth, the ancient dragon tiger showed an astonishing appetite, like a seedling about to die of thirst in arid soil, desperately hungry for water and nutrients in order to make itself thrive.

The village chief, who had the most knowledge, was both excited and worried, claiming that the child's body was different from ordinary people and that he was born with endowments. The advantage is that the future is unlimited, and he will grow up to be powerful and extraordinary, but the disadvantage is that his body needs too much intake, if he can't meet it, let alone stunted, I'm afraid that there is still the possibility of starvation and death.

"Innate Taiyin Sun Body?" Seeing this, Ye Daoran's face showed a strange expression.

"It's a pity. Lin Fei shook his head.

For some reason, the human beings of this era do not have a special constitution in the true sense at all. Gu Longhu is just a little similar to this physique, or a bit like an unevolved and fully evolved appearance.

For example, if the body of the innate Taiyin Sun is regarded as a fully evolved human being, then the physique of the ancient dragon and tiger is almost equal to the stage of the Yuanmou people and the cave people on the top of the mountain.

Every inch of flesh and blood in the ancient dragon tiger's body is desperately hungry for nourishment, like a greedy tyrant leech thirsting for blood.

At that time, the Panshitai tribe experienced catastrophes, the population withered, and there were very few women with milk. What's more, they still have to feed their own children, how much can they share to help feed Gu Longhu?

So Gu Zhiming made a bold decision - to hunt the lactating mother beast and let the child drink animal milk!

But in the wilderness jungle, weak humans are not at the top of the food chain.

When Gu Longhu was seven months old, his father returned covered in blood.

Gu Zhiming's abdomen was all pulled out by sharp claws, and the intestines were pierced and rotten, the blood flowed non-stop, and the broken large and small intestines were still hanging in the air.

But he was still holding a jar in his hand, and the white beast milk in it had been stained red with blood, which was shocking.

Gu Zhiming saw his anxiously waiting family at the entrance of the village, but he couldn't support it anymore, and fell to the ground with a "poof". The jar was overturned, and the milk inside flowed out and mixed with the blood.

The father's first reaction was to ask his wife and daughter to pick up the jar.

These became his last words.

The only remaining family of three people cried profusely, and Gu Longhu's sister scolded him for being a disaster and a scourge, and even cried and asked him, "Why don't you die?"

And as a rare strong man in the tribe, Gu Zhiming will not be able to rest even after death. According to the rules, if the remains of the strong can be preserved, they will be put to good use - in a barren tribe, no resource can be wasted.

The flesh of the ancient Zhimei, which contains abundant life essence, is divided and eaten, the blood is used to refine the herbs it picks into medicine, and the hard bones are also removed and made into various sharp weapons.

His mother and the village chief boiled his father's blood and herbs into a paste without telling Gu Longhu, added the little animal milk left, and fed him food.

Gu Longhu didn't know what it was, he only knew that he could be full. Even just half a bowl can make him extremely strange for three days without hunger, all in the process of digestion, and can gradually feel himself getting stronger.

An eight-month-old child is able to walk relatively steadily.

Until his sister Gu Xiaoxue found out about it.

Gu Xiaoxue lost control of her emotions and scolded her for being a brute, her father is dead, and you still want to drink his blood?

On that day, she directly stretched out her hand to strangle the scourge of the ancient dragon tiger.