Chapter 836 Monster Attack!

Murong Ji rolled his eyes and looked at the woman in front of him, speechless in his heart. It was obvious at a glance that this woman had never raised a child, and even if she had, she would have killed it...

Murong Ji felt that he was very lucky to have survived her hands for three days.

【Why don’t you give me to your mother? ! ! 】

Just as he was thinking about it, a fist-sized piece of meat suddenly appeared in front of him and was stuffed into Murong Ji's mouth.

Murong Ji's face turned green and he kept his mouth tightly closed and refused to open it.

"Yeah, you should be full now, right? You won't open your mouth anymore..."

Murong Ji turned his head and saw another woman, the corners of his mouth twitched... It was because she was too young and couldn't speak. If he could speak, he would have the urge to curse her.

"Is the piece of meat too big? Should we cut it into smaller pieces?"

"That should be it?!"

Finally they found the problem. Murong Ji suddenly wanted to kowtow to them. They finally found the problem.

When the strip of meat was brought to his mouth, Murong Ji opened his mouth with tears in his eyes.

For him, practicing too early is not a good thing, as it can easily lead to congenital deficiencies, which is not beautiful.

There is no other way now. In order to survive, I don't care whether my innate ability is sufficient or not. Even if it is insufficient, I can only make up for it through pills in the future.

While he was in a daze, a liquid was suddenly poured into his mouth. The liquid was a little warm at first. Murong Ji was still a little dazed. When he looked carefully, he saw a snake thicker than his head, wrapped around Fenghua's arm and twisting continuously.

Then, he felt an extremely bitter taste in his mouth. As soon as it entered his mouth, Murong Ji's face was distorted with bitterness, followed by a tingling and numb feeling.

The next moment, Murong Ji finally reacted, and his heart skipped a beat. This was snake blood, and the snake was poisonous! He couldn't digest it now!

I wanted to vomit it out, but as soon as it entered my stomach, almost half of it was digested and absorbed by myself.

The poison was so violent that Murong Ji's entire body turned blue in just one breath. At this time, Murong Ji no longer cared about his innate ability and tried his best to practice his skills to digest the poison.

My entire body and organs were almost working under load. I had no choice but to cry for help.

The poison was too powerful and Murong Ji's consciousness gradually sank, taking his heart with it.

[It's over! The mission has not been accomplished yet! ]

When he woke up again, Murong Ji didn't expect that he would wake up. He found himself in the arms of a man. He was familiar with this man. He was the one who held him for sacrifice and was the current leader of the human race.

Xuandu!

This name indeed surprised Murong Ji.

It is said that he was the first human being molded from clay by Nuwa, and his name was given by Nuwa herself.

Murong Ji blinked and looked at Xuan Du, his eyes full of surprise.

At this moment, Xuan Du happened to look down and asked, "Awake?"

Just as he was about to say something more, another person came over and said, "Shi Liuli, come and take a look. What's wrong with Jiang? Why is his whole body covered in bruises?"

Murong Ji rolled his eyes. He was able to live until now only because of his strong luck!

[Ginger?! My name?!]

There are no words now, only pronunciations. Murong Ji understands them according to his own understanding of the pronunciations and corresponding words, otherwise he really can't understand what they are saying.

Suddenly, a big head came over, and Murong Ji also saw a strange face. The aura of this person was exactly the same as Xuan Du's, with not much difference.

Judging from their aura, they are probably the innate human race created by Nuwa. The foundation and temperament of these two people alone are different from others.

At first glance, he looks like a majestic and kind-hearted old man.

"Fenghua and Xuannv are too naughty..." Shi Liuli frowned and said with some blame.

Then, he took Murong Ji in his arms and checked his body. "Alas! The cubs we gave birth to are too weak. Almost all those born after Jiang died. We can't reproduce the tribe. What should we do?"

Murong Ji rolled his eyes again. There was really nothing to complain about. With the way they were raising children, it would be a miracle if they were still alive.

"Yes, Jiang is the first child born in our tribe. He was blessed by the Virgin Mary and was healthy and free from all kinds of disasters. However, none of the children born after him survived..."

Murong Ji looked at the two of them speechlessly, thinking to himself, [It has nothing to do with Nuwa, it's all because of my luck! ]

[The first human race the day after tomorrow? Not bad...]

Murong Ji fell asleep again in a daze.

Living with this group of innate humans really feels like a year in a day. They even eat very little, and just rely on breathing and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth that enters their bodies to meet their body's needs.

Humans cannot achieve this effect and can only replenish energy by eating.

Time passed by little by little. To those powerful people, it was like a moment, but to the weak human beings like them, it was extremely long.

People were dying every day, and the innate human race, which was already few in number, was decreasing rapidly. Fortunately, Murong Ji was finally able to speak, but he was like a chatterbox, complaining non-stop to Xuannv and Fenghua, who were taking care of him.

In the nearly one year since he was born, Murong Ji almost suffocated to death.

In fact, you can only say one or two sentences. If you say more, your throat will hurt. Just express what you mean.

"How would we know? Little cub, do you know how hard it is for us to take care of you?!"

"That's right. If the tribe leader hadn't spoken, we wouldn't have paid any attention to you. Wouldn't it be much more interesting to go hunting with Feng Xu and the others?"

Murong Ji rolled his eyes. These two treated him like a toy. He got cold at night, hot during the day, and sometimes even went hungry.

Looking at Fenghua and Xuannv, who looked so pitiful, he would have believed it if he had not personally experienced their "love".

Women are born to act.

After learning to speak, Murong Ji's condition improved a lot. At least he knew how to express himself. At least his diet had improved. He no longer had to eat raw meat and drink blood.

Murong Ji taught the two men how to light a fire, roast the food, and then eat it.

After tasting the flavor, the two playful kids knew how to grill food without Murong Ji's urging.

Murong Ji told these two playful ancestors how to raise children and asked them to find a way to popularize it, otherwise, the human race might be destroyed!

Ever since Murong Ji learned to speak, Fenghua and Xuannv often kept him by their side. Following Murong Ji's curious inquiries, they understood a little about his current situation.

Murong Ji sat on the backpack behind Fenghua and looked up. He saw the boundless mountains towering into the clouds, with no end in sight.

This is the legendary Zhou Mountain.

Zhou means complete, which means that heaven and earth are one and perfect. When Mount Zhou was broken, heaven and earth were incomplete, so it became Mount Buzhou.

But judging from the situation, it hasn't reached that stage yet. The human race was established not long ago, and Nuwa had just become a saint.

This was not long ago, and it was measured in tens of thousands of years. The innate human race has a long lifespan, so they can’t tell exactly how many years have passed.

Then, his eyes fell on the palace on Fengqi Mountain, which was the legendary Queen Wa Palace.

"Hey! Jiang! Are these things you asked me to pick really useful?" Fenghua stood up from the waist-high grass and said a little annoyed.

Murong Ji came back to his senses, looked at the herbs under him, and murmured, "It must be useful, otherwise I would have lived in vain at my age."

Murong Ji said this subconsciously, and then he realized that this was a bit inappropriate.

"Hmph! How old are you? You look so old..." Fenghua was about to bend down to continue picking herbs, but suddenly he was stunned and reached behind him.

He grabbed Murong Ji alive and looked at him with scorching eyes, which made Murong Ji feel a little scared.

"Fenghua, what's the matter?"

"I heard people say that a newly born cub has no ability to survive, let alone know something we don't know. What kind of monster are you?"

Her words are full of childishness. She is smart, but a little immature, and her mentality is like that of a girl of twelve or thirteen years old.

Murong Ji looked at Fenghua's serious expression and suddenly became speechless. The innate cognitive ability of the human race is not high, and there are only a few of them. It looks normal.

"I have received the blessing of Nuwa... the Holy Mother."

"Ah! Yes, you know more than us, so it seems that you should have it." Then, he put Murong Ji back into the backpack and continued to bend down to pick herbs.

Murong Ji: "..."

For the human race at this stage, the word "Nuwa" is the absolute authority. No matter what the matter is, they will never doubt it if it is thrown to Nuwa.

Of course, except for Xuan Du and Shi Liuli, these two were the first innate human beings created by Nuwa and occupied almost all the luck.

Murong Ji didn't quite understand luck. According to his understanding, when he was shaping Xuan Du, he was full of interest and was extremely attentive in everything he did, trying to make it perfect.

The second interest may be slightly weakened, but it won’t be too bad. As for the others, Xuannv, Yaoji, Fenghua, and Fengxu, they all have the mentality of a working man.

After dealing with three thousand of them and completing the imaginary number of three thousand in the great way, in the end they were all made up with mud dots. What kind of mentality is this? You will know after working there.

"Look, that one over there, Zhu Yucao, don't miss it, it's of great quality..."

Murong Ji said a few words, and Feng Hua ran out of patience: "It's so troublesome, really! I won't come with you next time! You can ask Xuan Nu to come!"

Murong Ji: "..."

After collecting the herbs, Fenghua took him back to the tribe. As soon as they entered the tribe, they smelled a lot of blood.

Murong Ji's heart was shocked, his face instantly became solemn, and he followed Fenghua and quickly ran into the depths of the tribe. At a glance, everything was blood red.

Various corpses were scattered throughout the tribe, some were bitten in half, and almost none were intact.

(End of this chapter)