Chapter 833 Observing the Aboriginal Ruins

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Chen Fang clapped his palms and looked at the dozen or so relic aborigines who had been planted into the ground one by one by him head to foot.

"Looks big and thick, but I didn't expect it to be just a show."

When he was besieged by those mighty natives of the ruins, to be honest, Chen Fang was quite nervous, but after fighting, Chen Fang found that these natives of the ruins were superficial, and there was nothing special about them except that they were stronger. A little higher than the novice awakened, without any elemental power, it is easy to fight to death.

Chen Fang didn't kill these natives in the relics, he just wounded them and knocked them out. He did this on purpose to see if he could follow them to their settlement after they woke up.

Chen Fang was very curious. These savages who wore animal skins and made stone tools obviously had a certain IQ. They were different from the natives of the ruins in other ruins who relied entirely on instinct to act. What kind of civilization is they now.

So, he found a place to hide, and waited for the natives of the ruins who had been knocked out by him to wake up.

After about ten minutes, the natives who had been planted into the soil by Chen Fang woke up one by one. After pulling themselves out of the ground, they first glanced around in a daze, and then chattered with their companions. After roaring and exchanging for a while, led by the tallest and strongest native among them, they carried the griffin full of stone spears and left in one direction.

After they left, Chen Fang came out of his hiding place, hung far behind the natives of the ruins, and followed them to see what happened.

During the follow-up period, Chen Fang also carefully paid attention to the surrounding environment, looking for reference points, so as not to turn around and find the peak pillar where the Griffin Cave is located and be unable to go back.

During this process, Chen Fang discovered that the large and small peak pillars on the grassland were unusual. Apart from the ordinary gray rocky peak pillars, some peak pillars were also made of other minerals.

For example, the peak pillars of salt stone with snow-white crystal structure, the peak pillars rich in copper with mottled yellow-brown surface, the gold mine pillars shining golden light under the light, etc.

Looking at the various mineral-rich peaks, Chen Fang salivated.

These are all drops.

If it weren't for the fact that he was still following the natives of the ruins, Chen Fang couldn't help but hug a peak pillar and never let go.

"It's important. Anyway, things won't run away if they are placed here. Let's get to know the ruins first."

Chen Fang wiped away the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and continued to follow the indigenous people in front of him.

After walking for about seven or eight kilometers, the natives of the ruins in front suddenly let out a roar of joy, and then ran quickly towards a peak pillar in front. After reaching the peak pillar, the natives of the ruins walked around the edge to the back.

Chen Fang hurriedly followed, turned around the peak pillar, and then saw a flat-topped mountain tens of meters away from the ground a hundred meters away.

This Pingdingshan is formed by the root of a broken peak column more than ten meters above the ground, and the upper part is falling beside the Pingdingshan.

At this moment, a wisp of white smoke can be seen on the Pingding Mountain, and the tribesmen standing on the edge and laying down the grass ropes to meet the indigenous people who returned from hunting.

After the straw ropes hoisted up the corpse of the griffin, they were lowered again for the natives of the ruins below to climb up.

After the natives of the relics went up, Chen Fang did not go there, but climbed up the peak pillar beside him, and observed the Pingdingshan 100 meters away at a suitable height.

There are more than a dozen houses built with stones and animal skins on the top, and nearly a hundred relic aborigines are walking around. Surrounded by the houses is a stone cauldron. At that time, a pot of boiling water was boiling in the stone pot.

When Chen Fang was observing, he happened to see that the corpse of the previous griffin was carried by a few natives of the ruins, and without any treatment, it was directly thrown into the pot.

The moment the griffin entered the pot, all the natives of the ruins, old and young, men and women gathered towards the stone pot, and knelt down one after another, as if they were doing a pre-dinner prayer ceremony.

This ceremony didn't last long, it ended in about seven or eight minutes, and then all the natives of the ruins stood up, and ran to the stone house one after another, and after a while, they all came out with stone bowls of different sizes, still in the stone pot. There was a long queue in front.

"I'll go, so civilized and polite."

Looking at the long and orderly queue, Chen Fang admired the quality of the natives of the ruins.

Continuing to read, Chen Fang found that the team was very well organized.

The men are young and strong, followed by young women, then children, and finally a few old people who are dying.

After queuing up, a relic native who was three points stronger than the other masters began to distribute food.

Young and strong men get a large piece of pure meat, young women with flesh and blood, and children's minced broth. Hundreds of people share it in the back, and what is served in the bowls of old people is just some clear soup with feathers floating, and some old people even have some soup. They can't be divided.

Chen Fang has good eyesight, and he can see people's faces clearly from a hundred meters away, so he can see the happy expressions on the faces of the indigenous old people who received the feather soup, and the oldest old people at the end of the line, holding empty Wan looked desperate.

"Pretty brutal."

Chen Fang sighed, but he could understand that this was an inevitable situation due to the shortage of production materials.

Everything is for the continuation of the tribe, and all resources are enjoyed first by the young and strong, because only when they are full can they hunt, reproduce, and continue the tribe.

Chen Fang saw that some old people didn't even get a clear soup and little water, and felt sad. He took a look at the stone pot, but found that there was still half a pot of soup in it, and he was a little puzzled.

"Strange, isn't there still some soup in the pot? Why don't you give it to the last few old people?"

Even if there is nothing, but after all, the griffin has been boiled, the soup is somewhat nutritious, and if it is not full, it can at least make those old people hungry for a while. There are only four or five old people. It doesn’t take much soup to divide the soup. Obviously there are still, why not?

Just when Chen Fang was puzzled, he saw those aboriginal old people who had not received any food came to stand beside the stone pot, and those who had received food also gathered around them, stretching out their hands to touch the old people one by one. After a while, walk away, acting as if saying goodbye.

Chen Fang opened his eyes wide and watched, feeling an ominous feeling in his heart.

What happened next is something Chen Fang will never forget.

I saw those old people jumping into the fire under the stone pot by themselves, howling in pain in the flames, but none of them jumped out, and they were burned alive like this. I don’t know if it was an illusion, Chen Fang It is found that the flame that burns out of thin air without any medium seems to be a little more vigorous.

At this time, the indigenous people who were watching also knelt down again, held up the stone bowl in their hands, and roared with unknown meaning, as if to pay homage.

After roaring for a while, the natives of the ruins took the food in their hands and left as if nothing happened. They took the family as a unit, but they started eating in front of their respective stone houses, and during the eating process, they only ate the food in their hands. Share acts of respect.

Chen Fang looked at it for a while and felt a little uncomfortable, so he stopped observing Fengzhu and left.