Above the blue sky, a big sun hangs high.

The incandescent light fell, dazzling and dazzling. Fang Yuan narrowed his eyes, stretched out his right hand to block it, and immediately cast a shadow.

Around the surroundings, birds sing and flowers are filled with the fragrance of green grass.

The underneath was extremely soft, and then he was sure that his body was lying on the grass.

"Yuan!"

A far call kept approaching and turned into a girl.

She was wearing clothes made of animal skins and thatch, and could only cover half of her body, revealing her slender arms and thighs. Her skin was often exposed to the sun, showing a very healthy wheat color. She looked like a female leopard, smooth, elegant, sexy, and with a hint of danger.

"Yuan? Are you calling me?"

Fang Yuan stood up, and a string of memories emerged in the sea of ​​consciousness:

"Horde... clan members... warriors... yuan! Is this my new identity?"

As soon as the spiritual consciousness moved, Fang Yuan saw himself from another perspective.

He was a boy about twenty years old, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, tall and burly figure, wearing animal skin, and a copper sword around his waist.

Well, the world is still very young. The human race on the earth lives in tribes, and even all kinds of crafts are very backward. It has the aura of ancient wilderness. Although it is just a bronze sword, it already represents an unparalleled position. Only warriors in the tribe are qualified to be equipped and a member of powerful warriors.

"You are hiding here again and are lazy!"

The female leopard-like girl climbed up the hillside, her nose moved, looking very dissatisfied.

“Ahhh…”

Fang Yuan stretched and turned over and got up: "What's the matter? Wei?"

Most of the human race in this world have single-sounding names. I have to say that they have some ancient characteristics.

"The tribe leader convened a meeting, go quickly!"

The girl named Wei urged: "Because of the flood, we may have to carry out the third migration..."

"Flood? OK, I'll go now!"

As a soldier, he had the obligation to protect his home. Fang Yuan took away the grass clippings from his hair and took a big step: "Let's go!"

The girl followed, and the two ran like a gust of wind, and their physical strength was incredibly strong, which made Fang Yuan secretly shocked.

Originally, the human quality of the Daqian world was already very high, but this world was obviously even better. Almost all adult men and women could tear tigers and leopards. This was not because of the world's victory, but just because of the instinctive choices made for survival under harsh conditions.

‘This is equivalent to concentrating the original 150-year vitality and bursting out three times. Therefore, the lifespan of these ancestors is generally very short, and living to the age of fifty is considered a long life!’

Fang Yuan looked at the energetic body of the girl Wei, and a trace of gloom flashed in his eyes: "Are you the ancestors? Break through all obstacles and the spark of civilization... It's a pity that I met us just now, and I don't know whether it is a blessing or a disaster..."

Below the hillside is their tribe - Shangyang.

The houses made up of thatch and stones are as if the wind blows away, and they are scattered, probably forming the appearance of a small village. There is another farmland around them, with corn planted, and still staying at the most primitive level of slash-and-burn slash-and-burn slash-and-burn slash-and-burn straits.

Men hunt, women pick, and sometimes children help or play in the ridges. There are very few elderly people, which also indirectly confirms Fang Yuan’s guess.

"Yuan! I'm waiting for you!"

When a middle-aged man saw Fang Yuan, his eyes lit up and he beat the skin drum in his hand hard.

Not long after, more than thirty people gathered and sat around the houses of the tribe leader.

The leaders of the ancestors had a great responsibility, and because the clans were all under public ownership, there was not much private money, and the houses were only a big circle, which was also for discussion. At this time, everyone sat on the ground, a bonfire was lit in the middle, and a large number of ropes were hung on the walls, with sections on them, and various hieroglyphs, as if they were decorated.

But Fang Yuan knew that these were all recorded information.

The ancients knotted ropes to record things, and the same is true here. It was only one step of development, with words appearing, but the old culture has not completely withdrawn from the historical stage.

"Everyone is here, I must know what I'm asking everyone to say..."

A middle-aged man came to the scene. This was the leader of the Xiangyang clan, Yang!

He is a middle-aged man in his thirties, with dark skin, scars on his body, and a red face. He is obviously at the peak of a man.

The leaders of the ancestors must have strong enough force and rich experience to lead the tribe to survive in a steep environment!

Yang said at this time: "Recently... the rivers near us have soared several times. I sent Wu, the best water quality, to investigate. He reported that the water level of the river has risen so high that one person. If we do not relocate, the flooded river water will flood our land next year and destroy our tribe!"

"Do you still need to relocate?"

Although there are men and women here, they are all warriors or small leaders in the tribe. The real power level is a little hesitant when they hear this: "It is not easy to find a suitable place for us to live, without any beasts or other clans to occupy!"

"Once you move, the clan will consume a lot of energy!"

"But what can I do if I don't move? Watch the floods come, destroy our houses, and sweep away our loved ones?"

...

At this time, the tribe used the public opinion system. Even if Yang was the leader, he could not speak out in one word, and the people below immediately started arguing.

"Ahem..."

Seeing this, Yang waved his hand again and stopped the fierce quarrel: "And... Xia, the most powerful tribe on the Central Plains, will come to discuss the flood with us. Yuan! The mission of welcoming the messenger will be handed over to you!"

"good!"

Fang Yuan was surprised when he was suddenly named, but he still agreed.

"After meeting this messenger, we will decide to go back!"

...

There is nothing inside thatched hut, except for a few animal skins and a bundle of straw.

Seeing this scene, Fang Yuan couldn't help but smile bitterly: "I... can be considered a real family member now?"

At this time, I didn't care about it and took out the food I distributed. There was half a hare and a few wild fruits. I ate the fruits directly, drilled the wood to make fire, roasted the hare, and slowly tore the meat to eat.

"This world..."

While eating, information about this world continues to emerge:

"This world was named 'Guchen World' by the Realm Alliance. It is said that the world is extremely powerful, only under the Daqian World... Even the legendary saint leader of the Realm Alliance was able to become a saint because he had great benefits in this world! Of course... it is just a legend."

"But the information afterwards was very interesting. It is said that when the saint arrived, he possessed himself by a tribe leader, "Gu", and fought with the witches of the Jiuli tribe. The Jiuli clan was fierce and brave, and he collected copper as a soldier. The leader "Witch" had three heads and six arms, copper heads and iron foreheads, and was unable to enter the sword and gun. He lived with gold and copper. He had the ability to penetrate the sky and the earth. In addition, there were also great witches such as Feng Bo and Yu Shi in the tribe, which could cause wind and rain."

"Originally, the Gu tribe was about to be exterminated. The saint was not a saint at that time, but he was also a powerful person. He created his own fortune naturally, and had powerful arm helps such as winged dragons and fire spirits to kill Feng Boyu Master, and cut off the head of the leader Wu Jiuli... The witch had no head, and the blood flowed out turned into a red maple forest, and she still danced bronze spears for seven days and died..."

When he thought of this, Fang Yuan looked solemn.

"The Classic of Mountains and Seas·The North Classic of Great Wilderness" says: "...Chiyou sent troops to attack Huangdi, and Huangdi ordered Yinglong to attack the wilderness of Jizhou. Yinglong was infested with water. Chiyou asked Fengboyu to help the army, and the wind and rain were strong. Huangdi then went to the heavenly daughter to call him Wu, and the rain stopped, so he killed Chiyou!"

"Is it a common similarity between civilizations, or is it Zhuang Zhou dreaming of a butterfly, and the butterfly dreaming of a Zhuang Zhou?"

This vague similarity immediately made Fang Yuan have a subtle association: "Or... some kind of radiation mutagenesis of higher energy levels?"

Of course, the recording of information does not stop there.

Gu successfully defeated the witch, became the common ruler of the world, and abdicated and abdicated. In his later years, he ascended to the sky.

Since then, it has been passed down for seven generations and it has been in Xia's hands.

At this time, the water veins in the whole world were flooding and the people were suffering. Xia began to clear the water veins and suppress the demon clans in the world, so as to expand their power to the surroundings. At the Tushan meeting, he was elected as a king, and joined forces with the princes, collected gold from the nine provinces and cast nine tripods, which meant he had the destiny.

In fact, Fang Yuan, as an alien dream master, knew very clearly.

This so-called Xia is just the possession of the saint of the Realm Alliance!

In other words, after the ancient ascension, this saint came to the world for the second time and carried out the harvest!

"A world where the greatest benefit has been taken away, and even dreamers are constantly coming..."

Fang Yuan's eyes were a little dazed.

Simply put, the first kill reward of this dungeon has been taken away, and you are constantly forming groups to kill monsters every day, so it is basically unlikely that there will be any hidden rewards.

But because of this kind of similarity, I still chose this world without hesitation.

"It seems...isn't it?"

A kind of sadness suddenly lingers in his heart, making Fang Yuan a little depressed.

He quickly ate all the roasted rabbits and strode out of the tribe.

"property!"

As soon as the thought moves, new physical data emerges:

“Name: Fang Yuan

Essence: 2(48)

Qi: 2(48)

God:30(60)

Occupation: Dream Soldier Division

Cultivation: Void Saint (???), Wu Zong (???)

Skills: Giant Eagle Iron Body Technique [???], Hundred Poisons Alchemy Body [???], Eight Gate Sword Formation [???]

Expertise: Medical skills [level 3], implant skills [level 5]”

"After all, it is a conquered world. It is especially friendly to the dream master of the Realm Alliance. It can actually retain half of the divine essence!"

"The rest, I have solidified attributes and restore my peak strength, but it will take only one or two days to do..."

Fang Yuan came to the forest with deep eyes.

"Roar!"

At this time, the grass on the opposite side thrust, accompanied by a tiger's roar, and a saber-toothed tiger pounced out.

"The meat delivery guy is here!"
Chapter completed!