Chapter 682 Ginseng Doll: You are so bad!
"Is this right?"
"Can this be right?"
Xiong Xiang looked at the so-called good news and bad news on the chat channel, and an ominous premonition was rapidly forming in his heart.
Although later generations focused on studying the history of Kyushu, they have also been working on sorting out the history before Xia and Shang, but the progress is not great.
To be precise, among the original existing history books of Kyushu, the various histories of the late Qing Dynasty are relatively complete. Even if you ignore those points that deliberately praise the high and underestimate the low, the history of the mid-Qing Dynasty can also be compared internally and externally. It has to be said that although the Qing Dynasty closed itself off to the country , but in the Age of Discovery, communication from all over the world is inevitable. Although the records of crooked people are inherently filtered, there are also a few honest people whose records can be taken seriously.
Coupled with the memories and records of my own family, I can piece it all together, but things from the early Qing Dynasty have begun to show moisture, and the further the timeline is pushed forward, the greater the moisture.
There is a lot of evidence to be found on major events, but when it comes to details, many places are not worth scrutinizing at all. For example, the well-known historical unsolved case, Ming Wuzong's battle with Mongolia, resulted in dozens of casualties recorded.
A battle involving 100,000 people, in the era of cold weapons, fought for several days, and only a few dozen people died. Anyone with any sense would find it abnormal.
And excluding the overly obvious examples like this, there are still a lot of misconceptions in those historical records, but there is no way, it has only been a hundred years since the establishment of the later generations, and even if the spiritual energy is revived, it will only be more than two hundred years. Even counting from the beginning, including the truth that those centenarians can present, the history that can be traced back cannot exceed five hundred years.
For five hundred years and up, we have relied purely on various historical records. We can only rely on the conscience of the writers, or whether we can dig up graves and archeology to find out anything new.
Coupled with the emergence of myths and the violent disturbance of history, the situation becomes even more difficult to say.
Therefore, in the hundreds of years since the revival of spiritual energy to the present, the players of later generations have been active in the Pan-Kyushu region for most of their time, going to the era layers of various historical time and space to record the reality of those years on the spot.
Although most of the worlds that players can explore are second-generation, third-generation or even several-generation timelines derived from the Kyushu basic timeline. In order to avoid the interference of this group of fourth natural disasters, Heaven has long since closed off all outside players. There may be a certain gap between the layered copies of Kyushu's basic timeline channels and the reality, but they are still much better than the "hearsay" of later generations.
To put it more simply, the reason for the so-called timeline stratification is that the turning point of a certain key time node does not evolve according to the original timeline, so the years are divided and the world is independent. But in other words, here The years before the node can be infinitely close to reality.
In this way, the ancient historical system of later generations has been supplemented a lot.
Thanks to the improvement of the energy level system of the Afterlife world and the gradual establishment of the player system, dozens of new players have been added one after another in the past hundred years.
After excluding a few loyal crooked nuts, most of the rest are from Kyushu.
This also greatly increased the progress of the Time Exploration Project. Even while exploring the past glory of Kyushu, later generations also relied on the channels established by players to establish good foreign affairs relations with dozens of medium and low-level demon planes, and a large amount of materials were transferred. The establishment of import, export, and mining rights has greatly enriched the basic resources of later generations. With the permanent spaces built by players through game channels, later generations also sent a certain amount of force to help new friends build in friendly planes. A certain resistance front was formed.
In the words of the natives from the outside world, it is a frontier development territory.
But according to our Kyushu custom, we will never do such a thing that overwhelms the guest and takes the spotlight, so the XXX Joint Development Zone appeared, a very distinctive term
Use the resources generated by interaction to feed back and even accelerate the growth of future generations; use players' development of Pan-Kyushu to trace the truth from the ancestors' account books, comprehensively integrate the practice system, innovate, and use intensive resource arrays and technological batch manufacturing techniques to pursue business. Zhou's progress can be regarded as the most cost-effective and most achievable plan for future generations.
Of course, there are many details to distinguish, but that is not what players need to consider.
Each has its own division of labor and modular integration is a major feature of the technological world.
And precisely because of this, as pioneers and players who are absolutely guaranteed to explore the outside world, they may be a bit abstract and may be wild and unrestrained, but they all play multiple roles: warriors, mages, historians, and communicators are the most basic. Division of abilities.
The more detailed parts include herbalism, geology, astrology, research on abnormal creatures, etc. Each player has his or her own strengths.
But what is unified is that although the history before the Sui and Tang Dynasties is plagued by fog, anyone who knows it knows that the Battle of Zhuolu happened before the Yan-Huang War and after the battle between Emperor Yan and Chi You.
So, now, what does Jiuli’s survival prove?
TM Yanbu has been split, and the war leader is sharpening his sword to prepare for war with Huangdi!
But this was the only information Xiong Xiang could obtain. He didn't know anything about the trigger for the conflict between the two sides or the overall process of the war.
What, didn’t the reason and process be written in the history books of later generations?
Oh, the history books of later generations also wrote about the Great Famine, when people ate each other, but did the history books tell you that during the Great Famine, plague was rampant, hundreds of thousands of hungry ghosts lurked day and night, and plague gods from all directions swayed above your head. Demons, demons, and monsters are dancing around, and humans and demons are emerging in endlessly?
Did you say that?
Didn’t say it!
Therefore, you can take a look at this stuff, but you can’t really believe it. What’s more, there are very few records of the years before the Shang and Zhou dynasties in later generations. Even if they players explore everywhere and travel around the world of Pan-Kyushu Civilization, they can explore this period of time. The progress is also very limited.
In this case, it is better not to refer to it.
At least one of them has been lucky enough to sneak into the Jiuli tribe. Even if there are heavy casualties in the battle with Jiuli afterwards, it can still provide their team with a part of the direction of the main line of heaven and earth, and give everyone a real reference.
And the fact is that there is no need for Xiong Xiang and the others to urge them. The century-old journey of dungeon exploration has already been engraved in their bones when and what to do after joining the main camp.
Almost at the same time as announcing the good and bad news, Duan Xuan sent the general environment and shooting records around the tribe to several players who reported to be in the wilderness, and then went to inquire about the news.
There was no way, this time the event dungeon was too targeted, and the mini-maps that players relied on were all forced to close. We didn't have the courage to fly to the sky to observe, so we could only follow the map and use stupid methods to slowly explore.
At the same time, Duan Xuan, who fumbled out of the wooden house, saw that the entire Jiuli tribe was busy preparing for something. It looked like it was some ancient celebration ceremony? Or is it a sacrifice?
And at this moment, in the tribal square, or the broad platform in front of the clan chief's house, where Jiuli worships, the head of Jiuli noticed this young man who was poking his head, wearing clothes that did not follow the trend at all, and there was a subtle look in his eyes. His eyes flashed, and he waved to Duan Xuan.
When the curious eyes on the platform fell on Duan Xuan, she realized the problem belatedly.
With no other choice, she had no choice but to bite the bullet and walk over.
The only thing that made Duan Xuan feel lucky was that at least when she walked in, the majestic and burly tribal elder did not make any special movements, and hundreds of copper-headed iron warriors did not suddenly appear behind her. Well, the totem giant man holding a knife and an ax undoubtedly relieved the pressure in her heart a lot.
Later, without waiting for the other party to ask, Duan Xuan directly told the identity that the copy had fabricated for him.
The Lost People (White/Popular):
Background: In a tragic night attack, your original tribe was wiped out, and the remaining tribesmen were displaced. They barely survived in the hidden caves, but they were still unable to withstand the harsh environment of the wilderness. After persisting for 952 days, your tribe A tribesman died in an underground attack. Maybe the hunter was full, or maybe your luck was triggered. You temporarily escaped death, but it is impossible to survive alone in the wilderness. You urgently need a shelter, or It is the small mound in the wild to arrange things after his death.
Chief Jiuli nodded repeatedly, fully agreeing with the other party's statement.
Either a few of the tribe managed to escape after being attacked by a ferocious god, or a whole family was found dead by an unknown thing and they were able to escape on their own, or an adult clan member who was so weak that he couldn't even be considered an adult cub escaped from the horns. He came out at noon, passed through many blockades and surveillance, and arrived near the Jiuli tribe. This is very reasonable. What is unreasonable?
The theory of truth is unreasonable. Jiuli, who squatted in the river basin and lived and worked in peace and contentment for more than ten barbaric years, was the top!
Then the patriarch nodded and said with a smile:
"Don't be formal. Although there is unavoidable acrimony among our tribe, we are all one family in this world. You can eat and drink as you like, as long as you don't cause trouble outside the tribe!"
"By the way, since you have been living abroad, you probably haven't seen the coming-of-age ceremony for a long time, right? It just so happens that my useless cub went out hunting with several of his playmates today. These songs, dances, and meat preparations are all for Although I don’t know how many of them will come back alive, this matter has little to do with you. Let’s eat and drink well. If we have anything to do, we can talk about it tomorrow. ”
Duan Xuan nodded repeatedly.
Although she still had a lot of confusion in her mind. Shouldn't Jiuli, who was in the node now, be busy preparing for the battle with Youxiong and doing some coming-of-age ceremony? But she also knew that now was not the time to ask questions.
What's more, although she is not familiar with the wild time calculation, the sun has already tilted to the west, and it will be dusk soon. Maybe soon she will see the coming-of-age ceremony mentioned by the other party!
Duan Xuan: [What coming-of-age ceremony is the Jiuli tribe preparing for now? Maybe the war is still a little far away? And this Jiuli is not as big as I imagined, maybe only tens of thousands of people? It doesn't look like more than 100,000. I don't know if it's a settlement in Jiuli or a defect of the projection type copy. I'm observing and will share the information with you in the evening! 】
【ok! 】【ok! 】
Perhaps the difficulty of the dungeon is too high, forcing the usually loose players to stop chatting and spanking. The entire communication channel has no other information except updates of various intelligences.
In this way, time passes by minute by minute.
At the same time, Xiong Xiang, who was also in the Great Wilderness area of the dungeon, was looking for the direction of the Jiuli tribe step by step.
But unfortunately, with only a few photos, without mini-map coordinates, and without daring to fly for observation, trying to find a tribe on a vast map like the wilderness was like looking for a needle in a haystack. He could only rely on basic The hexagram barely determines the general direction to ensure that he will not get lost, but as for the time level, there is nothing he can do.
"Hey, that person, what are you looking for alone?"
Just as he passed through the vast but dangerous plain into the woods of Bangshan Mountain, Xiong Xiang suddenly heard someone asking questions behind him.
He was struggling a little in his heart, but when he thought about the average level of the wild map, his original struggling thoughts completely died. He turned his head decisively and saw a small one sitting on the big rock.
The white and tender little man looks like someone’s doll, with a grassroot-like plant on his head.
Is this a ginseng doll?
Xiong Xiang, who had had a similar experience, quickly determined the opponent's heels, but when he saw the scarlet prompt displayed on the detection template on his retina, Xiong Xiang's originally relieved heart rose to his throat again.
No, he is a Yangshen player, a real land person, a high-end player who is close to the gods, but he still has a scarlet prompt when facing a ginseng doll with very few attack methods?
He now understood how outrageous the barbaric life level was.
The ginseng doll that everyone pursues in Kyushu can actually live a leisurely life in the wild and become an immortal? It's not the kind that just entered the threshold, otherwise the scarlet prompt of the game would not be triggered at all.
Just one punch from a ginseng doll would make him a weakling in his second place in the world.
Xiong Xiang complained silently in his heart, but a sincere smile appeared on his face:
"Well, I want to go to the nearest human tribe. Do you have any suggestions?"
Fortunately, it's a ginseng doll. This kind of pure plant spirit is generally trustworthy as long as you don't play the other person's mind.
The other party's eyes looked a little strange when he heard this:
"You seem to be thinking about something bad. But it doesn't matter. You are such a bad guy. No matter what ideas you have, it won't hurt me."
"But I have a bad opinion of you, so I can't answer your question for free. How about one for one? I answered you, and you have to answer my question."
"Okay!"
Being looked down upon by a plant elf, Xiong Xiang was helplessly silent for a moment, and then opened his mouth to ask: "I don't know much, but if you want to ask, I will try my best to give you the answer!"
"Yeah!"
The ginseng doll did not doubt that he was there, dangling its little feet, and said cheerfully: "If you are looking for a human tribe, you are going the wrong way. There is no human tribe here, only one Jiuli, but I don't think you can get by!"< br>
"Why? Um, sorry, my, it's your turn to ask!"
"You talk nonsense and don't understand the rules, but you're still polite!" Ginseng Doll commented arbitrarily on Xiong Xiang's self-esteem, and then said with a pair of gem-like emerald green eyes full of curiosity: "Can you tell me How did a human like you escape from the tribe? Magical power? "
"Can you teach me? I am willing to trade all my treasures with you!"
Xiong Xiang:?
No, how could you, a young, cute-looking gadget, use your cute mouth to say such vicious words?
Xiong Xiang, who was used to being hit hard and never gave up, couldn't help but want to turn on the air conditioner after facing such a direct inquiry about elixir supplies.
He is a little red-tempered.
"I am an orphan and have no tribe!"
Xiong Xiang, who had been silent for a long time and barely managed to control the temperature, spoke stiffly.
The ginseng doll opposite glanced at the root that was shaking slightly on top of its head, but not too much, and nodded slightly thoughtfully.
There are lies, but not too many, so the other party is really an orphan without a tribe?
Although it still doesn't understand why this human race with the bone age of an adult has not reached the basic level of human adulthood, and some of its dishes are outrageous, but it is a ginseng doll, not a lie detection machine, and it still understands a little bit of human sophistication.
In this way, it shook its head in disappointment, but still said kindly: "You can't even defeat me, let alone go to the heavily blocked Jiuli tribe. Otherwise, if you go further, no matter who you meet, you They all have to die there.”
"Turn around, little man, and go southeast. After passing thirty mountains, you should be able to see a human tribe. During this period, try to walk during the day and don't go out at night."
"Today, you can rest at my house overnight and start again tomorrow morning"
"Okay!"
Listening to the garbled words of the ginseng doll and the threats hidden in the other party's words, Xiong Xiang made a fortune with his left hand hidden in his sleeve. After confirming that the other party was not lying, Xiong Xiang decided to stop in the woods to rest.
But just when he set up the tent and prepared to cook himself a pot of dinner under the special light source, the ginseng doll, who was originally like a curious baby, suddenly changed his expression and dived underground without saying a word.
Then a shrill bird call suddenly came from a distance.
Immediately afterwards, the bursting fire rose from the distance and shot straight into the sky. The sudden increase in high temperature radiated thousands of miles away in an instant.
Before Xiong Xiang could recover from the frightening birdsong, the surrounding woods burst into flames, and the players' chat channels were also buzzing amidst the dense smoke.
Duan Xuan: [Brothers, you guessed it wrong, it’s not the Battle of Zhuolu, it’s a new background clip. I found that the young patriarch of Jiuli here is at least 80% similar to the one in our family. Maybe it’s because he doesn’t have long hair? 】
Duan Xuan: [It’s bad news, the young patriarch ran away on Lushu, the Jiuli tribe was in chaos, I]
Duan Xuan: [Damn, it’s really Di You who pinches you! Holy shit, the bone sculpture was directly killed by the girl in his arms. It’s too exaggerated·jpg No, it’s too spectacular, it’s too spectacular. Have you seen it? The real fire of Samadhi is overwhelming. Diyou alone faces hundreds of fierce gods Qian Qihu The tiger is like the wind, so awesome, one ax at a time, I can’t upload the video, but it’s so spectacular! 】
Feng Fen: [Unlucky guy, why did your name become black? 】【exist? 】【Xiong Xiang? Xiong Xiang? 】
(End of chapter)