Chapter 1197 The natives of the garbage mountain!
This is a strange world. There are very few plants on the surface and it looks extremely barren.
Except for the tornadoes and billowing smoke, this place seems to be unsuitable for the reproduction of any creature at all!
However, some scavenging birds still appear from time to time above the huge garbage dumps. They search every inch of the ground, hoping to find enough food.
“Ouch~”
A carrion bird suddenly discovered a human-shaped object lying in a garbage pile on the ground, which seemed to be dead.
It chirped excitedly, notified its other companions, and dived towards the food!
The strong desire to eat makes other scavenging birds follow closely behind, constantly making unpleasant noises from their mouths.
Although the humanoid object in front of it does not exude the pure smell of corruption, the smell of blood is extremely strong. Therefore, in the carrion bird's consciousness, even if the other party is still alive, it cannot survive at all. how long.
Sometimes when encountering a similar situation like this, and the scavenging birds are extremely hungry, the ferocious and cruel scavenging birds will even directly attack, tearing prey that is far larger than them into pieces, instead of Wait until the target is completely dead before taking action!
The group of scavenging birds that appeared today were the kind of birds that like to hunt dying targets. There were more than seventy birds in total, and they looked like a dark cloud when they landed.
"Plop la la..."
The carrion bird that landed first landed next to the prey, tilted its bare head, looked at it with blood-red eyes, and suddenly looked Come out and peck the prey's body hard.
“Ding!”
There seemed to be a faint sound of metal collision. A trace of pain flashed in the ferocious eyes of the carrion bird, and it quickly shrank its head and took a few steps back. Waving wings.
When it stopped, its head was shaking continuously, and cracks appeared on the beak, which was curved like a knife, and blood continued to seep out from the edge of the wound, as if it would fall off at any time.
Obviously, this carrion bird suffered a lot from the peck just now, and may even starve to death due to its broken beak!
At this moment, all the other scavenging birds have landed on the ground. They are surrounding the bloody prey on the ground, looking extremely restless.
Although the first companion to attack was injured, it did not scare the other scavenging birds at all. They approached carefully and kept tilting their heads to look at the prey to make sure that there was no reaction. Then, he suddenly launched an attack.
“Jingle, clang, clang!”
A series of metal collision sounds were heard, and the carrion birds felt that after touching the prey's body, they were immediately knocked back by a huge force, and heartbreaking pain also came from the beak.
The scavenging birds, which were in pain, flew backwards from the ground for a few steps, screaming in pain, and then suddenly rose into the sky.
The severe pain made the carrion bird decide that this seemingly dying prey was not easy to mess with, so the carrion bird, which is cunning and cautious by nature, decisively chose to fly away from this place to avoid further danger!
The other carrion birds seemed reluctant to see this, but their naturally cautious character still drove them to leave reluctantly.
This seemingly dying prey is actually quite dangerous!
After the disappointed group of scavenging birds left, the garbage mountain returned to calm, as if it was a dead, uninhabited land!
I don’t know how long this situation lasted, until a subtle sound suddenly came, and dozens of figures slowly appeared on a huge mountain of garbage in the distance.
These sudden figures range from tall to short, and are tightly wrapped in robes made of various materials. A pair of huge goggles on their helmets are extremely conspicuous, making people mistakenly think that they are some kind of long-haired figures. Creatures with huge eyes. After they emerged from the garbage pile, they stood on a high place and kept looking around, as if waiting for something.
Not long after, another group of similarly dressed natives appeared. They each occupied an area. They were all looking at each other warily, and the crude weapons in their hands were also Faintly pointing to each other.
"Buzz..."
A roar suddenly sounded from the sky, followed by several huge flying objects piercing the clouds and approaching the location of the garbage mountain.
Seeing this, the strangely dressed natives on the ground immediately turned their attention to these flying objects and used the surrounding garbage to hide themselves.
Under the gaze of countless eyes, those huge aircraft slowly flew over the garbage mountain, and then a massive amount of garbage fell from the sky and landed on the edge of the garbage mountain.
The ground made a loud noise, but in the blink of an eye, another huge mountain of garbage appeared, and an indescribable weird smell immediately filled the air.
Although they were separated by thick glasses, the greedy eyes of the natives when they looked at the garbage mountain could almost be revealed through the glasses!
After these aircraft slowly flew away from this place and gradually disappeared on the horizon, all the indigenous people suddenly jumped up from their hiding places and rushed towards the fresh and huge mountain of garbage as fast as possible. .
God knows where these natives were hiding before. At this time, they were like ants emerging from the ground. They quickly surrounded the garbage mountain and began to frantically rummage through the garbage, trying to find something to use. Items that continue to be used.
Sometimes, because of fighting for the same item, these weirdly dressed natives will fight and fight, or even fight!
At this time, those strong natives with weapons They seem to be acting as warriors, responsible for fighting and confronting competitors and safeguarding their interests.
Although the garbage mountain is huge, useful materials are extremely rare, and it is not an easy task to dig them out.
Fights for items occur from time to time, but they are not intense, because the most important thing right now is to search for available supplies as much as possible, and then leave here in the shortest possible time!
As for the reason for doing this, it is actually very simple, because these garbage do not belong to them!
"Hurry up, we only have one hour, bring as many useful items as possible, do you hear me?"
A man holding a huge machete stood on the mountain of garbage and said to He yelled at the busy figure in front of him, looking at the wilderness in the distance from time to time, with urgency in his eyes.
Time passed slowly, and when a black cloud slowly appeared in the distant sky, all the natives immediately stopped what they were doing, gathered together with their companions, and then fled quickly carrying the collected items.
In a certain area of the garbage mountain, a dozen indigenous people also ran as fast as they could, trying to avoid the black clouds. However, when they crossed a ravine, one of the indigenous people let out a startled sound. Call.
"Morris, what are you yelling about? If you don't leave here quickly, are you waiting for the destructive storm to tear you apart?"
The man holding a huge machete roared and looked at But he subconsciously looked in the direction pointed by his companion named Morris, and then a man covered in blood but unconscious and fell to the ground came into his sight.
Looking at the unconscious man's strange dress and the serious injuries all over his body, the strong man as the leader frowned and shook his head: "This guy's origin is unknown. He may be dead. Let's talk about destruction. The storm is coming, we must leave as soon as possible!”
"But Uncle Jim, I think this man is not dead and can probably be saved. How about we take him back?"
When Morris said this, he rushed towards the unconscious man with his pocket on his back. The man, Uncle Jim stamped his feet angrily when he saw this, and rushed forward quickly, fearing that this rash guy would be hurt.
"Uncle Jim, he is still alive, shall we rescue him?"
With a hint of excitement in his tone, Morris shouted to Uncle Jim who looked helpless.
Thanks to: "The Master of Xiaoyao Pavilion" for the reward, and thank you book friends for your support!
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