The "strong arm" was woken up by a "ding-ding-dang" sound.

This is when chaos first began and Hongmeng began to reincarnate, the world was dark, volcanoes erupted everywhere, and black smoke filled the sky. While the earth was shaking, it also brought rich nutrients. The jungle grew freely, and birds and beasts galloped freely, and the "strong arm" was born, such as the spirit of all things that had initial wisdom and sociality, and the cave dwellers who ate raw meat and drank blood.

The "Strong Arm" is the leader of the twenty or thirty cavemen in this cave. As distant relatives of early humans, they are strong in shape, with their faces and shoulders developing horizontally, covered with long hairs all over their bodies, and their hands and feet are wrapped in developed muscles. Rather than being humans, they are more like gorillas standing upright.

The foreheads of the cavemen are tilted backwards, but the jaws protrude forward. While giving them a developed bite force, this skull structure also limits the development of their brain capacity and wisdom. Therefore, they have not yet learned to polish too exquisite tools, let alone learn to plant and livestock. They just create rough stone axes, wooden spears and bone sticks, chasing prey every day and collecting fruits.

Chasing prey requires abundant energy. If you are sleepy, you may be escaped by plump prey or forget to distinguish the footprints of beasts, resulting in unimaginable consequences. As the leader of the caveman, sleeping with "strong arms" is a major event that is critical to the entire race.

Therefore, when I was woken up before dawn that day, the "strong arms" accumulated a stomach full of anger and became more vigilant. The hair all over my body stood up like a chimpanzee, and the sound of "snoring" came from deep in my chest.

The other men in the cave, or male cavemen, were also awakened by the strange sound.

"Hairless", "One more", "Pig Claw", the men looked at each other, and then turned their turbid eyes to the leader, curled fingers and gestured to ask the "Strong Arm" what was going on?

The sound of "ding ding dong dong" actually came from the deepest part of the cave. At the end of the darkness, there was a faint light of fire!

This cave is warm, rugged and narrow, and is the best place for cave dwellers.

But the cave tilted downward, sinking deeper and deeper, but there was nothing at the end, which was not suitable for survival, and it was even more impossible for the "sacred wood" to be hit by lightning and ignited a raging fire.

These cavemen are still exploring the mystery of making fire, and have instinctive curiosity and awe of flames.

Although it was a faint fire, it was enough to stimulate the pupils of all cavemen and contracted to the size of a needle point.

The "strong arm" rubbed the sharp canine teeth, picked up the slightly polished stone axe, made a gesture, and crawled towards the end of the cave with the male caveman.

Soon, they saw a torch that was extremely exquisitely crafted and refined with pine cones, animal oil and bone rods, far beyond the times. It was ignited forever, almost without smoke, and emitted a very pleasant smell.

The flames stinged their eyes, causing their pores to contract, their muscles to stiffen, and their breathing difficulties. Even the strongest and bold leader, "strong arms", almost exclaimed and ran away with his head in his arms.

But what surprised them even more was the thin and small figure under the swaying flames.

"It's a 'corner'!"

"One more" with six fingers on his right hand, he danced and signaled to the "strong arms", eased each other's tension.

These early cavemen had no ability to master language. Their thick throats could only make strange roars, forming short syllables, and the flames with their teeth and claws closed their throats tightly, and they did not dare to make any sound.

Without saying "one more", you can recognize the "strong arm".

"Crooked Neck" is the thinnest caveman in this small cave.

If other cavemen are chimpanzees, the "strong arms" themselves are gorillas, and the "cornered neck" is simply a hairless monkey.

Such a thin caveman did not have the right to survive in the cruel prehistoric world.

But although he was thin, he ran very fast, and was good at polishing stone axes, making stone spears and all kinds of strange things. He often could smell the breath of beasts to prevent the entire hunting team from being wiped out, so his "strong arm" barely kept him.

In addition to being too thin, there is another problem that "cornered neck" is not a problem. Every night, he rarely sleeps, but likes to run outside, reach out to the wilderness where he can't see his fingers, tilt his neck, look up at the starry sky, look at the brilliant stars in the sky, fall into long-term thinking.

Outside the cave, under the darkness, is a world of beasts, sabre-toothed tigers, long-haired lions, and omnipresent wolves and giant ancient pigs. I don’t know how the crooked neck avoided the invasion of many beasts.

Fortunately, this early cave dweller tribe had not yet developed a primitive religion. Otherwise, aliens like "Crooked Neck" would definitely be regarded as "demons" by their tribe members and threw them under the cliffs to please the gods.

In fact, according to the naming rules of cave dwellers, "crucifixion" should be called "looking at the stars".

However, these poor brains of cavemen cannot understand the concept of heaven and earth, and do not know what exactly is flashing in the sky whenever the night sky comes. In their opinion, they are just meaningless little light spots.

Their short syllables and the arrangement of ten fingers cannot describe the unfathomable concept of "stars", so they have to call this thin and thin person "cornered neck" with their habitual movements.

All cavemen, including "strong arms", knew that "Crooked Neck" was an alien in the clan, but no one expected that "Crooked Neck" would be so strange that he did something under the reflection of the fire, which no one had seen, could not describe, and could not understand.

He is painting.

He first used a sharp stone spear to dig out rough lines on the limestone, then grind it with various ores and added water, and paint made of blood and oil. A primitive, simple, rough and full of life tension appeared in front of many cavemen.

In the dark and chaotic sea of ​​thinking of the caveman, there is no space where art, religion and imagination roam. As the leader, the "strong arms" should immediately stop the absurd actions of "crucifixed neck", but his throat and strong arms were grabbed by an invisible force, unable to roar or wave his arms, and could only stare blankly.

As he looked, a light of wisdom was like a clear spring water, as if it poured into the narrow ventricle of the "strong arm" from his fingers, making him vaguely understand the meaning of this mural.

"Crooked Neck" first drew many little people under the mural. These little people wielded stone axes and spears, as if chasing... Wild boars and bison, that is their daily life, which represents them!

Then, "Crooked Neck" painted many small dots above the mural, and there were still diffuse radiation lines around the dots, that is, things hanging high in the sky, the sun, the moon and the stars.

Finally, the "cornered neck" pulled out many dotted lines from the little man representing them, leading to the sun, moon and stars in the sky. At the end of the dotted line, many arrows were drawn.

What does this mean? Is it mean that those cave dwellers who have just transformed from mud spots can one day fly above the sun, moon and stars?

"Strong Arm" doesn't know.

He just felt that there were many new concepts, new vocabulary, new pictures and bizarre fantasies that kept pouring into the depths of his brain, or simply came out from the depths of his brain.

The sun, the moon, the stars, the world, the universe, the flying, exploration... He really wanted to find a new way of expression, tell all these concepts to the tribesmen, and then search with the tribesmen to find ways to fly to the sun.

The "strong arm" was flooded by this huge, deep, distant and endless world. Clear tears flowed from the corners of the turbid eyes. He stood there blankly, and the stone axe fell to the ground without realizing it.

His tribe members are "one more", "hairless", "pig claws"... all of them are the same.

The mural was completed by the "Crooked Neck" and the ten fingers were worn out. The last stroke was completely stained with blood.

He turned around and looked at his clan members who were dumb and thoughtful, grinned, smiling extremely brightly, purely, and peacefully.

While the tribe members were still in a trance and could not do so, they quietly sank into the shadows that the torch could not be illuminated, and stick to the wall of the cave, bypassed the tribe members and walked towards the entrance of the cave.

He tiptoed and walked very carefully, not wanting to wake up the woman and child who were still sleeping soundly.

"Crooked Neck" pushed open the rocks that blocked the hole, and then blocked the cave from outside. Then he took one step at a time and came to the wilderness of dawn.

The sun has not yet risen, but the horizon has already risen with red lights higher than the waves, outlining a steep, majestic, and thrilling ridge.

The river flows, and all things wake up. The roar of beasts and the chirping of birds gradually come from the distance, forming an ancient chorus.

"Crooked Neck" looked at everything reluctantly, took a deep breath, licked his saliva with curled hands, and for the last time, he carefully combed his hair.

Under the reflection of the morning glow, his hair was filled with red colors. In the depths of the red, there were faint golden light. It was clearly a weak monkey, but it exuded a breath that was so touching that the world could not hide.

Suddenly, he stopped combing and fumbled carefully, and twisted a flea from between his hair.

I wanted to pinch it to death, but after thinking about it, I curled up my fingers and bounced the fleas out, bounced into the wilderness of infinite possibilities.

The rock behind him that blocked the cave was pushed away again, and the "Strong Arm" and others rushed out.
Chapter completed!