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In this way, Zhang Jinguang returned to the Wange tribe and integrated into the life of the goblins again. He even became an important member of them.
These little monsters have simple and direct thoughts, but they can be considered a wise group compared to other jungle creatures. Those behemoths and animals as ferocious as cat monsters often confront themselves directly in order to fill their bellies.
Target, carry out bloody attacks and obtain the food necessary for survival.
Zhang Jinguang lived a free life in this simple and seemingly bloody jungle. Especially with the love of the goblins, he lived a simple and respectful life. Let him escape from the life of the goblins.
He discovered that this jungle was so beautiful that he felt that he was born for this jungle.
Therefore, he is happy!
He saw admiration in the eyes of the goblins, and saw the emotion of dependence of a group of creatures. Indeed, the goblins of the Wange tribe regard Zhang Jinguang as the patron saint of the entire tribe. Even the goblins from other tribes
Brin also treated him as a patron saint.
In this late autumn season, Goblins are unusually busy. They go out early and come back late endlessly, which brings immeasurable danger to their lives and safety. But in order to survive this winter safely, they must
Go farther into the jungle to hunt more food, store it, and wait for consumption in winter.
This year's late autumn operation has made the goblins of the Wange tribe more and more courageous to hunt for food. They have the courage to go to many places that they did not dare to go before. Therefore, the harvest is naturally greater.
However, with such a huge harvest this year, it is surprising that the goblin damage in the Wango tribe is the smallest ever.
Obviously, Zhang Jinguang played a key role.
In this primitive life in the jungle, all kinds of creatures follow the most primitive food chain. Therefore, those animals above the goblin food chain often attack and hunt when the goblins are out in large numbers!
Therefore, the death and injury of Goblins is inevitable and is the natural law of the jungle. However, due to the arrival of Zhang Jinguang, this natural law seems to be changing. Especially the Goblins of the Wange tribe are stronger than them every time they encounter them.
If there are enemies, Zhang Jinguang will often save them from danger and minimize casualties.
As a result, Zhang Jinguang's image left a deep impression on the goblin enemies. This impression gradually spread throughout the jungle, allowing animals that had never seen Zhang Jinguang to hear about it. Especially those who were responsible for teaching the next generation
The female animals with knowledge used their body parts and words that only they could understand over and over again to warn their children that the best way to see Zhang Jinguang is to run away as fast as possible.
Zhang Jinguang seems to have adapted to this simple life and to the life of challenging jungle beasts and monsters. From this, he also found that every challenge he took was not really for the survival of the goblins, but was forced to do so.
.But every time he was forced to do so, his skills increased. It seemed that dueling with these beasts and monsters was a form of martial arts practice.
Indeed, Zhang Jinguang did not neglect his martial arts practice when he was in the Wangge tribe. His telepathy index has now reached .2, and the "Detailed Explanation of the Mind and Breath Heart Sutra" has been trained by Zhang Jinguang to above the fifth level of martial arts. This is a very impressive improvement. I think back then
, in Zhang Jinguang's previous life, even Xi Qinzi, the 29th generation descendant of the Quanzhen Longmen Sect of Taoism, the master of Longmen Quan, could only reach the fourth level of skill.
With his current skills, he actually surpassed his master when he was a special forces soldier in his previous life. This achievement must be attributed to the thousand-year-old Taoist who comes from the same Taoism. If he hadn't entered the secret cave, or if the thousand-year-old Taoist hadn't turned into a small piece of
The crystal was embedded in his forehead and fused with him. If he hadn't obtained the "Detailed Explanation of the Mind and Breathing Heart Sutra" which is the essence of the thousand-year-old Taoist collection of peerless martial arts, how could his progress have been so rapid?
What's more, when he traveled through time, he still had the body tissue of a zombie.
What surprised Zhang Jinguang even more was that ever since the tree spirit's tentacles slapped his body, he would experience itching all over his body from time to time. This kind of itching pain was not intense and was vaguely lurking in his consciousness.
In addition, the most obvious change was that his food intake gradually increased, and often the food of several goblins was not enough for him to consume in one meal.
Fortunately, every time Zhang Jinguang went out with the goblins and had a duel with the beasts and monsters that wanted to hunt the goblins, he would always win. So these beasts and monsters naturally became his meal, thus avoiding conflicts with his brother.
The danger of Brynn snatching food did not put the pressure on the goblins to suffer from a sharp depletion of food.
As his food intake increased, he also noticed that his body was undergoing subtle changes. He felt that the muscles in his body were beginning to expand. Like a teenager who was about to become an adult, the dead muscles began to become active, gradually softening his skin and losing weight.
It also increased accordingly.
He actually discovered that light hairs were growing in the pores of his skin, as if he could see the soil under the hairs that allowed them to survive, and saw countless living muscle tissues growing and spreading throughout his body.
This was the greatest joy he got in the jungle of another world! This joy gave him hope of transforming into a zombie!
The winter in the jungle came quietly while the goblins were busy. Zhang Jinguang truly felt that the coming of winter in the jungle started with a snowfall.
It was a very ordinary morning, and Zhang Jinguang was still living in his small thatched house. This thatched house looked very simple and rough, but before Zhang Jinguang showed up, the goblins could only
They lived in damp and dark dead tree holes. Later, under the guidance of Zhang Jinguang, the goblins also built lower thatched houses, allowing them to move from the dead tree holes to even shorter thatched houses. In this way
, such a building forms a beautiful landscape among the dense jungle.
When a ray of light and a ray of cold wind came in through the closed window and the gap in the stone wall, Zhang Jinguang, who was lying on the bed, felt that the day in the jungle had begun again. He slowly opened his eyes, only to find that
The outside world was so quiet, and although the light indoors was extremely dim, based on his intuition, he thought it was already broad daylight.
He took a long breath out of habit to expel the exhaust gas generated throughout the night. When he opened the simple wooden door, he was stunned by the sight before him.
"Where have the Goblins' thatched houses gone? Where are the woods..." Zhang Jinguang muttered to himself with his eyes widened, "Wow... hiss! This, this... this..."
Zhang Jinguang moved his lips and was so excited that he couldn't speak. He saw a vast expanse of white and snow in front of him. Everything was covered, as if the entire jungle was covered with a thick white cotton coat. He simply couldn't believe it.
In just one night, it turned out like this.
When he saw the scene in front of him, it was as if he recalled from the depths of his past life that this must be snow. As he grew up in the south in his past life, he had never personally experienced snowy fields. Therefore, when he opened the wooden door early this morning, he was surprised by the snow in front of him.
The scenery was astonishing.
The snow has stopped, and the winter sun rises lazily. The sunlight shines on the snowy fields, reflecting the magnificent light, and immediately transforms the entire snow scene into a palace-like scene with bright lights, sacred and elegant.
Zhang Jinguang's heart began to surge, and beautiful and picturesque moods rose and fell in his heart. As a zombie, this was the first time for him to have such emotions. Many life experiences and feelings began to fill up deep in the zombie's heart. He couldn't help but walk out excitedly.
Starting from the snow beside the eaves, he tentatively stepped on the door. His footprints soon appeared. They were the same pair of knight leather shoes he was still wearing after he had just crossed over. Although they were in dilapidated condition, the toes of
The toes have been exposed, but in the depths of the jungle, having a pair of shoes like this is equivalent to a very clear distinction between high and low levels with other species.
Of course, it is obvious that animals with shoes are definitely advanced.
The white snowy field was a bit dazzling. Zhang Jinguang could still see clearly on the endless snow. He could not see the shadow of any animal, not even the traces left by certain animals. However, he found that he
But his footprints were left deep in the snowy wilderness.
While he was leaving deep footprints, there was a "thump, thump, thump" sound under his feet, which made him even more excited. So he quickened his pace, and the sound under his feet also sped up, as if someone was coming.
As he urged him, there was suddenly someone in his heart, and he naturally felt a lot more lively. He couldn't help but speed up his steps, almost to the speed of a trot, and the sound of snow under his feet became cheerful, making Zhang Jinguang's whole body and mind feel much happier.
He was running on the snow like a child. No! His state of mind at this time was that of a child. Because the memory of his previous life became blurred when he traveled through the alien continent, he actually felt many things
and knowledge had to be reacquired from his zombie experience.
"Poof!" Zhang Jinguang staggered and fell on the snow for some unknown reason.
"Haha...ah!" He felt so beautiful, looking up at the sky and embracing the earth! He excitedly grabbed a handful of snow and fed it into his mouth. The air-conditioning suddenly melted in his mouth, "Ahh!" let him say
Unexplainable feelings welled up in my heart.
He rolled on the spot and his cat demon fur coat was covered with snowflakes.
"Whoa!"
A subtle sound came, and Zhang Jinguang thought that the lively goblins had finally gone out to play in the snow. So, he quickly stood up and looked at the Wange tribe behind him. At this time, he had left Wangge unknowingly.
The tribe was far away. However, from a distance, not even a single Goblin could be seen. The entire Wange tribe was silent in the snowy wilderness, as if the entire tribe and their habitat had entered a state of hibernation.
"Woo...wow!"
The sound came again, low and sad, distant and strong, the indescribable feeling, creepy, but also very sad and moving! Zhang Jinguang was confused, so much so that he couldn't tell where the sound came from.
It came and where did it disappear?
Not to mention, does this sound represent a curse or a blessing?