Xu Zhi returned to the house, entered the kitchen, and started boiling water. He was thirsty and wanted to drink a cup of tea.
The fire of civilization has been shed.
This hairy insect ape, whose body shape is more like that of a Western human race, was named Gilgamesh, the mythical Western king. You can see Xu Zhi's high hopes for him.
Even in the previous test-tube stage of species such as insect apes, they could not accommodate the second gene - the termite gene, so Xu Zhi also handed it over to him, which shows that the expectations are very high.
Whether he can truly rise depends on him.
Next, Xu Zhi acted very contented, sitting at the door of the house with his legs crossed, looking at the various scenes in the yard, "I have cleared a hundred acres of land to build a sand table, but there are still more than ten acres of scraps left next to it.
Why don’t you also clean up the weeds?”
Xu Zhi thought about it and just did it, although he didn't think clearly about what to do with the remaining land.
Boom, boom, boom!
After a while, there was a knock on the door.
Xu Zhi was shirtless, put down the hoe and opened the door. Outside the door was Chen Xi, carrying a pile of food and looking at him. She looked wildly into the yard, very curious, "Huh? Are you plowing the land?"
"Yes, practice your hands and exercise your body." Xu Zhi picked up a towel and wiped her sweat. She couldn't see everything in the sandbox, she just thought she was plowing the land.
"Shocked!! I didn't expect that a top student from a foreign company would quit his high-paying job with an annual salary of more than 100,000 yuan, become terminally ill, and go home to farm."
Chen Xi scratched his head and looked at Xu Zhi's golden-proportioned upper body and sharp muscle outlines. His old face turned red and he silently cursed that he must have finished editing the picture, "Brother Xu Zhi, the food is just here!"
Well, do you want to help? I also help my mother plant rice at home. Your orchard has been abandoned for a long time. Your orchard covers more than 100 acres, right? You are really a wealthy family. You can't do it alone now!"
"Need not."
Xu Zhi said with a smile: "I have no choice. The yard is big, so I will just open up a piece of land and plant some interesting seeds. Maybe I can bloom flowers that are so beautiful that people will be amazed."
"——Oh." Chen Xi breathed out curiously, patted his chest and promised, "Then you farm well! Tell me what you want to eat! Your Aunt Li and I will cook it for you!"
Then he jumped away and ran away.
Finally, she secretly added, giving Xu Zhi a critical blow, "I was so sluggish before, but suddenly my face turned red and my hair grew out. I must have regained my health... I don't think I can survive for a few days."
, I have to take good care of you before I die."
uh-huh??
Will I die if my hair grows?
"Damn it, do you think this meal is my last supper? This girl is so insulting. I am only in the middle stage of gastric cancer." Xu Zhi huffed, stared at the girl, and opened the lunch box.
Inside is a carefully prepared little lunch box.
The fried meat with poached eggs, carrots and green grass is very down-to-earth. If you swallow it in one big gulp, your whole mouth will feel full of fragrance and it will be very refreshing.
Taste of hometown!
tasty!
So delicious!
"This girl's skills are really good. Maybe I am already a dead person, so she should take good care of a dying cancer patient like me and come here every day to bring me delicious food..."
Cancer requires attention to diet, especially gastric cancer. He felt so good eating such delicious and nutritious food that he collapsed on the deck chair in the yard and didn't want to move.
After a while, I started doing some chores and cleaning up some parts of the orchard.
After doing farm work in the yard, he was covered in mud, so he started washing clothes, wrung out the water, and hung clothes and underwear on the rope in the yard. "By the way, when will I go to the city to do some work?"
There’s a washing machine.”
........
The next day, Chen Xi, a round-faced girl, was addicted to delivering lunch boxes.
But in the face of her compassionate behavior towards the terminally ill patient, Xu Zhi did not refuse anyone who came.
Staying at home and plowing the fields, and having people deliver delicious food, and taking care of himself, a terminally ill patient who is dying, makes him feel that the world is full of love. Is there any more nourishing farming and pastoral life than this?
there is none left.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, you can leisurely see Nanshan Mountain.
Plowing the fields, cultivating the land, living an extremely leisurely and simple life on the farm, he already had a vague idea of a seclusion.
This short day was very short for Xu Zhi, three meals and one sleep, but it took a long time for Shatan, a long hundred years had passed, and the average life span was forty or fifty years.
For the insect apes, they have passed two generations of reproduction.
Now, after two generations, that young insect ape has passed over the torch of civilization. Has he died of old age?
Not really.
He gave Xu Zhi a big surprise.
Xu Zhi clearly recorded the progress of their civilization.
In the ten years after Xu Zhi left, Gilgamesh led the insect apes and continued to flee.
He was amazed that there was such a magical fire in the world. The flame could cook food, drive away giant beasts at night, and provide warmth and maintain body temperature in the cold night.
The use of flame represents the origin of civilization.
The Sword of Damocles that was left behind was an invincible weapon in this primitive giant forest. Gilgamesh used the sharpness of the weapon to kill countless Dora beasts that resembled the wretched Oviraptor.
People were struggling to survive and began to resist.
In the second decade.
Gilgamesh left his youth behind and entered his thirties.
He became majestic and tall, led the tribe, became the most powerful hunter of the Insect Ape clan, and was called the Hero King by the people of the tribe.
He even used fire to burn the land to make it fertile, and began to cultivate and carry out a simple farming life.
He was arrogant, arrogant, and self-centered. The giant beast of wisdom handed over the three treasures of civilization into his hands. He clearly understood that civilization is the inheritance of knowledge and history, so he boldly created cuneiform writing and innovative language to record the history of the race.
He believed that he was the first intelligent species to open up a civilized world. He recorded the history of his creation of civilization in books, praised it, and named it "Genesis" without shame.
He is arrogant, tyrannical and has a very charming personality.
He had one hundred and thirty-one beautiful wives in the tribe, who gave birth to his offspring, most of whom were strong and powerful, inheriting his burliness and wisdom.
However, while the insect ape has a lifespan of thirty or forty years, Gilgamesh is already in his thirties at this time.
This hero has reached the end of his race. He has ushered in his old age. At that time, the rough and heroic King of Heroes who wielded the Sword of Damocles had already reached the end of his lifespan.
In the tree house made of trees, the fire in the fireplace is burning brightly, emitting heat waves.
"That is the flame of civilization given to me by the giant beast of wisdom. It is so beautiful and rotten, like jumping flaming red stamens."
Gilgamesh was sitting calmly on a giant chair woven with the fur of the giant beast of Allah, looking at the flames with deep and distant eyes. His entire tall and tall body had become old and slow. He turned his head and looked at the giant beasts hanging on the wall.
head.
The corpses and skulls of various giant beasts were ferocious, unyielding, powerful, and shocking. These once arrogant savage beasts had all been conquered by him one by one.
The entire wall seems to record his glorious life of conquest.
His life has been glorious enough and decadent enough.
He fulfilled his youthful dream.
He is satisfied.
"The next tribe leader has been identified as my son, Aga of Kish. His ability is no less than mine. He can lead the entire tribe to fight against the giant beasts and continue its glory."
Gilgamesh clearly felt that his life was gradually coming to an end. Death was inevitable for living things. He had almost accepted his fate. He silently took out the blood of strength from that year and sighed: "There is no need to worry about anything anymore. The wise beast said,
Only the bravest warriors in the world can take it. If you cannot survive death, you will have unparalleled power if you survive."
"Am I the bravest warrior in the world?"
"Just let me take a look!!" He was so late, his cloudy eyes were slightly startled, and he recalled the glorious years of his life in a daze, suddenly shed tears, silently pierced his arm, and poured strength into his wound.
of blood.
pain!
Extremely painful!!!!
Gilgamesh struggled.
The old hero fell to the ground. He had experienced countless battles in his body, but he had never been so painfully rolling and gasping for breath.
Finally, he survived death and stood up. The thick black hair on his body gradually receded, revealing his strong abdominal muscles. The dense black hair on his face faded away, revealing a perfect face like a god.
He was no longer gray and black, and his whole body turned into a snow-white haired insect-ape Homo sapiens.
The skin is delicate and crystal clear, as clear as termites, like a snow giant walking out of a blizzard, and the muscles have golden proportions like Greek sculptures, with a strong impact of streamlined beauty.
"This power is..."
The burly young man with snow-white hair stood up slowly, "The blood of power, what a great power it is."
Click.
He squeezed the armrest of the solid skeleton slightly, and it shattered instantly.
At this time, in the tribe, Gilgamesh's son Aga of Kish was standing on a high place. He raised the Sword of Damocles high and announced his succession as the next generation leader.
Aga of Kish is a wise and powerful man with both talents and moral character. Compared with his violent and arrogant father, he is more like a qualified and kind leader. Gilgamesh also knows this, so when he is old, he is willing to
The position was given to him, and he was unwilling to destroy the tribal civilization that he led his people to create.
But now, it's different...
It's completely different.
The very kind and beloved Aga of Kish, even though he had enough respect for his father, never thought of taking his position, and Gilgamesh was not allowed to have any hidden dangers.
"I'm back, leader, and it's still mine."
On this day, blood was spilled and wailing sounds rang out among the Sumerian tribes. The hero king Gilgamesh killed his son, regained his position as leader, and lived out his second life.
