The smile was released in Su Hao's eyes.

This is of course largely because of Veratura's attitude. It should be the most noble existence in the village below Yasen. If you kill the unruly Yasen as an example, the attitude of other people will naturally become obedient.

What's more, Su Hao did not order a large-scale plunder in Moli Zhaka's village, nor did he kill people randomly. For a group of mysterious outsiders, since there was no blood feud or hatred between them, his anger would soon turn into curiosity.

In this regard, other "worker bees" do a good job. Their pockets are filled with chocolate and milk candy brought from the earth. The powerful gravity obviously has no effect on the candy taste. When distributed to children in the village, the other party always seems curious and surprised. For the feeling of "sweet", they are likely to have only the only source of wild honey. Especially in the eyes of other adult villagers, candy seems to be more and more precious.

Yes, only humans will produce similar taste, and only humans will think that "sweet" things are very delicious. This is the basis of taste formed during biological evolution and cannot be changed.

It is precisely because of this that Su Hao changed his attitude towards Veratura.

The old man picked up a dry branch for firewood, broke it with his rough big hands, stuffed it into the furnace, and asked seriously: "Dear guest, what do you want to know from me?"

Su Hao's eyes were clear, and the tone of his answer was unquestionable: "Everything, the more detailed the better."

Veratura is already two hundred and seven years old.

Don't doubt that this is true. Maybe it's because the planet's natural environment is special, or maybe it's because the air and food contain some long-lived substances. In short, the lifespan of people here is very long, most of them are around 300 to 350 years old.

The time and calendar here are very similar to the earth, and there are also fixed agricultural planting and harvesting times. Four hundred and twelve days a year, more than thirty hours a day, the world outside the village has mountains, water, plains and lakes, and in the farther north, there are even seas.

Veratura has never left the mountain range at his feet. It is too big and the terrain is very complex. The mountains are full of terrible and crazy mutants, and everything they are active is their food, even ants on the ground and mosquitoes and flies in the sky. Of course, this is an analogy to the earth's creatures.

The 207-year-old Villatura is a legend in the village of Molizaka. It is not that it has strong abilities, but that its age makes people admire it.

The other elderly people in the village are at most about seventy years old. Compared with Veratura, they are dolls with no hair in their hair.

Wrinkles represent the age of human aging. The wrinkles of a seventy-year-old man are obviously not as deep as those of a hundred years old. Black and brown spots appear on the surface of his skin at the age of a hundred and twenty. By 150, the skin will become darker and darker, and wrinkles will disturb each other. It is really appropriate to use the word "chrysanthemum" to describe Veratura's current state. It is estimated that in a few decades, Veratura's eyes will completely disappear under the squeeze of wrinkles. You can only use your hands to push the covering away to see the scene outside.

In addition to those that Su Hao had just seen, Veratura also has fifteen sons and seventeen daughters. They are the products of Veratura having children with more than 30 other women in the past two hundred years. Of course, all statements such as "love crystallization" are nonsense. Here, except for respected elders and warriors who are proficient in combat skills, only two types of people will be respected and valued. That is, a strong man with a super-sized younger brother, a very large ammunition firing, a very high viscosity, and a special body. Anyone who touches a little bit of "Jingye" will cause pregnant high-yield women.

The customs of Molizhaka Village are basically a microcosm of this world. The marriage of husband and wife here is entirely determined by the priests and parents of both parties. What kind of hell is a bullshit love. If the woman who comes into the door cannot become a mother, or the man who takes her daughter away cannot make her belly bigger, then she (he) is an unqualified waste. Whenever this happens, the parents of both parties will ask priests such as Villatura to come forward and make a judgment on the poor couple.

Like the earth, "introduction" is also one of the common words in Molizhaka Village. Whether a man or a woman, he or she either disbands the family separately on the spot, or accepts the opinions of his or her parents and priests, and introduces a man or a woman to help him or her sow. And his or her original male (female) also requires others to combine. In this way, a family that originally had only two people became huge. It may be any number of pairings of men and women, or it may be just right that there are only two pairs of men and women. The only benefit of this practice is that the fertility rate increases rapidly in a short period of time, and the population quickly reaches a shocking number.

There is a fertile plain outside Molizaka Village, next to it is a river full of water. The almost natural granary allows the villagers here to get enough harvest without having to work hard to cultivate. However, good things are often accompanied by bad things. Various mutant creatures that describe terrifyingly appear in the mountains on the front of the village. They have no interest in the tok corn planted in the fields, nor do they regard sok tubers as snacks. The recipes of these guys are single and terrifying. They like to eat people, regardless of age or age, or their surnames.

Many of the children of Veratura and a large number of members of the village were killed by the mutants in the battles. The bodies of the dead were dragged away, and no one knew where they ended up going?

The village was broken and this happened more than once. Fortunately, the people in Molizhaka Village were very united, and there were many powerful warriors like Yasen. They could defeat the attacks of the mutants every time and restore peace to the village.

But now, Yasen is dead. Just because it roars at Su Hao, it questioned Su Hao's identity.

"I've never seen a strong warrior like you, really."

Veratura said calmly: "The Lord God's paraphrase is right. There is indeed a brave and fearless strong man coming out of the dark passage. However, you obviously did not come to protect us, but for some other purpose. Is that true?"

Su Hao didn't say anything. He stood up and looked at the simple shack.

Wood and reed poles are heavily used building materials. A large tract of plants similar to palm leaves serves as a roof, with sun-dried clay filling gaps between the walls, and a large amount of dead grass mixed in the mud to increase the curing strength.

The living environment here is worse than the slums in big cities, and it is even worse than that of the poor and backward African indigenous peoples.

The meat cubes in the soup pot have been cooked and emit a strong aroma. In terms of food remediation, Veratura's wife and daughter are very good at it. The added special seasonings release the aroma of the meat cubes in large quantities, and even Su Hao feels that his index finger is very shaking.

Suddenly, his eyes fell on a white cow skull in the corner of the wall.

It was indeed a cow. Its face was narrow and long, with the horns at both ends bent, and the length was estimated to be about three meters. Holding it in your hand, it felt a heavy feeling of falling.

Su Hao shook the skull of the cattle man in his hand towards Veratura and asked, "What do you call this kind of thing?"

The syllables emitted from Veratura's mouth are similar to "Great Man". Or, it should be said, have a similar pronunciation.

Su Hao held the huge skull in his hand and looked back and forth. The large skull means that the killed bull man is extremely strong. Although such an opponent cannot pose a threat to the evolved man, after experiencing the previous battle, Su Hao has already understood the difference in strength between the mutant and the villagers of Molizaka. To put it bluntly, if the number of mutant people attacking the village is a little more, the only consequence of the entire village is to be completely extinct o.

"This should be your collection. This guy is really big. It must have been difficult when you killed it, right?"

Su Hao was amazed and asked. He noticed that when he said the last sentence, the smile on Veratura's face disappeared. Instead, it was a thick sorrow, and tears even oozed out of his turbid eyes.

"It is "Usousa". In our words, it means the king of cows. You know, these monsters have different ethnic groups and species, and naturally there are legends about the king of different monsters. No one has seen what Usousa looks like? But when it rushed into the village, each of us knew that it was Usousa. It killed my six sons, and we paid hundreds of young people to cut off its head. Usousa's death shocked other monsters. They did not even come to collect and take away all the corpses of the murdered, and left in a panic with the dead people scattered outside the village and the captured living people."

"leave?"

Su Hao couldn't help but frown: "Where are they going?"

"Of course it's back to their own nest."

Veratura was obviously surprised by Su Hao's question: "Usousa likes to eat people the most, and its subordinates are no exception. They eat almost all the food they can eat on this mountain. What else can they eat besides us?"

Su Hao stared at Veratola for a long time and asked in an extremely strange voice: "Are you sure you didn't lie? Although your lies will not pose a threat to me as a real last name, I don't like others to be full of lies. Don't say I didn't remind you, you'd better think clearly before you talk, I won't give others a second chance."

"lie?"

Veratura was confused about Su Hao's words, but felt the threat she had previously called. It quickly adjusted its attitude and defended with a more humble expression: "I'm sorry, I really don't understand what you mean. But every word I said from my mouth is true."

Su Hao's face became even colder: "You just told me that all the food on the mountain outside was eaten by Usousa?"

Veratura's forehead was sweating coldly and he kept nodding: "Yes, that's it."

Su Hao snorted coldly: "How do you know that those monsters have eaten up everything? Did you see it with your own eyes? This mountain range is very large. Don't impose your own subjective consciousness on others. Otherwise, I will..."

"Please wait!"

Veratura suddenly interrupted Su Hao's words. It kept licking his dry lips with his tongue, thinking about what method should be used to express his intentions. After hesitating for a few seconds, he finally hesitated and said, "Your Excellency, we, we have not captured a decent prey for a long time."

Su Hao did not question Vilatola's words, but just listened quietly to the old man's remarks.

After the first battle to arrive in this world, Su Hao once walked around inside and outside Molizhaka Village. He did not find any livestock, poultry, cattle, sheep, chickens, ducks, etc., perhaps they would not survive in this world, but might appear in other ways. For example: domestic animals similar to cattle and sheep? Or, hens with four legs that can come and go freely in the air?

There is indeed no livestock. The villagers of Molizha Village can only rely on farming to obtain food. However, these poor giants never refuse to eat anything they can eat, and through practical actions, they extended the word "food" to an extremely wide range.

Tok is a species with an appearance that is extremely similar to corn. From the hardest skin to the rough core inside, they will be ground into powder by the villagers of Molizaka. The principle is similar to the rod surface of the Hunger Age on Earth.

In the ditch outside the village, there is a snake full of black and odor. Of course, it at least looks like a snake, maybe a loach, or a certain aquatic species similar to it. The dirtier and wet it is, the more slippery things are. Generally, it is about 30 centimeters long and the thickness of two fingers. The villagers of Moli Zhaka are very fond of this kind called "Gukaka". Once they find it, they fight each other, even the children.

Zi is no exception. When he first saw that chaotic scene, Su Hao thought that "Gukaka" was harmless to people, but later he saw a head that was torn and broken during the snatch. The thing looked like a snake on the earth, with dozens of sharp teeth covered in his mouth. When his fingers touched it gently, he felt very sharp and thorny. When the villagers saw Su Hao's movements, they advised him to be careful. Because "Gukaka" is highly poisonous and is enough to be fatal.

Mosquitoes and flies are also foods from the villagers. Near the river outside the village, there are a lot of feces and rotten plants. The hot weather has caused these garbage to ferment quickly, attracting a large number of mosquitoes and flies. The dense number makes people feel numb to the scalp, and the terrifying degree is no less than that of disaster films in peacetime. However, these terrible insects, as dense as tides, are also one of the food sources of Molizaka Village.

The work of collecting mosquitoes and flies is usually done by children. They hold two round rattan plaques similar to large palm-leaf fan on the earth, and the surface is coated with a layer of off-white pulp made of toka flour and some kind of plant stem juice. This thing is very sticky, and the mosquitoes and flies flying in the air cannot break free once they are touched. The children wear masks made of fine linen cloth, wrap the cuffs and legs of their clothes tightly, and happily rush into the mosquitoes and flies, dancing back and forth in the air. Although the size of mosquitoes and flies is slightly larger than that of similar creatures on the earth, they cannot escape the fate of being stuck after hitting in the air. In this way, the number of mosquitoes and flies stuck on the vine plaques is increasing, and they can quickly fill a dense layer of three to four centimeters thick.

The children took the vine plaque home, and the housewife threw the vine plaque into a boiling pot of water to burn the mosquitoes and flies to death, which was easy to clean the vine plaque. Then they picked up the mosquitoes and flies floating in the pot with claws, squeezed the water dry, sprinkled with salt, mixed with a small handful of tok flour, kneaded into the shape of a pancake, baked it slowly and roasted it slightly in the oil pan.

The villagers of Molizaka are very fond of this insect oil cake. In addition, steamed slugs, cold snails, grilled earthworms, ants rice balls, raw chewing spider legs, etc. are also included in the villagers' regular recipes. Of course, the above insects must be different from the species on earth. They are much larger in size, have thicker bristles on the surface, and are sharper in the claws. Most of them have poisonous surnames and more aggressive surnames. However, in front of a group of hungry ghosts, all dangers are ignored, and madmen are indeed able to survive in this world better than wise men.

Doctors in the "worker bees" group have tested these terrible foods. Although they are rich in protein, there are also astonishingly dirty bacteria. Taking the mosquito and fly pancakes mentioned earlier as an example, the stomach and intestines of ordinary people on earth cannot be absorbed. While eating that thing means that a series of terrible diseases such as dysentery, enteritis, malaria, and cholera are followed one after another. Even if they are sent to the hospital for full rescue efforts, they are always left with half of their life. What’s even more terrifying is that a large number of insect eggs have been spread in the patient’s body, and they may hatch at any time and feed on the freshest flesh and blood.

Strengthening a person's physiological immune system is much better than that of ordinary people. This is also the real reason why the villagers of Moli Zhaka dare to use mosquitoes as food. The "worker bee" doctor who was responsible for testing food tasted some novel foods here and thought they tasted good. He suggested that everyone try it. Su Hao just glanced at the large garbage pile in the distance that was odor of shit and urine, and was covered by countless mosquitoes and flies, and shook his head and turned away.

Veratora's words "I haven't captured decent prey for a long time" made Su Hao reminded him of what he already knew.

"I am the oldest person in Molizhaka Village. No one knows more than me here except me."

Veratura seemed to see through the questions in Su Hao's mind and said slowly: "From the time I can remember, the road to the outside has been closed. This closure does not come from external forces, but we are unwilling to leave ourselves. We do not have enough food and the quantity is getting smaller and smaller. Even if everyone leaves this village, they can't go much far."

Su Hao understood this somewhat: "Will those mutant monsters attack you on the road?"

Veratura nodded for granted: "Over 130 years ago, the scattered deer could be seen occasionally in this mountain. More than 80 years ago, the bald warttoe disappeared. Thirty-two years ago, I stood on the wooden wall for the last time and saw a red-tailed grouse in the distance. Now, I am almost forgetting what they look like."
Chapter completed!