The confused royal power cannot believe or believe everything he sees, but is just silent.

He wanted to believe that it was too difficult to come to the primitive era after he had just woken up.

There is no internet, no mobile phone, no food, let alone anything else.

You should know that people in the primitive era had difficulty surviving so much that their average life expectancy was extremely short, and war, disease and hunger were still plaguing them.

And these things are not even thought of on the royal power of the university campus!

What to eat? Although the cafeteria is not delicious enough, it can at least fatten people.

War? Our dynasty has been stable for many years, and the country and the people are peaceful and peaceful in the ages.

And disease? Every person lives to the age of seventy. Apart from serious illness, who is still worried about this?

But in the primitive era, everything was wild and ignorant, and life was difficult to live.

Only then will the royal family miss how good his era is.

There is nothing wrong with the cafeteria, it’s not too tiring to study, and the roommate’s feet don’t smell too bad.

Besides, there are so many good things that make your life full of glory, right?

The big man saw that Wang Quan did not speak, thinking that he was too injured to speak, or he was immersed in previous experiences and was unwilling to speak.

He patted Wang Quan on the shoulder and said, "Don't think too much, don't worry. With uncle here, you can recover from your injuries."

"He, food." The big man sighed and asked someone to leave.

The girl before walked out immediately and walked in with a few fruits and a piece of jerky.

In the room, only Wang Quan and the wolf were left.

Wang Quan stretched out his left hand and touched the big black wolf, and a sense of familiarity came.

"Big Hei." He shouted with a smile.

The wolf was very excited, shook his head and wagging his tail, his eyes full of dependence and trust.

This was raised by him, or it was raised by his predecessor.

If you can raise such a big wolf, your predecessor should have done well in the primitive era.

But the experience of his predecessor, as well as the strange He and others, made him wonder: What kind of disaster did his predecessor encounter? Will there be any trouble?

He was very concerned about these things, otherwise he wouldn't know how they died in the future.

Of course, the most important thing in front of you is to recover your injuries quickly.

Only a healthy body can survive better.

Fortunately, the little tree in that mysterious space has the desire to recover quickly from his injuries, so there is hope. Otherwise, whether he can survive is a question.

He endured the pain and touched a fruit. The fruit was strange, the size of a fist, and the surface was covered with fine velvet, which he had never seen before.

How to eat this thing? You won’t eat it to death, right?

Just when he was confused, He came again, with curiosity on his face.

She picked up the fruit and broke it apart, dug the flesh with a small piece of stone, and then fed him.

After eating a fruit, Wang Quan ate it for half a quarter of an hour, causing a mouthful of water stains.

The girl was curious and then asked, "Is your tribe really gone?"

Wang Quan frowned when he heard this, but the girl was a little stunned and continued:

"I heard that the mountain tribe and the Jiao tribe destroyed your mountain tribe, and many people were dead."

"You were chased and ran away, far away. But your head was still hit by a big bone stick."

As he said that, a terrifying expression appeared on He's face and said in fear: "Your brain has flowed out. My dad has collected your body for you, so I'm very sad."

Then he was surprised again, with a smile on his face: "You are alive again, dad is very happy."

...

Wang Quan could translate the words of the girl more and more familiarly, otherwise it would always sound very tangy, intermittent and not clear enough.

This girl is a little stupid, or simple, without many twists and turns, and I don’t know some things, but it is actually not suitable to say to her, the young clan leader who just died.

Yes, he is the young patriarch of the Yamabu, but unfortunately the Yamabu and his parents are gone.

Apart from a lot of trouble, the predecessor left nothing.

Oh, and this injury, and a cheap uncle - that big man.

This girl is still her cousin, she is just fourteen years old this year.

Ahem, I'm only fourteen years old, and I've developed so well.

In the next two days, Wang Quan was a little bored because he could only stay in the stone room, which made him very depressed.

He knew nothing about what it was outside.

After a deep sleep, Wang Quan came to the mysterious space.

In the space, the little tree grew ten centimeters taller, and its leaves were nearly fifty.

However, the spiritual liquid on the leaves is not available every day. It requires accumulation during the growth of the spiritual tree before it appears.

"You can collect spiritual liquid again."

Wang Quan was excited and began to suck the spiritual liquid on the leaves carefully and carefully.

With one drop, his body and mind were extremely comfortable, and all the cells seemed to be cheering and evolving in nourishment.

That feeling made him forget all the pain, as if he was in the clouds.

This taste is so intoxicating that I don’t even exchange it for ten girls.

After drinking the spiritual liquid, Wang Quan returned to reality.

He could feel that his broken bones were healing quickly, and his legs could barely walk around after these days of cultivation.

It will take some time for the injury to the chest and right arm. As for the brain, it is hard to say.

"He, find me a wooden stick." Wang Quan talked to the girl for the first time.

He was very happy. When he saw Wang Quan standing up with a wooden stick, he was even more unbelievable.

It is already a miracle for those who have all their brains to die. It is even more a miracle among miracles to be able to stand up in ten days.

With a cane, Wang Quan left the stone chamber for the first time.

The long caves are connected by stone chambers after stone, and the royal family can be seen that this is the result of many generations.

There are many murals painted on the walls, with original and rough paintings, but they are obviously very focused works and put in a lot of effort.

Tall and rough primitive people were chasing their prey, with sabre-toothed tigers with amazing fangs, huge and fierce long-haired elephants, and crocodiles with horns on their heads.

However, the brush is a bit exaggerated. According to the proportion of characters and prey, the beasts are all like hills.

"People from the primitive era love to brag!" Wang Quan smiled in his heart. No wonder this habit was passed on to later generations.

There are also many collected pictures in the murals, and all kinds of food patterns are portrayed on them.

The most solemn thing on the mural is the scene of the primitive man sacrifice. A tall figure like a tribal chief transformed into a ball of flames that burned everything, and finally threw it into a fire pit of several meters in diameter.

Wang Quan thought, would it bring great confusion to later archaeologists by drawing a few aliens or writing a few Chinese characters?

This naughty thought flashed through his mind.

There are still many primitive people living in the cave, who are equally strong and fierce, which is the basis for survival.

Wang Quan walked through the cave corridor that was dozens of meters long for a long time. The air here was filled with a strange smell of sweat, fishy smell, smelly smell and musty smell, which could kill people and make Wang Quan very painful.

On the way, he met many primitive people. Some of them were curious, some were sympathetic, and some were very unhappy. It seemed that the king owed them a few tons of jerky.

The big black at his feet was alert to them, which was very deterrent.

Wang Quan was lazy to pay attention to these things.

Finally, he walked out of the cave and stood on a flat ground at the entrance of the cave.

With a slight squinting, Wang Quan was still a little dazzling and could not see everything in front of him.

But the fresh air and the birds singing and flowers in his ears made him so intoxicated.

This feeling in the wild made him familiar and unfamiliar, and was the memory given to him by the childhood countryside, rather than the steel jungle in adulthood.

It is the intimacy in the bloodline and the instinct after the long life adapts to it.

When he opened his eyes, he saw the endless sky, the blue sky and white clouds were so magnificent.

Under the clouds, there are towering forests, mainly blue and green, mixed with colorful plants, which makes people so surprised.

They are so beautiful.

The sound of beast roars came, and the mountains and forests were shaking. Raptors were flying high in the sky, overlooking the earth.

This is the vast land of the primitive era.

I will survive in such a world in the future and live well!
To be continued...