In the year 2048, following the fall of a meteorite to Earth, an unknown gas was emitted. Subsequently, species globally began to mutate, and humanity was no longer at the apex of the food chain. C...
pain!
Headache!
It hurts so much!
Wang Lan suddenly awoke from a state of chaotic darkness, repeatedly pounding her head with her hands, her body, half-kneeling on the ground, convulsing from the intense pain.
Large beads of sweat streamed down his head from his hair. He was panting heavily, and with trembling hands, he pulled out a few pale yellow pills from his pocket and stuffed them into his mouth.
The bitter taste immediately spread from the tip of her tongue, and Wang Lan's face turned ashen. She chewed the pills with difficulty and swallowed them.
After a short while, the headache finally subsided.
But the bitterness lingered in her mouth, and Wang Lan wiped the sweat from her face.
Seemingly having grown accustomed to the lingering taste of the pills, as his complexion gradually improved, he stood up, holding a Vajra umbrella, and leaned against a boulder taller than a person.
Then he slapped himself hard and muttered to himself, "Damn it, how many times have I fainted like this? I never learn. I'll take my medicine beforehand next time!"
After speaking, he looked around.
The world was dark and lifeless, with dark clouds rolling in the sky, as if connecting the sky and the earth into one.
He looked at the carcass of a wild beast not far away. It looked like it had been dead for a long time, and the rotting corpse emitted a pungent stench that made one want to vomit.
Wang Lan breathed a sigh of relief, "Thank goodness, the body is still there, and the corpse-pecking bird hasn't come yet."
Corpse-pecking bird.
A large bird with brown feathers, over a meter tall, with a wingspan of nearly four meters, a gregarious creature that has a strong affinity for carrion.
But it is said that before the mutation occurred, it was a very cute little bird, about the size of a fist, with a clever and lovable appearance.
However, in 2048, a meteorite crashed to Earth, releasing an unknown gas.
Subsequently, species around the world began to mutate.
Humans were no longer the apex predators in the food chain, and civilization collapsed. The survivors struggled to survive.
Survival became the sole objective!
Living became our common goal!
"well……"
He sighed again.
Look up at the sky.
Wang Lan had never seen what a real blue sky looked like, and he had only ever vaguely seen the sun when the clouds thinned out.
I had only heard people say that without the sun, all life on Earth would die, but the reality I witnessed was quite different.
For example, I'm perfectly fine, and I don't know if it's because of some kind of mutation, or if the claim that people would die was just an exaggeration or a bluff.
But that wasn't the issue Wang Lan needed to consider at the moment.
Logically speaking, the rotting flesh of the corpses in the distance should be a delicious delicacy that the corpse-pecking birds would not miss. But it is already late, so why is there no sign of the corpse-pecking birds?
Wang Lan was getting anxious, thinking that if the corpse-pecking bird didn't appear soon, today's hunt would end in failure and they would have to return empty-handed.
Just as he was thinking this, a series of noisy and shrill sounds suddenly rang in his ears. Wang Lan frowned and looked over, only to see many black dots appearing in the distant sky, gradually enlarging. It was a flock of corpse-pecking birds flying towards them.
Overjoyed, Wang Lan rolled over and hid behind the boulder. He grabbed the Vajra Umbrella, which was standing half a person tall, and held it tightly against the boulder, remaining motionless and holding his breath.
With a few "plop" sounds, the corpse-pecking bird landed on the ground.
Soon, Wang Lan heard the sounds of flesh being torn apart and being chewed.
Mixed with chirping sounds, Wang Lan felt a chill run down her spine every time, even though she had heard it countless times.
The sky grew increasingly gloomy and dark.
Night is falling.
A hazy twilight filled the world, making it difficult to see the distant scenery.
After finishing their meal, the carcass birds flapped their wings and flew away one after another.
Wang Lan then turned slightly to the side, poked half her head out, and squinted as she looked in that direction.
Corpse peckers have their own hierarchy, with weaker corpse peckers only able to eat last, consuming the leftovers of the stronger ones.
At this moment, three carcass pecking at the remnants of rotting flesh remained, while the rest had already flown far away.
Wang Lan breathed slowly but deeply, her attention highly focused at that moment.
Seeing the three corpse-pecking birds enjoying their meal, he slowly and cautiously moved his body until half of his body was already out and the Vajra Umbrella was already on his shoulder.
"call……"
He exhaled a breath of stale air, which mingled with the sound of a gentle breeze.
Then a glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly threw the Vajra Umbrella in his hand at the Corpse-Pecking Bird.
The sharp tip of the umbrella pierced the sky with a strange "whoosh" sound, and with a "plop," it pierced the head of one corpse-pecking bird, then pinned it to the head of another. The two poor corpse-pecking birds didn't even have time to make a sound before their heads were nailed together to the ground, and they died.
Seeing its companion die suddenly, the remaining carcass birds seemed to be still immersed in the food and hadn't come to their senses. They stared at the corpse of their companion with their large, round heads for a long time until they noticed the blood-stained golden umbrella, and then they realized what had happened.
A fierce glint flashed in its eyes, and it immediately turned its head, only to see a thin figure rushing towards it, clutching a dagger.
"Gah..."
The carcass bird opened its beak, revealing sharp teeth, and before it could even scream, the dagger plunged into its eye.
"Ouch..."
Another sound!
Wang Lan gritted his teeth, gripped the dagger, and forcefully flicked upwards, splitting the corpse-pecking bird's head in two.
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