Chapter 8 Warning
At this moment, this one clue is far from enough.
Zhou Cheng must find more direct clues.
Even if we cannot find direct clues about the disaster for the time being, it would be fine if we can find clues that are sufficient to prove that "the ancestors of the Yangjiagou tribe, like human civilization today, have lost their fertility."
In this way, the evidence in his hands would be enough to break the current situation of complete despair and everyone accepting the end of destruction, attracting the attention of the human world, and thus investing more power here to carry out more extensive and detailed excavations and searches.
but……
Zhou Cheng had no idea how long it would take to dig up something or what he could find.
There was only one thing he could do.
Keep digging.
Even if it takes a month, two months, or even a year or two, as long as you don’t find what you want, then stay here and keep digging.
Anyway, the supply of materials is sufficient.
There are birds and beasts everywhere, so if you want to eat meat, you can just hunt them. There are also all kinds of wild vegetables everywhere, so there is no shortage of vitamins and fiber supplements.
There's no shortage of carbohydrates either. When you run out of food, you can just drive to a cradle where people still live and get plenty.
Just keep digging until you really find what you want, or... until you are completely desperate.
After a hearty meal, Zhou Cheng threw the remaining unpalatable meat of the wild boar directly into the river and picked up the shovel again.
Time passes quietly like this.
The sun rose and set day by day, and the temperature dropped little by little until the grass and leaves in the mountains changed from emerald green to a hint of yellow.
Zhou Cheng's hair was disheveled, his original hairstyle had long disappeared. Some parts were long while others were short, as if it had been gnawed by a little monkey.
He cuts his hair randomly with scissors.
His skin also changed from its previous fair color to a rough gray, covered with wounds and calluses of various sizes.
His clothes also changed from being neat and tidy before to being worn and dirty.
If it weren't for his eyes that were still clear and bright, Zhou Cheng would look like a savage at this moment.
But Zhou Cheng still persisted.
Every morning, after breakfast, he and the little monkey would go to the priest's tomb to dig, spending the whole day there. At night, they would return to the cave to rest, and repeat this process.
He didn't know if what he was doing made any sense. He only knew one thing.
If you keep digging, there is still hope. If you stop digging, there is no hope at all.
During this continuous excavation, Zhou Cheng also dug up many things, such as various jade, pottery, bronze and other items.
Once, he even dug up a bronze tripod.
The bronze tripod was half a meter in diameter and extremely heavy. Its shape was extremely exquisite, and its artistic style had never been seen in other ancient tribes or in the Shang and Zhou dynasties.
There is no doubt that it has extremely high artistic and archaeological value.
If this were the peak of human civilization, it would definitely be stored intact in a museum, and you would have to buy a ticket to even take a look at it.
But at this moment, its fate was to be roughly pried aside by Zhou Cheng with a crowbar, and casually thrown into the pile of stones and garbage, leaving it to the sun and wind.
Only some creations that might be valuable were brought into the cave by Zhou Cheng, but they were just thrown there casually like debris.
Early that morning, Zhou Cheng picked up the shovel again and came to the excavation site with the little monkey, and then began digging like a machine.
The little monkey was jumping around on the wild grass next to it, having a lot of fun.
The sun gradually sets, and another day is about to pass.
Just when Zhou Cheng decided to dig for a while longer before finishing today's work, a slightly harsh squeaking sound came into his ears.
It's the cry of a little monkey.
But the little monkey had never cried out in such fear and anxiety before.
Zhou Cheng suddenly looked up and saw that the little monkey's face was almost distorted.
Zhou Cheng subconsciously turned around and saw a huge creature covered with yellow striped hair rushing towards him from dozens of meters away.
A ferocious mouth and a huge body.
It's a tiger!
At this moment, Zhou Cheng only felt his body stiffen instantly, and the blood in his body almost coagulated at this moment.
Without time to think or shout, Zhou Cheng almost subconsciously reached for his waist, grabbed the pistol, and pulled the trigger without even taking aim.
Bang!
Faintly, a burst of blood burst out from the waist of the giant monster.
roar!
With a loud roar filled with anger, the tiger slammed on the brakes, passed by diagonally about twenty meters away from him, and rushed straight into the distant mountains and forests and disappeared.
Zhou Cheng mechanically followed the tiger's direction, continuously pulling the trigger until all the bullets were used up and the pistol made a clicking sound.
Huh, huh…
Zhou Cheng gasped for breath, his body swayed, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.
The consciousness that had been startled and flown away to an unknown place by the tiger gradually returned to the body.
Zhou Cheng felt sore all over and didn't even have the strength to stand up.
Only by facing a tiger head-on can you feel how tremendous the oppression is.
It was an oppression that made it almost impossible for people to resist, almost a crushing force from the depths of their souls.
The little monkey jumped to Zhou Cheng in a few steps and pulled his clothes anxiously.
It's not safe here.
The tiger was wounded by a bullet, but it was obviously not incapacitated and could return at any time.
Even... it might be hiding somewhere at this moment, watching him secretly, waiting to find a flaw and then jump out to deliver a fatal blow.
Zhou Cheng wasn't afraid of the tiger in a head-on confrontation, but he was afraid the tiger wouldn't confront him head-on.
It is better at stealth and sneak attacks.
Zhou Cheng forced himself to stand up, using the shovel as a crutch. He held the gun in one hand while on guard, and supported himself with the shovel in the other, moving step by step back into the cave.
Only after closing the wooden door and tying it with wire did Zhou Cheng breathe a sigh of relief.
Gently stroking the little monkey's soft fur, Zhou Cheng forced a smile on his lips.
If it weren't for the little monkey's warning, even if he had a gun, he would have no power to fight back against the tiger.
I'm afraid that I won't realize that a tiger is targeting me until the tiger bites my neck.
Including the last time I led the way on a rainy night, this is the second time.
"Thank you, little monkey, you saved me again."
Squeak——
The little monkey squeezed into Zhou Cheng's arms anxiously, its thin body still trembling slightly.
It was obviously frightened too.
The sky gradually darkened and the wind grew stronger, howling like a ghost.
The vast Milky Way and countless stars gradually disappeared, obscured by dark clouds that had appeared out of nowhere.
roar……
The wind and rain were raging, and in the pitch darkness, a tiger's roar came from nowhere.
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