Chapter 55: Gourmet in the Primitive Age
The sun finally sets.
Under the dark blue sky, the mountains are dark, the birds and animals are in panic, and the shadows are heavy.
The five warriors of the Guata tribe have lost all their courage. They huddle at the entrance of the cave, looking in horror at the world around them that is getting darker and darker. For people like them who have been hiding in the cave since they were born until now, this feeling is really desperate.
Wu Yuan, on the other hand, acted as if nothing had happened. He built two bonfires around him and built a stone wall half a person's height. At this moment, he was roasting several straight tree trunks as thick as bowls over the fire.
After baking for a while, take it out and rub it vigorously on the stone. Yes, rub it.
Before, Zhang Yang was unable to rub the wooden spear due to limited conditions, and Wu Yuan himself was also in a daze due to the influence of the soul memory in this body.
But now that he has recovered, he naturally knows how to prepare weapons for himself.
Even though this weapon is still crude, it is enough.
This is destined to be a night of killing, and only through warm blood can he prove that he is still the most powerful warrior! No matter when, where, or under what circumstances.
Zhang Yang was sleeping soundly, his breathing was gentle and his face was calm, just like the breeze in the night, very comfortable.
When the last ray of skylight dimmed and the surrounding darkness began to be illuminated by the jumping flames, the roars of wild beasts came from the distant mountains and forests, followed by some other strange sounds.
soon,
It seemed as if countless night birds were flying overhead, bringing with them gusts of wind and a foul smell. At one moment, even the stars in the night sky seemed to have disappeared in fear, and the shadow of death was like a sharp razor lingering at the throat.
But the flames from the two large bonfires eventually made the terrible unknown shadow linger and eventually leave.
During the whole process, the five warriors of the Guata tribe were already paralyzed with fear.
Wu Yuan just looked up and ignored it.
As for Zhang Yang, he had been sleeping quietly.
What followed was an even quieter night, in which even the roars of wild beasts and all kinds of strange noises disappeared.
It was not until more than half an hour later that a faint rustling sound was heard. In the light of the fire, small lantern-like eyes could be seen in the darkness.
They were very quiet, constantly moving around, and seemed to be quite afraid of the fire.
At some point, they retreated and disappeared.
The magical effect of the fire finally made the five warriors of the Guata tribe a little braver.
But Wu Yuan was still roasting his five wooden spears and a specially made spear that was twenty centimeters thick and nearly four meters long by the campfire.
Based on a warrior's intuition and some memories in this body, he knew that the night in this world would be more terrifying than he had imagined. Although he didn't know what exactly happened in that night, the huge rock blocking the entrance to the cave would not lie. The claw marks several inches deep on it were evidence of the situation.
The night is getting deeper.
Wu Yuan stopped rubbing the wooden spear. He placed several weapons beside him within reach, and imitated Zhang Yang, with a steady breathing and a peaceful expression, as if he had fallen asleep.
At some point, the night wind gradually grew stronger, the flames were blown to make a humming sound, and sparks danced, as if a demon had come into the world.
The wood in the bonfire finally burned out, and the flames shrank a lot. Five warriors of the Guada tribe mustered up the courage to add more wood, but before they could stand up, Wu Yuan had already jumped up like a gust of wind, firing two wooden spears in his hands. With one foot, another wooden spear came into his hand. The man was like a shadow, and the spear was like a startled wild goose! In an instant, there was only the sound of the wind, the whimpering, and the sound of blood gushing out.
In the reflection of the firelight, two unknown ferocious beasts were lying on the ground, twitching. The third ferocious beast collided with Wu Yuan, and its sharp claws were only a few centimeters away from breaking his chest, but the wooden spear in his hand pierced the beast from front to back!
Pulling out the three wooden spears expressionlessly, Wu Yuan didn't even look at the three corpses of the ferocious beasts. He turned around and sat down, closing his eyes and resting, as if nothing had happened.
The fire on one side finally went out, leaving only a pile of red charcoal. The strong smell of blood was carried far away by the night wind. Faintly, there were dark shadows in the distance.
"Wu Yuan, light the fire!"
Zhang Yang really woke up from a nap, and he even stretched out comfortably.
Because only this method can quickly restore the power of the soul. Fortunately, there were no ferocious beasts to disturb his sweet dreams.
Pieces of wood and branches were thrown into the fire, and even though they were mostly wet wood, it did not affect the rising of the flames.
Zhang Yang stood beside the fire, staring at the jumping flames, fascinated, and his soul force field was released silently, covering an area of 100 meters, allowing him to be aware of everything around him.
However, he did not observe and lock onto the ferocious beasts attracted by the smell of blood. He was not observing the flames, but the oxygen in the air, something that could make the flames burn more fiercely.
He has solved the eight mana structures of the second and fourth closed circles of the fireball spell, and he can also materialize it by micro-manipulating the soul force field.
But before that, he still lacked one thing, a substance that could upgrade ordinary flames, making them more violent and powerful.
Zhang Yang couldn't separate oxygen, or it wasn't cost-effective. Even if he consumed all his soul power, he might not be able to obtain much pure oxygen.
But if it's simply compressed air, it would be much easier.
As his mind changed, in a place where no one else could see, Zhang Yang had easily compressed a ball of air as big as his fist, and the multiple was not high, only three times the atmospheric pressure.
Next, he wrapped the soul force field with the compressed air ball, moved it into the flame, and shrank the soul force field, allowing it to achieve the purpose of materialization through compression.
Of course, there is no need to actually materialize the soul force field, because the cost of doing so is too high. It is only necessary to approach the critical point. At this time, Zhang Yang’s soul force field will feel the burning of the flame and begin to hurt each other. In other words, he has the ability to control the flame.
"First step, success!"
Zhang Yang recited silently in his mind, concentrating fully, and while enduring the pain of the burning flames, he began to construct the six structures of the second closed circle.
This kind of structure can be drawn on paper using complex patterns, or it can be constructed using magic power as an index. Similarly, as long as the soul force field reaches a certain critical point of materialization, it can also be constructed.
In fact, as long as the manufacturing process is precise enough, this structure can be made of steel, which is an enchanted machine.
It can be said that Zhang Yang’s step may seem simple, but it has actually opened the door to a whole new world.
In the blink of an eye, six structures that were not complicated but definitely not simple were successfully constructed. At this moment, Zhang Yang felt that a huge vortex appeared out of thin air, madly devouring his soul power, and it did not stop until it devoured about one-sixth of his soul power.
At this moment, the second closed circle has been completely constructed, and with soul power as the driving force, it has formed a mysterious curved force field.
It was also at this moment that Zhang Yang released his control over the compressed air ball, but instead of dissipating, the compressed air was directly absorbed by the curved force field.
At the same time, a large amount of flames were also sucked into the curved force field.
From the perspective of Wu Yuan and others, it was as if the huge flame that was originally several meters high was swallowed up by some monster out of thin air. The surroundings instantly became dark, and it was not until a second later that new flames appeared.
At this moment, an extremely magical scene appeared. A fist-sized fireball appeared in Zhang Yang's hand, spinning non-stop.
Zhang Yang showed an extremely mysterious smile on his face, and then he raised his hand, and the fireball was like a meteor, whizzing out nearly a hundred meters and directly hitting a huge ferocious beast that was more than three meters tall.
"burst!"
The moment Zhang Yang uttered this syllable, he withdrew the control of the fireball over the soul force field and changed a certain structure by the way.
The next moment, like a thunderbolt, a huge flame exploded, forming a flaming mushroom that was more than ten meters in size.
The surrounding area was illuminated as if it were daytime, and the ferocious beast was killed on the spot, with a fragrant smell.
"Okay, we have a midnight snack!"
(End of this chapter)
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