The reason why they are called savages is because Mingguang itself is used as the criterion.
Mingguang has its own social system, with order and rules, and it also has the inheritance of spirit, will and culture. To put it bluntly, after the catastrophe, Mingguang can be called a civilization.
This is the pride of Mingguang. In the eyes of Mingguang people, humans outside this majestic city can only be called savages. Maybe the savages still live a life of eating hair and drinking blood.
Legends about savages are everywhere in the base city, and it is not a secret.
In the chaotic state of self-care at the beginning of the catastrophe, it was hard to say how many survivors were lucky enough to gather in Mingguang Base City - so where did the remaining people go, and how did they survive?
But a legend is a legend because it has never been proven.
...
Two armored vehicles, with a total of twenty-five people, are the only survivors so far.
Bai Qiongshou picked up the crude darts one by one from the ground, fiddled with the feathers on them, put them next to his nose, sniffed, and immediately took them away.
"This dart is poisonous."
Liu Zhuzi hummed and observed carefully along the two ruts.
"Go over there and have a look."
Not everyone is good at spotting clues, so the rest of the group stayed by the two cars on alert.
Well, there is actually nothing to be alarmed about. After the fog dissipates, one can see the flat wilderness from here to the horizon. The shallow grass makes it impossible for any creature taller than the feet to hide in it.
A middle-aged man in Liu Zhuzhu's team looked unhappy and finally couldn't help but speak,
"The wise thing to do now is to return to the base city immediately and notify the garrison..."
Many people in the team nodded in agreement, and some were already shouting.
"What a hell. Thousands of people and cars just disappeared?"
"What are you still looking at? Hurry up and leave. The enemy will come back soon and we will all have to explain here."
The swallow showed a sarcastic expression,
"Three thousand kilometers of wilderness. How many people will the base city send to rescue these missing hunters? Three hundred or five hundred?"
Master Shan took a sip of wine and said, "Send someone? For such a mission across the wilderness, the base city must have been prepared for the entire mission force to be annihilated."
The middle-aged man sneered,
"A large force of several thousand hunters disappeared without a trace. It was clear that the opponent's strength and numbers were far superior to ours. If we don't leave quickly, are we going to have to send them to our doorstep?" Are people stuffing gaps between their teeth?"
"That's right, if thousands of people just say no, they'll be gone, so what's the use of us going there?"
"It's better to report back to the base city quickly. Maybe there's still time to send the garrison to rescue..."
The wine bottle in Huang Dashan's hand hit the middle-aged man's face with a bang. It didn't use much force, but it was just enough to smash it. To the evolutionist, it was like scratching an itch.
Huang Dashan shook his legs,
"Yelling at a woman, do you think it's honorable?"
The middle-aged man with alcohol foam on his face went crazy, "You!"
"Brush it!"
The taciturn Li Heigou and Shen Feng got out of the car, stood in front of Yanzi, and raised their eyes to scan the other group of people.
The old god of Huang Dashan was sitting on the front of the Pangolin, squinting at a group of people, not treating them as a piece of food at all.
Two words came out of his mouth,
"waste."
The middle-aged man's face turned red, as ugly as if he had eaten a dead mouse, but he really didn't dare to move.
Not every team is like Jianfeng. The first-level Boy Chicken can only drive a car, while the second-level Yanzi is responsible for reconnaissance and logistics, sewing and cooking, which is so luxurious that it is outrageous.
If they really take action, let alone Huang Dashan, even that skinny warrior and the others may not be able to deal with it.
"what happened?"
Liu Zhuzhu and Bai Qiong turned around and came back to see the two parties vaguely intending to confront each other, and their faces immediately became ugly.
The middle-aged man looked very embarrassed with a wet face. He said angrily, "Captain, they bully people too much."
Liu Zhuzi squinted his eyes,
"When they saved our lives just now, why didn't you say they were bullying others too much?"
These words were heartbreaking. A group of people, especially the middle-aged men, had their faces burning and their mouths open, unable to say anything.
Bai Qiong sighed and threw a dart into the crowd.
"This kind of poison has the effect of detecting the source of light. The mission team was obviously attacked during the heavy fog. To be able to take away such a large amount of supplies and vehicles, their base camp must not be too far from here... .And I also discovered that these people didn’t seem to have high IQs and couldn’t even drive. All the armored vehicles were towed away directly by brute force—one per person.”
Whether you have a high IQ or not brings no comfort at all.
"Towed away...hundreds of armored vehicles?"
The middle-aged man's face turned green after receiving a bottle of wine.
"In other words, they have hundreds or thousands of Evolvers who can drag off-road vehicles weighing dozens of tons?"
Bai Qiongshou nodded solemnly, and everyone's expressions changed.
"Is the one who attacked the large army a human or a monster?"
All of them can drag off-road vehicles weighing dozens of tons, so aren't they monsters?
"Then what are you waiting for? Just withdraw!"
Bai Qiong was silent for a while and then said, "Then..."
Uncle Huang sneered at the top of his voice,
"Retreat, mother, retreat. Now go back. What do the GR guys in Base City think of you, Grandpa Dashan? How many enemies are there? I don't know! What do the enemies look like? I don't know! Where are the enemies? I don't know! Haha... .You are shameless, but I still want shame!"
A person has a face and a tree has a skin. For hunters, face is a matter of life.
At least, that's what Mr. Shan is like.
Liu Zhuzhu said, "Da Shan is right, we must know who attacked the large army!"
Then Liu Zhuzhu turned around and said to his team members,
"Some people got together with me, Lao Liu, because of this mission. Some people have also been following me for a few years. Lao Liu, I put my words aside today. I won't leave in despair...I want to leave." , that car is yours, if you don’t want to leave, go directly to the Pangolin.”
They looked at each other in silence.
The middle-aged man got on the car first and started to clean up the supplies. He was kind and left almost most of the combat supplies to Liu Zhuzhu.
Sixteen people, including middle-aged men, chose to leave and drove away. Except for Liu Zhuzhu, only three people chose to stay in the end.
Watching the group of people driving away, Liu Zhuzi's face showed no joy or sadness, and he was slightly relieved.
