The sun in the sky makes people's eyes dizzy.
A mercenary team was pulling two trucks with ropes and moving forward slowly.
Shen Yan's shoulder was already bleeding from the rope. He probably never thought in his life that one day he would be pulling a truck in the desert.
Hungry, thirsty, no end of yellow sand.
Shen Yan's eyes began to become blurry.
These mercenaries really didn't even give him a piece of wheat cake.
In the mercenary team, everyone has to have their own use, and someone like Shen Yan is not even worth a piece of cake.
"Boom!"
Finally, the whole person fell into the yellow sand.
His eyes became blurry, and a pair of boots seemed to appear in front of him, and there was a smell of leather in his nose.
Someone raised his chin, and clear water dripped into his mouth.
When Shen Yan woke up, there was a wheat cake and a bag of water next to him.
Zhao Kuo: "Welcome to our mercenary team. We are just short of a handyman."
Shen Yan smiled with difficulty.
A handyman is better than a male servant after all, although I don't know why Zhao Kuo figured it out and was willing to take him in.
Moreover, by joining the mercenary team, he becomes a member of the mercenary team. He has his own identity in this world. He is no longer an existence wandering outside the rules of the entire world, and has a chance to survive.
Although these mercenaries were ruthless to outsiders, Shen Yan found that they were still very good to their own people, the kind of relationship where they could give each other their backs in times of danger.
Zhao Kuo was a little puzzled. Is it so scary to be a manservant for him?
This little handyman seemed soft and frail, but unexpectedly he turned out to be stubborn.
Stubbornness and unyielding are what mercenaries must possess, because the dangers mercenaries face often require unimaginable willpower to survive.
Moreover, he had some doubts that he needed answered.
Shen Yan was really thirsty, but he also knew not to drink water too vigorously.
Pick up the water bag and drink it in small sips.
Just break off some wheat cake and put it in your mouth.
The wheat cake was drier and drier than expected, and even harder to swallow.
In fact, it is conceivable that in order to preserve it for a long time, it is roasted to give it a charred taste.
Shen Yan closed his eyes and swallowed.
In Zhao Kuo's opinion, this little handyman must have been so moved that he almost cried. Look, with water and food, tears fell down.
"How does it taste? Minced meat is added to the wheat cake, which can quickly restore physical strength."
It is not easy to eat wheat cakes with minced meat.
Shen Yan: "..."
No wonder there was a smell of undiluted meat in his mouth. I originally thought it was the smell of blood from abraded skin.
After I had something in my stomach, my energy began to gradually return.
Looking outside, others were still pulling the cart, but at the end of the desert and abyss, green began to appear.
Shen Yan thought to himself, how long had he been unconscious?
Shen Yan rested for a while and then got out of the truck. If someone else pulled the truck, it would be fine if he didn't contribute any effort. It was somewhat inappropriate to sit in the truck and let others pull him.
The others looked at Shen Yan with strange eyes.
Shen Yan is now a member of their mercenary team, but he didn't join as the captain's valet.
As for the handymen, although they did not have to participate in combat, the physical work they had to do in daily life was not something Shen Yan's small body could afford.
He looked at Zhao Kuo for a while and Shen Yan for a while, as if he wanted to see a flower.
Based on their captain's character, he is not a compassionate being. This kid may have some uses and advantages that they haven't discovered yet. Their captain never does business at a loss.
Shen Yan stepped forward, walked to Dad Dong, picked up a rope, and helped pull the cart while asking: "Dad, we are about to walk out of the desert and abyss. Will we not have to pull the cart later?"
Father Dong smiled and said: "It's still early. In front of us is the Emerald Forest, inhabited by the Spirit Race. They also hate humans."
"So, we have to pull the cart away to prevent the noise from disturbing the Eldar inside."
Shen Yan: "..."
There is a strange race of people and ghosts in the abyss, which is already unexpected. Why are there still spirit races?
I couldn't help but ask: "What is the Spirit Race?"
Father Dong looked at Shen Yan and said, "The spiritual tribe was also a human being before."
"Unlike the humans and ghosts who mutate from the R-origin virus, the Eldar are a species created by human beings who adapted their genes when faced with harsh environments and unsurmountable difficulties."
"The Eldar were once the vanguard under human control."
"But I don't know when the spirit tribe united and defected."
"They are not willing to be enslaved or used as weapons."
"They launched a **** and separated from humans."
Father Dong pointed to the large jungle ahead: "It was originally a desert, but under the governance of the Spirit Tribe, it has become full of life."
"The Eldar have a stronger ability to perceive nature than humans, and their bodies are also more agile."
"They have sharp ears, more graceful figures, and almost demanding artistic requirements."
"If the Eldar and humans had not parted ways, humans would have had a better life."
Shen Yan: "..."
The abyss ghosts are derived from the mutation of the R source, and the Eldar in the jungle are genetically modified.
At present, it seems that human beings are divided into three parts, sharing the same origin.
Moreover, both human ghosts and spirits seem to hate humans.
Father Dong shook his head: "The Spirit Clan has long since denied that they are a branch of humanity."
"I've probably forgotten that they were created by humans."
"So, when passing through the jungle later, be extra careful. The Eldar are not like human ghosts. They can walk freely in the sun. Hey, such a perfect existence, how can it be willing to listen to people's orders all the time."
While pulling the cart, Shen Yan marveled at the wonders of species.
But when they approached the big jungle, Shen Yan realized how narrow his understanding of the world was.
Out of the desert, where there is no sign of life, species become more diverse.
For example, in the jungle nearby, an old tree suddenly opened its eyes.
This tree has the face of an old man.
Dad Dong: "This is the offspring of the combination of man and tree. It has a very long life. It has a good relationship with the spirit race. They live together in peace and harmony. They have a gentle personality and have no hostility towards any other race."
For another example, Father Dong pointed to a guy with wings and a monkey body and a human face and said: "This is the offspring of humans, monkeys and bats."
Shen Yan's mind was numb.
Although it is difficult to understand the birth of the demigod Victor between a human and a god, after all, God itself is an inexplicable existence. Maybe he can produce offspring with humans.
But what about the birth of offspring between humans and trees, and animals?
This is somewhat unacceptable.
But what Daddy Dong said so emphatically seemed to be talking about the history of this world.
This was beyond what Shen Yan could understand. It was as if the reproductive isolation between species no longer existed.
Father Dong seemed to be sighing: "Legend has it that humans and other species were not like this in the past."
"Until the R-source virus was added to the furnace of life, all the rules were broken..."
In Western mythology, the furnace of life controls all the rules in the world, including the rules of reproduction.
The birth of R source is like opening Pandora's box, directly breaking the reproductive/reproductive isolation in the furnace of life and forming a new law.
Legends are often not true enough, and may even deviate far from reality.
But the result is that the law of reproduction in this world is broken.
Not only humans and other races, but also different races.
One can imagine how chaotic and diverse the species in this world have become.
Therefore, the popular saying on the Internet in the past "Your father should have slapped you on the wall in the first place" can have very terrible consequences, because if you do this, you will not be able to obtain thousands of descendants.
Dad Dong: "They are collectively called sub-races."
Shen Yan thought to himself, so human beings are not divided into three parts, but four parts, including normal humans, abyss ghosts, jungle spirit races, and a huge number of various sub-human races that are widely distributed and innumerable.
The world must be crazy.
Just the tip of the iceberg that he now knows is enough to write a chronicle.
…
Shen Yan and the others started pulling the cart at dawn, and in the evening, a city appeared in their sight.
Zhao Kuo and others also breathed a sigh of relief: "We're finally home."
Dad Dong: "This is the city of mercenaries. Although it is chaotic, it has its own rules and has stood for thousands of years without falling."
"In the past, there were countless wars between cities, but they failed to destroy this city."
Father Dong's tone contained feelings for this city with a very special geographical location.
Shen Yan also breathed a sigh of relief. The two-day experience in the desert was simply beyond what anyone could bear.
My whole body ached, and there were bloody scars on my shoulders.
It's finally stable.
Many other mercenary teams appeared on the road, and they were also rushing towards the city in front.
Getting closer.
Broken walls, collapsed buildings, and mountains of scrap?
There are discarded tires, scrapped vehicles, non-biodegradable plastics, etc...
This city is more like a huge waste recycling station, with a wasteland atmosphere.
The truck drove into the city. Zhao Kuo and the others' destination was not too far from the city gate. It was an abandoned warehouse.
Someone came out of the warehouse. Most of the people left behind were women and children. There were also some mercenaries with missing arms and legs, about forty or fifty of them.
The truck stopped, and the scene boiled over for a moment, reaching the peak of excitement.
Zhao Kuo and the others went out to transport supplies and had been away for more than three months. Now that they were back safely, it felt like celebrating a holiday.
Shen Yan looked around and realized that this dilapidated place would be where he would settle down in the future. The conditions were unimaginably difficult.
There was an aunt in the crowd, everyone called her Aunt Dong. She must be Dad Dong’s wife. She was saying enthusiastically: "I thought you guys had been back in the past few days, so I had prepared fresh wheat flour. I will make pancakes for everyone. I promise." Branded hard and fragrant."
Shen Yan, who was observing everywhere, trembled when he heard this.
I originally thought that after leaving the harsh desert conditions, I would have to change my taste, but I didn’t expect it would be wheat cakes.
Looking at the basket of ground flour that Aunt Dong brought out, Shen Yan hesitated and said, "How about I cook dinner tonight?"
