After a while.
The black-haired young man also stood up in confusion, feeling confused.
Could it be amnesia that is even more bloody than time travel?
The moment the two words "travel and amnesia" appeared, data flowed out of his brain like a wild wave. Countless stories and images related to "travel and amnesia" impacted his mind. A massive amount of The data made him dizzy.
Starlight is blurred and pine waves are everywhere.
More information poured in, including but not limited to the current air humidity, temperature, wind strength, wind direction, shrub types, lichen genera, insect names... Various information made him temporarily absent-minded.
Although he doesn't know where to go, his first priority is to figure out where he is and who he is.
He thought for a moment and walked casually towards the foot of Dongfang Mountain.
He sensed through his skin that the nuclear radiation value in the air reached 3.06 usv/h, which was beyond the tolerance level of conventional nuclear power plant workers.
At the same time, through the perception of his lungs, he judged that the oxygen content in the air was two points higher than the 21% in the old era.
As the altitude decreased, the forest became denser. At about a thousand meters above sea level, he discovered a mountain stream. The sound of gurgling water was particularly clear in the night.
The black-haired young man felt happy. As long as he went down the mountain stream, there would usually be a village, and he could just go and inquire about the news.
Just as he stepped across the small mountain stream covered with pebbles, he suddenly stopped.
A few hundred meters away from him, there were several wild boars looking for food by the water. They discovered each other almost at the same time as the young man.
The largest wild boar had obviously mutated. It was as big as a bison, with gray hair, huge tusks, and dark red eyes. The three little wild boars around it also stared at the man, and they had already made a decision. The attack posture.
The warning signs in the young man's heart rose sharply.
His intuition told him that he was definitely no match for this big wild boar. Without guns and weapons, how could he deal with the violent mutant wild boar that was protecting its cubs?
Without hesitation, he turned around and ran in the other direction.
The wild boar didn't seem to want to let go of the potential threat, and rushed over with howling. It was a violent conflict that broke trees and cracked rocks. The three little wild boars with yellow and white stripes also followed behind and made chaotic sounds.
"Chih-huh... Chih-huh..."
The rocks at his feet were messy, some straw mats were weak, and countless shrub branches hit the black-haired man, but it did not affect his escape at all, and his speed was unusually fast.
Information such as where each foothold is, the softness and hardness of the landing point material, the rebound absorption of one's own strength, the impact of wind direction and wind force on speed... are all under the control of the youth.
As the young man ran, he adjusted his breathing and quickly changed direction.
For such a high-intensity escape, he seemed to have no pressure, and he still had enough energy to make rapid detours while maintaining the general direction of going down the mountain.
The huge mutated wild boar roared and galloped in, knocking countless branches and leaves into the air, and occasionally spitting out a majestic energy mass that bombarded some big trees. The sawdust flew around, leaving holes that were almost penetrating.
However, the young man's figure was too flexible, and the mutated wild boar did not effectively close the distance with the young man.
A cliff appeared dozens of meters in front of the young man.
Under the cliff, which is tens of meters deep, is a dark green pool.
The young man rushed straight towards the cliff without any pause.
The moment his feet left the ground and rushed down the cliff, his body turned a strange 180 degrees, facing the direction of the wild boar. And at the moment his body fell, he stretched out his hands, Caught a kudzu vine hanging on the edge of the cliff.
The thick kudzu vine at the mouth of the bowl hangs straight down for more than ten meters, and is covered with branching vines and leaves.
After grabbing the kudzu vine, the young man's figure changed to face the stone wall and clung to the cliff.
He raised his head, calmed his breathing, and waited for the wild boar to arrive.
In a few breaths, the huge wild boar rushed to the edge of the cliff and stopped. Its two thick front hooves had penetrated deeply into the soil on the edge of the cliff.
Some fine pieces of rock and soil fell from the young man's side into the puddle.
The dull roar of pounding, pounding, pounding was just one or two meters above the man's head, and the unique fishy smell also hit his nostrils.
A drop of fishy saliva dropped and landed right on the forehead of the young man below.
He frowned, held his breath, and remained motionless.
The scarlet eyes of the mutated wild boar kept scanning, and its nostrils were sniffing left and right.
It was a little confused. It could clearly smell the human scent nearby, but it didn't find out where the other person was.
After a while, three little wild boars also ran over and hummed beside the big wild boar.
The big wild boar looked at the cliff in confusion and had no intention of rushing down. It looked around with the piglets, but never found the young man clinging to the cliff.
The piglets were probably also confused. Their amazing sense of smell told them that humans were nearby, but they never found the target.
A few minutes passed, and the big wild boar slowly headed up the mountain with a few piglets.
The black-haired young man breathed a sigh of relief, and did not rush to climb up the cliff. He still clung to the kudzu vine and looked up at the sky.
In the autumn starry sky in the northern hemisphere of the mother star, Perseus is at the center of the line of sight, with stars shining brightly.
At this moment, he had identified most of the galaxy constellations in the starry sky and even more distant nebulae, and instinctively calculated his longitude and latitude.
The mountain wind was biting, and the young man found that all the thin gray clothes on his body had not been torn during the previous rush.
He knew that this kind of super fiber clothing could withstand attacks from small-caliber chemical energy-propelled bullets at a distance of 100 meters.
The young man secretly guessed that apart from the strange mutant beasts, he was not an ordinary person.
At least he had physical problems. He ran all the way here and hung on the vine for a long time without feeling tired.
He carefully observed the cliff wall, analyzed the protruding rocks one by one, and used rock climbing skills to move sideways and slowly move down the cliff.
Descending to the edge of the pool easily, he shook off the leaf crumbs on his body and continued walking down the mountain.
On the way, he also encountered a takin a few hundred meters away from him. His senses were very sharp and cautious, and he quickly noticed the presence of the young man, turned around and fled in the opposite direction.
The two mountain rats were out looking for food. They were as big as hares and their gray fur was almost unidentifiable in the night, but the young man found them without any difficulty.
Along the way he encountered no other animals that could pose a threat to him.
A few hours later, he appeared on the plains, leaving the dense forests and mountains behind him.
There are some warm colors in the eastern sky.
He knew that the night was about to end.
Except for the still dense woods, no traces of roads were found on the flat land, and there were no crop fields or houses. There was only a flat mountain ridge in the distance to the east.
He did not hesitate and continued walking towards the eastern ridge.
The forest gradually thinned out, and there were a large number of stumps left after the trees were cut down. It seemed that someone was deliberately cutting down the big trees to keep the plains open to sight.
Half an hour later, the eastern sky began to glow with crimson and blue-white morning light.
Against the backdrop of that morning light, the young man's pupils suddenly shrank.
That's not a ridge, that's a city wall nearly a hundred meters high!
What's even more exaggerated is that he has analyzed the spectral characteristics of the morning light slightly reflected from the heights of the city wall to be the unique cold light of iron, nickel, and manganese alloys.
What kind of city needs metal wrapping?
While he was thinking, he suddenly discovered a greater threat!
Not far away, there are two tall humanoid creatures, leading a huge multi-legged creature, flying towards them!
The speed at which they rushed over could be seen by the naked eye to be over sixty kilometers per hour.
The strange thing is that the other party is traveling at such a fast speed but does not make a loud sound.
In the blink of an eye, two humanoid weapons over two meters tall appeared fifty meters away from him.
The eyes of the ferocious armor emitted blue light, and sent out several scanning rays at him, crisscrossing and reciprocating.
The multi-legged creature is a giant eight-legged mechanical spider.
While the humanoid weapons emitted scanning light, their right hands had already been raised!
"Buzzing..."
The magnetic blast gun body armed with the left arm made a subtle charging sound, and the weapon on the right arm had lit up small light spots of sonic locking, infrared locking, image locking and magnetic locking!
"Chachacha..."
The huge magazine is attached to the armed upper arm, and it is already making the sound of loading preparation.
The spider-shaped weapon, with two rapid-fire large-caliber guns, like jaws and mouthparts, was also aimed at the young man.
Without any hesitation, the young man immediately squatted down and raised his hands.
The moment these three things arrived, he had already identified that the humanoid weapon was the Imperial Mountain Militia Type IV exoskeleton armor, codenamed "Lynx Type IV".
This type of weapon is equipped with the "Orion" rapid-fire magnetic blast gun and the "Pianist Type II" anti-material machine gun, with a firing rate of more than 800 rounds per minute.
The spider-shaped thing is even more exaggerated, with a huge loading space on its body. It is the standard supply platform "Mountain Ghost" used by the Empire's mountain militia squad when they go out to perform missions.
The "Mountain Ghost" itself is a supply platform and does not worry about the ammunition load. Therefore, the two barrels on the left and right that resemble claws are large-caliber rapid-fire types.
If paired with intelligent robots, this platform can even be used as a sniper unit.
The young man had no time to be shocked as to why he had this "armed" information and the concept of "empire" in his mind.
The current threat level exceeded that of the wild boar by 10,000 times, and it had reached the point where he had to find a way to save his life immediately!
Therefore, he squatted down and raised his hands to his head while shouting:
"Don't shoot, I have no hostility!"
The two "Lynx Type IV" and "Mountain Ghost" did not respond and still pointed their guns at the young man.
The young man thought for a moment. Could it be that he had just spoken in Daxia dialect and the other party could not understand him?
Do I need to switch to the various mainstream languages of the Xixuan Federation? I shouted it again?
"Empire? Daxia? Xixuan Federation?"
Why do you know these names?
What do these names stand for?
Something strange happened. Before he could change the language and try, the two "Lynx Type IV" and "Mountain Ghost" did not reply, but turned to look at each other. More scanning facilities on them scanned the man again. Again.
Just when the black-haired young man was already confused, the slightly shorter armored mask opened, revealing a slightly childish face.
This is the face of a boy who is less than twenty years old. The gap between his flat and stretched eyebrows is a bit wide, and his expression seems to be curious about everything. He asked in stuttering Daxia dialect:
"You...who are you?! I'm...sorry...I...I haven't...spoken in...ten years."
The black-haired young man was even more confused.
We haven’t spoken to each other in ten years, why?
You are not mute.
But what's more troublesome for the young man is that he doesn't even know who he is, so how should he answer?
The young man thought for a moment and saw a plant growing on the ground in front of him.
This is a perennial woody vine of the genus Clematis of the Ranunculaceae family.
Clematis, a traditional herbal medicine of the Daxia people.
So he replied casually:
"I'm Welling, I don't mean any harm, I've lost my memory!"
The young man said "amnesia" casually, but in fact he felt uneasy inside.
