If they are not disturbed on a daily basis, they will sleep underground for many years.
Most of the nutrients in this land have been absorbed by these sleeping bugs.
Every ten years, these sleeping bugs will rise to the surface, gather in some special areas, and undergo a life of rapid scaling of natural death, mating, and reproduction.
After they die, they will leave behind a large number of corpses, dyeing the land here even more red.
And it is precisely because of this indestructible and huge number of insects.
Let the land survive only with some low thorns or barren shrubs.
Only a small part of the land is free of this red worm, and people living here can't explain why.
It is precisely because these red worms have given them enough living space and land for planting that the people here have room to breathe and live comfortably.
As for why the places where they live and where food is produced are not invaded by this red nematode?
People living in this land today do not understand it, and they attribute this situation to the care of the nature god here.
Then many totems and gods they worshiped were derived from this.
This was also the reason why the soldiers in front told them to be careful and not to enter any unfamiliar tribe easily.
Due to the confusion of beliefs here, any small behavior may cause dissatisfaction among the local tribes.
Give them the gods they believe in, and some so-called codes of conduct that others cannot understand.
There are too many rules and regulations, so it’s better not to enter them.
Mai Fan looked at their local specialties and felt that his deal was worth it.
After getting more detailed information from here, Mai Fan and others were ready to pack up and set off.
There are actually quite a few people like them who set off directly with the map. Some of them are locals who have completed their transactions at the border and are preparing to return to their tribes. Others have already made contact and will go deeper with these tribesmen. Out-of-town merchants traveling inland.
They were traveling in the same direction, but no one asked to go together.
On the contrary, every team of people is full of vigilance, and they can't wait to be far away before the next team can set off.
Everyone who saw the same direction as them had this reaction, but they were not willing to join that special team. They started to move forward ten minutes after the previous team set off. journey.
Since there are no unique means of transportation in the area, there are no unique means of transportation in the fifth area, and people here do not allow them to cross the border. As a result, all people who go deep in this direction basically use their legs to walk.
Of course, some of the transported materials are also transported entirely by manpower.
Here, the manpower may be somewhat stronger than the strength of the mules and horses outside.
While Mai Fan was waiting just now, he let the passing caravan, a bunch of local red-skinned primitive people, push the car forward on his own.
They used a very rare wheelbarrow to push a large amount of supplies.
That kind of wheelbarrow is made of a special kind of rattan.
The body of the car is very large, the handlebars are very thick, and on top of the heavy rattans are piles of high-end cargo.
Mai Fan visually estimated that the cargo in this cart weighed at least two to three hundred kilograms.
Such a heavy cargo can move forward normally with only one local person pushing it.
According to their return journey, at this walking speed, it would take seven days to reach the nearest tribe.
However, these people did not think that this journey would be very tiring. Instead, they pushed the cart vigorously. After a while, Mai Fan, who was standing on the same spot, could no longer see the backs of the caravan.
No wonder people here only focus on exercising their own bodies.
They did not regard Mai Fan, the six rather thin-looking people, as a threat.
While they were on the road, they also discussed whether the six of them would be regarded as another kind of target by this group of primitive people.
Because the six of them looked easy to bully, like people who could be robbed.
A few people set out on the road with a high degree of vigilance. After walking for about half a day, they realized that this worry was really unnecessary.
Since the primitive people here are much higher than ordinary people in terms of speed and strength, they were overtaken by at least two caravans when they were not rushing forward with all their strength.
When these caravans passed by Mai Fan's small group, their eyes were very curious.
There were many red-skinned primitives in the team, howling loudly at them, or making provocative gestures.
But there was no actual attack on them, or actively approaching to rob or harm them.
But they don't know whether there is a set reason for this behavior or something else?
But the first half of their journey was fairly uneventful.
As for the map that the conscientious person sold them, so far, all they know is the correct direction.
Because the road they were traveling on was solid black soil.
It's like a black road suddenly opened up in a red oil painting. It's quite weird to walk on, but it's inexplicably safe.
Twisted thorns and moss spread on the road grew on the red land. Their color was as red as rust like the red monsters under the land.
But on the black soil that Mai Fan and the others were walking on, some green sprouts could be seen.
It's just that the next road is a little difficult to walk, because these blacks are gradually eroded by red.
Section after section... there will probably be no particularly obvious landmarks to guide them next.
At this time, you can only judge your direction based on your ability to discern direction and the moisture of the soil under your feet.
Mai Fan used his diary to communicate at this time, but found that it was not only the high-tech weapons that were affected here, but the signals between him and the diary were also intermittent and intermittent, a short circuit like snowflakes.
So the kind of clear map he wanted, the diary couldn't give here.
Next, they can only rely on their rich experience beyond ordinary people to explore the direction they are about to move forward.
But it doesn't matter, their team is full of experienced hunters.
At this time, the owner of Private Kitchen became the pathfinder in their team.
After the black land disappeared, they began to walk cautiously.
As for the first lake, no trace has been found so far.
Now the problem they are about to face is finding a safe campsite.
