Vol 2 Chapter 498: -The tragedy of the Bone Wasteland

A Jie hasn't come for many days.
The food delivered before was eaten up two days ago.
Three days of heavy snow completely cut off the way for Mulian to find food.
God knows how she made it through these two days without food, but the pile of snow at the entrance of the cave was missing a big piece at this time.
"This A Jie, I know, he has no good intentions!"
She clenched her fists hard, and Mulian cursed in her heart.
Before she was too hungry, what she hated most was Ji Thief.
If it weren't for the thief, he wouldn't be what he is now.
But now, what she hates most is A Jie.
You said to give yourself food every three days, well, I believe you.
However, you told me not long ago to send food every five days, yes, I promise you too, after all, your legs are on your body.
Later, you said it was cold, the road was too far, and food was delivered once every ten days. Okay, I also understand you. After all, my life is in your hands.
However, it has been fifteen days now, what about the food?
This A Jie, is he really trying to starve himself to death?
Mulian is a bitter hatred, if she can, she wants to kill A Jie now.
Raising his foot and kicking the copper pot lying on the ground again, Mulian's stomach hurts uncomfortably.
Not long ago, she almost lost her life. At that time, recalling her wasting food, Mulian wanted to choke herself to death.
But it doesn't work anymore.
Even though Mulian had this heart, she was already hungry and lacked this strength.
She was lying on the ground, like a dead person except for the turning of her eyes.
Ji Thief, A Jie, you two are not good things, as long as I am not dead this time, I will definitely not let you go! ! !
Mulian, who had never been so desperate, couldn't help gritting his teeth.
An unknown serious illness a while ago caused the Mulian to have not recovered until now, and when he was hungry again, he was even weaker.
She blamed all this on Ji Thief and A Jie, if it weren't for these two guys, she wouldn't have become like this.
When Yang Tian grows up and sighs, Mulian hates the injustice of her life.
From beginning to end, I just want to live, it's just that simple, why, Ji Zei disagrees.
Why, A Jie gave himself hope to live, but pushed himself into despair.
The exhaustion of food made the manglietia, which had a strong branch, despair.
However, while she was complaining, she never seemed to think about a problem.
You can live if you want, but if you live, the premise is that you can't deprive others of their lives at will.
Maybe Mulian has gotten used to it. In order to live for herself, anyone is a tool in her eyes.
But what Ji Thief hates most is such a person, and it is exactly the same. It is destined that Mulian and Ji Thief will be enemies for their entire lives.
On the Bone Wasteland north of the Eastern Plain, three consecutive days of heavy snow made the primitive people miserable here.
The eastern plain is separated from the Bone Wasteland by only a mountain range, but the eastern plain to the south of the mountain range is rich in water plants and abundant prey.
On the contrary, it is the bone wasteland to the north of the mountain range.
Even in the long season of spring and summer, you can't find more than ten prey groups on the Bone Wasteland.
Here, everyone has seen the biggest prey, but it's just a wild boar.
But the sturdy physique of the wild boar is not something that these natives can hunt.
The harvest season is already this pair of fields, let alone after the autumn killing and winter storage.
Three days of heavy snow filled the whole earth with a silvery white.
Many natives with simple animal skins tied around their waists walked out of their residences one after another, rummaging in the snow for food that could give them food.
Three days of heavy snow made the weather extremely cold.
If it is not that they have not eaten for three consecutive days, then these indigenous people, who are dressed in simple clothes and have simple weapons, are not willing to go out and get cold.
Some children walked awkwardly on the snow. The cold frost and snow made their bare feet red.
The vast land is full of scattered indigenous people from various tribes.
Using their previous experience, they rummaged through the snowdrifts to find prey that had not escaped the heavy snow and was frozen to death.
However, even if it can be harvested, how many people can be filled?
"Rabbit, I found the rabbit!"
A child who appeared to be only seven or eight years old picked up a frozen hare from the snow and cheered.
His body was covered with frozen purple scars.
Next to him, there was an old man who was about forty or fifty years old. Hearing the child's voice, the first thing he did was rush over to cover the child's mouth.
However, it was already too late.
In the past three days, the child who saw the prey for the first time couldn't restrain the joy in his heart, and almost exhausted his whole body to shout.
The sound reverberated above the ground, and the primitive people of other tribes searching for food in the snow stopped when they heard the sound, and turned their heads toward a pair of sly and cruel gazes like wolves and foxes.
The old man grabbed the child in the department with one hand: "Go!"
When the voice fell, the clansmen of other tribes had already rushed over, each holding their weapons, and yelling fiercely: "Put the rabbit down!"
For a time, there was a mess on the Bone Wasteland.
A small number of primitive people with wooden spears in their hands became the overlords in the battle. They took wooden spears and expelled and attacked those primitive people who dared to grab food with them and only had some animal bones as weapons in their hands.
The blood-red flowers bloomed on the silver-white ground in an instant.
To hunt, kill the hunter first.
This is almost an unwritten rule on the Bone Wasteland.
It can be said that every day, the Bone Wasteland is bleeding.
The severe winter is even more cruel.
There are so many prey, it is impossible for everyone to eat it.
Hearing the painful cry of the same kind in his ears, the child who first discovered the prey was frightened. He trembled and pressed the rabbit under him, afraid to make any movements.
Suddenly, someone in a panic grabbed his hand: "Follow me."
The child looked up and saw the old man of the same race who had reminded and protected him earlier.
At that time, the child showed joy on his face, jumped up, hugged the prey, and followed.
The two fled the scene amidst the fight. The child sighed when he looked back and listened to the looming sound of fighting coming from the boundless earth.
The old man of the same race also couldn't help but gasped, and said, "Huh, it is safe here."
Hearing these words, the child turned his head to the old man of the same race and said: "Many, thank you very much, I will give you a rabbit leg."
What the child said was sincere, and he was really grateful to this old man of the same race.
If it weren't for him, let alone whether he could keep his prey, even his own life would be a big problem.
The battle in the Bone Wasteland can be said to be the cruelest. This child has every reason to believe that the battle caused by the rabbit in his arms just now is indispensable. Several people will die.
And he, as the owner of the prey, couldn't survive at all.
It is precisely because of this that he would express his gratitude to the elderly of the same race who saved himself and allowed himself to successfully keep the prey.
However, his words just fell, and he saw the kind old man of the same tribe opposite, but looked at himself with weird eyes.
At the moment, the child felt a little bit in his heart, and instinctively felt that the situation was not right.
He just wanted to run, but asked the old man to step forward, grabbed his neck with one hand and threw it back.
With a plop and lay down on the ground, the old man stepped forward with a hideous face, holding a sharpened, primitive thigh bone in his hand, and forcing the child’s neck, Jie Jie sneered: "Bring the rabbit to Come out, otherwise, I will kill you!"
The child was frightened: "You, you!"
The old man cares a lot. After being hungry for three days, he can no longer control the friendship of the same family, and the human bone in his hand stabs forward.
With a chuckle, the child's widened pupils gradually lost focus.
The old man threw the human bones, snatched the frozen hare from the child's arms, opened his mouth and gnawed up.
Crunchy, blood splattered.
The hare was so cold that it was too hard, and the old man’s teeth were not so good. This meal was full of flesh and blood.