Chapter 535:

Li Bai sat on the curious bench, leaning back, his eyes contemplative. This will simplify things. There is no danger of trouble to the earth. Free up your hands to help and help these people, and let learning scientific facts-in the science they develop-which is of inestimable value to the earth. And it is possible to carry out peaceful trade with the countries of the earth without the danger of war. possible….
He suddenly smiled. It almost laughed.
"Okay. I'll stay here for a while. But, um, how did you get married?"
In the gloomy darkness, the curved canine teeth of the saber-toothed tiger shone white and ghostly. The half-length figure standing in the mouth of the hole was shaking involuntarily.
After paying the price, I learned that the life spark of a legendary race was shining in the black heart of a dead western volcano.
"Guangan!" he said. "He goes too!"
But this person's action is just to move the club to the right. The sturdy club was knotted, and the head of the stone was tied and wrapped in leather; but Gore of the Zoran tribe shook it easily with one of his long arms. When the big cat passed late at night, he only noticed inadvertently.
A leathery hand was raised to cover his open eyes. The wind from the north blew towards the entrance of the cave, bringing heavy cold rain and movement of small particles of frostbite.
snow! Gore has gone a long way, but he has never seen a storm like this, with hoarfrost in the air. Once again there was a partial trembling of fear, trembling in his muscles, holding it with his knotted arm with invisible fingers.
"The beasts of the north are angry!" he told himself.
In darkness and storms, animals drifted past before catching a cold. They are running away. They are full of fear-things that scary dull minds cannot imagine. But there was the same silent panic in that mind.
The animals on the day before the glacier, Gore stared blankly with strange eyes, just like the eyes of a wild boar, watching the storm. His arms are long, almost kneeling. His hair was thick and dull, wrapped around the greasy hair of his savage face. There was no thought or reason behind his low forehead. However, Gore is still a man, and he has better deal with the threat of disaster than a blind, fearful animal escape.
There were only a few hundred men and women in the tribe, and some brown children with big bellies, and Gore gathered them in a cave far away from his mouth.
He said to them with words and gestures: "For many satellites, the fear has always been on us. There are signs that we can see all of this and all four feet-for his great Hathor and For his little Wahti, Hathor put his long nose on the curved ivory and cried his fear, and the Death Eaters hovered over him and cried.
"Now, the sun hasn't made us warm. He has hidden behind the clouds. He is afraid-the cold monster blows white stinging things in his breath.
"The sun is gone-now, he should be in the hot summer! The four-foot foot is about to go. Even Guangan, who is long-toothed, put his tail between his legs and escaped from the cold.
His body trembled in the cold from the storm-wrapped world. They pulled the fur and leather coverings closer. Their flickering flames played strange tricks with savage faces, making them still more ugly and showing the dull horror that enveloped them.
"Run-we must run-escape-the breath of the beast is on us-he follows closely-runs..." a child roared in a sick mumbling, and then stopped. Gore spoke again:
"Run away! Run away!" He laughed at them. "Where is the Zoran tribe? Cook with Guang'an for his cat belly, or kill him with a stone from the Southern Tribe?"
No one can answer, only the ugly lips uttered a desperate moan. Gore waited, then answered his own question.
"No!" he yelled, beating his hairy chest, which was as round as the trunk of a tree. "Gore will save you-Gore, wanderer! You gave me a good name: My feet have traveled a long way. Outside the Red Top Mountains in the north, I am gone; I see the tribes in the south I brought you a head to prove. I followed the sun and I went to where the sun rose."
In the semi-dimmed light, the rough hair was waving like an ugly head, nodding to confirm the compliment, although many people still fell desperately.
"If Gore led, where would he go?" A voice was needed.
Another roared: "Gore's feet have gone very far: Where can the wild beast follow our smell?"
"Next!" Gore said, his subconscious had a dramatic effect, and he pointed to the rock floor of the cave. "I went to a place where no beasts in the north can go. You have seen the back of this hole, but only Gore has seen this hole-a hole for a strong man to climb down; this hole is for great beast It was too small. Gore found more caves and caves below after going down the mountain.
"In the distance is a place that is always warm. There is water in lakes and streams. Gore caught fish in them, and they are good. At night there are things like round plants growing, and they are also good.
"Will you follow Gore?" he demanded. "When the beast is gone, the sun is back and we will be back-"
He found an explosion in the cave and provided his own answer; it echoed: "We follow! We follow!" No need to speak through endless teeth. When the women of the tribe gathered their property, fur, leather, and rough stone tools, they shivered from the cold rather than fear. The various human figures led them to a hole where a strong person could climb, knocked them down, and then still fell....
However, as for the other parts of Gore’s promise of a safe return to the light and the promise of the sun god’s glowing outside world, how did Gore know that the mighty glacier will lock the entire land on ice for endless years and, retreat, let them? The upper cave is filled and buried under a valley buried with granite rocks?
Even if the door was opened to the land above, Gore himself would never know when the ice sheet disappeared. Because that day arrived, the sun drew the vortex of water vapor from the damp and melted ground. Gore, buried deep in the ground, had been dead for countless years. Now, only the distant descendants of that earlier tribe live in their underground houses, although even with their company, they sometimes tell the legend of another world that their ancestors left.
In the long hundred years, evolution has been slowly developing, but they knew nothing about the disappearing ice, sunlight and water, the grass and forests that covered the earth. Their descendants have not explored the ubiquitous caves, learned to tame the internal fires, are always evolving, always growing, and no one who sails in unfamiliar waters in search of new land, lives, multiplies and builds a high-altitude country. Any idea of ​​remoteness. Sunlit valleys and hilly cities and tranquil farmland.
But there are always adventurous souls entering the earth deeper and deeper. In every generation, there is a man named Gore who is taught the legend of the tribe and leads the adventurers forward. But the legend has a knack for change, instead of looking upwards, but through a deeper level, they slowly search for the mysterious gods and their father's homeland....
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