Chapter 55 The gourmets of primitive times
The sun finally sets.
Under the dark blue sky, the mountains are quiet, the birds and beasts are in panic, and the shadows are heavy.
The five warriors of the Guadi tribe had lost all their courage and shrank at the entrance of the cave, staring at the darker and darker world around them in horror. For those who have been hiding in the cave since birth, it felt really hopeless.
Wu Yuan was as if nothing had happened. He set up two bonfires around him and built a stone wall half a person high. At this moment, he was holding several straight trunks as thick as bowls and putting them on the fire to roast them.
Every time I bake it for a while, I will take it out and rub it hard on the stone. Yes, it is rub.
Before, Zhang Yang was unable to rub the wooden spear due to conditions, and Wu Yuan himself was also in a daze due to the influence of the soul memory in this body.
But now, he has recovered and naturally knows how to prepare weapons for himself.
Even if this weapon is still in a simplicity, it is enough.
This is destined to be a night of killing, and only through warm blood can he prove that he is still the most powerful warrior!
No matter when, where, or in what situation.
Zhang Yang was sleeping soundly, his breath was calm and his face was quiet, just like the breeze of this night, very comfortable.
When the last ray of sky light dimmed and the surrounding darkness began to be shined by the jumping fire, the roars of beasts came from the distant mountains and forests, followed by some other strange sounds.
soon,
There seemed to be countless night birds flying above the head, rolling up gusts of strong wind and fishy smell. At a moment, even the stars in the night sky seemed to be scared to disappear, and the shadow of death was like a sharp razor wandering around the throat.
But the flames burned by two large bonfires eventually made this terrible unknown shadow linger and eventually left.
During the whole process, the five warriors of the Guadi tribe were so scared that they collapsed.
Wu Yuan just looked up and stopped caring about it.
As for Zhang Yang, he has been sleeping quietly.
Next was a quieter night, with the roar of beasts and all kinds of strange sounds disappearing.
It was not until more than half an hour later that a rustling sound came. With the light of the fire, you could see the eyes like small lanterns in the darkness.
They are very quiet and constantly wandering, as if they are quite afraid of the fire.
At some point, they retreated and disappeared.
The magical effect of the flame finally made the five warriors of the Gudat tribe a little braver.
But Wu Yuan still roasted his five wooden spears and a special spear that was twenty centimeters thick and nearly four meters long by the bonfire.
Out of the intuition of the warrior and some memories in this body, he knew that the night in this world would be more terrifying than he thought. Although he didn't know what was going on at that night, the huge rock blocking the entrance of the cave would not lie, and the claw marks several inches deep on it were evidence.
The night is getting deeper.
Wu Yuan stopped rubbing the wooden spear. He placed several weapons beside him and was within reach. He also learned to Zhang Yang's breath, his expression was peaceful, and he seemed to have fallen asleep.
At some point, the night wind gradually became stronger, the flames were blown and the sparks were dancing, like a demon was born.
The wood in the bonfire was finally burned out, and the flames were much smaller. Five warriors of the Guadi tribe mustered up their courage to add firewood, but before they could stand up, Wu Yuan had already jumped up like a strong wind, and two wooden spears in his hand were launched in succession. He lifted one foot, and another wooden spear came into his hand. People were like afterimages, and spears were like terrifying geese!
In an instant, only the sound of wind, whimpering sounds, and the sound of blood gushing.
Under the reflection of the flames, two unknown ferocious beasts were lying on the ground and were twitching. The third ferocious beast collided with Wu Yuan. The sharp claws were only a few centimeters away from breaking his chest, but the wooden spear in his hand pierced the ferocious beast back and forth!
He pulled out the three wooden spears with expressionless expression. Wu Yuan didn't even look at the corpses of the three ferocious beasts. He turned around and sat down, closed his eyes to rest, as if nothing had happened.
The fire on one side finally went out, leaving only a pile of red charcoal fires. The strong smell of blood was carried out by the night wind, and there were dark shadows in the distance.
"Wu Yuan, set fire!"
Zhang Yang really woke up after a night, and he even stretched comfortably.
Because only this way can quickly restore the soul power. Fortunately, no ferocious beast disturbed his good dream.
The wood branches are thrown into the fire, and even if they are basically wet wood, it does not affect the rise of the flames.
Zhang Yang stood by the fire, staring at the jumping flames, and was fascinated by the fact that his soul power field was also released silently, covering an area of 100 meters, allowing him to know everything around him.
However, he did not observe and lock on the ferocious beasts attracted by the bloody smell. What he observed was not the flame, but the oxygen in the air, something that could make the flame burn more violently.
He has solved the eight mana structures of the second closed-circle circle and the fourth closed-circle circle of the fireball spell, and he can also fully display it with the micro-operation of the soul power field.
But before that, he was missing something, a substance that upgraded the ordinary flames, became more violent and more powerful.
Zhang Yang cannot separate oxygen, or there is no cost-effectiveness. He may not be able to obtain much pure oxygen even if he consumes all his soul power.
But if you simply compress air, it will be much easier.
As the mind changes, in places where others cannot see it, Zhang Yang has easily compressed the air as big as a fist, and the multiple is not high, just three times the atmospheric pressure.
Next, he wrapped the compressed air balloon into the soul force field, moved it into the flame, and contracted the soul force field, so that it could achieve the purpose of substantialization through compression.
Of course, there is no need to really make the soul power field substantial, because the cost of doing so is too high, you just need to approach that critical point. At this time, Zhang Yang's soul power field feels the burning of the flames and begins to hurt each other, which means that he has the ability to control the flames.
"The first step is successful!"
Zhang Yang recited silently in his heart, focused on it, and while enduring the pain of burning flames, he began to build six structures of the second closed-circuit circle.
This structure can be drawn on paper with complex patterns or constructed with mana as an index. Also, as long as the soul force field reaches a certain substantive critical point, it can also be constructed.
Even if the manufacturing process is precise enough, this architecture can be presented with steel, which is an enchanting machine.
It can be said that Zhang Yang's step seems simple, but in fact he has opened the door to a new world.
In the blink of an eye, the six structures that were not complicated, but they were absolutely not simple, were successfully constructed. At this moment, Zhang Yang felt that a huge vortex was born out of thin air, and was madly devouring his soul power until he swallowed about one-sixth of his soul power.
At this moment, the second closed-circuit circle has been completely constructed, and with the power of the soul as the driving force, a mysterious curved force field has been formed.
It was also at this moment that Zhang Yang let go of the control of the compressed air balloon, but not only did the compressed air not disappear, but was directly absorbed by the curved force field.
At the same time, a large amount of flames were also sucked into the curved force field.
From the perspective of Wu Yuan and others, it was like a big flame that was originally several meters tall was swallowed by some monster out of thin air. It was instantly dark around it, and it was not until a second later that new flames rose.
At this time, an extremely magical scene appeared, and a fist-sized fireball appeared in Zhang Yang's hand, dripping around.
Zhang Yang showed an extremely mysterious smile on his face. Then, with a raised hand, the fireball was like a meteor, which rushed out nearly a hundred meters and directly hit a huge beast more than three meters high.
"burst!"
The moment Zhang Yang emitted this syllable, he also retracted the control of the fireball by the soul force field, and also changed a certain structure.
The next moment, like thunder in heaven came to the world, a huge flame exploded, forming a flame mushroom of more than ten meters in size.
The vicinity was illuminated like daylight, and the ferocious beast died on the spot, with a scent of fragrance.
Chapter completed!