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Five hundred and seventieth chapters fangs(1/2)

This is a very primitive tribe.

What comes to mind is the stone bed he is currently lying on. It is said to be a bed, but in fact it is just a big stone. It has been slightly polished and placed in the bedroom.

Moreover, this was not a bedroom at all. Yang Shou saw strange bones on the ground.

It's as white as snow, with no flesh at all on it.

In addition, there are various utensils placed in the corners, most of which are made of polished stones and bones.

Some of them were stained with blood and filled with a strong smell of blood.

"Primitive tribe..."

Yang Shou murmured in his heart, and he found that he had turned into a baby.

Looking at his little hands, Yang Shou suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart.

The illusion of reincarnation is a place he specially created to escape the tribulation of the human heart. It is full of reincarnation variables. Once it is combined with the tribulation of the human heart, Yang Shou doesn't know what will happen.

"This time I have dragged people's hearts into the illusion of reincarnation all at once. It is very likely that I will sink into the life of the group of creatures I evolved."

This is a high probability event. For example, right now, he feels that he is very likely to become the child of Caesar.

This scene left a deep impression on him. It was the first world he created when he first got the time turner.

In order to allow them to develop rapidly, Yang Shou artificially created disasters and released a large number of behemoths.

Those primitive tribes were bullied and suffered numerous casualties before Caesar was born.

While Yang Shou was thinking, a hurried and panicked cry came from outside.

"Woooo..."

Yang Shou didn't understand the meaning of their words, but judging from the behavior of others, they were in big trouble.

Then he, a newborn baby, was wrapped in a piece of animal skin, walked out of this place that could be called a bedroom, and fled with the race.

He finally saw the horror of women in primitive society. His nominal "mother" jumped up from the bed, tied him tightly to her back, and ran at a speed of 100 meters. She was not lagging behind.

Others in the tribe.

Yang Shou's small internal organs were bumpy and painful all the way.

Even though he was in pain, Yang Shou did not cry out.

Just kidding, you still have to have the dignity of being a creator god. He endured the severe discomfort, and Yang Shou finally migrated to a safe place with his race.

And looking back, looking in the direction of the original "home", a towering beast like a mountain was roaring, destroying everything.

Those tribesmen who were slow to escape were treated as food by the giant beasts, one bite at a time without even spitting out the bones.

Yang Shou swallowed his saliva. As a small creature, when he saw such a majestic and tall beast, as big as a mountain, he was quite shocked for a moment.

The visual impact is enough to frighten ordinary people.

"No wonder people in the wizarding world can't help but worship me every time they see me."

Except for the era of Julius Caesar, in the post-wizard era, every wizard respects him very much.

Perhaps only that lunatic Caesar dared to challenge such a great life as his own.

"Now I am 80% sure that this is the early wizarding world. It was still in the tribal era and Emperor Caesar had not yet been born."

He doesn't know what the future achievements of this body will be after he enters reincarnation. Entering the illusion of reincarnation, everything is unclear.

In addition, Yang Shou has lost all his power and cannot deduce. He can only stay patiently in his race and save his life in this dangerous world.

Ten years later.

Ten-year-old Yang Shou can already run and jump. His physical fitness is very good. Yang Shou practices his escape skills diligently every day and becomes the fastest runner in this small tribe.

"It's been ten years and the sun hasn't set yet."

Yang Shou sat on the tree roof of his home, looking at the scorching sun in the sky, and was completely sure that this world was a wizarding world.

"The beast riots have become more and more serious in recent years, and the people in the tribe have suffered heavy deaths. There are not many left."

Young Yang Shou frowned and already had a preliminary understanding of the world.

This world is full of tribes, scattered and fragmented, and no one has unified all the tribes yet.

Mainly because Caesar the Great hadn't been born yet.

“I don’t know where Emperor Caesar is now, and how many years will it take for him to be born?”

Yang Shou is already ten years old. He has calculated that even if he lives to death, he will only have one hundred and twenty years left to live.

If Emperor Caesar is not born again and leads the tribes out of the wilderness...

After ten years of exploring the illusion of reincarnation, Yang Shou discovered that the illusion changed people's minds.

No one in this world was hostile to him, but he was completely trapped in it.

If he cannot break through the illusion, he will be trapped in it for the rest of his life.

And Yang Shou guessed that the way to break through the illusion may lie in each of the protagonists in these illusions.

If the Tao Yun of Creation wants to be sublimated into the origin of creation, those people with amazing talents who bring Tao Yun to themselves are the opportunity.

"But where is Emperor Caesar?"

Yang Shou did not dare to leave the tribe, so he spent three years again.

At the age of thirteen, Yang Shou was given a name by the elders of the tribe.

In primitive society, people usually have no names before the age of thirteen.

Because in primitive society, death was too common, and people before the age of thirteen died the most.

After the age of thirteen, it means that you have the ability to hunt and protect yourself, and you are worthy of being given a name by the elders.

A white-haired elder with vigorous steps gently touched Yang Shou's forehead and sighed with compassion: "You are the fastest runner among the younger generation in our tribe, so from now on you will be called Fang!"

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Yang Shou: "..."

He really wanted to know the connection between running the fastest and being called a fang, but he didn't understand the brain circuits of primitive society at all.

I just vaguely feel that the word fang sounds familiar.

No, that's not right!

Yang Shou suddenly woke up.

He showed an expression of disbelief. Before Emperor Caesar became emperor, his name was Fang!

"I became Julius Caesar?"

Yang Shou suppressed his shock. No wonder he searched the tribe and surrounding tribes but could not find anyone named Kaisar.

He almost forgot this time.

Emperor Caesar changed his name after becoming emperor in order to show off.

"This is a big deal. I have become Emperor Caesar. Will I rebel against myself in the future?"

Yang Shou suddenly felt the malice of Xin Xin Jie again, and felt a little numb.

After resisting myself, I was killed by myself...

"No, it won't be that simple. If I go through Caesar's life step by step, I'm afraid I won't be able to get out of the illusion of reincarnation!"

After getting his name, Yang Shou fell into deep thought.

"The illusion of reincarnation, how can we break through it?"

Yang Shou began to explore the world around him, seeking the possibility of breaking out of this reincarnation.

This search lasted ten years.

In the past ten years, the leader of the tribe has gradually aged. Yang Shou, with his strong body and fast running speed, has become the new leader of the tribe.

After becoming the leader, the first thing Yang Shou did was to find a newborn baby.

There are no other requirements, as long as you are strong and healthy.

After spending several years, Yang Shou found the newborn babies of his race and began to personally train and educate them.

After the baby became sensible, he called himself... foster father!

Yang Shou tried to train him to be a successor as strong and fast as himself.

He also lived up to Yang Shou's expectations, and his strength was not inferior to Yang Shou's.

When he was thirteen years old, Yang Shou named him... Fang.

That's right, it's fangs!

This is what Yang Shou thinks of as the only way to escape reincarnation.

The reincarnations that have merged with the calamity of the human heart obviously want to kill themselves in each reincarnation.

As long as you die, you will most likely be able to survive this illusion of reincarnation!
To be continued...
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