Chapter 1 Wind Village
It was late at night, pitch black, and no scenery could be seen. But the mountain was not peaceful. Wild animals roared, shaking the mountains and rivers, and the trees trembled and the leaves fell.

Among the mountains and valleys, ferocious beasts are rampant, ancient relics appear and appear, and all kinds of terrifying sounds come and go in the darkness, threatening to tear the world apart.

In the mountains, there is a soft light looming from a distance. Under the endless darkness of the night and among the mountains, it is like a candle flickering, ready to be extinguished at any time.

But when you get closer, you will find that the source of the light is a stone mountain that is more than ten feet high. There is no grass or vegetation on the mountain, and the entire mountain is made up of stones. The light is emitted from the cracks in the stones.

Around the stone mountain, there are many small stone houses, which are now covered by the light emitted by the stone mountain.

It was already night time, and all the lights in the village had been turned off, making it seem rather quiet.

But suddenly, a loud bird cry was heard, the sound piercing through gold and stone, going straight through people's eardrums, making people extremely uncomfortable.

But strangely, such a loud noise did not cause panic in the villagers, as if they had already gotten used to it.

In a stone house on the east side of the village, a little boy of seven or eight years old sat cross-legged on a stone bed with his eyes closed. The blood surging from his body was like runes, engraved in his blood.

"call"

The boy let out a long breath, opened his eyes, and a barely perceptible light flashed across them.

"No, without precious medicine to refine, there will be almost no progress."

The boy's name is Feng Xi. He is a teenager from a village called Feng in the Great Wilderness. He has no father or mother and is an orphan. His parents died in the mouths of ferocious beasts while going out hunting two years ago. Since then, he has been surviving on his own.

"I've been in this world for eight years, and this damn panel hasn't been loaded yet. If this continues, I might die at any time."

In the air, there is a panel that only Feng Xi can see, and at this moment a ray of light is slowly loading on it.

However, eight years have passed since Feng Xi traveled through time, and this panel has also been loaded for eight years. Now there is only a tiny gap left to be filled, but this last gap will last for a month.

It's like accidentally exiting a game at a critical moment, and when you click back in, the progress bar is stuck at 99%. No matter how you refresh the network, it just can't get in, which is frustrating.

Feng Xi is in this mood now. This month is almost more tormenting than the previous eight years.

At this point, Feng Xi's identity is self-evident. He is a time traveler. In his previous life, he was just a social animal on Blue Star. He died suddenly while working overtime late at night and traveled to this dangerous world.

There are countless birds and beasts here that can tear the earth apart at any time. Ordinary people have no hope of escape from them.

Feng Xi, who has been in this world for eight years, is already roughly sure where this world is.

Although Feng Village is just an ordinary village in the wilderness, it is extremely isolated from the outside world and has almost no connection with the outside world.

But there are many things here that Feng Xi is familiar with, such as the stone mountain that protects Feng Village. The villagers call it the sacrificial spirit. For example, the village chief of Feng Village is a powerful cultivator in the cave heaven realm.

Combining these pieces of information, Feng Xi was not absolutely sure that this was that world, but he was at least 94% certain that this should, might, probably be the perfect world.

To be honest, he was desperate at first, because this world was too dark, depressing, and suffocating. It was full of power, and the principle of "big fists mean the truth" was fully demonstrated here. Not only that, the ferocious beasts in the wilderness alone almost killed him several times.

Survival in the wilderness is difficult, and not everyone is as lucky as the baby, who has a grandfather who loves him, and the uncles and aunts in the village who also care for him.

Feng Xi was not so lucky. The people in the village were neither good nor bad to him. No one showed him any special care because his parents died at the hands of ferocious beasts, nor did they bully him because he had no father or mother.

Everything was normal and nothing dramatic happened. This was also the luckiest thing for Feng Xi so far.

You know, the wilderness is very dangerous. If he is driven away by the villagers and loses the protection of the sacrificial spirits, with his current strength of a thousand pounds, he may not be able to survive even a night.

"This broken panel hasn't finished loading yet, and we have to go out hunting tomorrow." Feng Xi said anxiously.

Yes, he also had to go out hunting, and the villagers would not let him eat for free just because he was a child.

It's not just him. Every household in the village has to send one person out to go hunting. Feng Village is not a paradise like Shi Village, and the villagers are not that united.

In order to survive and for fairness, every household must send one person out, including the elderly and children. Only girls who have lost their parents and widows are exempt from this rule because they are the guarantee of the village's reproduction, so the people in the village also recognize this rule.

Of course, if the person concerned does not want to remarry, she can also choose to go out hunting and take the place at home. Feng Xi's mother chose the latter.

How could a woman have any living space in the wilderness? She unfortunately died during a rescue operation.

As for Feng Xi, since his parents passed away two years ago, he has seamlessly joined the hunting team and done things within his ability, such as setting traps and carrying the corpses of ferocious beasts.

But this does not mean safety. If the hunting team encounters extreme danger and does not have time to evacuate, these miscellaneous workers will be responsible for covering the rear to prevent the young and strong from suffering heavy losses.

Being responsible for the back-up is just a nice-sounding statement, the real intention is self-evident. No one really thinks that a group of odd jobs can save the day!

In the past two years, Feng Xi has been on the verge of death several times. It was because he had good talent. He started to move blood at the age of six, and his physique was not worse than many adults who had not practiced.

It was also based on this point that Feng Xi was able to survive three times after being the last to be killed. After all, it is a well-known fact that when facing a hungry beast, you don’t have to run very fast, you just have to run faster than others.

But this hunting trip was different from the previous ones. After gaining a strength of a thousand pounds, he had been upgraded from a handyman to a combat team and became the youngest person in the hunting team. This incident caused a sensation in the village and changed many people's attitudes towards him.

But this is definitely not a good thing for Feng Xi. Although the miscellaneous team is in danger of being left behind, such accidents do not happen every time. After becoming a combat team, it means that he is dancing on the edge of a knife every time he goes out hunting.

Just as Feng Xi was thinking about how to protect himself tomorrow, the progress bar on the panel in front of him filled up completely and the interface changed instantly.

This change made Feng Xi ecstatic, and he focused all his attention on the panel.

Please collect, read and own the new book.

(End of this chapter)