Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Gongjiaheng lives in a mountain not too far from the river bank, and you can see it from the river bank, after all, there are not many mountains around here.

Shao Xuan also tried to ask a few questions along the way, and Gongjiaheng also answered them. Unless it was about the hidden things of the boxman, other things, Gongjiaheng didn't care. He said most of all, that he had cast forged objects, had large instruments such as dings, and also had weapons such as sword spears. There was strong confidence and arrogance between the words.

In the eyes of the boxmen, in terms of casting and forging, they call it second, nobody dares to call it first, it must be their clan who can surpass themselves.

Nor did he relax his vigilance at a time when the armor was constantly boasting. Although it seemed relaxed and casual in his expression, he was able to react immediately after a little movement.

A multi-footed monster suddenly emerged from the grass. Even on the ground, the monster was a section higher than the two Shao Xuan. The two tentacles swing like an antenna on the top of his head. The two clamped teeth bite toward Shao Xuan and the armor. The semi-defunct giant trunk of the grass next to him did not reduce the speed of the monster slightly.

Shao Xuan did not move, the manicure next door Heng just smiled with Shao Xuan to show off the famous instrument he had built, the next moment he jumped high, the big hammer in his hand was like a wind, the strong power passed from the arm to the copper hammer, aroused a deterrent breath, and hit the rushing giant head.

On the head of the giant insect that clamped its teeth, a pit almost half a metre deep appeared, covering the head with a ruptured housing, and the brown green liquid splashed out of the crack.

Such a powerful blow did not kill the giant bug, but it did not wait for the giant bug to react more, and the hammer of the cry flashed, such as a hurricane, with a sense of thunder.

Boom, boom!

The ruptured shell was bombarded by a stormy hammer with monstrous brown green brain fluids, such as fireworks. But the winking kung fu, a dozen monsters who had just rushed in, is now lying there motionless, and its head, has turned into a piece of debris.

After the copper hammer leaves the worm body, it continues to dance on the hand of Jingjiaheng, kilograms of copper hammer, the weight is slightly lifted, with a feeling of randomness under the motion.

Some people seem to be overbearing, physically tough, and actually too vain inside, while Gongjiaheng is full of real power on this boxman with the raised muscles with the totem cloud pattern.

He is a caster and forger.

Gongjiaheng threw away the monster brain fluids and crushed shells on the copper hammer and continued to take Shao Xuan to the residence.

“Where were we? Oh yes, speaking of a slave owner named Dynasty asked me to give him a sword...”

With a smile on his face, Kouka Heng went on to not finish what he had just said, as if the thing that had just slammed a monster into slag was just an ordinary little thing.

Shao Xuan easily dragged the ten-metre long alligator to the residence of Gongjiaheng, where there was a cave at the foot of the mountain, where some goods were stored, there was food, and a variety of other scattered tools, stoneware, horn bones, metal utensils.

However, KAC did not live inside, but built a stone house outside the hole, where the sleeping room was not large, nearly two-thirds of the space, used for casting and forging.

Along the way, Shao Xuan discovered that the surrounding area where Gongjia lived had set a number of traps to guard against the beasts in the mountain forest, which could also serve as an early warning.

“I live here.” Gongjiaheng refers to caves and stone houses, "he said.

Shao Xuan put down the crocodile and looked at it under the leadership of Gongjiaheng. Perhaps because few people come here, rarely encounter people, ICAC is very enthusiastic, look at the stock in the cave, these he usually eats well, but if he entertains the guests, he can't help it, ICAC still loves face, he just bragged so much, now I feel the conditions here are too cold, can only be entertained on the top of the food. So he's going to kill the crocodile he caught today.

Shao Xuan looked at the cave where ICAC kept things while ICAC killed the crocodile. For the things in the cave, Gongjiaheng did not cover up. Shao Xuan looked at them, but the stone house was not open to the outside world. There was a place where he forged, and some things could not be shown to outsiders. Shao Xuan doesn't care either.

The cave was darker than expected. Shao Xuan lit a torch and walked in. The sight swept through, the cave classification stacks with various tools, plant fruit, etc. From the various items thrown in the cave, Kouka Heng did live here for a relatively long time, about 20 years.

After a lap, Shao Xuan walked out of the hole.

“When I was only twenty years old, I cracked the meaning of the box pattern and came out looking for Konga Mountain.” Gongjiaheng dealt with the crocodile while he said. In his words, "box pattern" refers to the complex cloud pattern that is characteristic of the people in the box that Shao Xuan has seen.

“Unfortunately, I've been searching for 20 years and still haven't found a place, so I live here directly and go out to look for it every year. If I can't find it, I'll go back here temporarily and look for it after the renovation.” Gongjiaheng talked about so many years of hard experience, but also wanted to give Shao Xuan a piece of advice, don't do anything beyond your ability, otherwise you will regret it.

After 20 years of searching, it is no wonder that Gongjiaheng mentions other people who went looking for Gongjiashan, without being sarcastic, because he himself is the same, but fortunately, he is still alive and has not given up.

“I wasn't used to it at first, and many of the tools I used were golden utensils, much finer to eat, but when I got here, I had to adapt as much as I could.” Over the years, ICAC has learned a lot of jungle life skills from some tribes living in mountain forests. Without special rope and copper shackles, it substitutes vines for vines to distinguish which vines are suitable for hunting activities and learn how to mow grass ropes. Over the years, he went out to look for Gongjiashan. The gold vessels he brought in that year had consumed a lot. When he lacked materials, he went to help some tribes in the mountain forests forge weapons for low pay, exchange some materials, or have them bring some over when they were traveling.

Unlike the native tribesmen in the mountain forests, the first two decades of the life of Gongjiaheng were lived in the city under the rule of slavery. As a boxman, he possessed excellent casting talents and excellent living conditions. He usually admired many people, even those who were slave owners, who loved them more when they wanted the weapons of their hearts. But when he came here, he couldn't go on in that state, and KAC's strategy was to be friendly to the people of the Mountain Forest tribe, and he needed someone to work with to get help.

There is a boxman's identity and superior casting skills, in addition to some extremely exclusive and isolated tribes, several tribes encountered by KAC were kind to him, which is why KAC's attitude was peaceful when he met Shao Xuan.

As long as it is free of malice, KAC can treat it with a friendly attitude.

“Is that cage for catching crocodiles?” Shao Xuan asked.

There's plenty of fish here. ”Industry and armor are a constant focus. Now in such a more primitive environment, in order to save materials, we can only learn to use materials other than gold, but as a boxman, he still prefers to make metal objects, he has also built other objects before, and then for some reason, he abandoned other gold ware to make that cage, which is ridiculed and wasted by many! But he doesn't regret it.

“In that river, there was a giant fish, oh, the kind of crocodile you said, but it was huge, and I almost ate it when I crossed the river several times, and I didn't know how many weapons I had lost in that river.” Speaking of this industrial armor, he was angry, looking in the direction of the river, and his eyes hated it.

Seems to be a vendetta.

Speaking of crocodiles, staying here for 20 years, even if you haven't seen them in the last 20 years, all these years living in the mountains and forests is enough to keep your nails informed about those crocodiles.

“The depths of the rivers, when they are in the water, often reveal only eyes and nostrils.” Gongjiaheng said this to Shao Xuan, also to give Shao Xuan a better understanding of the crocodiles here.

“Their powerful tails drive them to swim quickly underwater, while also reducing water waves and quietly approaching prey. It doesn't matter if you lose a leg when duel bites each other, because they are naturally survivors, many of them lack a leg, which is a sign of their battle, so if Shao Xuan encounters a fish with a missing leg, don't underestimate it, otherwise you will regret it. ”

Gongjiaheng said: "However, the shallow water you came by, the lack of legs is inconvenient, shallow water and land, they use more legs, and sometimes in shallow water, they can jump on underwater stones. ”

“Yes, I've been through this.” Shao Xuan contrasts the crocodiles here with those of the clan, where the crocodile's hind legs are stronger. And the teeth, if the teeth of the crocodiles of the clan, if they are conical blunt objects, are sharp steel nails.

There are many indications that crocodiles are more dangerous here.

“Yo, I can't see this fish is over 100 years old and can be a foreigner.” Gongjiaheng picked up a scale and handed it to Shao Xuan, "then you can use its bone plate as armor, this fish, after 100 years of age, bone plate as armor is very good. ”

“How do you know it's over 100 years old?” Shao Xuan asked.

“Look up there.” The manicure is constantly pointing at the scales, "look at the pattern. ”

On the scale that Gongjiaheng handed Shao Xuan, there were some patterns, which, like the annual wheel of a tree, showed the age of this crocodile.

As for the bone plate that Gongjiaheng said, it's also another place where the crocodiles and the clan of crocodiles are different. Here, the back of the crocodile, there are more than 100 bone plates under the skin, which belong to the skin. For example, a strong armor covers the back of the crocodile. In the beginning, Shao Xuan's sword could cut the mouth of the crocodile, but not necessarily their back. Young crocodiles might be able to cut it, but after a hundred years of age, it's hard.