A primitive tribe, Wuming was shirtless and wore a grass skirt. When the wind blew, his bare buttocks could be vaguely seen.
He blinked, unable to accept this change. A moment ago, he was still wearing clothes made of the water of the Dream River. The clothes were not only comfortable and close-fitting, but also provided him with considerable protection.
But in the blink of an eye, he became a tribal savage. This is such a huge change in style.
At the same time, he had a feeling of weakness, as if he had turned back into a mortal being. He could not help but jump on the spot, but he could not fly, and could not even jump more than one meter high.
This level is poisonous!
At least leave him a message!
After Wuming landed, he felt a chill in his balls and couldn't help but complain wildly in his mind.
He was not afraid of any difficulties, but he felt extremely painful for this level that directly turned him into an ordinary person.
It's like a healthy person who suddenly gets a lot of diseases and feels extremely uncomfortable. The stronger his body was originally, the more uncomfortable he feels now.
Although this body is a healthy body, Wuming feels that it is really too weak.
At this time, a light screen appeared in front of him, with the words written on it: Level 6, complete a great migration of life. The more survivors in the tribe, the higher the evaluation will be, and the evaluation will affect the prize obtained in this level.
"The Great Migration of Life?"
Wuming frowned and immediately looked around the tribe. Sure enough, many savages were already packing up their things, and some were also sharpening their stone spears.
Fortunately, this level is not like the previous one, where even the rules are vague.
But this level is a bit difficult.
He is an ordinary person, and he has to protect the entire tribe to complete the migration...
"Let's take it one step at a time."
Wuming thought for a long time but couldn't come up with any good solution. Finally, he sighed helplessly.
etc.
By the way, what is his status in the tribe
Isn't this another trap
Wuming suddenly realized the problem, thought about it, and immediately walked towards a savage.
The savage was sitting on the ground polishing his stone spear. When he saw him coming, he immediately stood up and said, "Kasan!"
"… "
Wuming's heart started beating wildly, and he suspected that this was Japanese. Could it be that he was in an ancient island country
But then he realized that it was not Japanese, but just a name with a similar pronunciation. After the other party called him, he respectfully handed him the stone spear with both hands.
"It would be nice if Xu Qinqin was here."
Wuming took the stone spear and sighed slightly in his heart.
Many contents of the levels of Shenzang are actually related to the heavens and all worlds. If knowledgeable people enter these levels, they can directly infer the world they are in and even the culture of this world through various clues.
But Wuming had just come into contact with the Shenzang Space and had no time to learn all this knowledge. Moreover, although he was not unlearned, he was not an elite student either. If he really had to study, the most he could do was to ask Xiaoxi to record it down.
The problem is that at this level, Xiaoxi can’t be contacted, he is just an ordinary person!
Combining all the above situations, Wuming deeply realized that he was just a waste. As expected, he admitted that he was a waste first, and he felt much better.