There has never been fairness in the world. Some people have reincarnated well. They are born with rich clothes and good food. And some people, born deaf and dumb, were abandoned in the wild and could not live for more than three days.
It's also not fair between races.
The elves have extraordinary looks, both in terms of average intelligence and life span, they are far superior to other races.
The kobolds, on the other hand, were born in the dark underground, living by eating mud. Their lifespan generally does not exceed fifteen years. People who are over ten years old are 'old people'.
What's more terrible is that their living environment is extremely difficult. They are weak and can't deal with any larger animals, let alone fierce ones, and small animals run so fast that they can't catch up at all.
Here is the Gobi wilderness, there are no plants, and even insects are few, and most of the insects have highly poisonous 'weapons' for defense. Predating these insects is dangerous and has no nutrition. The loss outweighs the gain.
Only when you occasionally meet animals that are dying of old age or disease, can you treat them as animals.
Kobolds have a digestive system that is only a little worse than that of dragons. They can eat soil for a living, but they can only maintain their most basic mobility, and if they swallow too much sandstone that cannot be fully digested, they will also die due to lack of nutrition. gradually die.
There is no light in the cave, but kobolds have weak truesight and can see everything around them.
It's just gray and white.
The stench here is overwhelming, and there are crackling sounds from time to time. It's the rubbing sound a kobold makes as it devours dirt.
A young kobold was lying motionless on the ground, and suddenly it shook its whole body, spit out lumps of undigested sand, convulsed for a while, and was dying.
A few kobolds next to him looked over, and then moved away in the next second, appearing extremely numb. In such a situation, they have seen too much.
Only the little kobold's mother slowly moved to the little kobold's side, touched it lightly with her hand, and let out a weak whine.
Arkin walked over and nodded lightly at the little kobold. The crimson magic ball submerged into the little kobold's body, and after a while, the little kobold seemed to become more energetic, and began to chew the ball of sand that he just spit out just now.
Compared with the surrounding soil, this group of silt with its gastric juice should be easier to digest.
Alkin sat softly on the ground, he was a little tired after using magic. But he knew better that the main cause was hunger.
If he can eat enough, let alone use magic once, it will not be a problem to use it a hundred times a day.
"It can't go on like this."
Arkin muttered to himself.
Kobolds are also divided into ethnic groups. The white-skinned sharp-toothed clan he belongs to, because the land they occupy is not good, and the energy contained in the soil is too little, even if the clansmen eat desperately, they cannot satisfy their own energy.
And in many cases, the more you eat, the more you lose, and the energy you get is not enough for eating and digesting.
Alkin took out a piece of jerky that he treasured.
The smell of the meat immediately made the kobolds around turn their heads back, but seeing that it was Alkin, they suppressed their hunger and continued to eat the dirt on the ground or on the walls.
Swallowing the jerky into the stomach, the kobold has a strong digestion ability, and soon Alkin felt that his body had some strength.
He climbed up the low passage of the cave, and used his strong forelimbs to dig out the specially sealed soil layer. About half an hour later, he got out of the ground and carefully looked around. Indeed, there was nothing on the desolate red land. After the enemy, he crawled out from inside, and then sealed the hole with mud.
It was noon, and the sun was frighteningly strong.
Layers of air waves are floating on the nearly deserted red land, and the horizon in the distance is constantly distorting weakly.
nice weather! Alkin looked at the bright red sun in the sky.
Although they are called kobolds, they are essentially a type of lizard, and the hot temperature has many positive benefits for them.
For example, faster blood flow brings more agile speed and faster thinking. Of course, it also makes the body consume energy faster.
On this red land that has almost turned into a desert, there are almost no plants to be seen, and the ones that can be seen occasionally are also poisonous. Even with the digestion ability of a kobold, it cannot be eaten indiscriminately.
Arkin pushed himself further away from the lair's entrance, then collapsed on the hot gravel, pretending to be dead.
Occasionally, there were black spots flying by in the sky, and Alkin knew that those were vultures, which specialized in feeding on carrion.
These vultures are its target village.
At this time, Alkin's body was full of rancid smell, part of which was contaminated by the metabolites excreted by the tribesmen after staying in the cave for too long, and the other part was the smell from the corpses of the tribesmen, which stuck to his body.
Those tribesmen who died of illness and old age will not be buried, but will slowly enter the belly of other tribesmen.
During the period of extreme lack of food, the corpse of any tribe is an important source of food to ensure that other tribes can live for a longer period of time.
The corpses of the clansmen eat very slowly, it doesn't matter if they rot, the powerful digestive system of the kobolds can defeat any spoiled food.
One of the tribe's corpses was eaten yesterday, but the rancid stench still lingers in the cave.
Having lived in the abalone room for a long time without knowing the smell, Alkin himself could not smell the stench of rotting corpses for the time being.
But it believes that those vultures in the sky can smell it.
After lying in the sun for nearly half an hour, the two vultures flew lower and lower. Alkin heard the flapping of their wings, narrowed his eyes slightly, and saw their figures.
It presses the breath lower, trying to control the heartbeat and the flow of breath.
The two vultures flew lower and lower. They could smell the strong stench of Alkin's body, but their survival instincts and experience made them very cautious.
They hovered above Alkin for at least ten minutes, and after confirming that the creature below would not move, they finally flew down.
The moment they landed next to Alkin on the ground, Alkin suddenly jumped up, stretched out his claws, grabbed the necks of the two vultures, twisted them hard, and suddenly the two vultures fluttered for a while. Yes, it becomes a dead bird.
After catching two prey, Arkin should have been very happy, but instead he cursed secretly.
It turned out that a vulture was struggling just now, and when it pecked it, a small blood hole appeared in its left hand, and the blood was slowly oozing out.
It immediately licked off its own blood, and at the same time temporarily sealed the wound with its saliva. Then he grabbed the two dead birds and ran towards the nest.
Followed to the entrance of the cave, it looked around, immediately opened the entrance of the cave, first threw two birds in, then jumped into the cave by itself, then sealed the entrance of the cave, and thickened it by two or three layers.
Not long after it sealed the entrance of the cave, a nine-meter-long silver-scaled boa constrictor walked all the way to the entrance of the lair, smelling the faint smell of blood. After trying for a while and finding that I couldn't get into the cave, I huddled around and waited silently.
Arkin's ears were on the ground, and he heard the sound of the snake moving. It opened its mouth silently, then sat down.
After sucking a few mouthfuls of blood from the neck of a vulture, Alkin felt that his body had more energy, and then he carried two dead birds that were almost as big as his body back to the cave at the bottom.
Throw the two birds among the tribe.
More than a hundred kobolds slobbered around the two dead birds, but none of the kobolds stepped forward to snatch the food.
After a while, several little kobolds and old kobolds came out of the group. They drank the blood of the dead bird, ate some of the meat, and withdrew.
Then the two birds were divided into more than a hundred parts, and each part was shattered as big as a little finger.
Two bird heads were placed in front of Alkin.
Other kobolds ate meat the size of a little finger.
And Arkin slowly chewed up the two bird heads and swallowed them into his stomach.
Really tasty!
Watching the clansmen disperse, those who sleep sleep, those who eat dirt eat dirt. That sentence flashed in Alkin's head again.
It can't go on like this.
Kobolds eat dirt and can live for a long time if they stay in their caves. Alkin drank some bird blood and ate two more bird heads. This was the most food he had eaten in the past six months.
He then fell asleep and slept for more than ten days.
The silver python outside the cave has already left.
After it got up, it felt that its body seemed to be a little bigger. But it didn't pay attention to this matter, but summoned an old kobold in front of itself.
"Aurora, I'm leaving the tribe for a while."
"Why, chief." The old kobold turned pale in shock. It is the second member of the ethnic group who can think and speak normally except for Aurora: "Are you going to abandon us? Without your leadership and restraint, we will live But two years."
"I'm going out to find a new habitat for the clansmen, or a new owner." Alkin said lightly, "I'll be back within a year at most, and if I haven't come back by the time, then I'm dead outside. "
"Chief, we can live here without going out to take risks."
"Five years ago, there were more than 300 members of our clan, but now there are only more than 100."
The old kobold looked blank. For a kobold who doesn't even know the word and spends almost all his life in caves, how could he know what kind of concept 'year' is.
"Anyway, I'll be back." Alkin grinned.
On the third day, he disappeared from the cave without a sound.
Along the way, it used its weak fire breath to catch some prey, slowly walked out of the red land, and persistently walked in the direction of the setting sun.
Across the grasslands, through dangerous forests, and across wide rivers. Although it was almost killed by ferocious beasts several times, it is getting stronger and stronger, it can catch more and more prey, it eats more and more things, and its size is getting bigger and bigger.
At least a lot stronger than when he first came out.
The power of its flame breath has also increased significantly, it can turn all objects within six meters into fly ash, and turn rocks into magma.
Such a self should be very strong.
Alkin swelled a little.
Then it saw a slate avenue, a very beautiful slate.
Is this the way of man
Alkin came to this judgment based on the inherited knowledge in his mind.
How about finding a powerful human to fight and try your own strength
It remembered that more than two hundred years ago, the kobolds were expelled to the red land by humans.
Just as he was thinking so, the sound of horseshoes came from afar. A human youth in armor rode up.
He wears a long sword around his waist, and holds a square shield with the logo of the fire phoenix in his left hand. When he got closer, the young human discovered Alkin.
A pair of blue pupils looked over.
Then Alkin's body was 'fixed'. It felt that every cell in its body was trembling, all in fear, and all wanted to scramble to escape from this place.
But because it was too frightened, it couldn't control its own body. Can only 'quietly' stand in place.
Compared with this human being, those ferocious beasts are as weak as newborn babies. Alkin even had an illusion that there was a giant blue bird phantom behind the human in front of him.
Fortunately, the young man looked it up and down for a while, then continued to ride away.
After the sound of horseshoes was gone, control finally returned to Alkin. Driven by fear, it ran around instinctively, it just wanted to escape from that terrifying human man.
After running for a day and a night, it regained some of its sanity, and was about to see what was going on around it, only to find that it was surrounded by humans.
Then a noose tied it.
This kind of lasso can break free with a little effort, and there are not many strong humans around, so it looks very weak. But it didn't dare to move around, for fear that killing humans casually would attract that terrifying human youth just now.
"Let me see what I caught, a kobold." The tall human man looked at it with some surprise: "It seems that I haven't seen a kobold enter the human world at will for more than a hundred years. What's going on? Got lost?"
The inexplicable inherited knowledge in its mind made it understand what humans said, but it was now in a state of enlightenment and could not respond at all.
"Send it to Woking City to see if anyone wants it. The priests in Woking City like to collect some weird things."
Although Arkin could break the rope and escape now, for some reason, he sat down quietly.
In fact, it proved that its decision was correct.
Although humans did not give it freedom and kept it in a small cage, they gave it a piece of black bread regularly along the way every day.
This is the most 'food' food Alkin has ever eaten.
When he tasted the bread for the first time, he almost cried.
The cage was placed on a cart and walked unsteadily for five days. Then came to a huge city wall.
A huge black dragon head hangs on the city wall.
Arkin hugged his head in the cage, trembling.
Humans are terrible, terrible. They even dared to kill the black dragon master, and even hung up its head as a trophy.