Xu Zhi went back into the house, entered the kitchen, and started to boil water. He was thirsty and wanted a cup of tea.
The fire of civilization has been cast.
This kind of insect ape with thick body hair is more like the western race. It is named Gilgamesh, the king of the west in mythology. It can be seen that Xu Zhi has high hopes for him.
Even in the test tube stage of the insect ape species, they did not have a second gene that could be accommodated - the termite gene. Xu Zhi also handed it over to him, which shows that the expectations are very high.
Whether he can really rise up depends on himself.
Next, Xu Zhi appeared very comfortable, sitting at the door of the house with his legs crossed, looking at the various scenes in the yard, "We cleaned up a hundred acres of land to build a sand table, but there are still more than ten acres of scraps left. Why don't you clean up the weeds too?"
Xu Zhi thought about it and did it, even though he didn't think clearly about what to do with the remaining land.
Boom boom boom!
Not long after, there was a knock on the door.
Xu Zhi was shirtless, put down his hoe and opened the door. Outside the door was girl Chen Xi, looking at him with a pile of food. She looked wildly into the yard, very curious, "Oh? Are you plowing the land?"
"Yes, practice your hands and exercise your body." Xu Zhi picked up a towel and wiped off her sweat. She couldn't see everything in the sand table, but thought she was plowing the land.
"Shocking!! Unexpectedly, a top student in a foreign company quit his high-paying job with an annual salary of more than 100,000 yuan. He was terminally ill and returned home to farm."
Chen Xi scratched his head, looked at Xu Zhi's golden ratio upper body, and his angular muscular contours, his old face blushed, and he silently cursed that he would definitely hang up the drawing, "Brother Xu Zhi, the food is here! Well, do you want to help? I also help my mother transplant rice seedlings at home. Your orchard has been abandoned for a long time, and your orchard is more than 100 acres, right? You are really rich, and you can’t do it by yourself now!”
"Need not."
Xu Zhi laughed and said, "There's no way, the yard is big, so I'll reclaim a random piece of land and plant some interesting seeds, and maybe I can produce admirable flowers that are so rotten."
"—Oh." Chen Xi breathed out curiously, and patted his chest to reassure, "Then you farm well! Tell me what you want to eat! Your Aunt Li and I will make it for you!"
Then he hopped and ran away.
In the end, she secretly added a sentence, giving Xu Zhi a critical blow, "I was so sluggish before, but suddenly my face became flushed and my hair grew. It must have returned... I guess I won't live for a few days , before I die, I have to take good care of you."
uh-huh?
If I grow my hair, I have to die
"Damn, do you think rice is my last supper? This girl is too insulting. I'm only in the middle stage of stomach cancer." Xu Zhi stared at the girl angrily, and opened the lunch box.
Inside is a well-prepared small bento.
Poached eggs, carrots, and grass-fried meat are very down-to-earth. After swallowing one big mouthful, the whole person's mouth is full of fragrance and refreshing.
Taste of home!
tasty!
It smells so good!
"This girl's craftsmanship is really good. I may be a dead person. She should take good care of a dying cancer patient like me, and come here every day to bring me delicious food..."
Cancer needs to pay attention to diet, especially gastric cancer. He eats such delicious and nutritious food so much that he slumps on the recliner in the yard and doesn't want to move.
After a while, I started to do some chores, and cleaned up some places in the orchard by the way.
After finishing the farm work in the yard, his body was covered in mud, so he started to wash his clothes and wring out the water. One piece of clothes, underwear, and hanging on the rope in the yard, "By the way, when will I have to go to the city to do something?" There's a washing machine."
... ... ..
The next day, Chen Xi, a round-faced girl, was addicted to giving away lunch boxes.
But in the face of her sympathetic and sympathetic behavior for a terminally ill patient, Xu Zhi never refused.
Staying at home and plowing the land, and having someone give him delicious food, taking care of himself, a terminally ill patient who is dying, made him feel that the world is full of love. Is there any more nourishing farming and pastoral life than this
there is none left.
Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan.
Plowing the fields, planting the fields, and living an extremely leisurely and ordinary life in the farm, he already vaguely had that kind of seclusion.
This short day is very short for Xu Zhi. Three meals and one sleep have passed for a long time for the sand table. It has been a long hundred years, and the average life expectancy is forty or fifty years. For the insect apes, they have passed two generations of reproduction.
Now, after two generations, that youthful insect ape has passed the torch of civilization. Has he died of old age
not at all.
He gave Xu Zhi a big surprise.
Xu Zhi clearly recorded their progress of civilization.
In the ten years after Xu Zhi left, Gilgamesh led the Zerg Ape to continue fleeing.
He was amazed that there is such a miraculous kind of fire in the world, the fire can cook food, the fire can drive away giant beasts at night, and the fire can provide warmth and maintain body temperature in cold nights.
The use of flames represents the origin of civilization.
And the sword of Damocles left behind is an invincible weapon in this primitive giant forest. With the help of the sharp weapon, Gilgamesh beheaded countless Dora monsters similar to the wretched oviraptor. People linger on and start to have the strength to resist.
In the second decade.
Gilgamesh is out of his youth and moving into his thirties.
He became majestic and tall, led the tribe, and became the most powerful hunter of the Zerg Ape clan, and was called the King of Heroes by the tribe.
He even used fire to burn the land, making the land fertile, and began to cultivate and carry out a simple farming life.
He is invincible, arrogant, arrogant, and self-respecting. The giant wisdom handed over the three treasures of civilization to him. He clearly knew that civilization is the inheritance of knowledge and history, so he boldly developed cuneiform characters and innovative languages that record racial history.
He believed that he was the first intelligent species to open up a civilized world, recorded the history of his creation of civilization in books, praised it, and named it "Genesis" without shame.
He is domineering, tyrannical, and extremely charismatic.
In the tribe, he had one hundred and thirty-one beautiful wives who bore offspring for him, and most of the offspring he gave birth to were strong and powerful, inheriting his stature and wisdom.
But in the 30s and 40s lifespan of the insect ape, Gilgamesh was already in his thirties at this time.
This hero has come to the end of their race, and he has ushered in his old age. Back then, the rough and unrestrained hero king who wielded the sword of Damocles had already reached the end of his lifespan.
In the tree house made of trees, the fire in the fireplace is burning brightly, emitting heat waves.
"That is the flame of civilization given to me by the giant wisdom beast. It is so beautiful and rotten, like a jumping fiery red stamen."
Gilgamesh, sitting peacefully on the giant chair woven with the fur of the Allah giant beast, looking at the flames, his eyes are deep and far away. His whole tall and tall body has become old and slow. head.
The corpses and skulls of various giant beasts, ferocious, unyielding, powerful, and shocking, these once invincible savage giants have been conquered by him one by one.
The entire wall seemed to record his life of glorious battles.
His life has been brilliant enough, enough to be rotten.
He realized the dream he had when he was young.
He is satisfied.
"The next leader of the tribe has been determined to be my son, Aga of Kish. His ability is not inferior to mine. He can lead the entire tribe to fight giant beasts and continue the glory."
Gilgamesh clearly felt that his life was gradually coming to an end, and that death was inevitable for living beings. He had almost accepted his fate, silently took out the blood of strength from that year, and sighed: "There is no need to worry about anything, the wise beast said, Only the bravest warriors in the world can be subdued, if you can’t survive death, you will have unparalleled power.”
"Am I the bravest warrior in the world?"
"Let me take a look!!" He was a hero, his cloudy eyes were slightly startled, and he remembered the glory days of his life in a trance, and suddenly wept, pierced his arm silently, and poured strength into his wound blood.
pain!
Incomparably stinging! ! ! ! !
Gilgamesh struggled.
This elderly hero fell to the ground, and had experienced countless fights in his body, but he had never rolled and panted in such pain.
In the end, he survived death and stood up. The thick black hair all over his body gradually receded, revealing the firm abdominal muscles of his chest, and the dense black hair on his face faded, revealing a perfect face like a god.
He was no longer gray and black, and turned into a snow-white haired Homo sapiens.
The skin is delicate and crystal-clear, as clear as termites, like a snow giant walking out of a blizzard, and the muscles are in golden proportions like Greek sculptures, with a strong impact and streamlined beauty.
"This power is..."
The burly young man with snow-white hair slowly stood up, "The blood of power, what a great power this is."
Click.
He slightly pinched the armrest of the strong skeleton, and it shattered instantly.
At this time, in the tribe, Aga of Kish, the son of Gilgamesh, was standing on a high place. He held up the sword of Damocles and announced that he would inherit the next generation of leaders.
Aga of Kish, wise and powerful, possesses both talent and character. Compared with his tyrannical and arrogant father, he is more like a qualified and kind leader. Gilgamesh also knows this, so when he is old, he is willing to put The position was entrusted to him, and he was unwilling to destroy the tribal civilization developed by his own people.
But now, it's different... .
It's completely different.
The very kind and well-loved Aga of Kish, even if he had enough respect for his own father and never thought of taking his position, Gilgamesh was not allowed to have any hidden dangers.
"I'm back, chief, and it's still mine."
On this day, blood was spilled, and the sound of mourning rang out among the Sumerian tribes. The hero king Gilgamesh killed his son, regained his position as the leader, and lived a second life.