Doomsday Fast Travel: Kill That Black Butterfly

Since Yu Di had never been to a winter camp before, and it was inconvenient for her to climb with one arm, after preparing the tools, Chu Nan personally led the expedition team down to the entrance of the cave.

Suzuta originally wanted to go, but Denan took her by the collar and threw her back to the temporary tent, telling her to maintain order and not let her family be bullied by others.

This kind of warning is actually out of habit - in previous migrations, the Huimo people always followed the crowd far behind and relied on themselves for all logistics.But under the current situation, everyone in turn has to rely on the Huimo people to help transport and explore the way. The relationship between the various ethnic groups is much more harmonious, plus the two giant Buddhas Chu Nan and Yu Di are suppressing , even the always noble Jiaoxu people have become a pastime for the Huimo people. Who dares to embarrass them face to face?

Yu Di understood the attitude of Nan Shen's pioneers and did not stop him. He just told him that no matter whether he could find the supplies in stock or not, he must come back safely and alive. There were more Humo people waiting for him to lead them.

Besides, if there were another leader, would he still be able to trust Yu Di like Chu Nan?

"Don't worry, high priest. May the gods protect you." Deminan said with a smile.

As the Huimo people left, the few conversations and laughter among the crowd could no longer be heard.They all recite the words of prayer in their hearts, hoping that the leader of Chunan can bring good news and fish out food from the river of the past.

During this time, Yu Di was not idle either.She asked Bell Tapir to take people out and dig back all the edible light green moss within a two-kilometer radius.On the way to the temple, there will be less and less edible moss. By the time you can see the fluorescence from the temple, the vegetation there is all bitter and poisonous.

She had several tents dismantled, the supporting poles set up as drying racks, and a stove was built specifically to dry the moss brought back by the bell tapir, and then grind it into powder to make something similar to fried noodles. Supplement food and eat it mixed with the serious dry food made from long root mushrooms they are carrying now, in order to extend the time "there is still food" as much as possible.

Bell Tapir was already very familiar with this light blue edible sweet moss. To be on the safe side, she drew its appearance carefully and gave it to everyone who went out with her to look for it.

Many of these people are from Tini. Their people are used to growing crops. When they heard that the black and green things on the ground were actually edible, they were very curious, and they had nothing to do. The Tutongshan people who were doing this also followed behind, digging east and west, while Lingtapi and the other four Huimo people became a minority among them.

Talka acquiesced in allowing his people to follow them out to do things - he knew that people can't be idle, and once they are idle, they will start to think wildly.All kinds of bizarre ideas are said by boring and stupid people, and equally boring and stupid people will believe and spread them. This is how rumors fly, and this is the beginning of chaos.

He was most worried about the messy stall, and was still on guard against conflicts among the people of his own tribe. Now that there was something for them to do, Talka was eager for everyone to go.

The task that Yu Di assigned to Ling Tapir was not only completed quickly, but also completed several times. Yu Di looked at the mountains of moss in front of her and thought that the surrounding land might have become bald. Yes, nothing, a mess.

"Okay, that's enough." Yu Di saw that there were still people eager to try, and quickly stopped - not all the things they collected were edible moss.Bell Tapir did draw several pictures, but it was a drop in the bucket in terms of the number of people who went out to search. Most people dug whatever they saw, and some people simply stepped on whatever they dug, and they all piled up together when they came back. It’s hard to tell which ones are edible and which ones are poisonous,

"Bell Tapir, don't go now. Come over and sort through it. At least remove the poisonous ones and the unknown ones. Put the good ones into piles and give them to dry."

"Yes, priest." Ling Tapir was also a little stunned by the situation in front of him.She didn't expect that so many people would volunteer to join them in "tiring drudgery" - this has always been a job exclusive to Huimo people!

Bell Tapir was surprised, but his hands were not slow. Soon, the first scent of dried moss spread into people's noses.

Except for glutinous potatoes, which are produced in very small quantities and are usually offered to gods, people rarely smell such a fragrant smell. Coupled with the cold weather, many people began to slowly go to the Huimo tribe. move.Ge Xin, who stayed behind, was very wary of the movements of these people from other tribes - what if they were planning something secret?
Yu Di sat higher up and did not participate in their affairs.She pressed her palms to the ground, took a sip of the sedative, then sat there with her head bowed, motionless.

She wanted to use this method to see if she could see or hear some truth about the world again.

The sound of the wind gradually rose and fell, the voices of people grew louder and fainter, and the moment of blurred consciousness seemed to last forever. Yu Di tried to perceive the whole world in a two-dimensional synaesthesia way. At first, she only felt bored, without the burning of the altar. That kind of incense, this feeling is more obvious.

Just as she was constantly receiving lines of events in Cheng Die's world, some information that she couldn't tell was true or false was floating back and forth in her mind.There is no connection between this information, and there is not even the most logical time sequence for three-dimensional creatures. It is like just a single cut out frame of the universe, scrambled and piled together, and a randomly selected one is displayed in the clouds. In front of the flute.

"This is not good...if they get lost in these chaotic information flows and delay things outside...I'm afraid these people will collapse." Yu Di thought to himself, deliberately leading this information to the sea of ​​consciousness for sorting. deal with.

After combining dozens of frames of such information, a very familiar appearance appeared in Yu Di's sea of ​​consciousness model - the eight-legged Xuyi statue.

Just when Yu Di was about to study it, the statue that should have been completely controlled by Yu Di suddenly made a sound.

"Hello, outsider."

Yu Di was stunned for a moment, then said: "Xuyi God?"

"Don't say that. In comparison, you are more like a god - able to travel between worlds and control the destiny of the development of civilizations in them."

"Did you call me here?" Yu Di looked up at him.The previous conversation with Cheng Die proved that every world she went to was not a random choice.At first, the information given by the system misled her into thinking that it was all a coincidence and that she could go home as long as she completed enough tasks. But she found that this was obviously not the case... The "home" in her memory was simply fake. .

Her real memories are only those few fragments. The spaceship, the meteorite group, or Yi Hansheng all prove that her origin is not as thin as she thought before.

After a moment, Xu Yi lowered his eyes and said, "Yes, and no." He looked at Yu Di quietly, "You are the only hope for the survival of our world."

"...What?" Yu Di was stunned.

Anyone who hears that he has suddenly become a very important role will probably have such a reaction.She quickly gathered her thoughts and raised her eyes to look directly into Xu Yi's pupilless eyes.

"I need to know everything about the world."

Today's second update~