Falling into the Cretaceous

Chapter 79 The Language of the Savages

The reporter arrived at the tail section cabin.

The two diabetic women were extremely weak due to poisoning. Two women from the medical team stayed with them, but in reality, they were waiting for them to die so that someone could come and remove their bodies.

After experiencing these past few days, everyone has become numb to it.

The corpses in the forest are burning every day, and they haven't finished burning yet. Adding two more corpses doesn't seem to be a big deal.

"You two go outside for some fresh air, I'll come and take a look."

The reporter spoke to the two women in the medical team.

Upon hearing this, the two women were overjoyed. They were already tired of guarding two dying men, and the smell on their bodies was unbearable.

"Thank you so much, sir!"

The two Western women quickly expressed their gratitude.

The reporter nodded, and the women didn't ask any more questions. They went straight out and stood outside the hatch, breathing in the fresh air.

There was no one else in the cabin.

Because the tail section is now also used for the wounded to rest at night, and those with minor injuries, except when they have no choice but to come in to rest, no one wants to stay in the strange-smelling compartment.

Even wounded soldiers like Peng Sunchuanran, who were quick and agile, preferred to sit by the campfire polishing quilt pieces to provide materials for blacksmith Li, rather than go in to rest early.

Once the reporter had left, he quickly crumpled the leaves into a ball in his hand.

Then he spat on it.

Immediately afterward, without waiting for the patient's consent, he flipped open her eyelids and dripped green liquid into them. The patient, who was already barely breathing, was awakened by the reporter's actions.

"What—what are you doing?"

This overweight middle-aged European and American woman asked the reporter.

She had barely finished asking the question, and before the reporter could even answer, her eyes began to sting.

"Ouch—my eyes—it hurts so much—"

The middle-aged woman covered her eyes with her hands, her pain startling the reporter.

He was greatly alarmed. Why was the savage unharmed?

They definitely haven't gotten used to it yet.

"What—what did you do to me?"

The middle-aged woman, unable to open her eyes, reached out a hand and grabbed the reporter's clothes, asking a question.

"It's nothing, just some plant juice used to treat eye ailments. Try opening your eyes now and see if they're clearer."

The reporter forced himself to remain calm and said.

"For treating eyes?"

The middle-aged woman was skeptical.

She tried to open her eyes, but they were too hot to open, so she could only open them a crack.

There was no light inside the cabin, only a faint, starlight-like ray of light shining in through the porthole. Her eyesight was already affected by diabetes, and with her 500-degree myopia, she could barely see anything in this environment.

But now, she finds herself able to see things clearly.

Even in dim lighting, she could see clearly, though the throbbing pain in her eyes made her feel the pulse in them.

But the clarity of his vision truly shocked him.

The reporter got close to her face and saw that the woman's eyes were bloodshot and her pupils were dilated several times, even larger than the pupils of a dead person!

A woman's pupils are at least dilated to their physical limits!

Approximately twelve millimeters!

"How are you feeling? Still uncomfortable?"

When asked by the reporter, the woman nodded, indicating that she felt unwell, but that it was already lessening.

The reporter breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you can't see clearly for a while, tell me, and I'll see how long the effect lasts," the reporter said to the woman. "We are researching medications to see if they can cure your illness."

The woman nodded willingly at the reporter's words.

Just then, He Yun walked in.

She only glanced at what the reporter was holding and immediately understood what was going on.

"Come out here for a moment!"

He Yun said in an unhappy tone.

"Dr. He, what's the matter?"

Once outside, the reporter pretended to be nonchalant and asked.

"Did Shen Ye tell you to do this?"

When He Yun asked, the reporter scratched his head, wanting to deny it, but seeing that He Yun didn't give up on holding him accountable, he could only shrug, neither admitting nor denying.

"Do you know that this kind of thing can cause blindness? You're using people for experiments?"

He Yun said angrily.

"How could that be? The savages are all fine."

The reporter offered his explanation.

"This substance may contain atropine, which can forcibly paralyze the pupillary sphincter muscle. This can obstruct the drainage of aqueous humor, easily triggering acute glaucoma, an irreversible blinding eye disease!"

He Yun said that Cui Zhengxi had just asked him about this herbal juice.

That's why she made that guess.

"But the savage is fine, so we should be fine too."

The reporter still refused to believe it.

"These savages have probably adapted like this generation after generation, and they don't live past forty. How could you possibly know about the aftereffects?" He Yun said angrily.

The reporter knew he was in the wrong, so his voice softened.

"I'm doing this for everyone's sake. After all, they're dying. I'm using it to test the medicine, which is my way of contributing. Think about it, what if we have to go on night missions in the future? This stuff could be a lifesaver!"

He Yun bit her lip; she knew very well that the reconnaissance and exploration team had made tremendous sacrifices.

At the same time, the risks are also very high.

Therefore, she has no reason to stand on the moral high ground and condemn him.

"I know—let me take notes—you guys aren't professional."

He Yun said that when she said this, the reporter was also stunned, not expecting that He Yun would agree to this.

"Humanitarianism can't save us. We must do everything we can to survive. For the sake of the survivors, for the sake of the team, there are some choices we have to make."

He Yun's words made the reporter take a deep breath.

The two said nothing more.

He Yun took the grass scraps from the reporter's hand.

She was going to drip this medicine into another woman who was already unconscious.

After that woman dies, then dissect her eyes.

If her eyes have not suffered physical damage and there is no risk of triggering glaucoma, she can consent to the survivor's use if necessary.

Shen Ye was unaware of this matter.

He never even considered experimenting on people; whenever he had free time, he would pick up those hieroglyphs and try to deduce their meaning.

Now he has deduced the meaning of three more words.

The following three hieroglyphs are connected: "a little person sleeping in a circle", "a clock", and "an eye extending from a dotted line".

The first meaning is quite obvious.

It's just sleeping; that circle probably represents the black ball.

It could mean that someone is asleep inside, but the meaning following the link is different.

The clock diagram is also very simple; it simply shows the time, with the hands pointing to noon.

The third image looks very abstract.

However, based on Shen Ye's experience, he believes this signifies the future.

Sleep, time, the future.

What do these three words mean when put together?

Shen Ye couldn't figure it out for a moment; sometimes, you need a bit of inspiration to crack it.

While pondering these thoughts, Shen Ye gradually fell asleep.

The next morning.

The sky is overcast today, and the sun is not visible.

The photographer checked the battery level; it was fully charged. However, he couldn't see the remaining battery level of the large drone, which made him inexplicably anxious.

With that small solar panel, it's pretty good if it can charge to 50% in a day.

He then began using drones for reconnaissance.

The process was very careful because many pterosaurs started to move around and could potentially attack the drones.

While he went to scout, the others gradually woke up.

Deng Chao, Lin Ruochu, Lan Yanyan, and some other members of the catering team went to make breakfast.

Although missing a meal won't kill you, many people need to work long hours right now, so three meals a day are still very necessary. Once we have more free time in the future, we can eat two meals a day.

The photographer quickly got a glimpse of the situation of the savage tribe.

Since they already knew that the warriors had all been wiped out, now there were only twenty men left in the tribe, all of them old and young, and no more than ten real warriors.

This tribe is no longer capable of fighting.

With so few men, even hunting is extremely difficult.

They are now reinforcing the defenses of their camp.

They probably still believe that the tribe's location has not been discovered.

"It seems they are no longer a threat at all!"

The photographer breathed a sigh of relief and flew the drone back.

At this moment, the savage, who hadn't slept all night, was in a state of mental collapse, his eyes bloodshot.

The night's march had taken a toll on his strength and dehydration, causing his lips to crack. Sergei's men kept a close watch on him, waking him up whenever he fell asleep.

After Shen Ye exited the cabin, seeing that the weather was not good, he made arrangements for the day's rain protection work.

Then he came over with a glass of water and a piece of dinosaur meat.

This cup is made of bent leather and has a capacity of about 100 milliliters.

The white man greeted Shen Ye, who nodded, squatted down, and placed the water cup in front of the savage. The savage opened his sealed lips, stuck out his tongue to try to lick the water, and when he couldn't reach it, he quickly made a series of the same sounds.

"Glug! Glug! Glug—"

This means drinking water. "Gu" should be the sound of swallowing water, and "dong" is the sound of a stream. The combination of the two means drinking water.

Once you understand their language logic, things will be much easier.

Shen Ye gave him a sip of the drink and then took out the piece of dinosaur meat.

He sniffed intently, like a dog, his eyes fixed on the piece of meat, following wherever it moved.

Seeing that Shen Ye wouldn't give him any food, he became anxious and made a sound, repeatedly clapping his upper and lower teeth together to produce a single syllable.

"I love it!"

This also imitates the sound made when chewing meat.

Upon hearing the sound, Shen Ye put the meat into his mouth.

This reward-based approach makes the other person understand that they need to speak up, express themselves correctly, and make sure the other person understands before they can receive benefits.

Shen Ye was quite satisfied. He didn't intend to let him eat and drink his fill, just enough to keep him from starving. As long as he was hungry, the other person would only think about food and nothing else.

At this point, if there is food and drink, then you can control him.

Shen Ye took their long tongues and used the same method to get the other person to speak. In order to compare whether what it said was correct or not, he took three things at a time and tried them repeatedly. If it was speaking randomly, it would be impossible to read the correct sound after the order was scrambled.

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