What's wrong with a lord daddy who just wants to draw cards?

Chapter 364 -363- Primitive Civilization

After a month-long voyage, the Lost finally arrived at its destination.

During this period, their mental state could no longer be described as boring.

Duomi began to write a novel, titled "There is a lord dad, what's wrong with just drawing cards", which is equivalent to an autobiography to commemorate the history of his fortune when he was young...

So during this month, in addition to writing books, he did fishing, and his mental state was the second best among the three. After all, he was writing his autobiography...

As for the person who can be called the most normal person, it is naturally Sia.

After discovering that there was a library in the castle where the Supreme Will personally selected and made rubbings of books, and most of the books in it were of interest to her, she stayed inside and never came out.

Of course, if Duomi has a need, she will still find it difficult to come out to satisfy him. Don't even think about it at other times.

Angelo... This guy is already in the entertainment room and is about to ascend to heaven. The young lady inside is so in line with his XP that he feels so happy~

Well, this is what a wretched uncle should look like, so I don’t blame him.

But the relaxing days for the three of them came to an end today.

The morning sun shines brightly at the end of the sea level, like the twilight line that separates night and day.

They arrived at the spire on the top of the castle in unison. Standing on a high place, facing the direction in which the Lost Ship was moving, they could clearly see the land full of life.

"I thought the Lost Land was a piece of scorched earth, but I didn't expect it to be much the same as the main continent." Duomi couldn't help but sigh, as his eyes reflected the vast expanse of lush green.

"Why do you think of scorched earth?" Angelo was a little curious.

"Isn't it said that gods are everywhere in the Lost Land, and each other's believers and relatives have been fighting and killing each other for a long time? Then it stands to reason that there should be quite obvious traces..."

"It's not like there is no scorched earth." Angelo Cope said: "The land in front of us may be just an island, and the islands that were fought more intensely may become scorched earth."

"And in an island like this that remains almost primitive, the strength and civilization level of the local demigods and foreign gods are not very high, and they might still be drinking blood in Maoru."

"Local demigod?" Sia caught a word that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

"Yes, the native demigods, the natives born in this world."

"The protection of the Supreme Will can protect people on the main continent from danger, and at the same time cut off the laws and stronger magic power from entering, but the Lost Land is different. There are no restrictions here, and all creatures can grow wildly. , even indigenous people can give birth to demigods as long as they are talented."

With Angelo's explanation, both of them had a clearer understanding of the Lost Land and the creatures living on it.

"Fortunately, it's not dangerous here. Let's use this as our team's 'newbie training ground'."

"Okay, you two, change your mentality, the killing is about to begin!"

Angelo asked the Lost Ship to lower its anchor in the sea not far from the land and stand by. Duomi also left the space coordinates on the ship, and then tore the space apart. Following the space passage, the three of them successfully landed at the first point of the Lost Land. stand.

Looking around, it's a normal beach scene.

Occasionally, there are a few large crabs that look very strong and over-nourished walking sideways on the golden beaches along the coast. Even the coconuts on the coconut trees are much larger than those on the main continent.

It would be nice if there were no threats from outside gods, Domi thought.

In that case, people on the mainland should have a better and brighter future.

Unfortunately, there is still a long way to go for now.

rustling—

At this moment, there was some movement in the bushes not far away.

Is he a...savage who is trying to observe them secretly?

Forgive them for describing him this way, because the skinny boy only wore rough clothes woven from vines and grass blades, and he was holding a primitive stone spear in his hand. His big round eyes revealed fear of the unknown. .

The amazing thing is that even if he is a 'savage', he can hide his aura very well. Just like a child of the forest, he is born to be one with nature.

But it still couldn't escape the perception of the three people. They had discovered him a long time ago, but they just didn't expose him. This was a tactic to lure the enemy. As long as they followed him, they would soon find the first indigenous settlement.

The team has already formulated a combat strategy——

Outer gods, kill.

The aboriginal civilization that believed in foreign gods was destroyed.

The only ones who can be spared are the local demigods and the aboriginal civilizations that have not been bewitched by external gods.

If we include the latter, it's not a cleanup, but a genocide.

Now let's see if there are any traces of outside gods where this boy lives...

"Follow."

Domi took the lead in disappearing into the void and commanded Angelo and Shia to get up.

On the ship, Angelo was the captain, but on the Lost Land, he commanded the team in combat. Angelo could only act as a guide and advisor.

The wild boy shuttles like the wind through the jungle overgrown with weeds and dense trees and vines! Like an agile cheetah.

"Ah dad! Three weirdos came to the beach!"

After returning to the village where he lived, the boy immediately reported the situation to his father.

And his father is also the head of this village. In the Lost Land, a place where the jungle is strong, only the strong are worthy of being rulers, so his father is also the strongest person here.

I saw a hunky man with strong backs and strong muscles sitting on a large chair made of animal skins and bones.

There were three barely clothed women serving beside him.

He said he was serving, but in fact, people had already attached themselves to him.

They are not men's concubines yet, but only preliminary wives who are still in the 'observation period'.

The strong one deserves to have the most beautiful and most beautiful women in the village. Only in this way can the fittest survive and produce more offspring with excellent genes for the village. The primitive desires are fully exposed...

The boy was just one of the children born to his many concubines.

The man looked down at the panting boy, speaking a new language that Domi could not understand.

"Where did it come from."

"There is a huge monster on the sea, and those three people came from the monster! I saw it!"

He seemed a little unconvinced, so he stood up and walked up to the boy with his head held high.

The man was bigger than a brown bear, and the skinny boy was like a chicken in front of him. In addition to running very fast, he could almost die if he pinched him.

"Take me there, if you are lying...hum, even if you are my son, you should know the consequences."

The boy nodded repeatedly, then turned around and took his father back the way he came.

And the moment they walked out of the village, a hand suddenly reached out from the void and punched the man on the diaphragm between his abdomen and lungs.

For a moment, he was breathing heavily and stepped back, glaring angrily at the three people who appeared without warning.

"You are seeking death!"

(End of this chapter)