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I am a Primitive Man(Translation)

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Chapter 1 - This is not in line with the basic law of crossing

The sky was blue, the sun was shining through the mountains and forests, and the whole world seemed quiet and peaceful, with a unique tranquility.

"Rumble!"

"Boom!"

A series of thunder-like sounds suddenly exploded above the sky.

The clear sky that was cloudless just now, with the explosion of this series of thunders that seemed to tear the world apart, it became dark almost instantly, like night is approaching.

"Rumble!"

The continuous thunder suddenly stopped, and a strange sound that couldn't keep up with the rhythm at all sounded. Under the background of the previous thunder, it seemed to be an amplified muffled fart.

After this muffled fart sounded, God couldn't hold the door like he had eaten curry. A flare of fire and lightning shot out from the gloomy clouds and fell straight down.

Brilliance grew in the dim environment, making it particularly dazzling.

And after the light of the fire mixed with lightning fell, the world became quiet immediately.

The dense clouds that covered up the sky light quickly gathered as they appeared, and disappeared without a trace.

Hanging in the sky, the sun continued to shine through the mountains and forests, and the sky was as clear as a clear lake.

If it is wasn't for a part of the forest below that was destroyed and still had fire and blue smoke, trying to prove that the scene that has just happened, it really makes people wonder whether it is an illusion.

The swift and violent harvesting speed and the scene of discoloration of the heavens and the earth make people feel extremely surprised, as if God has tried his best to expel the things that are tumbling in the abdomen...

He's stomach was now very happy, but the forest below was mostly gone, and trees fell to the ground and burned with blue smoke. It took a while to gradually extinguish.

The smoke-filled air, mixed with the smell of barbecue, as for who was affected by such a rare spectacle and became a barbecue-like existence...

The smoke dissipated, and the scene below could be captured in the eyes.

A circle with a diameter of about ten meters and composed entirely of burnt ashes appeared in the fairly level woods, which made people sigh with emotion again. God's handwriting is different, even that can be done. This is artistic.

In the middle of the circle, there is a completely scorched object with a height of about one meter, standing there, and bursts of burnt fleshy aromas are emitted from the top.

The world is quiet, only the wisps of smoke are still floating. The sun shone through the dense and tall trees around, shining on this piece of ashes, and seemed to be wondering why the heavens were making such a loud noise, and what it was.

Time passed quietly, and the smaller and smaller blue smoke disappeared completely. There was still no change here, as if it was really just an extraordinary spectacle.

I don't know if it was an illusion or something really happened. There seemed to be an inaudible sound from the upper part of the completely charred thing. Over time, several pieces of completely charred shells fell off.

Two white shiny eyes appeared behind two black shells that had fallen off. The most frightening thing was that they moving!

"Huh!"

"Uhm...."

Han Cheng, who was feeling like he was about to suffocate, is like a fish returning to the water, breathing fresh air greedily, it takes a while for him to catch his breath.

He stared at the ashes around him, as well as the dense trees farther away that covered the sky and the sun, and a confused color flashed in his eyes.

After his memory gradually returned, his eyes, which had been opened wide, suddenly became bigger, and if they weren't blocked by their eye sockets, they would definitely fall to the ground!

Mother!

What is this going?

Wasn't I looking for the three foreign friends who had nothing to do and went into the desert, and never returned? How did I get to this ghost place suddenly?

Han Cheng stared at the dense woods with big eyes, confused.

In any case, this can't be where he used to stay. That place became a desert hundreds of years ago. If there were such dense woods, the three foreigners might have been eaten by lions!

After looking for three days in the desert with his equipment alone, Han Cheng, who had not seen three dead foreign friends, felt mad at the thought of this.

Just how do you explain this now?

Based on his knowledge, it is impossible to have such a dense forest within three hundred miles of where he was before!

That means that I have moved at least three hundred miles!

This...

This thing is not crossing, right?

A ridiculous thought suddenly appeared in Han Cheng's mind, making his heart tremble. Although he desperately wanted to deny this unreliable idea, at this moment, combined with everything he saw before him, he had to think about things in this way.

Moreover, there is only one reason to explain all of this clearly. He doesn't have any friends who like pranks, and it can even be said that he doesn't even have friends. This alone can rule out the possibility of pranks.

As for hallucinations, it is even more impossible. Han Cheng is now very clear-headed, and the pain throughout his body is constantly reminding him that this is not a dream.

After a being surprised, Han Cheng's heart gradually relaxed. Who cares! Anyway, I am a unconcerned as to where I am as long as I'm alive. It's no big deal to cross over and live in another way. He has read many novels in his spare time, and he knows the happy life of the traversers after they travel.

Han Cheng is not a greedy person.Only three wives and four concubines will do, and a high official position is a must. It doesn't matter whether or not he's wealthy as long as he has some power.

I have been busy in my last life for half my life, and I haven't made any achievements. Now that there is a chance to start again, why bother to go back to the old path of my life, be nice to myself, and make my life easier?

Thinking like this, he tries to focus his attention on his mind to see if there are other people's memories as other novel often do that.

He worked hard like this for a while, and found nothing special.

Well, it seems that I am not wearing a someone's body, and I have not taken his wife and children.

He thought about it other novels and checked whether he had a system not, whether the ai in the system is also abnormal as described in the novels.

However, he was disappointed again, he found no trace of the system.

Han Cheng is very depressed, mother, why do others have a system to accompany them when they pass through, and they can all be OP, and I don't even get a single coin!

Han Cheng wants to raise his hand to wipe his nose. This is his habitual movement when he is depressed.

However, something more depressing happened to him, because his hands weren't the same as usual, and after a little thought they usually do what's asked of them.

The thing that made him turn from depression to surprise is yet to come!

After discovering that he couldn't move his hands, he quickly found out that his whole body could not move a bit, except that his eyes could turn, his nose and mouth could breathe, no matter how hard he tried!

He can't even make a sound!

Mother!

Aren't travellers the sons and daughters of heaven? Or are you still confused?

Why did everything change when I got here?

It's fine if I don't have gold fingers or anything. What is the matter of being a vegetative existence now?

This does not conform to the Basic Law!

"Sha Sha Sha..."

A series of fine sounds sounded from the forest on the left, and the branches and leaves shook slightly.

The grief-stricken Han Cheng was overjoyed, it seems that his noble man is coming!

According to the sections in the novel, after crossing over, most of them will meet the nobles with good hearts, especially a vegetative existence like myself.