One winter day a hundred years later, Dunshan finally walked out of the wooden house and planned to leave here.

In winter, the grasslands are covered with snow, giving another life to the silent white. The snow covered the brown withered grass, and only a few plants that were particularly reluctant to hide under the snow were able to come out and shake their heads and tails in the harsh winter wind, becoming the target of the snow rabbits.

The great river that flowed happily for a summer was really frozen, and Luban 7 had always fantasized that when the river froze in winter, he would be able to test the power of the puffer fish grenade, and see how deep the ice could be blown up by throwing a grenade, and how many delicious and delicious big fish could float up.

That year, however, before winter came, the little one went to the outside world that he had been longing for, and the fish under the ice must have been swimming leisurely, and Dunshan had no intention of alarming them again.

Year after year, Dunshan sat in his room, in a motionless state of meditation, and he didn't pay much attention to how the sky outside the window changed, whether it was spring or summer. However, the result of such concentration is still no result, and he has never been able to determine where the next stop in this life is. The strangest thing is that for a hundred years, he always felt that there was a strange force flowing in all parts of his body, sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and eventually it always converged into the atrium, making him feel a little heavier mentally.

Ever since a winding Great Wall separated humans from demons, the human world has shown a thriving trend. As the population of each region continues to increase, and commerce and trade are taking shape, the area east of the Great Wall is becoming more and more popular year by year, and there is no longer the desolation of the depression and coldness of the past.

What is even more gratifying is that many of the races of the demon seed realized that they would continue to wage war to win more miserable poverty than fertile soil, and those tribes took the initiative to abandon their armor and make peace with the human race.

As a result, the mortality rate of the demon seeds has been drastically reduced, and the funds they use to make weapons and provide military rations can also be used for the lives of the residents, and the situation of the trapped desert has improved slightly.

Not only that, some dedicated scholars in the human race also ventured over the major gates, went deep into the desert areas, instructed the demon species to resist sand and build forests, planted sand prevention forests in a large area in the desert, and helped the nomadic tribes move into the forest belt to build a fixed residence, thus ending the state of displacement and living a stable life of male farmers and female weavers.

When one or two demon tribes changed their way of life with the help of humans and got rid of the titles of poor ghosts and barbarians, other tribes followed suit, and it didn't take long for the flames of war on the west side of the Great Wall to be extinguished, and the long-awaited peace between humans and demons quietly blew across the land like a spring breeze.

Unfortunately, no matter how beautiful the world is, there will always be dark forces trying to destroy the hard-won good days. That force naturally appeared in the desert area west of the Great Wall, and it was an advanced evolutionary demon species represented by apes.

There are tens of thousands of kinds of demon seeds on the King Continent, and compared to them, human beings are absolutely weak in number, but with extraordinary wisdom and the essence of kindness, human beings can coexist peacefully with demon seeds, which is something that no one thought would happen in the past, which made the apes extremely unconvinced!

In the minds of their ape leaders, humans are actually mutations in the evolution of apes, and they are genetic traitors, and they should not appear on the King Continent at all. Look at how ugly it is for a human to hang down his arms and not reach his knees! There is also that face, the protruding forehead is gone, and there are nostrils facing the sky together, this kind of anti-heaven appearance, I really can't find any other words without being extremely ugly!

However, it is these "ugly monsters" who have taken away the dominance of apes on the mainland, and they have resorted to all kinds of despicable methods, even witchcraft, to coax most of the demon tribes to run after them, and they are simply worshipped as gods! Is this still worth it? Isn't the only thing they have a slight advantage over apes is their brains?

The ape leader was not so extreme in the past, he could accept the theory that "blue is better than blue", but perhaps because of his age, his temper has become more and more strange in recent years, and the resentment in his heart has become deeper and deeper, so he is unwilling to let "blue" bow to "blue", and even finally replace "blue" and rule his kingdom upside down......

"This is aggression, shameless aggression! We must fight to the end and never let humanity succeed! No, not only will we not let them succeed, but we will also vow to destroy them and reclaim the glory that belongs to our apes! I am the one who should be the king! It's me! ”

The apes burst into tears and shook their long, white-haired arms in protest. At this moment, a lightning bolt happened to pass through the sky, and the lightning struck him in the heart......

A puff of white smoke rose from the leader's chest, mixed with the stench of burnt fur, and he collapsed.

A few little monkeys who were waiting by his side thought he was dead, so they squeaked and ran away in fright, and reported everywhere that the leader had been struck by lightning, and that the apes had no owner from now on, and should take refuge in humans like other demon species!

But to the shock of the entire ape clan, when the elders of the tribes rushed to collect the body of the leader, the leader actually took a leisurely breath and stood up with a stone chair.

Although he had not been standing for long and had to sit back out of breath, it proved that he was alive and well, and that he could continue to occupy his throne proudly.

The lightning bolt came just in time, not only leaving a scorched scar on his chest, as if he was wearing a medal, but also giving him an excuse to believe that the gods had sent down an oracle to make him the supreme leader of the resistance to humanity, and he would not give up until the genetic rebels evolved by the ape tribe were wiped out!

The common ape-men did not like war, and when they saw that the other tribes had finally ushered in a good life after so long of starvation and poverty, they all drooled with envy, and hated why their tribe could not live as normal as the others. The rebels are ready to sneak away from the Horde, climb over the Great Wall to surrender to the humans, and teach them how to defeat the ape leaders.

But the leader is the leader, and if he is the leader, he is the ape with ability, and as soon as he smells the outward hearts of the people in the tribe ruled by himself, he takes decisive measures.

One by one, those who wanted to absconder were captured and killed, and even their families were killed. The leader believed that the weeds must be cut down to the roots, otherwise there would be endless troubles.

Every time a traitor was executed, the chief would gather his valued subordinates to bring their wives and relatives to watch, which was called "watching the performance".

However, seeing their compatriots lose their heads under their noses, and blood spilled all over the slaughter field, the apes were all frightened and silent, and the timid female apes were even scared to death. In this way, who would dare to take refuge in humanity? No one dared to leave the desert without permission.

The leader used tyranny to consolidate his rule, and with great pride, he began to plan a large-scale counterattack against the humans east of the Great Wall.