There has never been a fair world. Some people are reincarnated well, and they are frugal and frugal at birth, free from illness or disaster, and eating a hot dog can attract the attention of everyone. Some people are born deaf and dumb at birth, abandoned in the wild, and live for only three days.

It is also unfair among races.

The elves have extraordinary appearance, and their average intelligence and lifespan are far more than other races.

The dog-headed people are born in the dark underground and live by eating soil. Their lifespan will generally not exceed fifteen years old. Over ten years old are "old people".

What's even more terrible is that their living environment is extremely difficult. They are weak and cannot deal with any larger animals, not to mention beasts. Small animals run fast and they cannot catch up with them.

This is the Gobi wilderness, with no plants and few insects. Moreover, most insects have highly toxic "weapons" for defense. Predating these insects is dangerous and has no nutrition. The gain is not worth the loss.

Only when you encounter animals that are about to die of old age or die of illness can you be regarded as them

The kobolds have a digestive system that is only worse than the dragon clan. They can eat soil to make a living, but they can only maintain their most basic mobility. If they swallow too much sandstone that cannot be completely digested, they will gradually die due to nutritional deficiency.

There is no light in the cave, but the kobold has a faint real vision and can see everything around it.

It's just gray and white.

The smell here is filled with the sky, and there are crackling sounds from time to time. This is the friction sound made by the dog-headed man when he swallows the soil.

A young dog-headed man lay on the ground motionless. Suddenly his whole body trembled, spitting out a mass of undigested mud and sand, twitching for a while, dying.

There were a few kobolds next to him who looked at him and moved away the next second, looking extremely numb. In this case, they saw too much.

Only the mother of the puppy kowtower slowly moved to the puppy kowtower, touched it gently with her hand, and let out a faint whine.

Alkin walked over and tapped the puppy dog. The fishy red magic ball penetrated into the puppy dog. After a while, the puppy dog ​​seemed to become more energetic and began to chew the ball of mud and sand that had just been spit out again.

Compared with the surrounding soil, this mud and sand stained with its gastric juice should be easier to digest.

Alkin sat softly on the ground, using magic, and he was a little tired. But he knew better that the main reason was hunger.

If he can eat enough, let alone use magic once, it will be no problem to use it a hundred times a day.

"We can't continue like this."

Alkin muttered to himself.

The dog-headed man is also divided into groups. The white-skinned and sharp-toothed tribe he is in is not well occupied and the soil contains too little energy. Even if the tribesmen try hard to eat, they cannot satisfy their own energy.

Moreover, the more you take, the more you lose, the more you get, the energy you get is not enough to eat and digest.

Alkin took out a piece of jerky he had treasured.

The aroma of meat immediately made the dog-headed people around him turn around, but when they saw it was Alkin, they held back their hunger and continued to eat the soil on the ground or on the wall.

Swallowed the jerky into his stomach, the dog-headed man had a strong digestive ability, and soon Alkin felt that his body had some strength.

He climbed up the low passage of the cave, digging up the specially sealed soil layer with his strong forelimbs. About half an hour later, he crawled out of the ground, looked around carefully. After he did not have enemies on the desolate red soil, he crawled out from it, and then sealed the hole with soil.

It was noon and the sun was so strong that it was so strong.

The nearly desertified red soil was floating layer by layer, and the horizon in the distance was constantly distorting faintly.

The weather is good! Alkin looked at the red sun in the sky.

Although they are called koji, they are essentially a type of the Lizard family, and the hot temperatures have many positive benefits for them koji.

For example, faster blood flow will bring more agility and faster thinking, which will of course also cause the body's energy to be consumed faster.

There are almost no plants on this red soil that is almost deserted. What you can see occasionally is poisonous. Even with the digestive ability of the dog-headed man, you cannot eat it randomly.

Alkin let himself go further from the entrance of the nest, and then fell on the hot gravel ground, pretending to be dead.

Occasionally black spots flew past the sky, and Alkin knew that those were vultures, who specialized in feeding on rotten corpses.

These vultures are its target village.

At this time, Alkin's body was full of rotten smell. Part of it stayed in the cave for too long, which was contaminated with metabolites excreted everywhere by the tribe's people. The other part was the smell emitted by the tribe's corpses, which stuck to its body.

Those tribe members who die of illness and old age will not be buried, but will slowly enter the abdomen of other tribesmen.

During the period of extreme food shortage, the bodies of any tribe are an important food source that ensures that other tribes can live for a longer period of time.

The corpses of tribesmen eat very slowly and it doesn't matter if they rot. The powerful digestive system of the dog-killer can resist any spoiled food.

Yesterday, a corpse of the tribe was eaten, but the stench was still permeated in the cave.

I have lived in the Bau room for a long time but don’t know the smell of it. Alkin himself can’t smell the stench of rotten corpses for the time being.

But it believed that those vultures in the sky could smell them.

After lying in the sun for nearly half an hour, the two vultures flew lower and lower. Alkin heard the sound of their wings flapping, his slightly narrowed eyes and saw their figures.

It presses breathing lower and tries to control the flow of heartbeat and breath as much as possible.

The two vultures flew lower and lower, and they could smell the strong stench of corpses on Alkin's body, but their survival instincts and experience made them very cautious.

They circled above Alkin for at least ten minutes. After confirming that the creature below would not move, they finally flew down.

Just as they landed beside Alkin, Alkin suddenly bounced up, stretched out his claws, grabbed the necks of the two vultures, twisted them hard, and the two vultures suddenly flapped for a short while, and then became dead birds.

After catching two preys, Alkin should have been very happy, but he cursed damn.

It turned out that a vulture was struggling and pecking it, and a small blood hole appeared on its left hand, and blood was slowly emerging.

It immediately licked its blood clean and temporarily sealed the wound with saliva. Then it grabbed two dead birds and ran towards the nest.

Following it to the entrance of the cave, it looked around and immediately opened the hole. It first threw two birds into it, then jumped into the cave itself, sealed the entrance, and thickened two or three layers.

Not long after it sealed the hole, a nine-meter-long silver-scale python smelled the faint smell of blood all the way through the hole. After trying for a while, I found that I could not enter the cave, so I coiled it into a ball nearby and waited silently.

Alkin's ear was pressed to the ground and he heard the sound of the giant snake moving. It opened its mouth silently and then sat down.

After sucking a few mouthfuls of blood into the neck of a vulture, Alkin felt that there was more energy in his body, he carried two dead birds that were about the same size as his body and returned to the cave at the bottom.

Throw two birds into the tribe.

More than a hundred kobolds were sluggish around the two dead birds, but none of them came forward to grab food.

After a while, several puppy kobolds and old dog kobolds came out of the tribe. They drank the blood from the dead birds, ate some meat, and then retreated.

Then the two birds were divided into more than a hundred portions, each portion was broken like the size of the little finger.

The two bird heads were placed in front of Alkin.

Other kobolds eat meat as big as a little finger into their stomachs.

Alkin slowly slapped the two birds' heads and swallowed them into his stomach.

So delicious!

Watching the tribesmen disperse, sleeping, and eating dirt, the words flashed through Alkin's head.

This can't continue like this anymore.

A dog-headed man can eat dirt and stay in the cave but can live for a long time. Alkin drank some bird blood and ate two more bird heads. This is the most food it has eaten in the past six months.

He then slept for more than ten days.

The silver python outside the cave has left.

After it got up, it felt that its body seemed to be a little bigger. But it did not care about this matter, but instead summoned an old dog-headed man to his presence.

"Aurora, I'm leaving my tribe for a while."

"Why, Chief." The old dog-headed man was shocked. He was the second tribe in the tribe who had normal thinking and speaking skills except Aurora: "Are you going to abandon us? Without your leadership and constraints, we will not live for two years."

"I'm going out to find a new habitat or a new owner for the tribesmen." Alkin said lightly: "I will come back within a year at most. If the time has not come back, I'm dead outside."

"Chief, we can survive here without having to go out and take risks."

"Five years ago, there were more than 300 people in our tribe, but now there are only more than 100."

The old dog-headed man looked confused. How could he know what the concept of "year" is like if he doesn't know a single word and spends almost all his life in a cave?

"Anyway, I'll be back." Alkin grinned.

On the third day, he disappeared from the cave silently.

It used its weak fire breathing along the way to catch some prey, slowly walked out of the red land, and persistently walked towards the direction of the sun setting.

Cross the grassland, cross dangerous forests, and cross the wide river. Although it was almost killed by beasts several times, it became stronger and stronger, and it could catch more and more prey, eat more and more, and it also grew bigger and bigger.

It is at least a big round stronger than when I first came out.

Its flame breathing power also increased significantly, turning all objects within six meters into ashes and turning rocks into magma.

Such a person should be very strong and powerful.

Alkin was a little inflated.

Then it saw a stone slab avenue, very beautiful stone slabs.

Is this the path of mankind?

Alkin came up with this judgment based on the inherited knowledge in his mind.

Should I find a powerful human to fight and test my strength?

It remembers that more than two hundred years ago, the dog-headed people were expelled to the red land by humans.

Just as I was thinking this, the sound of horse hooves came from afar. A young human in armor came riding a horse.
To be continued...