Chapter 899 "Scale Man" (Twenty)

Shigesu was lying on the floor mat, his figure literally skinny and "scaly". Layers of dense scales wrapped around this nearly 70-year-old man. His face was pale, but not haggard. Comfort and relief filled every wrinkle on his face, and his eyes were crowded with slack eyelids. There was a loving smile in the missing thin eyes.

Rui and Panhong, who rushed over, realized that Maoshi's life had come to an end.

"Chief, you are here."

Shigesu said with a smile in an old and hoarse voice.

Rui held up one of his hands that was completely covered with scales: "Well, I'm here."

"I don't have much time..."

Shigesu smiled, his tone was gentle, and his voice was gentle, "I have been following you for so long, and now, seeing that everyone can settle here, farm and hunt, adults work, and children go to school... the old man's life has been worth it... …”

Shigesu's son was kneeling next to him, his eyes already red.

Rui's expression tightened and he said firmly:

"Yeah, life has gotten better."

"Well, well, that's great..."

Mosu let out a sigh of relief, turned slightly to look at his son, and said with a smile, "Chengzi, why are you sad? Now, I eat well, dress well, and have no regrets before I leave. It should be called 'happy mourning' …”

Maocheng gritted his teeth and nodded, forcing out a smile with tears in his eyes.

He knew that his old man was dying, but someone close to him was about to pass away, and who could completely hold back the grief and reluctance.

"leader."

Mosu went to see Rui again, this time his words were firm.

"You know...organ donation, right?" he said.

Everyone around was shocked. Rui's eyes quickly turned red. Just as he was about to speak, Shigesu continued:

"I am now voluntarily donating my scales...

"Everyone is finally living a good life. From now on, we will cultivate fields, raise cattle and sheep... build houses, build mechas... energy will be needed everywhere.

"Haha, the technology we finally left behind is definitely better to use than people doing things with their own hands..."

Shigesu was still talking, his voice getting weaker and weaker as he spoke.

"Since I followed the leader on the road, I haven't been able to help much... Now that I'm gone, I can still make some contribution to everyone with this body..."

Rui's hand holding Maoshi trembled slightly. Faced with the kindness of an old man before his death, he knew that he could not and should not refuse.

Having said this, Shigesu's complexion suddenly turned rosy, and he even raised his other arm slightly and placed it on his son's forearm.

"Old man, I only have one request...

"Please, Chief, when this boy of mine gets married in the future...

"Build a big house for him and that girl..."

"Dad!" Mao Cheng burst into tears.

Rui's facial muscles twitched, tears welling up in his eyes. He looked into Mosu's eyes with great solemnity and nodded.

"Okay, I'll take note of it," he said.

Shigesu smiled reassuringly, and this smile stayed on his face forever and ever.

The hand on Maocheng's arm softened, and the old man closed his eyes and passed away without worries amidst his son's shouts.

The music gradually began to play, and the piano and strings slowly laid the foundation, but it did not deliberately create a sensational atmosphere. After a few beats, the drums also joined in, and the tender lyrical melody was more light and warm. Just at this time, the plot made People smile through tears.

In the wordless vocal singing, the burning flame also becomes gentle.

It moves with the wind, wrapped in a fuzzy figure with thick beards, and the silent sky is coated with the glow of the soul. It is a crimson light that is hot but not burning, bright but not dazzling, and full of hope and blessings.

The bright scales were like fallen stars, and the falling trajectory was like a piece of music that composed a complete life. Rui Qingrou controlled it and fell into the altar held by Mao Cheng's hands.

The scale people sent a flame out of their palms, the humans closed their eyes in mourning, and the fireworks rose into the sky to complete this grand memorial.

The next day, Dr. Carter and Panqing presented the research results of this period and announced that this place could be settled for a long time.

Good times are really coming.

…

The birds flapped their wings rapidly and flew away, the branches and leaves swayed, and not long after, a group of scaly people rushed out from the depths of the dense forest.

Their skin that is not covered by scales is dark and dark, and some of them are still wearing modern clothes, but in tatters; some are dressed in primitive clothes, like savages; what's more, their whole bodies are wrapped in scales, and they can't be distinguished for a while. Is it worn underneath or not?

When the camera cut to a close-up, the audience could barely identify which one of the people was Yan Bing.

His ivory white mecha had long been dismantled, and the reckless men who had no weapons stopped following him after they fell out, but they immediately paid the price for it. Faced with the increasingly backward status quo, they were helpless and could only survive. One day at a time.

The consequences of infertility after evolution are reflected here. The number of people in the entire tribe is getting smaller and smaller. Human beings have become like reserve food compared to play equipment. Everyone becomes irritable in despair, and because of their irritability, they create more animals. despair.

When their emotional state was okay, this group of people could still reluctantly cooperate and hunt wild animals, but soon they started fighting again and killing each other due to the so-called "unequal distribution."

Yan Bing mingled among them and eked out an existence. He still had ambition in his eyes, but he was more ruthless than the gentle and elegant person before. When the close-up was shown to him, the viciousness that overflowed the screen made people shudder unconsciously.

He drove the beast under his crotch forward a few steps - no one in this group knew how to tame it, and no one was willing to be patient, so he only used rough fire to make it surrender - Yan Bing came to the "leader" and reported the situation in a low voice, saying that he had found traces of Rui's migration.

The leader was overjoyed and immediately announced the next action loudly.

Of course, they were not going back to admit their mistakes and beg Rui to let them return to the main force, but to plunder supplies.

The group quickly ran in the direction pointed by Yan Bing, and the oncoming barbarity and tyranny made the audience frown.

Qiao Yuansu took the time to check the time and found that the plot of "Scale Man" had its own conflicts and contradictions. The technology was powerful and the picture was smooth. He and the people around him were always distracted and didn't notice that the whole work was about to come to an end.

Could it be that there will be a decisive battle in the end?

He guessed, and at this time the screen had switched to Rui's side.

Rui was doing a more detailed census, and Pan Hong asked everyone's information from door to door. The division of labor in the tribe became increasingly clear. Mechanical beasts carried boulders, mechas cut, and scale people burned with fire... Houses rose from the ground one after another. Not only did the people in the picture wipe their sweat and smile with relief, but the audience outside the screen also felt comforted.

Houses!

Compared with simple and convenient tents, houses can make people feel more belonging and more stable.

After being in exile for so long, I finally have a home again.

The infrastructure work was in full swing. Everyone's face was full of joy. From time to time, looking back at those stone houses with slightly rough appearances, hope jumped up, which was the expectation and confidence for the future.

Rui announced the results of the census, issued decrees one after another, and rebuilt order bit by bit.

Not long after, Amber and Hemerocallis got married.

There was no church or wedding dress, only a brilliant and passionate flame. Under the moonlight, everyone sang and danced around them, waved and cheered. As the leader of the tribe, Rui offered his blessings to the union of the two newlyweds. Pan Hong got a skin drum from somewhere and beat it enthusiastically to cheer them up. The wedding blessing songs that were common in the past were sung in various strange ways by everyone, and finally evolved into a chorus with a slightly wild and rough taste.

Straightforward, wild, and full of vitality.

Amid the group singing and dancing, Mao Cheng was bumped into by a human girl. It was unknown whose girl she was. She was looking at Amber and Daylily with a smile on her face, full of joy. After realizing that she had bumped into someone, she screamed "Ah", and her freckled face still retained excitement. She didn't care who Mao Cheng was, and smiled and tiptoed to buckle the wreath in her hand on Mao Cheng's head.

The lively blessing ceremony lasted until the second half of the night. Rui left the last two pieces of beast meat to Apo A Liu and left quietly.

He sat quietly on the boulder, with a clear moon above his head.

Someone climbed up rustlingly, and Rui knew who it was without turning his head.

"Huh! So happy!" Pan Hong lay on the stone surface. The climate was cool and pleasant, and the stone surface was also cool. He sighed comfortably.

Rui said "hmm", and after a while, he said:

"When I asked Amber and Hemerocallis, they chose to get married even though they knew they would not have children."

Hearing him talk about business, Pan Hong sat up.

"Isn't it good? Because of love." Pan Hong said, "In modern times... oh, there were many DINK families before the disaster."

Rui nodded, and said, "But there is still a difference between not wanting to have children and not being able to have children."

Pan Hong said "hmm--" and began to ponder. Rui ignored him and continued to talk about the next thing.

"Now there are 4,754 people in our tribe. Fortunately, there are not many humans who are blood-related within three generations. Dr. Carter said that as long as we don't blindly expand the population and force births, although the progress is slow, it will always reproduce steadily.

"What we need to do now is to ensure that there is no inbreeding and to ensure the genes and health of the next generation.

"Shuzhen has been making pottery recently, and Cheng Ying has discovered wild silkworms. After migrating for so long, the old utensils and clothes have been damaged. It's time to try to develop a new handicraft industry.

"And..."

Rui used Pan Hong as a memorandum and recited it in different categories.

Pan Hong listened quietly. Rui was familiar with him and didn't expect him to reply. He didn't say anything after he finished speaking.

The moon was quiet for a few seconds, and Pan Hong suddenly said without thinking: "You are so awesome!"

Rui raised his eyebrows slightly, a little surprised.

"...It's nothing. These things will be done unconsciously."

He said, "There must be someone to take care of it, and I happen to be the right person to do it."

"Awesome..." Pan Hong sighed, "You guys, I feel like the most awesome person I have ever seen."

Faced with such words, Rui was still not used to his overly straightforward praise, turned his head away and changed the subject:

"Dr. Carter said that before the disaster, New Century City was trying to explore outward and find other people who might exist, but there has been no definite news.

"We have migrated so far, from a hot area to a place with a mild climate, and we haven't seen other people along the way."

"Hmm~Hmm." Pan Hong stretched, "Don't worry, maybe we will meet them one day!"

He added: "I hope they will be more friendly by then. What's the word? 'Establish diplomatic relations peacefully'... But even if there is a conflict, I will definitely be at the forefront!"

Once again seeing Pan Hong's attitude and style that has never changed since they met, Rui smiled slightly.

"Then I'll leave it to you." He said softly.

The night wind rustled the bushes, and the camera quickly pulled away from the backs of the two people, passing by the laughing crowd and the bonfire, passing by Mao Cheng and the girl dancing happily together, passing by the river and the mountains, and finally stopping in the dark forest.

The appearance of Yan Bing and his group made Lin Rou and others in the screening room nervous. With Le Jing in front of them and Yuan Xiao's character, they were afraid that "The Scale Man" would kill him at the end.

But then they thought, do the current Yan Bing and his group still have the strength and qualifications to compete with the Rui tribe?

I'm afraid they can't even beat them?

Lin Rou and Su Su thought so, while Xu Shuangshuang tensed her nerves.

She felt that these guys who were on the verge of madness should not be underestimated. After all, once people don't care, they can do anything. And Yan Bing and his group were so barbaric that they cooked people alive. They must have no morals and conscience left, and they would be more paranoid and crazy without bottom line.

Even if they can't win, if they hurt the people of Rui's tribe in the process, it will be a heartbreaking blow.

The audience was on tenterhooks, and the story in the picture continued.

Mao Cheng soon came to Rui holding hands with the girl he met at the wedding, asking for the leader's approval and blessing.

The girl's name was Ya Zhuo, a human. Her mother didn't agree with the two of them being together at first. It was not because she was prejudiced against the scale people, but because she felt that only humans and humans could give birth smoothly now. Her girl was the most precious woman in the tribe, and the loss of one was a loss to reproduction.

Rui also considered this issue, but he finally agreed to their marriage.

"Even if the tribe needs more newborns in the recovery and development, I don't want an individual to sacrifice for the entire group."

He said, "Mao Cheng and Ya Zhuo have made a decision after knowing these things. Ya Zhuo gave up future childbearing. Mao Cheng respects her, and I also respect her willingness to refuse to have children."

"This is her right, and it is the right of all women."

Rui convinced Ya Zhuo's mother. Not long after, Mao Cheng and Ya Zhuo held their wedding. Rui personally gathered fire and melted the stone. With the help of Pan Hong's mecha cutting and shaping, he built a tall and beautiful stone house for the two.

On the day of moving in, Mao Cheng knelt in front of the house and cried bitterly. Ya Zhuo accompanied him and bowed deeply to the stone with "苏" engraved on it next to the stone house.

Amid the crying, the camera turned sharply, and Yan Bing and others finally climbed over the mountain.

They all looked ferocious, like starving ghosts, and their eyes exuded a cruel and ferocious light.

"We're almost there...!"

The leading scale man licked his lips and spoke in a tone like a beast roaring.

Seeing his anxious look, Yan Bing hurriedly said: "Wait a minute, they have more people, Rui can still fight, we must make some calculations first."

The leader bared his teeth at Yan Bing fiercely, but he had some brains to be the leader for so long.

"Well, you say." The leader said.

Yan Bing rolled his eyes, bowed his head respectfully, and told the leader his "plan" one by one.

Humph, a bunch of idiots...

He narrowed his eyes. What kidnapping the cubs as a threat? Rui can swallow all of them with a fire hurricane. This plan can't be implemented at all.

What Yan Bing has to do is to get rid of this group of idiots with Rui's power, and then turn over a new leaf, kneel down to beg for mercy from Rui in public, and cry and repent.

Humph, it has been so long, it is inevitable that the memory and hatred will fade in everyone's heart. When the time comes, as long as he cries miserably, Rui, as the leader, will be embarrassed to give him a chance to survive.

And with this opportunity, he, Yan Bing, has the hope of turning the tables...

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