Christina, who runs out of the station, drinks back the people who want to keep up, and jumps quickly in the woodland in anger. Although she is not as outstanding as her peers in various abilities, because of her special identity, no one dares to stop her along the way. When they came to the outskirts of the primitive jungle, the local aborigines even regarded her as a God, and all the people they met along the way knelt down and crawled respectfully on the ground.
Christina despised the ignorant aborigines and went ahead without looking. She really had enough of this place. Her strict hierarchy and special identity were like a big lock, which tied her tightly and made her unable to breathe.
A group of aborigines stop what they are doing, kneel down and chant slang, which makes Christina even more depressed. On the way forward, he stopped and fell on the side branch of a tall tree. He angrily scolded them: "what do you worship? Don't you know that you are only raw materials?"
Unexpectedly, the gods would stop to talk to them. The aborigines immediately kowtowed excitedly on the ground and muttered unintelligible slang, which was like making a wish.
"Stubborn, incurable!" Christina stamped her feet angrily. She was disappointed at the aborigines who had been thoroughly educated. She also knew that she could not raise their awareness in a short time. She turned to leave in disappointment.
Just as she was about to exert her strength, she suddenly saw a local aborigine on a big tree opposite, staring at herself with strange eyes. Different from the aborigines who only kneel down to worship, the boy obviously saw that he had other meanings.
Christina was so happy that she stopped to hook him. The native was stunned for a moment, shrunk his neck, carefully looked at her, slowly and carefully jumped from other branches, a little timid step by step.
Christina was surprised, smiling and waiting for him to come. Among the aborigines, only one with such Aura will appear for many years. They are often captured by the family members early to carry out all kinds of cruel experiments. Most of them die in the crazy laboratory, and only a few of them succeed in coming out of it.
Of course, after they came out, they became the so-called "gods" and became the official night eaters.
Unfortunately, such aborigines can never become the core of the night eaters, and their lives can not be guaranteed. Most of them are those who rush to the front as cannon fodder.
Moreover, because the transformation technology of crazy laboratory has been taking away the most critical technology by adult Abraham, it has never been able to transform the perfect night eaters. Often these civilized aborigines are the key subjects of experiments.
The pain and suffering in this process can't be described by words.
If such aborigines can be found in advance, Christina believes that she can cultivate night eaters with excellent fighting power but not so many disadvantages by her own way.
It's just that there has never been a chance before. Indigenous people who are born with wisdom are also scarce resources. Night eaters will never come up with one to make her mess. What's more, it's extremely rare for an aborigine to grow up to adulthood like this, which makes her instantly put aside her previous unhappiness and focus on this aborigine.
The eyes of the aborigines with civilized wisdom are obviously different. They are totally different from those who are dull and only know how to worship. He approached cautiously. He wanted to be close with fear. He took a timid step and looked here for fear that he would offend the gods.
Christina tried to make herself a gentle gesture, gently gave up a piece of space in front of her body, clapped her hands and said, "come here, I won't hurt you. You should understand me, right? I will let you be my messenger and teach you knowledge, and he will make you my right arm. "
The aborigine seemed to understand and climbed over in a few steps.
Compared with other aborigines, this young man's lips are not so thick, his skin color is not so black and shiny, his hair is not like thatch, and his head is tangled with twists and turns, especially his two eyes, which make Christina look surprised.
The more different the appearance is, the more unusual the aborigine is. Christina gently reached out her hand and touched the aboriginal's forehead. She was stunned for a moment. There was a different color on the place where her fingers touched, as if some kind of ash had been put on her forehead
In my heart, I was surprised, but I was caught by the aborigine's wrist. Before I had time to scream, I felt my whole body was soreness, And then the body fell out of control in that person's arms.
The aborigines prostrate on the ground and worship don't know what happened in the tree. The aborigines jump a few times with Christina in their arms and disappear. They go deep into the residence of the night eaters.
"Damn, who are you?" At this time, Christina of course knew that she was trapped. Although she couldn't move her body, she could talk in her mouth. "You bastard, you dare to cheat the princess. You will die very hard."The aborigine who held him curled her lips and didn't care about the little girl.
Christina just saw his expression. She was furious. She wanted to struggle fiercely, but she was powerless. She looked at the trees passing by quickly on both sides, clenched her lips, and was silent for a moment. Suddenly, she screamed: "help... Huh..."
She was nodded in the middle of the sound, and then the aborigine threw her to the ground without any pity, She slapped her face, narrowed her eyes and threatened: "woman, I don't care whether you are a princess or not. The word" Princess "is not what you can have. It's against my taboo. Shut up and don't talk, or I don't mind hanging you naked on a tree for a while
Christina, who had been thrown to pieces, was so angry that she stared at the man with her big eyes. She opened her mouth, but she couldn't make a sound. She was a little flustered.
This is just the junction between the aborigines and the night eaters. The aborigines dare not come here as a forbidden area. The night eaters don't bother to defend so far unless they have something to do. It's a vacuum.
If at this time by this guy what lust, with this guy strange mysterious means, she really may not be able to resist.
"Damn, I'm not interested in monster women. Don't look at me like that." The aborigine rolled his eyes and ran to the next puddle to wash the handle, revealing the unique yellow and white skin of the Oriental people