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Chapter 101: Carrying his backpack...

The wind was calm. Wang Yan and his companions, riding the Rainbow Cloud Shark, found the Grand Canyon from You Li's memories, passed through it, and soon saw their destination.

The location of the Giant Bone Tribe can be described as a geomantically auspicious place. Not to mention the extremely open platform, there is also something extremely rare in the Wall Abyss: a river.

Yes, it's river water. Emerging from countless culverts, it eventually flows out of the walls, hanging on the cliff edge to form a small waterfall.

It is important to know that water is the most important thing in the development of all civilizations. Before he met the little beast girls in the family, they could only barely make a living by traveling long distances to fetch water every day.

Wang Yan held You Li's waist and asked her a question in her ear:

"Youli, are you sure this is the place?"

You Li's breathing was a little rapid. The Rainbow Shark was carrying them in the sky, looking down at the tribe. You Li thought she had let go long ago, but who would have thought that when she saw the Giant Bone Tribe again, she still couldn't control her emotions.

"yes......"

Her voice was hoarse, as if she was trying her best to suppress her emotions, and she was biting her lip.

Wang Yan nodded gently, patted You Li's shoulder, and comforted her.

"You Li, don't worry, I will give you an explanation."

Since the location is correct, Wang Yan has nothing more to say. Now that the truth is out, why should he bother negotiating? Wouldn't it be better to just go up there and give you a good beating?

He patted the Rainbow Shark beneath him and gently carried the group to the shore, near the Giant Bone Tribe, but in a secluded and deserted place.

Wang Yan's mind stirred slightly, and he gave orders to Caiyun Shark and Xiao Ji. Now, all that was needed was for Xiao Ji and Caiyun Shark to cooperate.

As a mechanical being, Xiao Ji is a so-called companion type, but she can still do the most basic aiming. In other words, once she fires a shot, it is almost impossible for it to miss. This is the terror of artificial intelligence.

And what about the effect of the Rainbow Cloud Shark? It's a levitation flight, a manned mount that defies common sense.

So, what's the effect of aimbot + flying?

I packed my bags!

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The majority of the tribes in the Giant Bone Tribe are Neanderthals.

In fact, this race did exist on Earth once, but it only exists in textbook descriptions; the Neanderthals have been extinct in the long river of history.

As for why they were extinct, we'll probably have to ask our ancestors.

At first glance, this race appears no different from normal humans, but they have broad frames, robust physiques, and prominent brow ridges. Their appearance is closer to the modern image of a "savage."

Moreover, modern humans also possess a small amount of Neanderthal genes, proving that their ancestors interbred with Neanderthals.

The extinction of the Neanderthals was partly due to climate change, but more so because the biosphere produced Homo sapiens, a species with all its stat points allocated to intelligence.

The two were in competition with each other, but they never actually competed; instead, they became a bowl of soup in Homo sapiens' pot.

However, in this world, an uncertain factor has emerged: the power of "awakening."

In this alien world where the entire world is encased in a single wall and possesses extraordinary powers, intelligence has become relatively unimportant in this most primitive society.

After all, truly intelligent people wouldn't waste their time arguing with you here; they would have already moved up the social ladder. Who would bother arguing with you at the bottom?

This has led to the situation where the strong Neanderthals have become the dominant force among the lower classes, acting like a disgusting presence that is both offensive and defensive.

A bald Neanderthal man, having just finished relieving himself in a slave's basket, scratched his rear end and prepared to go to the campfire for something to eat, when he happened to glance at the sky and saw something flying.

He squinted his tiny, bean-like eyes, trying desperately to see what was in the sky, while pulling on the other Neanderthal beside him and shouting:

"Big bird! Big bird!"

As he spoke, he hurriedly looked around, trying to find a stone to knock that thing down from the sky.

Unexpectedly, a loud "bang" suddenly came from the sky. The Negro who was looking for stones was bending over to pick them up when he suddenly saw a bloodstain on the ground, along with some pink bits of flesh.

"Gurgle?"

He didn't know what had happened, he just felt a slight headache and a feeling that something was leaking in his head.

Then he died.

The sudden scene seemed a bit abrupt to the not-so-bright minds of the Neanderthals. The Neanderthals in the tribe looked at the unfortunate man lying on the ground, and before they could figure out what had happened, they heard several more loud noises.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

With each sound, a nun would fall to the ground.

"Dead! Dead!"

Even the most foolish Neanderthal knew they were in danger. In their eyes, it was as if a bird in the sky would cry out and a member of their kind would die on the ground.

"Quick! Shoot the bird down!!"

The Neanderthals weren't without brains; some had already begun directing attacks on Xiao Ji in the sky. But Xiao Ji was riding a Rainbow Shark, an existence almost indistinguishable from a ferocious beast. How could they possibly let these Neanderthals hit it?

Even though there were some capable individuals among these Neanderthals who could withstand ferocious beasts and strange creatures, they were ultimately just a group of natives with insufficient aerial combat capabilities, and could only watch as people suddenly descended from the sky to slaughter them.

The chaotic slaughter threw the entire Giant Bone tribe into disarray, finally alerting the Deadwood Church members stationed there. One of them was a member of the Skeleton Clan with gray-black skin, but with a slender body and a rather beautiful face under her hood; she was a woman.

Unlike the two lower-level believers Wang Yan had encountered before, who couldn't even control their own flesh and blood blessing, Anna was a deacon who had been assigned to the lowest level along with that person, and held a clear position in the Church of the Deadwood.

She wasn't stupid. Looking at the figures shooting down the Neanderthals from the sky, she immediately realized that someone was using firearms to massacre them.

"Damn it! Could it be that the church has been exposed?"

As a deacon of the Church of the Deadwood, she was well aware of the church's current status within the middle echelons—they were practically pariahs. The fact that they possessed firearms—something only the middle or even upper-middle echelons would normally have—naturally led her to immediately assume they had been exposed.

She was merely a deacon assigned to this place. Her original orders to the bishop and priest were that if she encountered danger in this branch of the Giant Bone Tribe, she should prioritize saving her own life and then try to contact him as soon as possible.

Anna naturally tucked her head in, ready to spit out poisonous miasma and run away at any moment.

But as they waited, the gunfire in the sky seemed to have stopped?

Wait, why is there only one person?

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