Infinite Ebullience
Chapter 1565 - 27 Aboriginal Stone Tools

Chapter 1565: Chapter 27 Aboriginal Stone Tools

Tang Zheng lunged towards Fang Zhiwen, pinning her beneath him, and caught a glimpse of several black shadows slamming over.

The Gravity Abyss unfolded, and the black shadows, which were goose egg-sized stones, were directly smacked onto the ground.

"Enemy attack!"

Just after Tang Zheng roared, a piercing high-pitched scream resounded around the Stone Forest, mimicking the cries of wild beasts and serving as both a signal for attack and a war cry to demoralize the enemy.

"Stick close to me!" Tang Zheng leaped up, grabbed a stone, and hurled it at an approaching figure, hitting the head, but the person only staggered a few steps and was not killed.

"Enemy attack!" Tang Zheng shouted, yet his heart sank because the force he used could even kill a bear, and these figures were incredibly fast, each outrunning world sprint champions.

"Who knows if those women are clean, hope the brother-in-law doesn’t catch some disease!" Bai Guo fell into wild thoughts as over a hundred stone shots, carrying a piercing whistling sound, swept through the campsite.

Newbies screamed, two of them were smashed into fractures, and a stone shot flew into the campfire, scattering the wood.

"From the leeward side!" Tang Zheng called out the female musketeer, as the enemy, with ample hunting experience, attacked from the leeward to effectively mask their scent.

The newbies began to fire, and the chaotic gunshots reflected their panicky emotions.

"Primitive Natives?" Tang Zheng spotted the attackers, a kind of two-meter-tall human with dark skin and curly hair, wearing only a short skirt made of animal skin around their waists, running and slinging stones.

These natives, regardless of age, were all muscular, like agile cheetahs, thriving in the harsh Stone Age where the physically weak could not survive.

"Form a line." Bai Guo tried to command like Tang Zheng, but unfortunately, she forgot that these newbies had no tactical knowledge. Seeing the fearsome and demonic natives charging, they all turned and ran towards Tang Zheng.

Thud, a stone hit a long-haired woman’s thigh, she screamed, and before falling, another stone shot hit her back skull.

The natives were very strong, able to sweep away charging horses, and their stone shots cracked open the fragile skulls like fragile eggs, directly causing the long-haired woman’s brain to splatter and her skull to fly off.

Little Willow, seeing her friend’s death, had her legs go weak and she collapsed to the ground, inadvertently dodging a lethal stone shot.

The female musketeers began firing freely, ensuring an eighty percent hit rate even under the dim moonlight.

Lead bullets entered the native’s eye sockets, puncturing their skulls.

"Don’t run around!" Tang Zheng cautioned Fang Zhiwen, pulled a short-barreled firearm and a dagger from Sophie’s belt, and rushed out.

"Don’t go there, it’s dangerous!" Xie Yundan crossed paths with Tang Zheng and hurriedly urged him to stop.

"Everyone hide!" In the midst of talking, Tang Zheng had already run over twenty meters, nearly as fast as the natives.

A wave of stone shots came flying, but before reaching him, they were pressed towards the ground by the Gravity Abyss.

The natives made strange sounds from their throats, pulled out battle axes strapped to their backs, and charged at Tang Zheng fearlessly.

"Stone Age?" Tang Zheng realized the nature of their weapons.

The native’s battle axes were crude, a thick stick with an exceptionally sharp stone blade tied to the top with wormwood and animal tendons, their waists hung with daggers made of skulls, and their necks adorned with animal teeth, each as long as a palm.

The natives surrounded him, leapt like a tiger hunting, swung their axes towards Tang Zheng, kicking up the gravel on the ground.

Bang, Tang Zheng fired, sending a bullet directly into a native’s eye, then dodged a hack, grasping a dagger, he slid towards the native’s trachea.

The native’s neural response was quick, he dodged by tilting his head, but Tang Zheng changed direction mid-way and still slit his neck, blood spewing out.

These natives howled, and fanned out to chase the newbies. Fortunately, the musketeers formed a line and managed to fend them off.

"Their strength is around level two, tough for Bai Guo to handle!" Tang Zheng cut a native’s tendons, aiming to capture him alive but a large native swung his stone axe, beheading him, then killed those critically injured.

This ferocity made the remaining natives even more frenzied.

"Too desperate!" Such an opponent made Tang Zheng wary, hitting their vulnerable spots with each strike.

The burly native, presumably the tribe chief, seeing his powerful enemy, decisively tore off the skull necklace from his neck and crushed it into powder.

With a snap, the bone powder fluttered in the night wind, glowing as it stuck to the native’s body, causing them to undergo a transformation.

Their body size and muscles swelled, blood vessels visibly thickened like worms crawling on skin, significantly enhancing both their attack and defense power.

Tang Zheng stabbed down, but could only penetrate the thickness of a fingernail.

The natives roared, eyes bloodshot, beginning a frenzied attack.

"Too terrifying!" The newly settled newbies hid behind the female musketeers, watching the combat by the campfire, nearly wetting themselves.

The native’s strength was immense, each swing raising the gravel, the whoosh sounding like wild wolves howling, their axes smashing nearby stones, actually causing them to crack.

The newbies knew, without Tang Zheng, they would certainly have been wiped out. Shen Jiashu and Sun Guofeng gave up their last hopes, deciding to fully cooperate with him.

"Are you okay?" Xie Yundan saw Fang Zhiwen’s disheveled clothes and sweaty face, mistaking her fear.

"Why wouldn’t she be okay? She must have enjoyed it to death!" Little Willow jeered with disdain in her eyes, filled with jealousy.

"I won the bet!" Fang Zhiwen didn’t retort, considering it beneath her to argue with such a woman. She watched Tang Zheng fiercely counterattacking amidst several Indigenous People, and clenched her fist quietly.

Being ignored, Little Willow walked up to Fang Zhiwen and raised her hand to slap her.

Fang Zhiwen blocked her, reaching out to grab Little Willow’s cheek. Without the augmentation of Protective Clothing, Little Willow was no match for Fang Zhiwen and was pushed to the ground.

"Brother Sun, Brother Shen, she’s bullying me." Little Willow whined, but to no avail as neither of the men moved—they weren’t foolish and had already guessed the woman’s relationship with Tang Zheng, not wanting to be tidied up by him.

With no one to back her up, Little Willow started crying.

Bai Guo used his Invisibility, lurking next to the Tribal Leader.

As a primitive Native, the Tribal Leader had very sharp senses; he suddenly sidestepped and swung his axe at where Bai Guo was.

Bai Guo’s cloak was grazed and he was brought out of invisibility, but quickly disappeared again into thin air.

"Bai Guo, go back, don’t interfere!" Tang Zheng threw a dagger, "Warrior, come out!"

The Warrior appeared and, with the Warhammer, hammered an Indigenous Person into the ground.

Swish. Tang Zheng pulled out the Tang Sword from the Warrior’s waist and, with a slashing move, a splash of blood bloomed in the Night Sky like a beautiful flower.

The Indigenous Person’s neck was half beheaded, hanging by a skin flap at the back as he stumbled forward a few steps before falling on the sandy ground.

The Warrior’s movements were wide and powerful, covering Tang Zheng’s back.

Without worries, Tang Zheng began a brutal massacre. With the Tang Sword in hand, he became like a bloodthirsty demon, beheading the Indigenous People one by one.

The Tribal Leader roared and pounced forward—he might have Level 1 Hero strength, but still no match for Tang Zheng.

The stone axe hadn’t reached Tang Zheng when it was smacked away by the Warrior’s Warhammer. Tang Zheng bent low and horizontally sliced, slicing open his abdomen.

The intestines and viscera spilled out, yet the Tribal Leader, commanding in his own right, grabbed them and shoved them back into his abdomen, while still swinging his Stone Axe attacking Tang Zheng.

The scent of blood permeated the Stone Forest, with fresh blood spilling onto the gravel, quickly absorbed.

Tang Zheng dodged the attacks, thrusting the Tang Sword into the Tribal Leader’s abdomen. He pulled upwards with force until reaching the neck, slicing him into two halves.

With the death of the Tribal Leader, the sole remaining Indigenous Person no longer wished to fight and ran away, yet was stopped by the Warrior’s thrown Warhammer, breaking his spine.

Shen Jiashu and Sun Guofeng, upon seeing the end of the battle, immediately ran towards the Battlefield, followed by the others belatedly coming over.

"Group Leader, are you alright?" Shen Jiashu held back his disgust, checking the Corpse and searching for Spoils of War.

Little Willow cozied up to Tang Zheng, trying to exhibit their intimate relationship to others.

"Idiot!" Fang Zhiwen cursed under her breath, keeping a distance from Tang Zheng. She knew what mattered most to this kind of man, and indeed, Tang Zheng pushed Little Willow away.

"These Natives are really poor, no Spoils of War!" Sun Guofeng picked up a stone axe, found it too heavy, and threw it away again.

Tang Zheng walked over to the Tribal Leader’s Corpse. That string of bone necklace must definitely be steeped in secret medicine, capable of stimulating human potential; unlike the others, who were only wearing beast Teeth, he crushed one without any effect.

"Seems like the language barrier is too vast, can’t extract any intel now." Tang Zheng knelt down before the Indigenous Person with the broken spine, who surprisingly pulled out a dagger, still attempting to attack.

Tang Zheng pressed the Tang Sword into his wrist.

"I think the Natives roam at night, so their Tribe shouldn’t be too far away," Shen Jiashu racked his brains, trying to prove his worth.

"It could also be a small hunting squad on a long journey," Sun Guofeng counterargued.

Shen Jiashu couldn’t respond, his consideration was still not meticulous enough.

"It’s nearby." Tang Zheng gave up on interrogating the Captive. "Go, check for nearby footprints, on the downwind side!"

"Group Leader, how are you so sure?" Little Willow was pretty good at flattering.

"These Natives didn’t bring Food and there are few signs of long journeys on them," Tang Zheng pointed out the stone axe, "Also, this one has not much blood residues and these appear to have been from some time ago."

The Newbies nodded in admiration of Tang Zheng’s observational skills, and they felt confident about the future survival, comforted by having such a strong Group Leader.

"Found it!" Shen Zhang cried out excitedly.

The footsteps of the weighty Natives were clear. Following the downwind tracks southwest, Tang Zheng found the temporary Campsite of the Indigenous squad, with thick ropes and wooden wheel carts set up, and some feces! (To be continued. If you enjoy this work, please head to qidian.com to cast your recommendation and monthly votes. Your support is my greatest motivation.)