344 A New Realm (1/2)
In the sky, there was a huge sun.
As the burning sun rays glared upon the land, Fang Yuan squinted his eyes and shielded them with his outstretched right hand, forming a shadow.
In the surroundings, there were flowers everywhere and birds' chirping could be heard. There was a mild fragrance in the air.
Beneath his body, it was soft. Fang Yuan realised that his new body was lying on a patch of grass.
”Yuan!”
A voice started to approach him. Following which, the silhouette of a young lady appeared.
She wore a cloth made from animal hide and grass and could only cover half of her body, revealing her arms and leg. Since her limbs were exposed most of the time, they had a healthy tan. She was like a female leopard: fierce, graceful, sexy and dangerous.
”Yuan? Is she calling for me?”
Fang Yuan stood up and a string of memories appeared in his consciousness.
”Divisions... my race... warrior... Yuan! Is this my new identity?”
As his spiritual will shook, Fang Yuan could see himself from the corner of his eye.
He was a 20-year old young man with big eyes and a tall build. He was wearing animal hide as well and hung a bronze sword by his waist.
Mmm, this realm seemed young and underdeveloped. Most of the people lived in divisions and their craftsmanship was extremely rudimentary. Although Fang Yuan only had a bronze sword, it was already a symbol of his status. Only strong warriors in the division were worthy of such a sword.
”You're lazing away here again!”
The female leopard-like young lady climbed up the knoll and twitched her nose as though she was unhappy.
”Ah ha...”
Fang Yuan stretched himself and stood up. ”What's up? Wei?”
Most of the people in this realm had single-word names. It indeed felt rather ancient.
”The leader of the division has called for a meeting. Hurry up!”
The lady called Wei was rushing Fang Yuan. ”Because of the flood, we will have to migrate for the 3rd time...”
”Flood? Alright, I'll come!”
As a warrior, Fang Yuan had the duty to protect his division. He quickly wiped the grass off his hair and walked with big steps. ”Let's go!”
The young lady followed and the both of them rushed like the wind. Their physical fitness was unbelievable, which shocked Fang Yuan.
The physical quality of the people in Da Qian was already impressive enough, but that of people in this realm was even better. Everyone was skilled enough to kill tigers and leopards. This was not because their realm was more superior, but merely their adaptation to survive due to the harsh conditions in the realm.
'This is comparable to how one would initially have a life expectancy of 150 years, but due to the extreme conditions in forcing their bodies to undergo intensities of more than 3 times, they would be fortunate if they could even live up to 50!'
Looking at the vibrant body of Wei, Fang Yuan was confused. ”Are they just started out? With such clothing and undeveloped fire... Unfortunately, they have to encounter us just when they are slowly becoming developed. Who knows if this is good or bad for them...”
At the foot of the knoll laid their division - Shang Yang Division.
The houses were built from rattan and stones and seemed as though they would crumble in the slightest wind. Scattered houses formed the image of a village. Around the village, there were farms, planting rice. They were still using the most rudimentary equipment and methods of farming.
The men would go out and hunt and the women would tend to the farms. Kids would play in the farms or help out, and there were extremely few old people. This further confirmed Fang Yuan's guess.
”Yuan! We're waiting for you!”
As soon as a middle-aged man saw Fang Yuan, his eyes glistened as he started to sound the drum in his hands.
Not long after, 30 over people started to gather around and sat within the division leader's house.
The division leader had a heavy responsibility. Since he was a public figure, he did not have many personal valuables and his house was only bigger because he had to facilitate gatherings and discussion. Everyone was seated on the ground and a small bonfire was lit in the middle. On the walls, ropes were hung around and had knots in them. There were many carvings of what seemed to be words, which made up the decoration of the room.
Fang Yuan knew that all of these were merely methods to record information.
It was a known fact that the ancient people use knots to record information. Over here, they were a little more advanced and used words as well, but there were many more methods recorded in the history books.
”Since everyone is here, I'm sure all of you know the purpose of this meeting...”
A middle-aged man walked to the centre. He was the division leader of the Yang people, Yang!
He was a 30-year old man with a tanned skin. He was covered in scars and had a dim red glow from his skin, displaying his might and potential at his peak.
As the leader of the people, he had to have strong combat power and experience to be able to lead everyone to survive in such harsh conditions!
Yang started to speak. ”In recent days... the river nearest to us has overflowed a few times. I've sent our best swimmer to investigate. He has reported that the water level has already risen to as high as the average man. If we do not migrate, the overflowing river water will flood our land and destroy our division by next year!”
”Is there a need to migrate?”
Although there were both men and women around, all of them were either warriors or group leaders of the division and were the people with power. Even so, they hesitated as they spoke. ”It's not simple to find a suitable place to stay, where there are no ferocious wild beasts and other divisions!”
”We will spend a lot of effort and resources to migrate once more!”
”But what can we do if we do not migrate? Stare at the river as it destroys our houses and wash away our loved ones?”
...
The division was democratic. Therefore, even the division leader could not veto the decision. With that, the people under him started to argue.
”Cough cough...”