Last Totem Novel - Chapter 342
Chapter 342 Bloodline
After leaving Yanyang Ancient Town, three oxcarts lined up and slowly walked along a mud road on the side of a cement highway. Due to the extensive use of animal-powered vehicles in the Far East, roads are usually divided into two types, the middle two-lane cement road is a motor vehicle lane, and the cement road on both sides of the simple dirt road is a animal-powered lane.
Originally, Qin Ke’er planned to take a bus first and wait until she reached the market near the Qin Family Village before switching to a livestock cart. However, considering the trouble of changing rides and the fact that the Fire Horn Temple had provided three more rare “horned bulls”, which could reach a speed of about 12 kilometers per hour, she decided to buy a gift for returning to her hometown in the town and directly take the bull cart home.
Plateau mutated buffalo, also known as the “Chan cow”, is said to have originated from the radiation mutated buffalo introduced from the southern cemetery and the native plateau buffalo of the Far East. The origin of its name was not that it had a special horn on its head, but because its skin color was very similar to that of the Far Eastern mythology’s immortal mount, the Blue Horned Bull, which was both black and green. The horned bull was about two meters tall and had a gentle temperament. Its limbs were extremely thick, and its endurance and vitality were extremely outstanding. Even if it didn’t eat or drink for ten days and a half months, it could still walk hundreds of kilometers under weight.
However, because the horned cattle had a large appetite and could eat hundreds of kilograms of grain at a time, very few people were willing to raise them except for some special institutions. Most people in the Far East, on the other hand, prefer to breed fiery but more cost-effective “fire mules”, which are infertile mules derived from the crossbreeding of cemetery mutated horses and native Far East donkeys. Whether it was pulling strength, endurance, or the cost of feeding, the fire mule was the best choice for a livestock cart.
However, in this era of explosive energy technology, flying machines flying through the sky, and power armor flourishing, the Far East still used a large number of inefficient animal carts, causing people to be puzzled.
On the surface, it seemed that the Far East people were backward and conservative. In order to protect their ecological environment, they preferred to use traditional animal carts. But in reality, they had no choice but to do so.
One hundred and eighty years ago, the roads of the Far East were filled with vehicles manufactured by Heavy Industries of the North. They looked brand new and beautiful, with luxurious interior decorations. But now, only second-hand cars from all over the world were left. Their surfaces were mottled and old, and their interior was in tatters.
There were two reasons for all of this.
First, the Far East’s industry was not developed, the level of education for all was low, the mechanical technology was very backward, and the technology was stagnant before the last great war; Second, the Far East has been a resource-poor place since ancient times. It lacks fuel, coal and all kinds of metal materials.
For a thousand years, the high-end technology and external interests of the Far East have depended on the glorious bloodline.
Ever since BDr1700, when the temple faith merged, the people of the Far East began to intermarry with the survivors of the north and sent their best talents to the Temple of Glory. Therefore, the bloodline of the northern descendants is very complex, with the characteristics of the three great clans of the Black Sea, the Ice Plains and the Snowmountain, the nomadic peoples of the Northern Desolate Continent, and the clans of the Far East.
As early as a thousand years ago, the people of the Golden Triangle, who always boasted of their pure western bloodline, jokingly referred to the northern descendants as “miscellaneous hairs” because their hair color, skin color, and pupils were all different. Interestingly, compared to families with a single bloodline, families with more complex bloodlines tended to be more powerful among the Northern descendants. For example, Northas was one of the best among them. However, on the whole, although the descendants of the north had complicated bloodlines, their sense of honor and values were very similar. It had to be said that in this world, few ethnic groups could achieve such unity as the Northern survivors.
One heart, one cluster of fire …
Because of this, Cozan said frankly, “Although there are not many of us left, please remember that we are never afraid of any faction!”
It was precisely because of this that the elders of the Temple Elders’ Association didn’t blush. They admitted without beating their hearts that they were just afraid of the glorious bloodline.
However, with the extinction of the Splendid Flame, the Temple and the Psionic Alliance divided all the parishes and external interests of the Temple of Splendid. For example, Desert Five’s Windsand Castle and more than ten strongholds, over a hundred occurrences, the “floating islands” on the Mirror Sea Plane, three oil fields, and the ownership of half of the Dawn Stronghold.
And after the glorious battle, The World Assembly, with the Western Continent, Central Continent and Northern Desolate Continent as the main forces, intentionally excluded the Far East and suppressed the development of the Far East in terms of energy and minerals, including strictly controlling the transportation of basic strategic materials such as crude oil, coal mines, natural gas, steel, and high-end strategic materials such as spirit ores, black oil, mithril, and refined gold. Without the support of modern industry and high-end technology, the Far East would not be able to profit from planar wars, thus forming an irreversible vicious circle.
With the passage of time, the Far East became poorer and poorer, almost falling into a state of eternal calamity.
Fortunately, there were three other specialties in the Far East that were not available on other continents. They were mountain products, black profound iron, and rare earths. Mountain products were the favorite by-products of the nobles of Silver City, including the distant mountain white tea, green tea, matsutake, fungus, precious animal fur, thousand-year-old mahogany, and so on; Black profound iron is one of the raw materials of super-density alloys, and rare earth is a necessity of modern industry. Although the exchange rate was getting lower and lower, it could at least maintain the basic armaments of the Far East.
Simply put, if a world war broke out, the Far East would not be fighting barehanded …
As she thought, she looked at the green mountains and rivers in her hometown, breathed in the fresh air, and smelled the faint fragrance of grass. Qin Ke’er, who was sitting on the ox cart, couldn’t help but yawn, stretched out her body lazily, and then leaned against the materials to take a nap. At this moment, Mu Qianhe, who was lying beside her, had long since fallen into a sweet dreamland when he left the town. As for Tie Zha, he was sitting at the back of the last oxcart with his legs hanging. He had a sweet grass in his mouth and was lying on the pile of supplies. The cool mountain breeze was blowing as he looked at the azure sky in a daze.
A few hours later, between midnight and dusk, the monks drove their oxcarts into a small mountain path and stopped at a place with a stream of water. They began to set up their tents. It still took three days to get to the Qin Village, so they had to camp halfway.
From the time they left until now, the three Martial Monks of the Fire Horn Temple had rarely spoken. Apart from the necessary communication, they had nothing else to say. Looking at them, Tie Zha couldn’t help but think of the porcupine. This fat black man was also so silent, but he was also very generous.
After setting up the tent, the martial monks lit a fire and set up a large iron pot. Qin Ke’er and Mu Qian He also helped wash the rice and vegetables and cooked dinner. Tie Zha was not interested in handling food at all. He would not make a move unless it was necessary. Back then, Old Niu had sighed, “I cooked something that tasted bad enough” As a friend and an honest person, Old Niu did not say the last words, but his meaning was already very clear
Dinner was carrots, bamboo shoots and stuffed bacon rice. When cooking, the overflowing bacon incense made Tie Zha want to open the lid of the pot to take a look. After cooking, Qin Ke’er puts down the chopped green onions and coriander. After repeated stirring, she puts them in a bowl and finally copies another green vegetable and covers it.
After dinner, the martial monks began to pack up the cooking utensils and wash the dishes in the creek. Tie Zha watched idly. After a while, the martial monks cleaned up the scene, took off their old power armor, and took advantage of the last sunset to wipe it off carefully.
Looking at their loving gazes and cautious movements, Tie Zha couldn’t help but feel a trace of sadness in his heart. Over the past few months, he had become accustomed to seeing students and Knights Templar wearing brand new power armor. They didn’t need to cherish them so much, nor did they need to wipe them every day. If something goes wrong, you can change the parts at any time.
However, these Martial Monks’ power armors were the oldest models. The armors were covered in traces of time, and they had worn them for generations. In the eyes of the psionic practitioners of the Western Continent, such a power armor was probably a pile of trash.
However, their garbage was the most precious treasure of the Far East.
This feeling was similar to the first time he drove a red comet to Sand City. It was at a time of high spirits that he saw a group of young masters roaring by on brand-new motorcycles. Originally, this was nothing, but the next day, he saw a few of the young masters smash their motorcycles angrily because they lost the race. At that time, he felt an unprecedented amount of pain.
At this moment, he couldn’t help but think that perhaps the group of young masters back then also had the figure of Hillman Hieros, but they didn’t know each other at that time. When he thought of this, he felt uncomfortable all over. Thus, he quickly made up his mind to withhold Hillman’s salary, even though the other party claimed to be his brother-in-law.
Gradually, the sun set, night fell, the moon rose, and the stars in the sky blinked.
He was speechless all night …
The next morning, mist filled the mountains and birds cried. The martial monks pulled the horned bull back to its original path early in the morning and continued on their journey. Meanwhile, Tie Zha and the two women were lying leaning against the cart’s supplies, seemingly relaxed.
The three oxcarts moved slowly along the mud road, stepping on the grass covered in morning dew amidst the picturesque green mountains and beautiful waters …
At noon on the fourth day, a lively market appeared in front of them.
Seeing that her hometown was in sight, Qin Ke’er stretched and shouted.
Not long after, the oxcart entered the market. Looking around, there were mostly stalls and stone shops. Many farmers wearing straw hats, or village women wearing headscarves, were selling mountain products in large baskets on both sides of the road.
‘”Fresh mushrooms, fungi, hair vegetables …” “Dates, wolfberries, yams …” “Selling herbs, wild chrysanthemum, honeysuckle …” “Roe deer meat, it was just beaten last night. It’s fresh …” “Pheasant, selling pheasant …”
In addition, there are a variety of steaming stalls.
‘”Soybean milk fried dough sticks, fresh and boiling …” “Fried taro cake, two bronze and one …” “Spare rib noodle soup, minced meat soup, stinky tofu, noodle noodle noodles, five bronze and a bowl …”
Qin Ke’er and Mu Qian He got out of the car and bought a lot of food and drinks along the way.
Seeing that their hands were full and their mouths were stuffed with unknown food, Tie Zha couldn’t help but ask, “Can you finish eating?” In his opinion, wasting food is a very bad habit.
The two women nodded their heads as they ate, completely ignoring the need to speak.
Tie Zha rolled his eyes and ignored them. He fell onto the cart and continued to sleep …