Chapter 35 Ika

Author: Don’t add mango

Chapter 35 Ika

After crossing the first ridge, the warm ocean breeze disappeared.

The temperature dropped sharply.

The ridges here are permafrost.

On the top of the mountain, the eternal glaciers have existed since I don’t know which era.

Who knows how many living lives are buried in this vast mountain range.

In one day and night, Chen Jing only climbed three ridges.

An altitude of more than 5,000 meters does not mean that the mountain is 5,000 meters high. In fact, the height of some ridges is only more than 2,000 meters.

However, even so, Chen Jing's speed over the mountain was still not fast.

The mountain is far more steep than it appears, and climbing is not an easy task.

Most dangers come from under your feet.

Especially when climbing on the glacier layer, even if Chen Jing has bioradar, he must pay special attention to his steps.

Those seemingly stable ice surfaces, in fact, no one knows how big the holes are underneath, and there may be a bottomless ice crevice if you step on it.

Across these three ridges, there is a snow forest between two ridges.

There is a second Molin village there.

The trees that can survive here are extremely cold-resistant, as are people and animals.

The Molin people who have lived here for generations even retain very primitive hunting methods.

When Chen Jing saw the map, he couldn't understand why there were still people living in this place.

Even deeper, there is a Molin village.

In this place where birds don't poop, there are still people living!

After arriving at the snow forest, Chen Jing saw the Molin people moving in the snow.

There are actually people living here!

"It seems that those high-ranking people did not come to the Isininda Mountains." Chen Jing looked at the Molin tribesmen who were hunting with primitive bows and arrows, and silently retreated in another direction.

When passing through the snow forest, Chen Jing would replenish his energy reserves for two to three days.

Although the energy stored in Chen Jing's body at this time is enough for Chen Jing's normal activities for half a month, no one knows what will happen during mountain climbing, so storing more energy is not a bad thing.

The Molin tribe hunted almost under Chen Jing's nose. It was very interesting for Chen Jing to see the primitive hunting method.

At night, Chen Jing hid himself under a snow nest he dug out casually, with a few pieces of fur just torn off a deer in the snow under his body.

The blood on the fur has long been frozen into slag by the ice and snow.

Originally, Chen Jing thought that he would be fine if he stayed far away from the Molin people.

He even went out of his way to escape the bioradar's detection range.

But even so.

At 4:01 a.m., the sound of crunching snow in the biometric radar woke him up.

21 people.

The Molin tribe members held torches, lowered their bodies as much as possible, and walked cautiously in the direction of Chen Jing.

In their hands were simple ropes and primitive spears and bows.

Chen Jing did not feel at first that this group of Molin tribesmen were coming towards him.

Because he was convinced that in this snowy forest, let alone thousands of meters away, it would be impossible for these Molin people to find him with their abilities.

But after observing for a long time, he found something was wrong.

These 21 people came towards me impartially.

There were no landmarks along the way, so why were they walking straight towards them?

In order to avoid alerting the enemy, Chen Jing did not get up immediately.

500 meters.

Go straight ahead without hesitation along the way.

300 meters.

The Molin people still did not stop walking and walked firmly towards Chen Jing.

Those dark faces were full of the ups and downs of life, but their expressions were so solemn.

100 metres.

"Luo Lu (surround him)!" the eldest man among the Molin tribe whispered.

The Molin tribe members quickly dispersed and walked warily towards Chen Jing's location.

When all the Molin tribe members were about to complete the encirclement, Chen Jing made a move.

The crisp sound when the snow nest broke open suddenly sounded in the dark night, and the Molin tribesmen who were concentrating on preparing for the encirclement were startled.

In the dark night, the light from the torch was not enough to illuminate the entire area.

The Molin people only saw a black shadow flash past, and one of the people holding a bow and arrow was thrown up.

Then the figure disappeared into the night.

"Ta Lu (gather together)! Ta Lu!" the Molin man exclaimed.

Chen Jing did not go far. He hid in the dark night and looked at the panicked Molin people.

He wanted to know if this group of people would find him again.

Although the Molin people were panicking, they gathered quickly. Even the guy who was shot away by Chen Jing staggered up.

After gathering, the archers quickly drew their bows, followed by several arrows.

Without exception, they shot towards Chen Jing.

Those bows and arrows didn't seem to be able to cause harm to him, but Chen Jing was worried about his clothes, so he still avoided them.

"Can they see me?" Chen Jing became increasingly curious.

Although they have been called the Molin tribe for so long, their basic race is actually Qixing people, and there is no difference except that they are shorter.

In such a dark night, it is impossible to see anything without special organs.

Assuming that these Molin tribesmen have this ability, why are they the ones holding bows and arrows who find themselves?

When the archers were all aiming at themselves, those holding spears were actually guarding the surrounding area.

Although it is not ruled out that only those who can see things in the dark can be archers, but combined with the previous experience, Chen Jing can only conclude that these Molin tribesmen cannot see themselves in the dark.

"Interesting. Is it bio-radar?"

Chen Jing was suspicious, suspecting that there was a blood relative here.

That blood relative has an organ similar to a bioradar, and his detection range is wider than his own.

He discovered himself in advance, but he was very smart and did not set out to find him immediately. Instead, he sent these Molin tribesmen to attack him in a hunting way.

He can even let the Molin tribe know his location through some means.

Moreover, these Molin people listened very much to that blood relative.

"Parasite? Virus? Or..."

"Ika?!"

After many possibilities flashed through his mind, Chen Jing placed his doubts on Ika.

Because the image of Ika is very similar to Chen Jing, if the beliefs of this group of Molin people are devout enough, then as long as there is a blood relative who is similar to Chen Jing, that is, similar to Ika in appearance, they will most likely enshrine him.

.

Treat him like a god.

Thinking of this, Chen Jing suddenly laughed.

As long as he takes a gamble, he can know the truth.

It's not really a gamble, this group of Molin people pose no threat to me.

He took off his goggles and walked towards the Molin tribesmen step by step.

The crunching sound of mountain boots on the snow further intensified the tension in the dark night.

Of course, only the Molin people were nervous.

In order to deal with fear, the archers of the Molin tribe threw arrows in their hands crazily, but dodging these arrows was easy for Chen Jing.

When the figure emerged from the darkness, the light of the flames shone on his face.

Chen Jing took off his hat.

The face in the firelight is so majestic!

The Molin people were frightened.

They tremblingly dropped the ropes and weapons in their hands, and all knelt down on the snow and shouted.

"Ika!"
Chapter completed!