Traveling to Ancient Times: My Space Contains Weapons

Chapter 1145 Encountering Indigenous People Midway

Chu Chen cursed irritably, then lay down in the passenger seat and closed his eyes.

The next day, with Chen Qingxuan running all the way, they ran for an unknown distance.

Finally, around noon, they chose an open space and stopped.

Gan Tian Gan Di quickly took out the cooking equipment and started cooking for everyone.

Chen Qingxuan, on the other hand, simply hugged the blanket and fell into a deep sleep.

For him, coming here was his own choice, so no matter how hard or tiring it was, he had to endure it.

When she first received Yang Yan, she tried her best to please him, hoping he would let her go with Chu Chen to broaden her horizons.

Unexpectedly, his arrival caused him to drive until he vomited.

Not wanting to disturb them, Chu Chen led Mu Qiu out of the car and sat down under the open sky.

"Late Autumn, you're so knowledgeable, do you really know nothing about this place?"

Chu Chen was still confused. Yang Yan had left after saying a few words, and he had no idea where the five of them were or what they were doing.

The only source of guidance was the military camp thousands of miles away.

Who knows what kind of scene it will be like when we get to the military camp?

After listening, Mu Qiu shook his head: "I really don't know, I've never heard of any cosmic battlefield."

Looking into Mu Qiu's sincere eyes, Chu Chen nodded slightly.

"Let's go after we finish eating. If it really doesn't work out, and that scoundrel is lying to us, I'll take you back to Chu Tian Jing so we can lie down and relax."

What does "lying flat" mean?

Gan Tian, ​​who was also holding a large ladle, walked over and asked.

"Just like your time at the temple."

When talking about those days, Gan Tian immediately showed a reluctant expression. Those days were really good.

Unfortunately, I insisted on coming here because I was bored.

Chu Chen looked at their expressions and said, "Alright, alright, since we're here, let's make the best of it. Let's eat, then sleep, and then continue our journey."

After saying that, Gan Di carried a pot of stewed meat to the table.

Everyone was exhausted after fighting all day, so in no time, a large pot of stewed meat and a pot of white rice were completely devoured.

Chen Qingxuan was still sleeping, so no one disturbed him. They would wait for him to wake up before serving him.

Chu Chen waved his hand and released four RVs, then chose one and climbed inside.

I slept soundly until the next morning.

Chen Qingxuan was eating noodles from the pot with great enthusiasm, while holding a bottle of baijiu in his hand.

"Get up, you drunkard."

"That was a good sleep, you idiots. I'm going to teach those three how to drive later. Don't even think about setting off until they've learned."

Chu Chen nodded in agreement, ignored him, and went to make himself a bowl of noodles.

At that moment, suddenly, a group of ragged people rushed out of the forest and headed straight for the car.

Then he stopped a short distance away and stared longingly at the noodles in the pot.

Chu Chen stood up in confusion, then walked to the car and picked up an automatic rifle.

"Who are you?"

"My lord, could we possibly have a little of that food?"

What's going on? Wasn't this supposed to be a space battlefield? Why are there people who look like refugees?

Chu Chen was puzzled, as were the other four.

Those who were puzzled put down their bowls and picked up the guns beside them.

"Are you from around here? There are so many Black people up ahead, aren't you afraid?"

Chu Chen did not answer their request, but instead asked a question.

After hearing Chu Chen's question, no one spoke or answered; they just stared blankly at the noodles in the pot.

Moreover, the leader took the lead and led the crowd to take a step towards Chu Chen and his group.

Then two steps... three steps...

Chu Chen thought to himself that this was an attempt to rob them outright. He had seen too many refugees who were starving; they would do anything if they had food to eat.

We don't know where they came from or what skills they have, so we must stop them.

So he raised his gun and fired a volley of bullets at the ground in front of the group of people.

The leader, seeing the black stick that made a loud noise and dug a hole in the ground in front of him, immediately stopped in his tracks.

Chu Chen pointed at him and said, "If you want to eat, you can come over here by yourself and answer my questions. Once I know what I want to know, all of that is yours."

After saying that, Mu Qiu and the others raised their guns and aimed them at the people behind him.

Seeing the situation before him, the leader didn't care whether he was afraid or not. He turned his head, glanced at the crowd, and then stepped forward.

The others, however, waited in place.

“My lord, we have always lived in these mountains. We are just mountain people, not bad people!”

The man in the lead came over and spoke to Chu Chen.

"People in the mountains, don't you know that in that direction, there are black-clad people?"

"They are not human, they are demons... they are cannibals, they, they eat people!"

Cannibals? Chu Chen thought to himself, "They're so primitive. You said you live in the mountains, so how did you end up in this state? Where did you originally come from?"

Faced with Chu Chen's question, these people all seemed very puzzled.

"Our ancestors lived here, so we are the people of this place. The cannibals hunted us, so we could only hide and dared not cultivate the land, so..."

Just then, Mu Qiu arrived beside Chu Chen.

"The ground crawlers said that this battlefield has been around for countless years. Perhaps these are the humans they brought in, who then took root and multiplied generation after generation. But by now, they are either people who have no fighting ability or people who have been abandoned."

Chu Chen nodded after listening.

Regardless of their appearance and language, these people are still human beings and are of the same kind as us.

Then he turned to Gan Tian and said, "Go, cook another pot of noodles and let them eat over there."

After saying that, Chu Chen placed a bowl of noodles directly in front of the leading man: "Are you human or native to this place? I heard there is a military camp ahead. Why don't you go and ask for help?"

“My lord, it’s too far. We can’t even get there before we die. We know there are military camps over there. My grandfather even saw those soldiers. It’s said that there are human countries over there. They are protected and are not afraid of these cannibals.”

"Eat first, and then tell us all about it."

Chu Chen handed him noodles, and seeing how weak he looked, decided to let him eat his fill first.

Yang Yan's mission was to forge his own path. Now that he had discovered the native inhabitants of this place, what should he do on his way to the military camp?

After finishing a bowl of noodles, the leading man recovered considerably.

"Distinguished guests, are you heading to the military camp?"

"That's none of your concern. Tell me, how many people like you are there?"

"There are many, but in recent years the cannibals have been hunting us down hard, so there aren't many left in this area."