If you were outside, the appearance of the poisonous luoli would probably attract the sympathy of many people.

But not here.

The prison guards here are not ordinary prison guards, but specialize in managing extremely vicious, sinister and cunning, and committing crimes.

They have received professional and rigorous training. No matter what temptation or threats, they can handle them professionally unless they can't beat them...

"rub!"

The prison guard pulled out the electric baton and poked Duluoli's right arm without mercy.

"Sizi..."

After a twitch, the poisonous luoli fell to the ground helplessly, trembling.

Wang Chong looked at him expressionlessly. It was only half a year since the Duluoli came in, but he had not been there much time to come to the playground.

And because she is a child, although she is very powerful in using poison, she does not take much advantage here. After all, it is hard for a good cook to cook without rice. Without poison, she is just an ordinary luoli who can be bullied.

“Woo woo woo woo…”

Duluoli sat on the ground and cried.

"Shut up, I'm upset."

When Masked had a fire at home when he was a child, he had disfigured his face and his throat was also inhaled by smoke, which caused the sound to be abnormal.

After being frightened like this, Duluoli stopped sobbing and just looked at the mask with resentment.

Then she sat alone on the ground, holding a stone and drawing something. Wang Chong looked at it and actually drew chemical equations.

After a day of boring life, Wang Chong met several new serious criminals, but unfortunately he did not become good friends with them.

Early the next morning, Wang Chong opened his eyes and looked at the game panel that appeared in front of him.

"bite!"

"Successfully unlocked the new rebirth character: Stone Tribe Wilderness Wood."

"Mission goal: I don't want to be a wasteland slave for the rest of my life. I want to be a warrior, and I want to unify the great wasteland."

...

"Wild slave!"

Wang Chong heard of this word for the first time.

However, judging from the fact that the new person he was reborn this time was the Stone Tribe, the era he experienced was probably the tribal period. This era was still very primitive, and it should not even have currency, let alone metals such as copper and iron.

Unfortunately, the task provided too little information, so he could not know more information.

But it doesn't matter. For Wang Chong, the most important part of the game is experience value. As long as he has experience value, he will be fine no matter how many times he dies.

Without any hesitation this time, Wang Chong directly clicked to enter.

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Rebirth of the character: Stone Tribe, Wilderness, Wood.

Character introduction: Mutou was born to anonymous slaves from the Stone Tribe. His father is unknown, so please explore it yourself. Since childhood, he was a wasteland slave in the Stone Tribe, the lowest existence.

Mutou's wishes since childhood were different from others. Others' wishes were to become warriors, to have their own servants and slaves to serve him, and to have countless foods to fill his stomach. But his wish was to become the leader of the tribe, and he wanted to unify the Great Wilderness.

But things went against my wishes. On the day of his death, he was still the lowest waste slave in the Stone Tribe. Even his favorite mute girl was missing in the end and disappeared. In the end, he died with hatred.

Mission goal: I don’t want to be a slave in the wilderness for the rest of my life. I want to be a warrior and I want to unify the wilderness.

Warm tip: As a wasteland, you are a low-level person. Never try to challenge others before you become stronger, because you don’t have that ability and qualifications.

"Sure enough, is the so-called wasteland slave a slave in the tribe? It's really miserable."

After experiencing repeated tasks, Wang Chong also understood that his reborn life was full of extreme resentment.

Those who have these resentment can only be those who have not been satisfied with their lives. In other words, they cannot be reborn in those who have been frugal since childhood, unless the person who has been frugal also has great resentment and wishes. Unfortunately, such people are unlikely to have great resentment.

But this difficulty was beyond Wang Chong's imagination.

Not only is his identity a wasteland slave, but the key is that his mother doesn’t even have a name, but his father also needs to explore it on his own.

"This is another...what world!"

…………

The white light flashed quickly.

What surprised Wang Chong was that his birth this time was not accompanied by the shouting of a woman.

"What's going on?"

Wang Chong now closed his eyes and could feel wrapped in a warm feeling.

"No, my sister is dead, I can only have to cut her belly."

"Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

"Muminous girl, please get out of the way, otherwise your sister's child will not survive."

An inexplicable voice came from his ears, and then Wang Chong felt that his body was cold and he was picked up inexplicably.

Combined with his modern medical knowledge, he realized that he had been given a caesarean section, and his mother, Anonymous, seemed to have died before giving birth to him.

How did she die?

"Mumph, you hold this child, I'll get some goat's milk."

"Aba, Aba..." The mute girl had to stop talking, and she spoke with the words "Aba".

But because she has been talking to the woman around her for a long time, sometimes other people can understand it by relying on some body language.

Wang Chong felt that he was being held, and the hands of holding him were very small. According to his guess, he should not be old.

Soon, a pair of big hands picked him up.

"Mumph, why are you just making him freeze? Come over with a piece of sheepskin and wrap him up."

"Abababa." said the mute girl.

Not long after, Wang Chong felt that he was warm, but he was wrapped in sheepskin with a very strong smell of sheep.

It can be seen that the environment here is very poor, or that in the tribal era, they did not even develop the textile industry.

Soon, a warm liquid flowed into his mouth, and Wang Chong couldn't wait to suck it up.

Of course it was not a bottle, but a wooden spoon scooped the goat's milk and poured it into your mouth.

"No matter what, I'd better eat more and try to grow up early."

Wang Zhong recited silently in his heart.

Three months later, Wang Chong finally opened his eyes and began to observe the things around him.

Half a year later, Wang Chong stumbled and stood up. In the stone tribe, there was a little boy walking naked.

A year later, he also gained some understanding of the environment around him.

Their tribe is called the Stone Tribe. The area where they live is a place called the wasteland.

The area here is boundless and there are all kinds of tribes of all sizes.

My mother, like the mute girl and several other women, belonged to a strong and powerful man named Daya.

As for the death of her mother, Wang Chong also learned from the private conversation between several women that she was hit in the head with an angry tooth and died suddenly on the spot because she stole a piece of mutton.

Daya is the warrior of the Stone Tribe. Every warrior has his own servants and slaves, and therefore controls the life and death of his subordinates.

No one will care about the death of a deserter.
Chapter completed!