Chapter 758: Psychological Trauma

Along the way, Xiong was still thinking about whether he could find a small tribe to directly incorporate and expand Huaxia further; Baifeng had already explained the specific operations to him, but he just didn't know if there would be a day to put it into practice.

After they found a suitable route again, they continued to set off forward; Xi and the others were becoming more and more familiar with the road here, because the damage caused to the earth by the earthquake was still very obvious.

Starting from simply seeing many crooked trees, later they could see very obvious collapsed and broken cliffs; those shattered places were not yet covered by vegetation, and compared to other places that were still lush and green, there was a very obvious difference, just like a bald patch on a wild beast, extremely unsightly.

At this time, the memory of Xiong and his group was no longer useful, and all they could rely on was the memory of Xi and his people; following the route they pointed out, they could even see clean and bright human bones on the road.

The skeletons were hidden in the lush green Grass, and one would be startled if not careful; however, upholding the fact that these were the companions and tribesmen of Xi and the others, the Huaxia side still gave them the most basic respect; although they would not bury their bones, they would not curse or trample on them either.

When Xi and the others saw the bones of their once-dead tribesmen, they didn't know what thoughts they might have; however, when they first saw them, they didn't have any changes, just saying: "Oh, the road is correct; there certainly won't be other people dying here."

As they could see more and more bones later, some had already been torn to pieces by wild beasts, and one could only vaguely tell they were human bones, with not a single hair on them; it was unknown how many more years would pass before they could disappear and turn into soil.

The mood of Xi and the others also slowly began to change, becoming somewhat silent; Xiong and the others had not truly seen what the center of the earthquake looked like, and relying on guessing and imagination, it was impossible to figure it out, but Xi and the others had truly experienced it; perhaps this place was the source of the fear that they would never forget for the rest of their lives.

These tribesmen who died on the road might have been people they knew and were familiar with, but unfortunately, their luck was too poor; not only were they unable to go to Huaxia alive to have enough food to eat, but they couldn't even walk out of the place they considered to be under a Spell.

As they walked, a lake before their eyes made everyone somewhat puzzled; Xiong and his group had now completely let go and let Xi and these people lead the way, but when they saw this lake, they were also exceptionally shocked: "Hey, how can there be a lake here?"

They turned over and got off the cattle, stretching their somewhat sore crotches; now, a layer of calluses had grown on the inner sides of both their crotches, so they wouldn't be chafed; with long-term riding, as long as the cattle could hold on, they would have no problems.

Several Cavalry moved forward, holding their Weapon and staring at the surroundings to guard Xi and his people; Xiong also chose to get off his cattle and walked forward to check together.

They walked to a slightly more open place, and Xi pointed to the distant mountains and said: "I remember those mountains; the mountain shapes are still the same as they were, there is no mistake, and the bones along the way also prove that our direction is correct, but I have truly never seen this lake here."

Xiong looked forward; that lake could not be considered too large, at least while they were standing at this high place, they could still see the boundaries of the lake, but no incoming water could be seen on it, and the downstream did not look like it had ever had water flowing through it.

Moreover, the water was very clear, and one could even see the bottom; they could not determine exactly how deep it was, as it was truly difficult to judge the depth of a lake as clear as this; there was one more strange point, which was that no fish could be seen inside, and there were almost no water plants; for a water area like this, such a situation should not appear.

Xiong looked at the edge of the lake, which was basically mountain rocks piled together, and guessed: "I estimate that this is a Quake Lake; it should be that those falling stones, earth, and wood, etc., piled together and just happened to block out a suitable position here, but this water should not be running water; it is just accumulated rainwater."

He pointed to the mountains on both sides and said: "Look, the mountain shapes on both sides are now tilting toward here; as long as there is heavy rain, the water will gather toward here, but the bottom is blocked, so the water that should have flowed downward is all accumulated here, becoming a lake."

It is estimated that this is also the result of long-term accumulation; one or two heavy rains could not accumulate so much, and without a fixed water source, as long as it does not rain for a long time, the water here will become less and less."

After this explanation from Xiong, one of the Slave suddenly waved his fingers and said loudly: "Oh oh, I remember now; it really was like this here before; you remember, when we arrived here at that time, this was just a small water pool; because there was water, we even stayed here for a day; at that time, the water sources we were familiar with had all been destroyed, and except for rain, we couldn't even find water."

Several other people also suddenly remembered: "That's right, that's right, I remember too, but I was at the very back at that time and couldn't grab any water; it was only after most people had finished drinking and grabbed enough that I dared to go up and drink; I have an impression of every single water source on this road."

To tell the truth, there were more people who died of hunger at that time than those who died of thirst; as long as one couldn't find a large enough water source or couldn't wait for rain, one would die of thirst after not drinking water for a few days; even the water in the cracks of the stones on the road could be sucked dry by people."

Hearing them talk like this, Xiong also felt some unbearable sympathy in his heart; it was hard to imagine what kind of hardships they had experienced; when the Baifeng tribe had not yet been established and he was wandering with his tribesmen, it seemed it hadn't been that miserable; after all, his own was just a small tribe, food would not be that scarce, and once a prey was caught, everyone could drink a mouthful of meat soup; their homeland was also destroyed by water, so they were not short of water to drink.

But listening to their accounts, that was gathering all unimaginable pain together: lack of food, lack of water, being full of fear for the environment, corpses everywhere; perhaps the bodies of the people saved were not even complete.

Every day people died by their side, and they themselves could die at any time; according to Baifeng's statement, even those who stayed in the Jiangshui Tribe at that time and were willing to become a Cannibal Tribe and eat the meat of those corpses would also die because of the epidemic.

For a long period of time, the original site of the Jiangshui Tribe was very likely to become an extremely dangerous place, but now that so much time has passed, no matter how many human corpses there were, buried in the soil, they have now turned into white bones and will no longer produce epidemics.