Chapter 337 - 145: Food of the Celestial God (Part 2)
However, at this moment, Duoduo Lu had not yet realized this. Despite losing the physical constraints, he hadn't freed himself from the mental shackles.
Just like in the tribe, he continued to drift along, following behind Chen Zhou like a living corpse, waiting for this "monster" to issue commands or simply eat him up.
When facing enemies or wild beasts, he could be more savage and brutal than the beasts.
Yet, when facing a pale life and orders from those in high positions, he seemed more docile than a domesticated animal, not even uttering a whimper when pushed to a slaughterhouse and placed on a cutting board.
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Concerned about the risk of heatstroke for his captive, Chen Zhou walked briskly.
During the descent, he never forgot to observe the behavior of the boy behind him, even deliberately increasing his pace to test whether the boy would attempt to escape.
The distance between him and the indigenous boy stretched to as far as six or seven meters at its farthest. At such a distance, if the boy dared to run with all his might, it would be difficult to catch up.
Putting himself in the boy's shoes, Chen Zhou felt that if he were the indigenous boy, he would seize such an opportunity and run without looking back.
But what puzzled him was that the boy showed no signs of wanting to escape from start to finish, behaving even more obediently than Lai Fu when they first met.
Chen Zhou pondered repeatedly, unable to determine whether his own achievements were too intimidating or if the boy was unwilling to leave because he was thinking of his companions. It all seemed unbelievable to him.
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After crossing the ridge, the descending path had less sand and stones and more wild grass and soil.
The boy's feet were not used to the hard, gritty feel of gravel, so it was only here that his speed noticeably increased.
Before they reached the kiln cave, from afar, Chen Zhou heard Lai Fu's loud barking.
It seemed to have sensed that today was different from usual, feeling its master's grave mood from the way Chen Zhou wore armor and carried weapons.
So instead of staying quietly at home as usual waiting for Chen Zhou's return, it started restlessly pacing around, scratching at doors and windows, eventually barking madly.
This frenzy of barking lasted for over two hours, and by the time Chen Zhou brought the indigenous boy close to the kiln cave, Lai Fu's voice had gone hoarse and weak.
Hearing the familiar footsteps of its master, Lai Fu finally shut its mouth, got up to the window, and looked at the towering courtyard wall, waiting for Chen Zhou to appear.
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The entire circle of stone walls that came into view greatly shocked Duoduo Lu.
There were no such structures in his tribe; everyone lived in houses built with trees and leaves.
Even the most prestigious Chieftain and Priest only lived in slightly larger houses, adorned with a few animal pelts to make them seem more dignified. No one had ever thought of constructing a house out of stone.
He gazed at the solid, heavy walls and the watchtower standing inside, surrounded below by a ring of pointed, menacing cheval de frise, feeling as speechless with shock as when he first saw Chen Zhou.
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When Chen Zhou pushed open the wooden door and led the indigenous boy into the courtyard, seeing the stone-brick-paved ground and the work area within, as well as the wooden outhouse, he was even more overwhelmed.
For a moment, he was so absorbed in looking at all the novel things that he didn't even notice Chen Zhou opening the storeroom door and letting Lai Fu out.
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Having been on the island for over two years since the shipwreck, Lai Fu was seeing another human besides Chen Zhou for the first time.
It wagged its tail wildly, leaping into Chen Zhou's arms, licking its master's face with its tongue. After venting its enthusiasm, it curiously walked over to the indigenous boy and sniffed his scent.
For someone as tall and robust as Chen Zhou, Lai Fu's weight of just over a hundred pounds was unremarkable.
But when it stood next to the short and slim indigenous boy, it seemed extraordinarily large.
While observing the Tiger Head on the watchtower, the boy suddenly felt a warm gust of air on his leg, looked down, and instantly discovered the giant creature beside him.
Even when about to have his throat slit, he hadn't uttered a sound, but now let out a shrill scream, hurriedly jumping to the side, crouching down, raising his still-bound hands, prepared for battle.
Woof~
Seeing this, Lai Fu let out a threatening growl from its throat, wrinkled its nose, and bared its sharp canine teeth.
Luckily, Chen Zhou was watching nearby and quickly pulled Lai Fu aside, ending the commotion.
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"Can't find a moment of peace."
Chen Zhou muttered, tugging at Lai Fu's skull collar, signaling it to return to the kiln cave, and then removed his armor—
The iron-plated vine armor indeed had outstanding defense, but it was quite heavy, and wearing such a thing on the island during the dry season was unbearably hot.
Once he took the armor off, his body felt immediately lighter. He jogged to the kitchen, grabbed a jar of cool boiled water, and then took three pieces of chocolate and some coarse salt from the fridge.
Breaking off a piece of chocolate and popping it in his mouth, enjoying the sweet and rich flavor while replenishing his strength, Chen Zhou took the revolver from his vine armor gun pouch, slipped it into his jacket, then slung on a bow and quiver, and walked out of the kiln cave.
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"Have some water."
Chen Zhou handed a ceramic jar to the indigenous boy.
With his hands and feet tied, after bouncing around in the sweltering canoe for so long, being left on the beach for a while, and then taking a fairly long walk along a mountain path, Chen Zhou guessed the boy must be extremely thirsty by now.
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The indigenous boy, seeing Chen Zhou take off his armor, seemed to realize for the first time that this "monster" was also one of his kind, his mouth slightly agape, unable to hide his shock.