Chapter 23: Too Violent
Chapter 23: Too Violent
Gao Jing fumbled through his backpack.
Then using the backpack as cover, he emptied everything inside his Copper Anchor Storage Space.
Seventy-five chocolate energy bars in total.
He handed them all to Shan Guoer.
Even all these energy bars together couldn’t fill this little Giant girl’s belly enough for a snack.
But they barely let her taste genuine sweetness.
Gao Jing had the “never gain weight no matter how much I eat” trait. Before coming to this Great World, his daily body needed huge energy. So he specially bought a batch of super-strong energy bars loaded with sugar.
In this world, Shan Guoer was the first native tasting this flavor.
Overjoyed, she squinted her eyes. Her round cheeks bloomed like happy flowers.
“So sweet!”
If Gao Jing had a game system, he’d definitely see strings of numbers popping above the little girl’s head:
+5, +5, +5!
These were friendship points constantly rising!
Gao Jing had no system. But he completely felt it—after this chocolate cannonball strike, Shan Guoer’s friendliness and closeness toward him hugely increased.
No more cautiousness or wariness remained.
So that’s why American soldiers always carried candies to charm kids while patrolling occupied areas.
Candy cannonball power truly worked!
Sadly, even with Gao Jing unloading his whole stockpile, it only lasted Shan Guoer a short yummy aftertaste session.
After cleaning every crumb, she rested her chin on the table. She stared at Gao Jing expectantly.
Her big pitch-black eyes blinked repeatedly.
Gao Jing felt half amused, half helpless.
If only he’d packed his Storage Space with ten boxes of sweet chocolate earlier.
Truly had none left now.
Gao Jing gestured toward Shan Guoer, “Really, no more.”
The little girl seemed to understand, pouting as she said: “Thanks for the treats, mm…”
“Tomorrow, I’ll take you to tour our tribe.”
Actually, this was Elder Shaman’s bedtime order to her. But now she used it as her repayment to Gao Jing.
Still worked!
Gao Jing nodded with a smile: “Thanks, don’t mention it.”
The two words “thanks” were said in Dahuang Language.
Learned it instantly!
If he couldn’t handle basic daily words after grasping conversation understanding, Gao Jing might rather smash his head against tofu!
Of course, he hadn’t learned the actual four-character polite phrase yet.
But this still slightly surprised Shan Guoer.
The girl blinked in surprise, paused, then said: “Well… tomorrow then.”
“Bye.”
Gao Jing waved at her cheerfully: “Have sweet dreams tonight.”
Shan Guoer cradled her Little Yellow Dog and left.
Before going, she carefully closed Gao Jing’s window and door.
Only Gao Jing remained inside the giant wooden house.
Just the nearby oil lamp companying him.
Recalling today’s adventures, Gao Jing still felt shivers of excitement.
This Great World had finally unveiled a small mysterious corner to him.
Letting him glimpse an entirely new kingdom!
He didn’t feel sleepy until very late night.
He pulled out his sleeping bag—he planned to sleep directly atop the huge tableboard, but then spotted the bird nest nearby. Instead, he leaped straight into it.
The bowl-shaped nest smelled surprisingly non-stinky. Instead, faint grassy aromas surrounded it. Its bottom felt firm yet stretchy, molding like a stiff spring mattress.
Cuddled into his sleeping bag, Gao Jing gazed up at the massive rosewood ceiling overhead.
Exactly how many “small goals” was this worth?
Thinking thoughts, drowsiness quietly descended. He drifted into dreamland unknowingly.
That night, Gao Jing slept peacefully without awakening even once.
Until the next morning—a door opening sound stirred him awake.
Gao Jing hurriedly crawled out his sleeping bag, pulled on clothes, and hopped from the nest.
Shan Guoer had just entered.
No Little Yellow Dog accompanied her.
“You’re awake?”
Spotting Gao Jing beside the nest, she asked: “Want roasted meat?”
“Er…”
Gao Jing shook his head.
He’d just woken—didn’t even brush teeth yet!
Unconcerned about Gao Jing’s dental hygiene, Shan Guoer assumed he finished breakfast. Instead, she offered her outstretched palm.
“Come! I’ll show you our tribe!”
Gao Jing eyed the “small” table-sized hand before him reluctantly. Still…he climbed onto it.
Shan Guoer effortlessly lifted Gao Jing and placed him upon her right shoulder.
“Hold tight—don’t fall,” she warned.
Gao Jing: “…”
“Here we go!”
The girl bounced and skipped outside.
Gao Jing desperately clutched her leather skirt hem, bracing against a potential tumble.
Falling wouldn’t kill him… but it wouldn’t be fun either!
Exiting the wooden house, bright sunlight instantly bathed Gao Jing.
He instinctively narrowed his eyes.
Once adjusted to lighting changes, Gao Jing glanced around—his first look at Shan Yue Tribe’s settlement!
Their village fort lay inside a vast valley, between tower-mountainous cliffs on both sides.
Behind him, beyond dense woods, loomed another massive mountain face far away.
A silver-dragon waterfall plunged from its crown—dropping thousands of meters through mist blocking the view halfway down. The scene felt surreal, beyond earthly beauty!
Despite the distance, Gao Jing faintly heard the waterfall’s rumbling crash against rocks.
A clear stream began twisting out from that valley end. It meandered through the woods, flowing over rugged slopes toward the valley exit.
The mountain stream burbled merely ten meters below Gao Jing.
His staying wooden house lay deepest inside the valley. Two similar structures stood nearby.
Farther downstream, countless forty-to-fifty-meter-tall wooden houses dotted countless valley spots—hundreds packed densely clustered!
To Gao Jing’s eyes, this “village fort” seemed a whole city!
Except structures looked primitive and rough-hewn.
His clear overlook was possible because his position was very high.
This made Gao Jing wonder:
Could Grand Shaman Shan Yan live highest because he held highest tribal rank?
“Shan Guoer!”
While Gao Jing admired views, along the mountain path charged up a dozen “young Giants.”
They looked Shan Guoer’s age, an energetic stampede like frolicking brown bears!
“Shan Guoer…”
The burliest bear-child rushed before her first, eagerly shouting: “Heard Brother Shan Hu found something little at your place yesterday…”
His words choked mid-sentence—eyes widening as they locked onto shoulder-perched Gao Jing.
Like spotting the freshest, funniest toy ever!
The boy’s shrill shout forced Gao Jing to tense ear muscles to lower incoming sound volume.
Through practice, he’d achieve bodily control—beyond normal people’s imagination.
Noises aside, that kid’s stare unnerved Gao Jing most.
Heat radiated from the boy’s eager eyes, giving Gao Jing goosebumps.
He recalled the ants he’d burned with mosquito coils as a kid; the beetles tied with strings for games; the fierce woodbugs forced into fights…
Was this karma finally catching up?
Compared to these kids, Shan Guoer seemed so gentle! So wonderfully nice.
“Get lost!”
WHAM!
Under Gao Jing’s stunned gaze, Shan Guoer cocked her fist and slammed it brutally against the bear-child’s chest.
Violently sent him flying away—despite his tall, bulky frame!
The huge boy crashed among companions below, instantly bowling over a heap of kid dominoes!
This… This…
Gao Jing rubbed his eyes in disbelief.
This was too violent!