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The setting sun blood, overspread Wilderness, the Scavenger time.
Intermittent convulsion pain of Cloudhawk in the abdomen in woke, this familiar feeling occupies the life and memory most spaces, Scavenger calls the hunger it, it is said is the creator leaves all living things together eternal spell!
These time could not find food again, tonight cannot boil.
As for tomorrow? Cloudhawk has not thought this issue.
Because too will expect to Scavenger tomorrow.
Cloudhawk crawls tunnel that difficultly hides, when the both feet steps the burning hot, but the desolated earth, he feels an intense dizziness. Surroundings ancient ruins are the different time remnants of destroyed buildings, there is a remains fragment that other world fall, they had constructed magnificently, now turns into the trash that is not worth a red cent, on this Wilderness by time gravel burying and forgetting.
The youth thin and weak form lonely in everywhere sand dust is so tiny, the wind blows the disorderly black hair to block from the immature face, several dirty rags are binding the skinny body, the rough skin covers entirely the new and old wound, is bright and limpid except a pair of pupil, he does not have anything to distinguish with ordinary Scavenger.
Cloudhawk merely 14 or 15-year-old appearance.
The Scavenger life is very simple, every day nearly 20 hours in the tunnel avoidance burning hot and bitter cold, only have the dusk short gap to crawl to seek for food in the ruins in the morning. Day after day, year after year, the life seems like monotonous, but to is Scavenger is one type greatest happy, because redundant and monotonous, once were broken means to perish.
Cloudhawk has thought of the old man.
The old man is being through a lot alternative Scavenger, not only understood that the old time writing, understood the matter that Scavenger does not know, likes speaking the story and collection useless thing, the tool and drawing of especially old time, have the writing, the object who can share is only Cloudhawk, they are mutually the only companion and friend.
On that day Sun raised as usual, the old man cannot crawl as usual.
The old fogies are at least lucky, because there is Cloudhawk to bury for him.
Cloudhawk does not dare to imagine him to drop down to be any scene now, this skeleton did not have what meat freely, but Scavenger of hungry pinkeye will never nitpick. These crazy meatmen children will certainly dismember a body him, after fumigating, hang on the rusty iron hook, some enjoy, trades some moderate pollution the tap water.
This is Wilderness, to survive anything can eat, to survive anything can do.
Sometimes Cloudhawk very envies their, but the old man had said that if the final human nature has gotten continually rid, humanity really did not have the hope.
Quite hungry!
Is about unable to take a walk!
Cloudhawk drags the weak body to loaf in ruins, just likes straw that in wind swings, had the possibility of pouring anytime, Scavenger already leafed through the ruins, wants to look for food to be easier said than done?
Also has achieved nothing?
Can this be last time sees the setting sun?
Cloudhawk is incapable of sitting down the looking out into the distance horizon, setting sun like the blood, is contaminated Wastelands, a goshawk hovers in horizon Yun Jian, in his eye reveals the color of deep envying, initially named for oneself is Cloudhawk, is the hope can in the clouds the freedom like hawk...... Eventually is the extravagant hopes?
Has not arrived at the last minute.
Cannot give up! Cannot give up!
Compact and rapid steps transmit!
The Cloudhawk frightened cub stands up likely, extracts rubs the sharp iron sheet together vigilantly, the whole face is staring at the front. This turbulence crazy years, have hungry insane Scavenger to attack every day similar, Cloudhawk equally small and weak child many are Shi Hai the objects.
Really, follows the rapid footsteps, three clothes ragged Scavenger flushed crazily.
The Cloudhawk complexion changes hastily draws back two steps, he as weak can blow down as continually gust now, three Scavenger initiate also attacks, the possibility of then absolutely not having escaped by luck!
Wait / Etc.!
No, is not right!
Three person faces do not have murderous aura freely fiercely, a hunter should not have the imposing manner that instead fills the panic-stricken desperate game.
This is not attacking.
This is escaping!
Cloudhawk just had the unclear premonition, the troop black form pursues Scavenger to clash tightly, quantity several, have the wild dog size probably, both eyes are scarlet, fierce scary.
The Cloudhawk blood will shortly coagulate, blast of brain bang, only remains one to stem from the soul, to stem from the instinct the thought:
Run!
The death threat stimulated the life once again potential!
In the body that these nearly dry up squeezes out new strength, Cloudhawk does not have the careful identification, does not want to identify clearly, so long as understands that a point on enough this is mutant beast, savage mutant beast, this is fearful hunting.
Scavenger in this piece of Wastelands, and even in this stretch of ruins, is only the predator in lowest level, do they possibly resist the terror mutant beast?
Slowest women fall down first.
„Saves me!”
„Saves me!”
„Saves me!”
The monster bites with the sharp tooth in pate rips maliciously, the major stockholder blood resembles the fountain same to sprinkle.
Second, third, the shadow rushes to be first to gather, suddenly encircles the full woman from top to bottom, the flesh and blood was gnawed to nip to tear into shreds by, the abdomen intestines belt internal organs were towed by one.
So bloody, is so cruel, is so terrorist!
That short actually as sad and shrill as the extreme pitiful yell sound, just likes cursing shoots at three people. Some have not carved up food mutant beast, continues to the remaining people pursues, their speeds were too fast, is about 32 seconds, another Scavenger was thrown.
„!”
„No!”
Gnaws the broken skeleton, to tear to pieces the flesh and blood, that sound makes Cloudhawk all over the body!
When Cloudhawk cannot choose the exact way because of flurry turn a corner, making him feel that more desperate appeared, the front ruins have blocked the road, this is the blind alley that is unable to pass through!
What to do?
What to do!
The third tone sad and shrill pitiful yell resounds.
Last Scavenger also dropped down.
32 mutant beast cross the Scavenger corpse, resembles the black lightning to flee to this no use thin and weak youth!
Danger!
Danger!
Cloudhawk as if smelled intense death aura, hesitates for one second to be beyond redemption again!
Turning head must die!
Only can spell!
He crashes in the ruins reckless, sneaks in a deep and small slit.
This place adult cannot come , the Cloudhawk thin and small body can fill reluctantly, immediately near the ear transmits one rustle the sound to have mutant beast to chase after and never give up with!
On the mutant beast rank stink clearly may hear that was near at hand!
Cloudhawk drills to the slit end, cannot the advance slightest, the monster neigh to resound, this is launches the attack the omen.
Crucial moment at a crucial moment.
He grasps the sharp iron sheet to turn around in the hopeless situation resolutely, at this time the black form just threw to nip, in the scarlet eye blooms the cruel ray, that sharp incomparable tooth, just likes the shaving cutter is sharp, is wanting at present the delicacy game four city fragments.
Cloudhawk sends out the wild animal low roar to puncture, the sharp iron sheet just holds in the monster eye.
The monster calls out sharply frigidly, hits on Cloudhawk, the sharp claw leaves behind several bloodstains, Cloudhawk holds down its head, ruins inside space is narrow, it does not have the means to move.
„Dies! Dies!”
Cloudhawk compared with mutant beast, has brandished the iron sheet to puncture in the neck fiercely crazily continually several, the massive stench blood spurt everywhere is, on the face, hand, the clothes, were all dripped to fill.
Two monsters spin actually unable to push outside, hears the similar miserable howling sound, immediately turns around to leave here. The Cloudhawk half paralysis in the narrow space, gasping for breath in gulps, the brain the oxygen deficit is dizzy a while, now moves the small finger continually has become the expectation.
After finished crazily, these exhausted weak stages a comeback, because probably was just neglected, they now aggressive must double to ask.
First time is sizing up at present biology.
It has the swarthy glossy fur, the long and sharp claw, the scarlet scary eye, a little likely is mutant giant rats, but no matter any thing, it has several jin (0.5 kg) meat.
Food!
Cloudhawk becomes excited, with the iron sheet incision monster tenacious cover, rips several lush meat to force in the mouth, sour, stench, rough...... This to the Wilderness person, already the delicacy of best quality goods.
Cloudhawk takes the ant, beetle and stock as to live, for a long time very long has not tasted the meat taste very much. When the esophagus slips into the stomach, the warm feeling spreads over the whole body, stomach inside convulsion and pain is weaken, what substitution is one is hard to describe the feeling of satisfaction with the language!
He has eaten the withered belly to blow up.
Finally stops continue eat food, the color of whole face happiness.
Outside mutant beast has walked away, the Cloudhawk preparation kills the game to haul back the tunnel personally, these several jin (0.5 kg) meat foot enough enjoyed many days.
Cloudhawk just towed time the game, loudly just likes the wild animal sound transmits.
„Puts down the meat!”
45 grown Scavenger keep off in the front, is one is long very capably, on the face had the fierce scar of knife wound, whole face vicious has filled the vicious tendencies together.
These people possibly already heard here sound, therefore ambushes in the surroundings waiting, hopes that can pick several bones, the result happen to meets the transporting game the child.
The lush beast meat, making them get angry.
The scar of knife wound exclaimed: „Puts down the meat!”
But the Cloudhawk silent expression orphaned wolf fondness of countryside is high-risk, both sides on like the wild animal that in Wilderness confronts mutually, in fact in this age, the person was very fuzzy with the wild animal boundary.
Puts down?
Trades with the life, do you make me put down?!
The Cloudhawk half a word idle talk had not said that the cub that like thoroughly enraged, throws a fist to hit reckless on a face.
Without the suspense.
Cloudhawk eventually is -and-a-half big kids, how to compete with several adults? Like this revolt result is suffers one to beat in turn, looks is robbed again helplessly with the game that the life projects on.
............
The dark night arrived.
The youth are scarred to return to the tunnel, to robbing Scavenger of game, he does not have any complaint or angry, he as one since childhood in the child who in the camp grows up, already saw clearly the Wilderness essence.
Wilderness does not have the principle, strength is the only principle!
The powerhouses can have more food, the slave and woman, the weak one are doomed to be enslaved, trampled and plundered, this is Wilderness. This world, this time, this place, never having the truth may say, small and weak is in itself a crime!
The moonlight such as the water sprinkles the tunnel, a wool blanket is hard to resist severely cold, he was frozen the whole body to roll up, grief all over the body keeps him from going to sleep peacefully.
Cloudhawk tosses and turns to sit, takes up an iron box, blows the thick dust, just likes the hand holds the most precious object, takes out some colorful things from inside cautiously.
He uses the crazy vision to stare to stare at these things, is picture that the old man collected laboriously, is the old time has had evidence, many years of time corroded, a little motley was unclear.
Every one time sees them, that immature heart of storehouse in chest cavity will be touched.
Every one time sees them, the whole body grief, hunger and pain, all slightly alleviate.
Every one time sees them, regardless of how in the despair and darkness, can always see one to be luminous are glittering.
Remote old time!
What dream world are you?
That time person was clean and delicate and pretty, at that time the city was prosperous and wealthy, does not have dangerous fearful mutant beast, Meta-human that has not become second nature savage, did not have Scavenger that in Wilderness sought livehood with hardship.
Did that time terminate really?
Does this world still have such place?
Cloudhawk jet black both eyes have one group of flame to burn he incomparably to long for walking the camp and Wilderness!
This idea looks like a steel seal to iron firmly in the innermost soul, from had produced very much in childhood, the old man once asked him: Why? The camps are very dangerous, the ruins are very dangerous, Wilderness is more dangerous, is one must die road without doubt!
„Who made me live in this world!”
„Since this world chooses me, I have the right to be attractive it!”
„One day, I will seek, seeks that heaven same place, if can have a liking for one, if can kiss that land, even if died immediately had not regretted!”
The old men were silent at that time.
Since then leads the child in side, divides his food, teaches him to be literate. These years struggle in the birth and death edge, that thought not only has not vanished, instead was getting more and more intense!
The old men said that some people inborn are the free hawks, even if grows up in the chicken coop, has one day that flutters to hover finally...... Has the opportunity really?
Now cannot go out including the ruins, let alone limitless, bad risk ten thousand times of Wilderness.
The old men often said „life”, he said that everyone had own fate.
Is this my fate? I do not believe!
Cloudhawk rested the head on head to go to sleep the iron box.
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