Reborn as a Giant Scorpion: Evolution by Consumption

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The dull thunder rolled over the rain forest, making a huge noise.

Through the gaps in the woods, the five members of the expedition team on the raft could clearly see the pitch-black sky like the bottom of a pot.

"Something is wrong!" The ship's grace guide looked up at the sky with a solemn expression on his face.

Black young Kerr: "Obviously, there will be a heavy rain soon! We don't have umbrellas, so we will inevitably be drenched!"

Captain Bill frowned and said, "It's not the worst to be soaked in the rain! The worst thing is that once the heavy rain comes, a lot of rainwater will be poured into the river in a short time, and a terrible torrent will be formed in the river!"

"It's not good!" said Gal, the black beauty. "Our poor raft can't sail smoothly in the rapids!"

The ship’s guide said: “Not only is there no way to sail smoothly, the raft is likely to be dismembered in the rapids!”

The white beauty Shan said worriedly: "Then what should we do next?"

The ship’s guide thought for a few seconds, and said, “Let’s go ashore to avoid the heavy rain before leaving! The raft is towed to the shore and secured with a rope under the tree.”

Captain Bill nodded: "Just do it."

Ten minutes later, the expedition team made some effort and finally managed to land and drag the raft into the woods on the shore.

After the ship’s guide used two ropes to tie the raft firmly to a big tree, the expedition team of five people began to look for rocks or caves in the woods that could shelter from the rain.

They walked more than a hundred meters, and suddenly found that the ground in the forest ahead was a bit strange—

Under many trees, a small bag of soil has protruded, some of which are still inserted with branches.

"What's that?" The black young Kerr asked the ship's guide curiously.

The ship’s guide whispered: “It seems to be the cemetery of an aboriginal tribe. Let’s go back. Most aboriginal tribes don’t like outsiders disturbing their cemetery.”

As soon as his voice fell, he heard footsteps behind him.

Immediately, seven or eight natives with their upper bodies and wooden spears surrounded them.

Among them, the natives who looked like the leader kept yelling to the expedition team.

Among the five members of the expedition, the grandfather of the guide Chuanen is a native of a certain tribe in the Amazon rainforest. He counts as a quarter native of native descent and can also speak the native language of the rainforest tribe.

The ship's grace guide kept explaining to the native leader in native language, but the native leader obviously did not calm down his anger.

Although the other four members of the expedition could not understand the words of the ship’s grace guide and the native leader, looking at the angry face of the native leader, they knew that their situation was not good at the moment.

Suddenly, the native leader waved his hand, and the remaining natives pointed their wooden spears at the members of the expedition.

Kerr, a black young man, was shocked: "Boyen, shouldn't they be cannibals?"

The ship’s guide whispered: “They should not be a cannibal tribe. But they think that we trespassed into their tribe’s cemetery and disturbed the ancestral spirits they inhabited here.”

"Then what do they want to do?" Captain Bill asked.

The ship’s guide said: "They want to take us back and wait for their chief to be punished!"

The black beauty Gale said in surprise: "How are they going to punish us?"

The ship's grace guide shook his head: "I don't know about this."

The white beauty Shan said, "Then what should we do now?"

The ship’s guide said: “If we don’t follow them, they will kill us now!”

"If we run away now, is there any hope of success?" asked Kerr, a young black man.

The ship’s guide shook his head: “Their ancestors have lived in this rainforest for generations, and they are very familiar with the plants and trees in this rainforest. In this rainforest, let alone us, it is the lightning bolt. When he comes, he still can't escape the hunting of the natives."

"Okay!" The black youth looked frustrated, "Good God, please bless us lost children, Amen!"

The heavy rain poured down from the dark sky and enveloped everything in the world.

In the small valley, a mountain stream formed by rainwater has formed.

The mountain currents gathered at the bottom of the valley and formed a turbulent river.

"This **** weather is really horrible!" Li He grabbed the corpse of a giant python with two claw feet, while secretly cursing the heinous rain.

This sudden heavy rain interrupted Li He's work of devouring the python.

In order to prevent the giant python corpses in the valley from being washed away by the rising river, Li He had to drag the giant python corpses that had not been swallowed to a higher place.