God of Thunder – Book 1 Chapter 1: God of Thunder
December 31, 2015 | kobatochandaisuki | 6 Comments
A cliff reaching thousands of meters, decorated with small trees swaying in the strong winds, a man-made cliff flat and open, a small silhouette is seen to be basking in the afterglow of the sunlight, lazily hanging his feet on the edge of the cliff, unconsciously swaying it, seeming very lonely.
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This is a man of sixteen or seventeen, with faint yet wide eyebrows, a pair of slender eyes, which seems as though he squints his eyes through habit, giving people the feeling of a young man in need of sleep. A slim, outlined/defined face, as though it has been sliced through with an axe, giving off a firm feeling. As he has not become an adult,he seems like a child, however upon further inspection, one can feel the small presence of a man who has experienced many hardships.
“This world is really sadistic! Even the time is different, I don’t even know how much time has passed….3 years? Or 4? This place only has 2 seasons, summer…..winter….haizz…..I can’t return anymore…..”
The young man sighed again, and slammed his fist on the floor. Staring at the fist mark on a blue rock, he smiled. To him, this world has nothing that makes him feel happy, other than strength, this weird place was devoid of any entertainment. Everyday, other than worrying about food, he has nothing else to do. For him, this is the only meaning of life in this world.
A pitched whistle sounded. The young man quickly stood up, jumping along the top of the cliff at an extraordinary speed, quickly reaching a stone fort within seconds. The 7-8 meters large/tall fort was seen standing on the cliff, with two big pillars supporting it.
This particular fort is still very small, however, it was sharp and long, protruding though the cliff and was supported by a wooden structure at the very top. On the floor was a hole with a length of about 3 meters and a width of 2 meters, one could properly see a tunnel heading downwards, a metal ladder on the side of it, installed with giant wheels.
A man with an impressive beard, saw the young man coming in and said,“Feng, the hunters are back. Your eyes are good, can you please go out and check if there’s any problem?”
The young man nodded. With a hand holding onto the wheel, he headed downwards. In front of him was a sea of darkness, suddenly, beams of fading silvery light shone from his eyes, he smiled, “Uncle Ke and his men have returned…hurry up and lower down the basket!”
The big bearded man reached his hand out and grabbed a hoop, pulling it, a huge tied basket appeared. Two men started to turn the wheel, lowering the basket.
The basket, about 3 meters long, with the width of 2 meters and a depth of 1.5 meters, specially made for transporting people or objects, is one of the 2 entrances to the Tiger cliff castle. Tiger cliff castle only has 2 roads connecting to the outside world, one is right here, and the other is a tunnel behind the castle which is extremely hard to reach, which is why the people of the castle uses the roped basket to travel.
Within the rope basket, sat two men and a pile of prey. The young man blinked once, and said, ”Why are there only small animals, Uncle Ke, aren’t there any big guys?”
The basket only had wild rabbits, chickens, ducks and a few Zhen sheeps.
Zhen sheep was one of the main specialties here, it was a very small type of sheep, which loved various types of Soul Grass. The taste of the meat was considered as one of the best delicacies here, the only problem was it being too small, with barely any meat. One Zhen sheep was equivalent to at most 10 kg of meat, which was slightly better than the wild chickens, ducks and rabbits, when comparing the amount.
Uncle Ke laughed, “Feng, we did kill a Baoya boar, which is about a few hundred kilos. The haul this time is already not bad. Feng, later head over to my house to grab a pig leg, hehe.”
Xin Feng grinned from ear to ear, “Sure, I’ll send you home.”
Everyone in Tiger cliff castle is a hunter, those who grow yam and make cereals normally live in the valley. The young man, Feng, belongs to one of the roughly 200 households, which consists of his grandpa and younger sister. However, men don’t normally farm, they are obligated to hunt, as the population of people living in Tiger cliff castle is very small.
These few years weren’t easy. When he just woke up, little sis was only 3 years old while grandpa was already too old to hunt, leaving the young Xin Feng as the sole breadwinner. At first, Xin Feng relied on harvesting wild fruits, and some hunters who pitied the family of three, occasionally shared some meat. That was how they painfully lived to this day. The people here were very friendly and helpful, within the neighborhoods, they helped each other. Without these people, Xin Feng would not have lived to this day.
However, after this year’s summer, Feng will have to prepare food for the winte