Entertainment World: The Wild God of Gourmet

Chen Ergou thought he was in danger, so he turned around and ran over immediately.

The camera was also aimed at the place where Jenny screamed, and the scene reflected in the eyes of tens of millions of viewers in the live broadcast room was suddenly creepy.

"Bones!"

Pieces of dead bones were discarded randomly in piles.

There are also skulls separated from the body, mixed in a mess, and connected with the surrounding rugged strange vines, and some vines even pass through the gaps in the dead bones. Some multi-legged reptiles crawled slowly past the dry bones.

Those skulls stared straight ahead with their empty eyes wide open, as if they wanted to remember the scene before death forever. Most of them died with their mouths wide open in horror, perhaps expressing the hatred and unwillingness that no one has cared about for a hundred years.

Jenny's scream just now was caused by a sudden fall and a skull found in the vines with her palm.

The audience in the live broadcast room were just annoyed why this woman screamed again, but when they saw the scene in front of them, they fell silent for an instant, and then exaggerated comments began to flow incessantly. How could there be such a huge burial ground in such a primitive place? too horrible!

"What happened?"

"The Congo Massacre?"

"I heard that there are constant wars in Congo, and millions of people have died in these years."

"What a horrible place."

"Everyone, don't make wild guesses. If you know a little bit about the history of Congo, it is not difficult to find that the Western national team's colonial rule in Congo is simply a chronicle of blood and fire... It is similar to the time when our country was once ravaged by foreign powers. The history is very similar."

This was the third time that Chen Ergou saw human tracks in so many days, but he did not expect such a scene. Without blaming anything, he helped Jenny who was still in shock. Another branch was cut off, and it was swept around with dead leaves. Everyone followed suit and found that the area of ​​this piece of dead bones is really not small, at least there are thousands of people. Perhaps more has decayed, nourishing this jungle, but it is impossible to ignore everything that has happened here.

...It is hard to imagine what horrible things have ever happened here.

Such an environment is extremely easy to breed horror and nausea. If this were a tomb-robbing novel, there would surely be piles of corpses attacking the protagonist immediately, and then the author would seize the opportunity to show off his writing skills and write several chapters of intense and blockbuster stories. But there is only a jungle in front of you. The primitive jungle of Congo has super self-recovery ability.

So they too are just dry bones.

"Quack~~"

A strange bird came from nowhere, screaming above everyone's heads, making people get goosebumps.

"The bones of the dead are like a mountain bird startled flying", it's all the same.

Everyone was also silent, maybe they had an answer in their hearts, but no one said it when they stepped on such a huge dry bone forest.

"Can we bury them?" Anthony asked a silly question.

Chen Ergou shook his head and said: "This is not what we should do, let them sleep here quietly. There is a saying in China that it is difficult for the mud Buddha to cross the river, so let's take care of ourselves first. Let's move on, maybe the future will give us the answers we need."

"I want to take some pictures?" Jenny also calmed down.

"Yes." Chen Ergou said: "Everyone be careful, follow my pace closely, the team will shrink a little bit, and don't delay too long."

A few photos and a set of shots recorded by the dog egg can be regarded as bringing the dry bones that have been dusty for an unknown number of years to the sky.

But so what, it's just a record.

As I walked forward, I found a huge mud pool, which was also the yellow scar that was very eye-catching in the green seen in the distance.

This is obviously a man-made trace. Someone once panned ore here.

Perhaps many years ago, Western colonists had mined diamonds in this area.

This is a method of panning ore, mixing the ore with water, stirring it into a slurry, and then using a tool or simply driving the black slaves to jump into the mud, and smashing the mixture with the body, the heavier diamond-containing ore Sink to the bottom. The colonizer will push it to the side and sieve slowly.

The fact couldn't be more obvious, it was done by a group of western colonists many years ago. Now Dashan has returned to calm again, leaving only this ugly scar full of trauma as a witness.

"Ah~!" Old Baker suddenly sighed, and said: "Hundreds of years ago, Westerners discovered this mysterious jungle. They drove warships with guns and cannons. It seems to have entered another world from one world." .Westerners brought to Congo revolution, conquest, trade, harbingers of the Gospel, but also massacres and slaves and hatred."

"Professor, is this the description at the end of Connelly's Heart-of-Darkness?"

Jenny went to help the old man who seemed to be tottering.

The old Baker took off his hat and said: "Yes, Connelly is just one of the adventurers. For hundreds of years, what happened here is still happening now, it is simply the most true portrayal of human development... "

With all his energies in lecturing, he eloquently talked about a century-old bloody case that had been buried in dust.

Chen Ergou didn't bother, and listened to this unknown story together with the two students and the audience in the live broadcast room.

The Congo jungle is full of diamonds, animals, ivory, gold and various minerals... and the mysterious Congo River is like a road of wealth that all greedy, conquerors and adventurers yearn for and fear. The stretching rivers provide nourishment to the huge forests and land, and at the same time provide the resources for the lives of tens of millions of blacks in the Congo region.

Hundreds of years ago, it was an unmarried mysterious girl. But the explorers came here first. They had white skin, wore gentleman's white suits, and carried hideous gun barrels on their backs.

They are not some great nature lovers, just for the fame and money. When they were the first to explore the Congo and return home with fame and fortune, they were followed by armies with ships and cannon.

Once the mysterious girl's thighs were opened, countless greedy people swarmed in, using guns and cannons to shoot at the guards' poison darts and bows, and the result was beyond doubt. So the blacks fell, chained and collared around their necks, hands and feet, forced to work and even traded as slaves.

Around the 16th century, the Port of Boma at the mouth of the Congo became one of the large-scale slave trading places on the west coast, and the Portuguese (at that time the mouth was still the territory of the Portuguese) Danes, British, and French became The first gangster who kissed a young girl Fangze.

Later, a very famous Belgian explorer named Henry Morton Stanley came to the Congo. He brought back an important expedition for his king, which directly led to the infamous Berlin Conference of the Belgian king in 1884. (The villain in the white suit in the movie "The Return of Tarzan" shown some time ago, I heard that the prototype is him, but he was not killed by the crocodile, but went home with both fame and fortune!)

At that time, the black laborers were very miserable. Their hands and feet were cut off at every turn, and their necks were covered with heavy chains and shackles. How imaginable is the treatment of Chinese laborers in history.

Even now that Congo has been established as a nation, the wounds are only turning from the outside to the inside and slowly festering.

Since World War II, there have been few wars except for the United States, which has launched several wars. But the number of people who died in Congo these years is still as high as millions.

Looking at the yellow soup pool that cannot be solidified in front of me, I can vaguely imagine that there were countless black people digging mud here, and using water to wash and wash.

Chen Ergou didn't want to make the atmosphere so heavy, and said: "There are also good explorers, such as the famous discoverer of Victoria Falls, David Livingstone. He is a Scottish doctor and missionary. He preaches here and opposes slaves." Trade will always be here."

Old Baker smiled and said, "That's right, that's the 'pioneer of the Gospel' mentioned in Connelly's novel, but I think, in fact, the people here have their own lives, and they didn't need the Gospel at the beginning."

"You're right." Chen Ergou smiled and said, "It's getting late, and we have to hurry. Anthony probably doesn't want to carry such a heavy fish around."

"Ah?" Anthony was taken aback, "It's okay, I'm fine. It's just that the flies are a bit annoying."

"Then keep going. Trust me, when you get there and set up a camp, it'll turn into a tongue-in-cheek meal."

The Chinese man in front of him really subverts the image of the Chinese in the eyes of Americans. He is always so confident, as if this barren jungle is not a dangerous wilderness but the back garden of his home, which is convincing!

Chen Ergou also began to collect some food accessories along the way, and there are a lot of fruits here. Especially banana trees and mangoes, everyone eats them for lunch, and they have already eaten several bunches. For three people who have been hungry for a long time, they are simply the most beautiful fruit in time.

Already halfway up the mountain, the surrounding environment changed again.

The big trees look weird, just like the treant race in the world of "Lord of the Rings" walking around in the jungle.

Here, those annoying vines and shrubs are less.

On the ground, there are only thick and thick tree roots protruding from the ground, occupying the main area like spider webs, and squeezing the living space of all surrounding plants.

The towering single tree, the single tree forming a forest, the treant lord, the devil's claw, all kinds of weird images are amazing.

At this moment, there was a sudden noise of babbling and babbling in the forest ahead. Some of the noise was like a baby crying, some were like a woman screaming, some were fighting and howling, and some were like loud voices. sinister smile.

Chen Ergou stopped to listen. These shouts were very similar to human beings. When he heard such voices inadvertently, he would think that there was a group of primitive people living in front of him.

"Is that a colony of baboons?" asked old Baker.

"Yes, there are quite a few voices." Chen Ergou said: "If the number exceeds 300... no, 200 or even more than 100, it will be the most troublesome thing I have encountered, even more troublesome than encountering elephants alone .”

"Baboons are very smart and react a bit like people. They will throw stones and fruit at you from tree trunks, and they are very accurate. They will also grab sticks as weapons. Even if you have a shotgun, it will be out of range of the shotgun , taunting you by shaking your crotch."

"They are a little moody. Sometimes they can be as docile as a cat squatting on a tree trunk, and then fight fiercely after a while. They are also easy to be infected by other baboons. Don't touch the baby baboons, it will cause all baboons to attack collectively. They will chase When you keep attacking, you can’t even run away. Don’t think of them as simple monkeys, once they get angry and attack in groups, they can tear leopards to pieces.”

"Even the big ones in baboons can weigh up to 70 kilograms, and they can already fight with adults hand-to-hand. Their eyesight is also very good, equivalent to eight times the telescope, and they may have found us."

For the sake of caution, Chen Ergou gave some instructions: "Everyone put away the knives, and Anthony put the fish in the backpack and zipped it up. Don't show hostility to the baboons, and don't take pictures of them."

"If the baboons were angry, it would be a very scary sight."

It was the first time he was so strict, and everyone unconsciously obeyed, "OK, we will be careful."