Inherit Billions (Seraphina and Orion)

Chapter 229 The Primitive Man

On a small island that is located a thousand nautical miles away.

Seraphina slowly opened her eyes. The first thing she saw was a chaotic mess of damp leaves scattered on the ground.

She tried to move but couldn't; something was binding her tightly.

As she turned around, she was startled to see a wild-looking man squatting next to her. He was making exaggerated facial expressions. His face, darkened with dirt and adorned with various colored markings, sent a shiver down her spine. She couldn't help but scream in fear.

The wild man actually smiled at her.

He was bare-chested, with long, tangled hair falling over his shoulders. Necklaces made of what appeared to be animal bones hung around his neck, while a makeshift skirt of leaves covered his lower body.

Seraphina trembled in terror. Was death smiling at her?

She sat up in fear, trying to move away from him as she scanned her surroundings.

All around, there were crude, tent-like structures made of branches still covered in leaves. She recognized these branches from the forest nearby.

Bending into flexible arcs, the branches thickly layered themselves with leaves. It could provide some protection from the elements, but the space inside was cramped, with no gaps for ventilation, making it damp and dark.

Seraphina's face grew paler. She was cold, thirsty, and starving, and as she fully awakened, the sensations became unbearable.

I still trap in this godforsaken place?!

fingers clenched tightly, turning white at the

if to touch her. Seraphina screamed and

she saw, not far off, a group of dozens of wild-looking men. They all

features, deep-set eyes, and pronounced

Yes, savages!

Her heart sank deeper.

of place is

of bricks. She felt a shiver run down her spine. Were these people carrying her here

group, a fire had already been set. A strong-looking man, clearly the

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using a slender stick to drill into a piece of

was transferred to a pile of dry leaves. Within moments, the fire blazed

fire by friction? Is this some kind of primitive

face was a picture of disbelief. It was as if the

in her direction. He gestured toward the fire, then

What horrible luck!

shook uncontrollably as she watched the wild man stare at

a smile that was more

be