Lin Hao and the others have changed their appearance.

As Chief Spider said, the two of them were out of place in appearance.

To be a primitive person is to have the appearance of a primitive person.

At the very least, there must be a cape, and animal skin and animal clothing are standard.

If you can put a little bit of 10,000-year-old ash on your face, then congratulations, you are basically qualified.

Of course, if you can be ruthless and use some animal excrement as a disguise, it can be a stroke of genius.

However, after some deliberation, the two decided to remove this miracle for the time being.

In fact, the way it is now, it is enough to confuse these not very intelligent primitives.

After more than ten days of running, the two of them quickly crossed the vast grassland.

The sparse turf was gradually replaced by low plants, and the sound of rushing water could be heard in the distance.

Where there is water, there will be people, and where there are people, there will be fighting, this is a constant truth since ancient times.

In the distance, a small pond quietly absorbs the daylight.

But no animal came here to drink.

It seems that this pond already has its owner.

Suddenly, a few primitive people dressed strangely came here to drink water while talking and laughing.

They are peculiar because they are still very different from ordinary primitive people.

Although primitive people are a little dirty, they can generally see pink flesh color in some hidden parts.

However, when he saw these people, Lin Hao once wondered if he had seen a few statues.

Because there is no pink flesh color on their bodies, and they are all yellow and clear earthy colors.

As if covering their skin with a layer of dirt.

Looking at it again, Lin Hao's surprise was even heavier.

On their skin, there was no dirt at all, and the earthy yellow color was just their original skin color.

This...

Clay?

Lin Hao hid in the shadows, trying to find something wrong with their behavior.

Several people spoke strange language, bent down and held a palm of clear water.

Let's go...

Just walked away with the water in his hand.

But if there is a vessel for water, it will not be so.

It seems that the tribe of these people is not very advanced, and it is actually Ia

There are no ordinary vessels for water.

Like the nimbleest cats, the two of them pressed their bodies low and shuttled between the low bushes.

The few people in front of them still didn't notice their whereabouts, and they were still talking and laughing.

Looking at the expressions on their faces, it seems that life is also very comfortable.

After walking for hundreds of meters, an open field appeared in front of me.

There are no people here, only hundreds of swarthy holes appear abruptly on the ground.

This scene didn't surprise Lin Hao, because he had seen it in the Iron Beetle Tribe.

However, at that time there was only one cave entrance, which existed as a place of residence for the chieftain.

At this time, hundreds of them appeared in front of me.

Hearing the return of the tribesmen, figures of the same skin color poked out of several holes.

Seeing that there was not much clear water left in the hands of several people, the person who crawled out of the hole hurriedly took out a handful of loess from his back.

Lin Hao didn't know why.

The water that I finally got was really going to run out if I didn't drink it.

However, the next move of several people was even more unexpected than he expected.

I saw that the clear water in the hands of several people was poured towards the loess in the hands of several other people.

Lin Hao secretly screamed that it was a pity.

Before I drank it, it was all wasted.

Are these people still so Yaxing?

Looking further down, several people actually began to live in the mud.

With Lin Hao's knowledge, he was also blinded.

Could it be that the tribe has grown to the point where there are entertainment projects?

Strange things happen every year, especially today.

Because Lin Hao actually saw these people, he kneaded the mud in his hand into a chic shape, and then ate it in one bite.

"It's... Am I hallucinating? Are they eating dirt?"

Lin Xian pinched Lin Hao's thigh to see if he was hallucinating.

Seeing Lin Hao's grinning teeth in pain, he realized that this was not an illusion.

These people are indeed eating dirt.

"Next time you'll be sure if it's a hallucination, and I'd suggest you pinch your own legs. ”

"It's the same. ”

"Goo. ”

As the throats of several people squirmed, Lin Hao could be sure that these people had really swallowed the mud in their hands.

Looking at their satisfied expressions, I don't know what delicacies they eat.

Quietly, Lin Hao retreated.

He has no interest in watching other people's eating broadcasts.

But he didn't go far, but stopped at the small pond just now.

I picked up a touch of water, put it on the tip of my nose and sniffed it.

There is nothing special.

Dip your finger a little and put it on the tip of your tongue and lick it.

Icy and cold, except for a little sweetness, it is no different from any other water source.

It seems that the problem is not on the water.

Seeing Lin Hao's brows tightened, Lin Xian felt funny.

"What? Do you want to improve your life and prepare to eat soil, or do you want to lead the tribal alliance to eat soil together?"

Lin Hao scratched his head in embarrassment.

This is the curiosity of a scientist, when you encounter something you don't understand, you always have to find out in person, which can be regarded as a habit that Lin Hao can live from that world.

But this thing, even if it can be researched to solve the problem of food shortage, has nothing to do with finding ore at all.

Suddenly, Lin Hao's eyes lit up, as if he had thought of something, and blurted out.

"Don't say it, I really want to eat dirt!"

Just now, he had already thought of the crux of the matter.

Since mud can be eaten, the problem is not on the water, so if you think about it with your toes, the problem can only be on the soil.

Further down, since the soil can be eaten, there must be something strange about the soil here, and the only thing that can change the composition of the soil is the base of the mountain below.

Maybe the ore that Lin Hao was looking for was hidden under this underground.

This sudden discovery made Lin Hao couldn't help but mutter, "You won't be so lucky, right?"

"Lucky? It's so nice to find that you can eat soil... Isn't that what you mean down here..."

Lin Xian was not a stupid person, and he suddenly understood when he looked at the fanatical look in Lin Hao's eyes.

The only thing that made him so happy was probably finding the ore.

But how do you test your judgment?

There are no tools that can be used for exploration, and it is not realistic to go back to the Tribal Alliance to get them.

Suddenly, Lin Xian let out a sound of surprise.

Lin Hao was taken aback, and when he turned around, he happened to see Lin Xian open his eyes with a happy face.

"What's wrong?"

Lin Xian was very happy and patted Lin Hao's shoulder with satisfaction.

"Well, you kid does have two hits, and there's really something down here!"

"How do you know? You don't have clairvoyance!"

"Then you are really mentally retarded, I don't have a clairvoyant eye, my powerful spiritual power is my clairvoyant eye, not to mention the thickness of this rock formation, even if it is several times thicker, there is no problem. ”

Not modest at all.

As long as he can catch the opportunity to show off, Lin Xian will naturally not be polite.

Lin Hao was also very happy.

First, new ores have been discovered, and even if they can't be used as mechas, they may be able to be used in other ways.

Second, with Lin Xian's humanoid detector, the next journey to find ore will be much easier.

Lin Hao was full of anticipation, and his voice trembled a little.

"Many.. Much more. Is it the size of a fist?"

This has been said in many places.

Because in normal times, there are not many ore veins rich in ore, and after refining, there will be a mineral source the size of a watermelon at most.

So Lin Hao asked if he could have the size of a fist, which was already the limit he could imagine.

You must know that in order to gather the materials used in the mecha, Lin Hao has almost exhausted all the savings of the pseudo-human race.

But that's not enough.

or stealing, cheating or robbing, for that little bit of ore, Lin Hao did everything.

After twenty years, Lin Hao was able to barely make up a mecha that could satisfy him.

However, Lin Xian didn't know the difficulty, and when she heard Lin Hao ask, she looked at Lin Hao as if she was a fool.

"The size of a fist? What is the size of a fist?"

"Ore, of course!"

"Since it is an ore, can the size of a fist still be considered a mine? Starting from the feet of you and me, this length stretches for hundreds of meters, and the depth of dozens of meters is some kind of strange ore. ”

Nani!

Shocked, Lin Hao actually spoke the special language of a certain primitive tribe.

"It's... You mean, we're all under our feet!!!Strange ore!!"

Lin Hao's eyes widened, word by word, he still couldn't believe it!

Perhaps, finding ore is as simple as that?