Of course, the key to the fox must be missing from this thought, the weak little Anya in front of him.

It became a fox, and naturally lost its position as the king of the silver shark, but in the fox's heart.

Only Anya, who used to be like a sister and took care of it, is its real dear relative who can do whatever it takes.

As for the little stone that was still a little hesitant, the fox also made the final decision directly to his sister.

"Little Stone is with us! it won't do anything, and if we're not around, who knows what will go wrong. ”

The little stone was silent, it was not a vase that knew nothing.

At the very least, it is also a shining elder in the Silver Shark Tribe, with its own status and will.

However, in the face of his brother, who had made up his mind at the moment, Xiao Shi really couldn't think of a reason to stop it.

The little fox that crawled at its feet and fed hard was the king to whom it had sworn allegiance all his life.

The extremely intelligent Luo, who was simply decisive and did not hesitate at all, but could not tolerate a trace of rebuttal, was his brother.

And the fox who seems to be looking for nothing strange, but can not only observe carefully, but also be able to make decisions on the spot, is his sister.

It's not that it can't leave them, but once it does, the little stone suddenly feels it.

Behind this sudden thought, it turned out to be endless loneliness and dead silence, like an ocean drifting endlessly.

So, it agreed.

"Brother, I... Agree. ”

Luo looked at the two younger sisters in front of him, and although his mind was heavy, he was still relieved.

At least along the way, they will still take care of each other as usual, and will not leave Xiao Anya's side.

As for the Silver Shark tribe in the North Sea, and those who have left the tribe and the queen...

Luo glanced back, a little stunned, but there was nothing he could do but be on the desert island and wish them good luck.

In this way, after the little fox had finished eating, everyone rested again for a few minutes.

Then, quietly leaving the island, he embarked on the path of chasing the direction of the rising sun.

There, there is the destination that little Anya is dying, and it may also be its last tomb.

But on the road of the oceans, their lives have never been like this?

Growing on the road of chasing, but also dying on the road of chasing.

It's like the emperor shark, it's like Anya, it's like those dead North Sea warriors, and it's like the puppets of the ocean that have been controlled by people.

Xiao Anya seemed to have a premonition of the purpose of her group, and even seemed to suddenly have a little more energy.

Although he still had the strength to lie on the fox's back, he kept calling, like a seabird soaring in the sky.

"Woo... Wow..."

Just as they left the island and headed east.

In the dream, Zhou Chen, who had lived quietly for several months, finally adapted to life here.

People carried out their own labor in front of him, and also walked some wild animals that did not listen to domestication to the range where Zhou Chen was.

In addition, there are some tribesmen who are responsible for the daily cultivation of grains in the tribe, after all, it is an important source of food for them.

Of course, in addition to these daily tasks from time to time, the people of the tribe would also offer their own tribute to Zhou Chen.

They divided nearly three-quarters of the hunted beasts and put them in front of Zhou Chen, preferring to starve themselves.

They did not faithfully fulfill the agreement reached between the old man and Zhou Chen, but almost gave everything they had as if they respected a god.

But Zhou Chen looked at the prey in front of him, but he was speechless for a long time, and he didn't even say anything for a long time.

So much so that the people of the tribe thought that Zhou Chen was very dissatisfied with their offerings, and hurriedly invited out the gray-haired old man again.

This time, the white hair on the old man's head was even brighter, like snow in the sky, accumulating on top of his head.

In addition, his steps are more staggering, and his figure is more slender, even with the support of a middle-aged man, there is a dead air that cannot be concealed.

Zhou Chen knew that his time was running out, like a small grass under his feet.

God has endowed human beings with a life span that is neither long nor short, but all this must follow the principle of birth, old age, sickness and death, not like their own dreams, which can be immortal and immortal.

"God... Good... Long... No... See..."

The old man let the middle-aged man sit beside him, and then crawled down with difficulty and saluted Zhou Chen.

In front of Zhou Chen, a lot of huge prey had been piled up, but they were not deprived of their lives, and they were still struggling to live.

Yes, what the tribe gave to Zhou Chen was a living creature, a cargo that was strong and vigorous.

Just like the primitive wilderness, they did not worship Zhou Chen, but as a living god.

It's just that they don't know that Zhou Chen doesn't like to eat raw food, although in his dreams, it doesn't need tonic at all.

Therefore, looking at the old man who was staggering in front of him, but still insisted on coming to him, Zhou Chen thought that he had guessed his intention.

Presumably, he hoped that he would be able to eat the delicious prey in front of him!

"Long time no see!"

I haven't seen him for a long time, Zhou Chen lowered his head and looked at the old man in front of him quietly, but he didn't have any grandeur.

At this time, he no longer looked like a big snake, but like a human with a clear mind, with kindness in his eyes.

"God... No... Enjoy... Happy... I... We... Target... Food... Thing... Is it?"

The old man asked, as the only human in the tribe who could say a few words to Zhou Chen, of course Zhou Chen would not refuse to answer.

"Your food is delicious, but I don't need to eat it for the time being. I think you can ask your people to bring them back and turn them into food that can be stored. ”

Zhou Chen suggested, after all, these prey in front of him can obviously make the clansmen of this tribe a lot stronger.

Rather than putting them in front of you for nothing and watching them emaciate day by day, it is better to be eaten by people.

Besides, Zhou Chen didn't need to eat, but he just adopted another more euphemistic way.

The old man laughed, and soon, another idea appeared in his heart.

"Such as... Fruit... I... We... Will... God... Target... Tribute... Product... Circle... Raise... At... This... God... Need... Want... Target... Time... Wait... Straight... Pick up... Enter... Food, no... Need... Want... Target... Time... Wait... Only... Let... It... We... Change... Yes... I... We... Target... Food... Things, no... Know... Road... God... Same... Meaning... Is it?"

Zhou Chen was dumbfounded, it seems that this old man wants to turn himself into a totem to help them domesticate animals.