Chapter 81: Stealing Half a Day's Leisure
After the sky outside the cave was faintly bright, the members of the Gray Rabbit tribe gradually began to get up.
Although it is said that it has entered winter, this early winter season is far from the time when they can only hide in the cave and cat.
With a sharp spear, with the tactic of tripping the horse.
They can still get some prey in the wild, which is better than everyone nesting in a cave and eating the mountains.
After breakfast, the intact members of the hunting party walked out of the cave with light snow on their legs wrapped in rabbit skin.
Go and complete the first round of Brother Yong's advice: "Catch a little more wild goats and come back, it's better to stay alive!"
And Brother Yong, who has always been the first to get up in the morning and let the sound echo in the cave, is still lying in bed.
Even, when the big stone blocking the entrance of the cave was moved.
Facing the cold wind blowing into the cave, the thing subconsciously burrowed into the haystack a little, and tightened the sheepskin covering its body, and shrunk its neck under the warm sheepskin.
It's not that in such a short period of time, this thing has begun to corrupt and degenerate again.
But after the sixth day of the battle, his severe cold was still not cured.
The so-called illness comes like a mountain and goes away like a thread, which refers to Song Yong's current situation; he rarely has a fever or cold, but when he really gets sick, every time he is more serious and needs to be tossed for a while.
After a few days of taking medicine and recuperating, his physical condition was naturally much stronger than when he first woke up.
As for the long scratch on his hand, during the time he fainted, it had been cleaned and sprinkled with anti-inflammatory and hemostatic Tian Qi powder.
Now the wound had long since closed, and a long bloody scab had formed.
However, if you want to be an activity without burden, or even continue to return to the modern plane to sell lamb skewers, you must not even think about it.
On top of that, there is a very strange worry in the heart of this thing:
What if in the modern plane, the beautiful girl Wang happily kissed him and swollen? What if it was still mouth-to-mouth swollen?
Doesn't that mean that it will pass on the bad cold to that innocent girl?
Even if he knew that the chance of this kind of thing happening was not high, he was afraid of anything in case! Therefore, he would not go back until the cold was completely cured.
In desperation, Song Yong could only rest in bed with peace of mind.
Anyway, with the ratio of the time flow rate of one to seven between the two planes, it is nothing more than those foodies who have to go to the door of Amesto's store every night and look at it before they are willing to give up, and wait one more day......
After stealing half a day of leisure and having enough excuses to be lazy, Song Yong found that such days were quite comfortable.
Every morning, after waking up punctually by the biological clock, he would then sleep in bed for about an hour.
By the time he woke up again, Gardenia had prepared a relatively light broth for him, but in terms of nutrition and taste, it was not bad at all.
After breakfast, he began to lie down in bed again and continued to sleep.
Only when you are too bored, or can't sleep at all, will you pick up your phone and look at those pre-downloaded crossings.
It can also be regarded as absorbing and learning a little bit of the advanced experience of other traversers, and seeing how people mix so well.
The only pity is that such a leisurely good time every day can last for an hour at most.
This time, when he came to the primordial plane, he didn't forget it, and brought a fully charged power bank with him.
But the power of the power bank is enough for him to recharge the phone twice.
Song Yong, who didn't know that he would have to lie down for a few days before he could be completely healed, could only save the power of his mobile phone.
As usual, Song Yongmei was half-lying on the soft haystack, with Erlang's legs crossed on his legs, and a cigarette with soft white sand in his mouth.
I chose a book that entered the boutique at a certain point.,I began to look at it at a glance and ten lines.。
Soon, however, he discovered an important problem.
As stated in the book, all the planes, even the continents, have different bacteria and their respective immunity before the two sides communicate.
Often, on this continent, some bacteria that are not worth mentioning to the local natives are as great a disaster as a catastrophe to the creatures on another continent.
Song Yong even knew that there had been many such cases in the modern plane.
For example, the indigenous Indians of the American continent were killed by germs in blankets and handkerchiefs deliberately abandoned by foreign explorers.
Otherwise, with the little manpower of the explorers.
Even if they already have the most rudimentary gunpowder weapons, they want to occupy such a huge continent from the hands of the local natives.
Where is it so smooth, or maybe it will take a long, long time to get it.
Based on the same principle, he came from the modern plane, and there were definitely a variety of germs on his body, why did he not have any impact on primitive people.
And even after so many days of a bad cold, they were not infected?
At this moment, Song Yong thought of the little lamb that he had brought back to the modern plane by himself, and was finally dying.
It seems that it was not because of his own negligence that the poor little lamb almost starved to death, but that when he carried it through the space-time portal, he had some unknown change of his own.
Let its activity be greatly reduced, and it will become like that.
So in this way, isn't it his plan to bring modern seeds over and let the gray rabbit tribe live a stable farming civilization, and there is no hope from the beginning.
The above confusion did not make Song Yong embarrassed for too long.
Mainly with the current population of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, just relying on the abundant wild vegetables and prey in the wild, they can live quite a nourishing life.
And even if the population of the Gray Rabbit Tribe begins to grow explosively in the future, then the breeding industry can also be developed!
Just such a small tribe as the Gray Rabbit Tribe, which is recognized by the tribes as their traditional territory, also has an area of hundreds of square kilometers.
It is enough for the population of the Gray Rabbit tribe to develop and toss for many years.
Thinking of this, Song Yong continued to look at it with his mobile phone, sighing at the open life of other traversers, compared to the fact that he still needs to sell mutton skewers, it is indeed a shabby horse......
Just when Song Yong and the Gray Rabbit tribe were living a beautiful life.
At the same time, the group of the Broken Tooth Tribe finally walked out of the reckless mountain forest and returned to their familiar habitat.
Unfortunately, by this time, the thirty or so people who had successfully escaped into the depths of the mountains and forests had already been more than half of the number of them.
There are barely a dozen people left, and each of them is also a miserable appearance of not being human, not a ghost.
It's just that even at this time, their only totem warrior jackal has not been abandoned, but in terms of the rate of breathing, it seems to have improved a lot.
Even the numerous wounds on his body no longer oozed blood.
Before returning to his habitat, the leader, who seemed to be more than ten years old, looked back at the direction where the Gray Rabbit Tribe was located with hatred.
It's a pity that even he knows that such hatred is meaningless.
At the same time, through the word of mouth of the four tribes such as Cang Yan, the results of this battle also spread among the surrounding tribes at a strange speed.
In this battle, the strange weapons and armor of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, and even the brilliant results achieved by the war dance and battle array, did not cause the biggest discussion.
The thing that made them the most hotly discussed was Brother Yong, the leader of the Gray Rabbit Tribe, who was actually a man with a mysterious origin.
This kind of point is what arouses everyone's greatest amazement and attention.
Even among the sluggish primitive natives, what drastic changes will occur when a tribe has a great witchcraft.
The rise of the small gray rabbit tribe, a small tribe that many people don't have much impression in their hearts, seems to have become inevitable.
And this news that spread rapidly spread farther and farther, and finally reached the ears of the noble red cypress of the red cypress tribe.
That person, who was considered the most honorable figure in the entire southwest area of Rainozawa, immediately became quite interested in it.