At around two o'clock in the morning, Song Yong once again pushed the three shared bicycles bundled together and started a new journey.

Then, having long been accustomed to this kind of crossing, he disappeared into a toilet in a modern plane.

When he reappeared, he had already arrived at the primordial plane with various boxes and bags, large and small, as well as three shared bicycles bundled together.

"Well~ good luck this time. ”

Looking at the bright sunshine faintly passing in from outside the cave, Song Yong said so in his mouth.

It was still daylight outside, which meant that he didn't have to spend the night in the cave, and it meant saving him a few hours, if not a dozen hours, of valuable time.

After loosening the tied wire, Song Yong rode one of the shared bicycles.

And didn't forget that after installing fifty sapper shovels without handles on the modified back seat of the bicycle, Song Yong set off in a hurry.

In a hurry, he pedaled the pedals of his bicycle and flew up.

The main thing is that he wants to rush to the Gray Rabbit Tribe in the shortest possible time to see what the situation is now: how is the wall being built, and has the Tough Bone Tribe done it?

Even after more than twenty days, is the poor Grey Rabbit Tribe still alive?

Even Song Yong deduced in his heart that with the mobilization ability of the primitive era, the Tough Bone Tribe would not be able to hit the door so quickly.

But what is the case......

"I'll go! These animals of the primitive plane are born to be good materials for coolies. ”

Soon after, when the small hill where the Gray Rabbit Tribe lived appeared in front of Song Yong's eyes with an astonishing change, his mouth couldn't suppress such an exclamation.

There was no sign of a battle, which showed that the people of the Glossy Tribe had never been there.

What surprised him even more was that in the more than 20 days since he left, the simple city wall he had planned had been completely completed.

At this time, a large number of people were busy working on the city wall, building a simple watchtower out of various woods.

From this point of view, it is estimated that the specific time for the completion of this wall is only one or two days, but even if it is, it has to be said that it is a great miracle.

At the same time, Song Yong was shocked by the construction progress of the city wall, and he couldn't help but complain.

The large group of people on the city wall also discovered their backbone, Brother Yong, and finally came from the Huaxia tribe again.

Yes, that's right, although because the distance between the two is so far away, they can't see the specific appearance of the person with the naked eye.

But they can still be sure that Brother Yong is back.

Because whether it is a shared bicycle, this kind of magical mount that can only appear in the Chinese tribe, or those clothes with strange styles and textures.

These things are in this area of Lei Yeze, and they are exclusive artifacts that can only be taken out by Brother Yong alone, and after seeing these, he can naturally determine the identity of the person who came.

So, Song Yong was able to see such a scene.

In the middle of the city wall, a wooden drawbridge, about three meters wide and four meters long, was loosened from the thick vines that were tied to it, and in a 'Duang' stroke, it slammed into the moat, which was not very wide.

After a short while, the gate on the city wall, which was made of particularly strong logs, was opened.

Then a large crowd of at least two hundred men came out of the city gate and stepped on the drawbridge and greeted him in his direction.

"Qingyan leaders, thank you and your tribe for your help during this time, I won't say anything more if you thank you, let's drink this bowl of wine together. ”

Song Yong, who was holding a bowl of water and alcohol in front of the fire, said so in his mouth.

Then, compared to beer in terms of alcohol, these are also a lot lighter than beer, and they were filled with a big sip by a group of old men present.

Later, these guys, who have zero alcohol resistance, are a little more drunk......

At this time, it was already evening, and in the largest open space within the city walls, a lively drinking feast was going on.

A few hours ago, when Song Yong saw Qing Yan and the leaders of several other tribes in the crowd welcoming him, he had a reliable guess in his heart that the city wall could be completed ahead of schedule.

It is nothing more than four small tribes around it, such as Cangyan, Songta, Chong'er, and Green Worm.

At this critical moment, they extended a helping hand to the Grey Rabbit tribe from their friendship.

In fact, this is indeed the case, after Cang Yan and the other four tribes returned from the Shangsi Festival, they soon learned about the new actions that the Gray Rabbit tribe was doing.

And at the festival, when the Gray Rabbit tribe clashed with the Glossy Bone tribe, they chose to stand up.

In fact, he already thinks about the future fate of his tribe and is tied to the gray rabbit tribe.

If the Grey Rabbit Tribe survives this crisis, it will lead to another round of explosive growth, and maybe in a dozen years, when the new generation of cubs grows up, the Grey Rabbit Tribe will become a medium-sized tribe.

And with their understanding of the noble gray rabbit, that is, Brother Yong.

For their current help, it will definitely be ten times or even more in return, so that they can be regarded as successfully hugging a thick leg.

In the future, when the Gray Rabbit tribe eats meat, they can also drink some broth.

If the Grey Rabbit Tribe were to be wiped out, they would face continued suppression from the Tough Bone Tribe, an old medium-sized tribe.

If you still want to live a good life, pull it down! There is nothing hot for you.

Therefore, as soon as they learned the news, they took some of the middle-aged men and women in the tribe to the Gray Rabbit Tribe to help.

Although they did not quite understand how much of a role such a wall could play in the future wars.

However, since it is the honorable gray rabbit lord, it is not very normal for them to not understand the things that have been explained so solemnly, just do what they are told.

It is precisely in this way that there are nearly two hundred more laborers at once.

In just twenty days, they had done such an astonishing amount of work with the primitive and ridiculous tools they had at hand.

After learning about these situations, Song Yong was naturally extremely happy in his heart.

Count it up! It's been almost a year since he first traveled to the Primordial Age Plane.

Now it's finally behind the ass, with four little brothers waving flags and shouting.

In this way, whether it is to reward the loyalty of the younger brothers.

Or to make a good name like a thousand dollars to buy horse bones, so as to accept more younger brothers to take refuge, Song Yong must give Cang Yan and other tribes enough benefits.

As a result, refined salt, rock sugar and other materials were given away one by one, which was regarded as the reward for the help of the four small tribes during this time.

In addition, such a sumptuous meal in the evening is an indispensable routine.

In order to entertain them well, the leaders and high-ranking members of the four junior brothers, Song Yong also took out a third of the barrel of edible alcohol that he brought over this time.

The edible alcohol that Song Yong brought over this time was all the high-grade alcohol distilled from grain.

In addition to having an amazing degree of 95 degrees, the taste after mixing with water is much stronger than the last medical alcohol.

After one-third of the alcohol is mixed with water, it makes about 100 catties of alcohol.

Of course, because of the fact that there is a little more water, these weak drinks seem to be much lighter than beer, and for this kind of thing, Song Yong can even achieve the legendary thousand cups without getting drunk.

But for the primitive people, the drinks were really strong and delicious.

All of a sudden, the natives, whose eyes were red with their eyes, were quite happy in the smoky wine they experienced for the first time......

After the banquet was over, Song Yong's face was already flushed.

At this time, Ji, the logistics director, found Song Yong and said something like this: "Brother Yong, I have good news and bad news here." ”

"Say~" Song Yong, who was holding a cigarette, popped out of his mouth with such a word.

"The bad news is that the tribe's inventory of refined salt can last for up to five days. ”

"The good news is that the hunting party found the salty spring you mentioned a few days ago. ”