Chapter 219: Returning and Preparing for the Commencement
In the end, Song Yong still didn't wait for the appearance of the army of the Tough Bone Tribe in the next two days.
Even Erha took a few of his subordinates, and as soon as he entered the mountains and forests, it was like a fish swimming back to the vast and free sea.
After disappearing completely, he never came back.
Therefore, on the night two days later, after he had a hasty dinner, Song Yong decided to go back to the modern plane early the next morning.
The reason why I went back early in the morning instead of setting off overnight now.
Among them, they are afraid that when they are on their way at night, they will encounter the threat of some fierce beasts along the way, but only a small part of them are few.
It's not the current Song Yong who brags, as long as he goes on the road with a bow and arrow.
Along the way, if he really encountered one or two medium-sized beasts, it would not pose any threat to him at all.
The reason why he chose to leave in the morning was very simple:
Silly! In the primitive plane, where time flows faster, I slept beautifully, and more than an hour passed in the modern plane.
Just thinking about it, I think I'm taking advantage of it!
It's just that before leaving, Song Yong has a lot of things, and he must explain them clearly to the high-level people of the tribes such as gangsters and thistles.
First, he took out his charcoal drawing plan and began to patiently introduce it to these guys.
Although the others went back, the Gray Rabbit Tribe's plan to build wooden houses could not be stopped at all, and he hoped that the next time he came, all the wooden houses would be completed.
When the time comes, he will be able to occupy a small cabin by himself.
You don't have to smell the smells that are getting stronger and stronger in the gradually hot weather, and you don't have to worry about all kinds of strange sounds lingering in your ears.
It's exciting to have a quiet and private space!
The problem is, looking at his somewhat abstract drawings, after Song Yong's saliva splashed and carefully recounted it, he asked like this:
"That's what I'm planning, do you understand? ”
However, in the face of his inquiry, it was a pair of unusually blank eyes, which perfectly reflected the state of their master, who was in a state of confusion.
For this reason, Song Yong could only sigh and tell again.
Two hours later, Song Yong asked again: "Okay! Now do you understand?" ”
"Brother Yong, these things above you are really too difficult. In the face of his inquiry, even the leader of the craftsman, Six Fingers, explained with a careful face.
Then, Song Yong directly tore up the drawing that was a little abstract, but he thought he was still drawing well.
In the end, he took these guys around the field with pine oil torches, and after half an hour, even the stupidest scoundrels understood Song Yong's thoughts.
At this point, Song Yong is completely desperate for his drawing skills......
After explaining his plan clearly, Song Yong told his high-level officials again, what if he left during the time he left, what if the people from the Gillacious Tribe came up?
In a word, it is honest behind the wall, leaning on the height of the city wall, and long-range weapons such as bows and arrows, just guard to prevent people from rushing in.
No matter what, no one is allowed to rush out, and everything else is to wait until they come back.
By the time he finished explaining all this, it was already midnight, but it didn't mean that Song Yong would be able to sleep for a few hours.
The supplies for going back tomorrow morning, although they have already been explained by Song Yong, they will be ready in the afternoon.
But he has long been used to it, and he must count it by himself.
Because Song Yong didn't sleep well the night before, and now he can only yawn while smoking a cigarette to forcibly refresh himself.
, by the way, began to count the materials brought back this time.
He didn't intend to bring back the live animals this time, so the huge rattan baskets were filled with all kinds of marinated cuts and steaks.
Carrying a rattan basket in his hand, Song Yong felt that this rattan basket full of meat was at least as heavy as two bales of cement.
Secondly, the rest of the things, except for a small amount of medicinal herbs, are all kinds of wild vegetables.
Since the last time he went back, he conveniently introduced these wild vegetables, and these fresh, rare and various vegetarian skewers were immediately sought after by a group of young ladies.
I don't know what's going on.,Since the day after he went back last time.,There have been a lot of exquisitely dressed young ladies.,Groups of people come to his small shop to masturbate.。
As a result, a lot of single dogs became more and more excited, joining the queue waiting for a table outside the small store.
It also makes the business of the small shop more prosperous.
So when he went back this time, he brought more than 200 catties of various wild vegetables, mushrooms, and bamboo shoots.
When he counted all this, Song Yongcai had just fallen headlong on his bed, and the sky outside the cave began to glow.
So, early in the morning, Song Yong started to set off with red eyes.
Because there were too many things, this time when he went back, he had to ride a shared bicycle again, and he carried all the ingredients.
Originally, Song Yong was worried that the small shared bicycle would not be able to bear such an astonishing weight.
As a result, it turns out that the quality of domestic shared bicycles is still very good.
At least he was carrying such a heavy load, and he rode all the way to the middle of the valley, and the rear tire of the bicycle was crushed alive.
It seems that the next time I come over, I will need to bring a spare tire and tire repair tools.
After returning to the modern plane, Song Yong glanced at the mobile phone on his body and found that it was already more than four o'clock in the morning.
If I remember correctly, today is the day when the engineering team under Boss Li entered the mountain behind the park.
Therefore, Song Yong had no time to rest, and in the first moment, he took out the lead box from under the bed and put it up in the space-time passage that had become a little bit of size.
Then, he picked up the lead box in his backpack and went straight to the door of the residential area where he was renting.
"Sir, what's the matter?" asked the security guard at the door politely, but the vigilance in his eyes did not relax at all.
Not to mention, although the property fee of this high-end community is expensive, but the security is really good.
Even at five o'clock in the morning, when Song Yong tried to enter the community, there was such a security guard who did not doze off to ask him about his intention.
Fortunately, when renting a house two days ago, Song Yong got a pass.
After making an excuse at random, Song Yong entered the community with his pass, and came to the eighteenth floor, in the empty room.
Without even thinking about it, this thing directly put the small space-time passage into the position in the toilet.
Of course, he didn't forget, after blocking the window glass with a piece of paper, he closed the curtains again, because he hadn't forgotten that the space-time passage would glow green......
In the following time, Song Yong went back and forth to the simple room twice.
Before dawn, all the ingredients there were transferred to the freezer of the small shop.
After doing all this, Song Yong didn't even have the heart to eat some breakfast, so he wanted to lie directly on the bar and sleep for a long time before speaking.
But at this moment, the phone in his belly pocket remembered.
Just after connecting, a familiar voice came from the other end of the phone:
"Mule, now our construction team with an excavator has arrived at the gate of the park, you hurry up and pick us up for a while; I heard that it is for you to do something, but we didn't even eat breakfast and came over, you have to watch it." ”
"Eat whatever you want in the morning, and treat you to a big meal at noon and evening. Song Yong said so.
After hanging up the phone, Song Yong smiled bitterly, he knew that he couldn't sleep today.
Then, he put his head directly under the kitchen faucet, flushed himself with a cold head, and forced himself to use such a simple and crude method to cheer himself up.
Later, he picked up the towel that he had used to wipe his sweat while grilling the skewers, and wiped it on his head and face a little.
He trotted all the way to the park, and went to bed until the evening! He was such a young man, he could definitely carry it.