Temo lay on the back of the dead giant rhinoceros, his body shrinking back to his original form. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info just look lifeless.

Chief Samba walked over, and the other hunters had long since been separated by him, and he was the only one who watched the battle from beginning to end, and he was the only one who witnessed the transformation of Taimo in its entirety.

Sensing someone approaching, Temo struggled to open his eyes.

"Chieftain......" he said weakly. This time, Temo finally noticed something strange about his body, and the chief may also find out. He hung his head weakly, the pain coming in waves like waves, and he had to clench his teeth to keep from exhaling in pain.

"Well done." Chief Samba gave a strange smile and stepped forward to help Temo, "You will be our hero. ”

Ansu stood at the entrance of the cave and looked down, the raging water had subsided, and occasionally a few flashes of green could be seen on the turbid yellow surface of the river, which was the tops of the submerged trees. When the water recedes and the trees are fully exposed, the rainy season ends.

The cave where they were now was neither high nor low, just in the middle of the cliff, and the cliff at the exit was as smooth as a knife, and there was almost no place to stand. If it weren't for the passage through that gap or with the help of some tools, it would have been almost impossible to get here.

"It's quite far from the route of the Omanrans, so it's safe. At least I haven't been discovered. Simon picked up the musty pile of grass on the ground and threw it off the cliff, "We can rest here for a while." ”

Ansu nodded, and his gaze turned to the two branch caves in the cave. Simon patted his head: "I almost forgot to check the situation of those two branch holes." ”

He took two steps, stopped, and said to Ansu, "These two branches are connected to that secret base, and I came from here to find you." Then he got into one of the holes, and in a short time he came out.

"It's all blocked." Simon said with regret. After thinking about it, he quickly became happy, "Then we just need to guard the entrance." ”

"Not bad." Ansul commented.

Although the settlement of Ammanra may seem as calm as ever, there is an undercurrent underneath.

"We're going after them?" Taimo was surprised. They refer to Ansul and Simon.

"Yes, they have stolen holy relics from the Holy Land." Chief Samba looked grim.

"What holy relic?" Tai Mo was puzzled, he hadn't seen anything else in the Holy Land except for the deep pool. Where did the relics come from?

"That's not what you know now." Chief Samba gave him a deep look with a warning in his eyes.

"I'm sure they're not that kind of people." Taimo frowned.

"Hmph." Chief Samba snorted coldly, "Let's wait until we catch them." ”

When Ansu and the others came out again, there was no sign of lions around, only the crushed grass and the faint smell of blood in the air reminded them that there had been a bloody crime here.

Ansu was in charge of hunting Simon and collecting firewood, and the division of labor between the two greatly improved their efficiency, and they had already eaten fragrant barbecue on their first night in the cave. Simon ate half of the roasted antelope at once, and was so full that he hiccuped. He hadn't eaten such a good barbecue in a long time! Most of the time after the mutation, he ate bloody raw meat. His body was addicted to blood.

However, since following Ansu's side, this bloodthirsty feeling has not been so strong. It seems to be suppressed. The aura on Ansu's body made him feel strangely calm.

Ansu scrapes the minced meat, fat, fascia, etc. from the peeled sheepskin, and then nitrates. In the coming polar night, they need some fur to protect them from the cold, and they will have to climb snowy mountains.

Stretch the sheepskin on a wooden frame and let it air dry naturally in the ventilated area of the hole, and An Su poured some water out of the stone nest to wash his hands. There is no water source in the cave, and the water is loaded a few kilometers above. Simon wanted to rub mud and burn it into pottery like the Amanra, but his clumsy hands were not up to the task. I had to process a sunken stone and make a container for water. He also stole pottery from the Ammanra, but it was not as strong as a stone.

"Is there a herd of bison around here?" Ansu asked, wiping the dagger with a corner of her clothes. She wanted to sew boots out of cowhide, cow tendon for rope, and above all to make water bladders out of its bladder. It is impossible to walk in saline ground without taking water with you.

"Yes, near the pond to the north." Simon said, thought for a moment and added, "But this alien bison has a very high group awareness, and killing one is like poking a hornet's nest." At this, he shuddered, as if he remembered some unbearable memory.

An Su's thumb scraped on the blade of the knife a few times, and then raised the dagger and looked at it carefully in front of his eyes before he put it away with satisfaction.

"Then try."

In the northern part of the Sierra grassland, although not as dense as the central and southern regions, the vegetation is still green and grassy. Large herds of alien bison gather here to enjoy the succulent grass.

Compared to ordinary bison, alien bison are significantly larger, and their horns are long, thick, and curved, extending from the sides of their heads, like two giant hooks. Mosquitoes and flies circled around them, driven away by their whip-like tails.

"Ship, Captain, you're not going to let me go alone, are you?" Simon swallowed sharply and stammered. There were probably a few hundred of these bison, a black herd, like a large continuous hill. If you are not careful, you may be crushed into slag!

"Use your mutant form." Ansu said calmly.

Simon immediately exploded, his head shaking like a splashing drum.

"No, no, I can't control myself then."

"Do you have to worry all your life about when you will be controlled by it?" Ansu stared at Simon with a sharp gaze, "You want to control it and not let it control you." ”

Under the pressure of Ansu's gaze, Simon slumped his shoulders, and he muttered, "I'm afraid of ......"

"Go ahead, I'm here." Ansu punched him in the chest, "I believe in you. ”

"Captain......" Simon looked at Shang Ansu's firm eyes, slowly straightened up, and the hesitation in his eyes was swept away.

"Yes, Captain." Simon clenched his fist with his right hand and thumped his left chest. He strode out.

Ansel watched Simon walk towards the bison herd, stood up, and walked forward to carefully observe her surroundings, she needed to find a place to hide and facilitate an ambush.

Simon slowly approached the bison herd with his cat's waist, and when he was not far from them, he stopped, covered his tracks in the grass, and then looked for easy prey. (To be continued.) )