After encountering the last death whirling ice, the lion tribe officially entered the stage of hunting and no longer went out at will. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

After Shang Ke recuperated for a few days, he finally recovered his strength, but Mutu was still not at ease, wrapped him tightly with thick fur every day, and warmed his hands and feet at night, and warmed his bed by the way.

Because the "dog flute" has made a great contribution, Mutu made rattles, wind chimes, hanging bells, etc., all kinds of utensils that can make sounds. Not only did he wear it on Shang Ke's body, but he also hung a lot of it in the house, as long as the wind blew, he could immediately hear a series of ding-dong sounds, which was also interesting.

Shang Ke watched with interest at first, but soon he realized that something was wrong. One night, he forgot to remove the bell from his neck, and when the two made out, the bell made a crisp sound. This sound seemed to make Mutu extremely excited, and the impact became more powerful, and every time he pushed to the depths, he never tired of making noises.

This kind of ringtone is very pleasant to the ear, and it is not uncomfortable to listen to it. However, with the keen hearing of the orcs, even if the bell is not loud, it can be heard clearly. From the rhythm of the bells colliding and the vibration of the sound, you can hear the intensity of the two.

By the next day, almost all the orcs had learned of their number, frequency, and duration.

Many orcs praised from the bottom of their hearts: "It is worthy of being the patriarch, it is really powerful!" ”

For Shang Ke, it is endless envy.

Shang Ke could only choose to ignore it, and kept telling himself in his heart: This is a primitive society, a world with no lower limit where even open-air field battles can be generously watched, and listening to such a "conservative" little thing as a corner is nothing at all.

Despite being so relieved, Shang Ke still insisted on cleaning up all the items that made noises on his body and on the bed before allowing Mutu to touch him, otherwise who knows if this guy would be "sexual" for a while and get him an earth-shattering bronze bell?

Mutu muttered quietly, "Those werewolves in the clan have to howl a few times every time they do it, and no one says anything." ”

Shang Ke glared, and Mutu immediately shut up.

It's just that when Shang Ke is asleep, he will secretly put a bell on him, and then do it a few times while he is dazed. As a result, the bell rang smaller, the frequency lowered, and the time became shorter, and the other orcs began to wonder if their lion king was no longer good.

Since then, the night of the tribe can often hear the crunchy sound of ding ding dong, like singing and crying, one after another......

The lion clan does not have a tradition of celebrating the New Year, and only celebrates the rite of passage or when the new lion king succeeds to the throne. Entertainment life is almost blank, and the whole cold season inevitably seems a little cold.

However, Shang Ke didn't find it boring at all. During the day, he takes care of the vegetable garden, researches original recipes, and teaches others some life hacks, one of which is to teach them about oil.

In this era, no one extracted oil, and some of the oil stock spilled out of the surface and was regarded as a poison by most people, and the pheasant dog people must have learned about the role of oil by chance. The Leon Clan, who have suffered from oil and are afraid of this fuel, do not ask them to make the most of it, but only hope that they will understand it so that they will not repeat it.

Of the various skills that can still be mastered, the one that inspires the lions the most is cooking. Of course, it's not about doing it that interests them, it's about eating. All the people in the tribe have tasted the art of Acceptable, and have been conquered by it without exception.

Shang Ke asked them for help, and as long as there was a meal, a large group of people would inevitably respond, which was more effective than Mutu's order. Half of the cold season passed, and Shang Ke seemed to surpass Mutu and became the most popular figure in the tribe.

After that, he asked Mutu to help make a few chessboards, grind out dozens or hundreds of chess pieces, and play chess with Mutu when he had nothing to do. Of course, instead of brain-wracking chess such as Go and shogi, they play casual chess such as checkers, backgammon, flying chess, and Monopoly.

Shang Ke did this for another purpose, and that was to teach Mutu to learn arithmetic through games. Ever since he discovered that many orcs needed to use their own hair even for simple counting, Shang Ke felt a little unable to look directly.

Compared to most orcs, Mutu's mind is remarkable. Without any foundation, he quickly mastered the simple methods of addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and memorized the mantra smoothly.

In addition, Shang Ke also compiled a roster of all members of the lion clan, and recorded in detail the date of origin, gender and race, personality and strengths, kinship and so on. Because the text is not perfect, it is still more graphic, for example, some orcs are good at archery, so he draws a bow and arrow behind his specialty; Some are good at building, and they are represented by flames and hammers.

Prior to this, the management of orcs was very rough, as long as the male must go out hunting, the number of prey and the strength of the battle to measure a person's ability. However, some male orcs are naturally weak and are better at weaving or other delicate manual work. When food is abundant, the orcs can choose a job that is more suitable for them and make the best use of it.

Of course, Shang Ke did not intend to intervene in these matters directly, but left it to Mutu to decide for himself, and he only provided some basic management methods. However, it is undeniable that this stone inscription roster is of great significance to the development of primitive tribes, and has been used by later orcs as the basis for population resource management, and has been continuously improved.

At this time, it was just a tool that could still be used to help Mutu better manage the tribe, and it was also done together by pulling Mutu to lie on the bed. It was supposed to be completed in three days, but it took the two of them ten days.

The process is naturally simple and high-tide......

Mutu was like a sponge, greedily absorbing everything Shang Ke had taught him.

Coming out of the elder's house, Mutu walked towards Shang Ke's dwelling. It is now his and the fox's home. It's simple, but it's very welcoming.

"Yanu, Yanu, what is this?" A childish voice came from there.

Mutu looked up and saw a familiar figure sitting on a stone chair, drawing something on the sand table with a twig. Around him, surrounded by a group of small orcs.

The fox had a faint smile on his face, his white hair hanging down at the side of his face, his eyebrows and eyes were full of tenderness, and his big soft tail protected a little orc who had just learned to walk in case he accidentally fell.

The little orc hugged his tail and leaned against him, squinting his eyes and looking very comfortable, but the saliva left at the corners of his mouth was a little unsightly.

Seeing that saliva was about to rub against the big tail, Mutu's face darkened, and he strode over, picked the little orc from the tail, and threw him into his brother's arms.

The little orc was forced to leave the big tail of Nuan, and he was so aggrieved that he couldn't do it, his mouth was deflated, and he wanted to cry. Shang Ke hurriedly took out something from his arms and handed it to him, smoothly diverting his attention.

When Mutu looked at it, it was a small rattle. He knew that the fox made a lot of novel little toys for the children of the clan, and often taught them to play games, and cooked food for them, without asking for anything in return, just for a simple smile.

I still remember that in the past, because I couldn't speak, the fox rarely communicated with other people, and was always lonely and unknown. Until he gradually revealed his true temperament and won the favor of the whole clan with his actions. His world seems to be different, silent but colorful.

Mutu couldn't help but lean over and kiss him, reminiscing, and kissing again.

Acceptable: ......?

Little Orc (⊙o⊙): ......!

Mutu ignored the gaze of these little children, and took the place next to Shang Ke with a big grin, and his two big hands naturally burrowed into the fox's clothes to warm up.

The breath of this person made him feel nostalgic. This person's gentleness makes this cold season extremely full and fiery.

In the first half month of the end of the cold season, the food of the lion people began to be stretched, from two meals a day to one meal a day. However, everyone is still very confident that they will be able to survive this cold season. Because in the past, the lion clan had already starved to death, but now they only need to endure a few days of starvation to survive the crisis.

However, hungry orcs tend to be irritable, and there are occasional fights in the tribe, and whoever wins gets the other's food. Some orcs who are not strong in combat will be "won" by others every day for food, and have to rely on snow and branches to survive.

Continue, Shang Ke doesn't know how long these people can hold out. His mission is to make sure that no one of the leonins dies of hunger, and with the cold season coming to an end, he must not afford to stumble.

He took all the pickles he had made out of the cellar, then summoned the bullied orcs and asked them to help clear the land, and then distributed the food to them as a reward in the evening.

He knew very well that if he gave it away for nothing, it would inevitably cause dissatisfaction among others. Even if everyone had a portion, there was no guarantee that their food would not be robbed. But as long as he is in his place, others do not dare to be presumptuous.

This would allow these orcs to eat half full, without attracting too much criticism. The cellar of Acceptable has been visited by many people, and everyone knows how much stock there is. Someone quietly calculated that in a few days, he basically contributed all his food. At this critical time, his actions undoubtedly touched everyone greatly, and the disputes in the tribe gradually subsided.

"Fox, here you go." Mutu handed his large piece of jerky to Shang Ke.

Shang Ke looked at him puzzled.

Mutu said distressedly: "You have lost a lot of weight recently, don't bear it anymore, eat, my food is for you to eat." ”

Shang Ke looked at the piece of jerky silently: Give me all your food, but what about yourself?

Mu Xiangxiang knew what he was thinking, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of hunger!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a rumbling sound in his stomach.

Mutu: "...... I let out a fart. ”

Acceptable: "......"

Holding back a smile, Shang Ke took the jerky in his hand and cut it with a knife, half of each person. In fact, he was not very hungry, and the fruits and vegetables in the garden were enough for him to satisfy his hunger, but he was willing to share the weal and woe with the lion and share the food.

Mu Tu hesitated for a while, but finally took it, and then said to Shang Ke seriously: "Fox, in the next cold season, I swear that I will not let you go hungry again." ”

Shang Ke looked at him with crooked eyes: Well, I believe you.

[Complete Bonus Quest 2 - Make sure no one of the Leons is hungry this cold season.] 】

On the last day of the end of the cold season, Shang Ke received a prompt message from the system. He found a problem, it seemed that from the previous world, additional quests no longer rewarded dwell time, wondering if this meant that some kind of restriction was broken. The system has often played dead lately, barely answering any questions, as if it had degenerated from artificial intelligence into a simple program.