Han Cheng was holding back his big move, but the senior brother and the others who had been kicked outside were in a much better mood than before at this time.

After a few years, the people in the tribe have long been accustomed to the character of the Son of God, and by the way, they are also used to being kicked in the ass by the Son of God.

So much so that now, if some people don't do a good job in what aspects, if they don't get kicked by the Son of God, they will feel uncomfortable.

Although the Divine Son did not give a clear answer not to tear down the wall today, the time was postponed for a while, which could also dissipate some of the worries in their hearts......

This night, most of the people in the tribe did not sleep very soundly, and some people were awakened from their dreams, and they were a little stunned, realizing that it was just a dream and that the walls of the tribe were still behind, so they gradually settled down again.

Just thinking of the big words that Miko wrote outside the wall today, this sense of security quickly disappeared again.

Although Miko said that after the current wall is demolished, a new and taller wall will be built, but many people are still worried about it at all.

Because the construction of the wall does not happen overnight, it takes a long time from the demolition of the old wall to the construction of the new wall, which means that the tribe will be in a state of no wall protection for such a long time.

Thinking about the scene I saw in my dream not long ago, this man didn't feel much sleepy......

In the room, after waiting for the little pea to sprinkle a soak of urine into the urine jar made of clay pots, Han Cheng, who had something in his heart and didn't feel much sleep, lay on the kang and stared in the dark, thinking about what he was calculating.

It's time to give these guys in the tribe a good shock!

After thinking about it for a while, Han Cheng, who finally figured things out, finally felt sleepy, and fell asleep not long after closing his eyes.

Early the next morning, after Han Cheng got up, he went to look for the paper made during this time, of course, not in a hurry to go to the toilet, but to find a suitable paper to use for painting!

That's right, it's painting!

This is the move that Han Cheng is about to release.

He had already thought about it last night, he was going to draw the plan of the tribe!

This makes these things more intuitive, and he can start planning on his own.

Make the new tribe as reasonable and beautiful as possible.

Avoid the lack of planning, what buildings are needed, just build one out of the general area and make a mess.

One is, after getting the renderings out, I shocked these guys in the tribe who have never seen the world.

Now you think it's good for the tribe to live, but you haven't seen anything better, and when you see the renderings, see if you will continue to think like this.

Han Cheng thought quite arrogantly.

The paper in the tribe is not too big, a whole piece of paper is one meter two long and sixty centimeters wide.

Judging from Han Cheng's relatively rough painting skills, such a small piece of paper was obviously not enough to support him to draw the planning map of the Qingque tribe.

So after looking through it for a while, tearing off some paper, and going to the toilet, Han Cheng came back, so he found a stone and a cripple, and asked the cripple to make a thing with an inner width of one meter and two meters long, and dried the paper.

Compared with the stone that likes to ask questions, the lame that starts directly without saying a word makes people worry-free.

Looking at it, I asked myself what I was doing with such a large piece of paper and what were the renderings...... Han Cheng wanted to tell the story of his neighbor who lived to be ninety years old and still had a strong body.

But I'm worried that it will discourage this guy's enthusiasm, so I have to endure this guy's 100,000 why and slowly tell him something related.

Finally waited for the lame to finish the large paper drying thing, Han Cheng stuffed this thing into the stone arms, and urged him to hurry up to make paper, as for Han Cheng, he couldn't bear to be disturbed, he had already taken the opportunity to run away.

He now completely understands why Sun Wukong was surrendered by Tang Seng.

Looking at the hurried Miko, the stone looked a little aggrieved and blinked his eyes, he still had a lot of things to ask yet, why did Miko leave?

Although I had regrets in my heart, I still ran to make paper with the newly made things.

Just now, Miko said a lot of things that he hadn't heard of before, and the curiosity of the stone was aroused at once.

So he wanted to make good paper as soon as possible, and then go to see Miko do something new.

If you want to do a good job, you must first sharpen your tools, and Han Cheng, who has practiced for a few years and is not very good at painting, wants to draw renderings that amaze everyone in the tribe, but also with the help of tools.

Han Cheng, who walked into the distance, quietly turned around and saw that the stone had already run to the cave to make paper, so he quietly turned back again.

After finding the lame, let the lame use tools to make a batch of rulers and compasses.

As for the right-angle triangular ruler, this thing is still relatively easy to make under the premise of having a compass.

With one diameter of the circle as the hypotenuse, and the other point on the edge of the circle, no matter how it is connected, it will come out with a right triangle.

If you find two perpendicular diameters of the same circle, then it is easy to make an isosceles right triangle.

This kind of thing is difficult for Han Cheng.

With a compass and a ruler in hand, he drew a few strokes on the paper, and two different right-angled triangles came out, and it was a lame thing to compare the triangles he had drawn with three wooden boards.

After the paper and tools were explained, Han Cheng needed to do the rest by himself.

The next thing he's going to do is get some paint out.

According to his painting skills, charcoal alone could not be used, and if he wanted to give enough shock to the people of the tribe, he had to dye the painting.

This is the same as some chefs who are not very good at cooking, and they are close to spices.

As for the pigments, there is no need to worry about this, although he is only a liberal arts student, but red, yellow, and blue are the three primary colors of pigments, and with these three pigments, he still knows that all color pigments can be concocted theoretically.

Don't worry about cyan pigments, 'blue is taken from blue and green is blue, ice water is cold for water.' Not to mention the rest, this ancient text alone has already explained a way to obtain cyan pigment.

People say that if you learn mathematics, physics and chemistry, you are not afraid to go all over the world, and it has been proved that learning ancient Chinese is equally important.

At least while pouring chicken soup on himself, by now, Han Cheng had gotten three things from the ancient texts - plates, wheels, and cyan fuel.

As for the yellow pigment, there is no need to worry about this, because not too far from the tribe, there is a gardenia.