Chapter 016: Tribal Engineering Man
(The contract was delayed for a few days, and the next week it will continue to be running naked in the cold January wind...... Good sad feeling! οΌ
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In the spirit of being idle and idle, Lytton and Rock chatted without a word.
Originally, Lytton didn't pay attention to the existence of the rocks, the Brute Bull Tribe, and he was also just here. originally thought that he would hug his thighs and at least find a decent bodyguard to ensure the safety of his life. But Lei Ju's brain, where is the material to be a bodyguard?
As for hugging the thighs......
Not to mention, on the fifth day of the wilderness, he clearly realized that the wilderness may not have thighs for him to hold. The only cheap daddy for him is that he has no thighs, which makes him very insecure.
And the rocks?
The weakest member of the tribe's warriors was not in Lyton's sight, perhaps, but Lipton quickly ignored such a man. Rock, when this guy gave himself this name, he was probably prepared, and his life experience may be very bumpy.
The reason for the ups and downs is more because he adheres to his own theory, and hunting is a work of both skill and strategy, rather than a manual work that requires both courage and strength.
He discarded the fine traditions of the Manniu tribe in the pit, and it was difficult to be valued by the tribal principals.
The chiefs did not value him.
Wu Ye's insistence on him is dispensable.
Lei Ju, the first warrior under the leader of the tribe, was even more disdainful of him.
And his insistence on hunting methods, which coexisted with skill and strategy, had always been a source of ridicule for him by the rest of the tribe. It is also one of the fun for other members of the tribe. Dig a pit and want to get the prey, but he can't figure it out. Such a contemptuous remark is often followed by a burst of crazy laughter.
People are useful, that's what Lytton always thinks.
The reason why people's circumstances are different is that those who have not yet embarked on a smooth path in life lack a Bole who finds their shining point.
For the rock, his Bole stood right before his eyes. During the conversation between Lytton and Rock, he felt that Rock was a person who was good at using his brain, and of course many of his ideas were very naΓ―ve. But as the leader, Lytton will not laugh at him, but should guide him, encourage him, and believe that if the rock is given enough time, he will surprise the tribe. Besides, Lytton also urgently needed someone to talk to in the tribe, this person had better have a good face, a graceful posture, no casual character of a wild woman, and a conservative heart but passionate about him...... The facts tell him that every time he imagines such a scene, it is 100% in a dream, and it is a shameful spring dream.
Well, back to the conversation between Lytton and the rock:
"The number of paths of the traps is correct, but the area where the traps are laid out should be in a place where the beasts often pass."
"Chief, you're so right, I think so too."
"Also, the camouflage of the surface of the trap, especially the deep pit, should be done well. I've heard that you put thorns on top of your traps, and what a stupid beast would be a king with thorns? β
"So what should I use?"
"Twigs, then hay, and finally floating ......"
The two of them, who were verifying each other's big hunting projects like old friends, Lytton was the Talker, and he basically said it, pointing out the shortcomings in the Rock Plan. And the rock, having gained a theoretical basis, has already begun to prepare a factual plan.
"I'm going to dig a trap in the forest and give it a try." With that, the rock went into the water with a fishy mass ready to carry out his hunting project. It's basically digging a hole. And the meaning of the rock's speech is also very simple, which is equivalent to inviting Lytton to go with him. But Litton glanced at Bai Sensen's bone shovel, using this thing to dig a pit will exhaust my father, don't go!
At heart, Lytton is the kind of person who is very lazy. Where is he willing to put this effort into it?
"Go ahead, I'm going to follow the collection team and check the harvest of the fruits of the mountain forest." Lytton said a reason indiscriminately, and was about to pat his ass and leave, but the smell of fishy smell still made him ask casually: "Is this sheep thrown away in the water?" β
"No, it's bait."
Litton looked at the rocks with a suspicious face, the sheep water is a waste abandoned by the tribe, don't think that the wilderness is not enough to eat, but the stubbornness of the wilderness people is amazing. They don't eat any animal offal, haggis, offal, and no one eats such delicacies, so they just throw them away. His entire big leader is naturally not good at taking the lead in breaking the vows.
Why...... The estimation is also very simple, the water is not clean.
In an era of lack of medical care, the threat of viruses and filth to the barbarians is almost endless.
"Bait?" There are not many animals in the forest that are interested in rotten meat, not to mention herbivores, and even most of them do not like the smell of decay, and only those who are naturally scavengers will flock to it: "Are you going to catch wolves?" It's not that wolves only choose to eat carrion when food is scarce. β
Lytton did not raise such a question, but he had never heard of a trap for putting bait in a pit when he had grown so big.
However, the trap needs to be baited, but the trap is so difficult to do! Putting all the wealth of a tribe into it may not succeed in the use of barbarian means. Ordinary trap making is to try to avoid the signs of man-made, and even the smell of the living must be masked. After all, the nose of the beast is very sensitive.
"Don't you need bait?" Rock was a little skeptical, in his impression. Lytton, the chieftain, was not keen on hunting.
If this is the case, Lytton has already learned about the hunting methods of the wild era, and teamwork has been common in the hunting process, but the lack of long-range attack methods, the success rate of cooperative hunting is not too high. But to say that the use of the environment, the arrangement of traps and other means, in the wilderness is still high-tech.
Thinking of high technology, Lytton's heart blossomed, who is he! A descendant with a vision of thousands of years, playing brute force was not liked by him in the first place.
High-tech is good! Dude is all about playing high-tech.
Well, it's possible to associate trapping with high-tech as well. In the future, there will be one poor area in the world, and they will all be high-tech zones.
Moreover, these are just appearances, and he values the person of the rock. Well, he doesn't have a special idea of rocks. He just stubbornly believes that the rock is a talent, a talent buried by a barbaric and absurd system. This guy has a heart for exploration, and Lytton needs such a talent to help him complete his vision. The two of them, one has a forward-looking vision and a spring of thought; And the other one, with strong hands-on ability.
With such a combination, even Lytton is full of expectations for the future.
In his eyes, the rock is a savage version of the tribal engineering man, or a brick-moving dog that belongs to the pimple of civil engineering. And what Lytton has to do is to break this guy's attributes and turn him into a mechanical dog, even if it is a carpentry dog, it will be able to be used. Looking at the rock with a self-righteous and caring, even sympathetic gaze, the latter shivered for no reason, this kind of eyes were so sharp and familiar. It seems that the fool of Lei Ju saw the same gaze of the wild boar...... The little heart of the rock began to struggle uncontrollably.
He is not afraid of offending Lei Ju, and he will be beaten at most. In the Horde, is this a thing?
Anyway, the skin is rough and the meat is thick, and it can't be broken.
But let Litton remember, he really has no bottom in his heart!
"Why don't you try to get a fish cage in the river?"
It occurred to Lytton that the trap on land seemed to be unbait-inducing, but in the water? I think I can use it. He asked with a tentative mind.
But in the eyes of the rock, as if a lightning bolt split in the darkness, a thought fell a seed in the heart, and then sprouted, and grew wildly: "Is it a trap in the water?" But digging a hole in the water doesn't work! β
Lytton snorted coldly by the pig's brain of the rock, is this guy a 'scientific research talent' selected by himself? The questions asked were so childish that digging a hole in the water could catch a fish. How rare is it? He said angrily: "Make a trap with rattan, and the fish can only go in, but not out, and then use bait to lure the fish into the trap, and after a day or two, I will go to see the receipt." β
"Fish is delicious...... "Rock yearns.
A monster suddenly jumped out of his heart, and Lytton was about to be stunned by the brain circuits of the rock, and said in a rather unkind tone: "Would you set such a trap?" β
"This ......"
The shape of the fish cage and shrimp pot, which was very common in later generations, is not less difficult for savages than the theory of relativity. The black and white eyes circled in their sockets, and then circled, and continued to ...... They were almost dizzy, and the rocks didn't figure out what to do with the traps in the water: "Chief, five days...... No, just three days, and I'll give you a solution. β
Fuck off, Lytton just didn't want to discourage his subordinates, so he didn't get angry and asked, "Do you know how to frame it?" β
The technology of framing has been widely used in the wilderness. The Manniu tribe is also doing well, strong and durable...... As for aesthetics...... Forget it, this is not a problem for savages.
"Yes." Rock hurriedly nodded in reply.
Squatting on the ground, he took a branch and drew it on the ground, in the shape of a net, but in the shape of a cylinder. The fish need to use a large opening on the outside and a small one on the inside, and it is best to have a large elasticity in the water. In the future, such a fish cage would not have been sold for ten years, but in the wilderness, Lytton was still quite worried about the completion of the project.
"Can it be done?"
"Three days." The rock probes.
"No, one day." Lytton wasn't embarrassed, time was pressing, and he didn't want to spend time on such small issues. Only by solving the problem of eating and dressing the tribe in the shortest possible time, Lyton had the opportunity to take the warriors of the tribe to explore the surroundings throughout the winter.
He doesn't know how to mine or prospect, but it's possible to distinguish some of the simplest stones.
The rock thought about it, and ran away, and after a while, he found an old man in the tribe, don't look at the elder of the land, but Litton knew that the old man in front of him was only in his forties at most.
The old man looked down at the drawings that Lytton had drawn on the ground, whispered a few words about the rock, pondered for a while, raised his head and replied to Lytton flatteringly: "It can be completed in half a day, but I need two helpers." β
Lytton waved his hand and let the rocks follow you, and ...... You can choose anyone in the tribe except for the chief and the witch chief, I need to see the results, and before the sun sets, I want to see this fish cage in the river bay.
It was so refreshing to give orders, although it was a small project to build a fish cage, but Lytton insisted on building a palace, and appointed this project as 'Brute Bull No. 1'.