Three days have passed, and only four of the five injured men have survived. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 Info Xi was silent for a night, and then asked Luo Chuan to enter the forest alone.

Ah Dong was in a state of despair, staring at those mountain flowers alone all day long, as if these mountain flowers had a deep hatred with him.

The women of the tribe went further afield to gather sand roots, a very, very unpalatable food.

The men of the tribe mingled with the children, and apparently they all learned Luo Chuan's method of catching fish, and they were happy to catch many fish every day. It's finally a bit of a 'big fish tribe'.

Luo Chuan's eyes were red, he had slept for less than an hour in the past 3 days, and the rest of the time was used by him to determine the possibility of the erasure of the 'Xiaocao' theory.

Today, Luo Chuan was finally able to affirm that if he couldn't destroy the tribe of the red-haired monsters in 3 months, he would definitely die in a way that he couldn't resemble himself.

Luo Chuan walked out of the cave today, his eyes were redder than the eyes of the red-haired monster, and the whole person was murderous, and the remaining old people in the tribe were so frightened that they hid back in the low haystack. It is said that the older you get, the more you will be able to observe words and feelings, and obviously this statement is also suitable for this kind of primitive society.

Ah Dong saw Luo Chuan and ran over with a long stick tied to a stone. "Chief! When are we going to kill the red-haired monsters? I want to avenge Daddy and Brother! ”

Looking at this little guy who was already full of hatred, Luo Chuan's face stretched slightly. Luo Chuan, who clashed with the red-haired monster and killed two, had a strong sense of power contrast, and he couldn't bear to tell him, "Our tribe can't beat it." ”

Because for the primitive tribes who still use such rudimentary stone weapons, the strength of the flesh completely determines the victory of the conflict.

"Wait!" A flash of inspiration flashed in Tudi Luochuan's mind. Weapons are a very important factor in determining victory in war. "Haha, there's a way!" Luo Chuan figured out this layer, and the gloom on his face was swept away. grabbed Ah Dong and threw the little guy several meters in the air amid Ah Dong's screams.

Soon, the big and the small entered the forest under the strange eyes of the old people of the tribe.

"Chief, where is the thing you said could fly a spear far, far away? Why should you look for a tendon tree first? Let's just go and get that thing back, wouldn't we? ”

What people like about this little guy is that he can hold things in his brain, and what is annoying is that this kid has a lot of problems! "You'll find out later!"

The two walked through a shrub, and under the guidance of Ah Dong, they finally found the tendon tree in Ah Dong's mouth, a kind of tendon that can pull long and resilient trees from the trunk. Almost everything in the tribe that can be used for binding comes from this tendon tree.

Pumping tree tendons is a skillful job, and it often requires the cooperation of men and women in the tribe to complete. The woman carefully cuts the bark with a stone knife, and the man holds the tendon and pulls it outward, pulling it out as he cuts, and if the stone knife cuts the tendon, the tendon will break directly. If the man does not hold the tendons, the tendons will shrink into the bark like an animal. The most powerful ones in the tribe are Adong's parents, but they are gone, and obviously Adong remembered the sad thing again.

Luo Chuan took a look at this kind of strange tree, obviously he had never seen it on earth, and after listening to what Adong said, Luo Chuan didn't care. I found an arm-thick tendon tree and bent it vigorously until the whole branch was bent at 30 degrees.

"This thing is a good material for making a bow!" Luo Chuan threw the broken trunk aside, found a larger tendon tree, and carefully broke the bark with a stone knife that had been polished by the tribe. Sure enough, there was a cyan tendon hidden under the bark. Where does Luo Chuan care about any skills, one force will drop ten. Pinch the tendons and pull them out. A tendon more than a meter long appeared in his hand.

I tried the strength with my hands, and I was able to catch up with the nylon rope on the earth. Three times five divided by two, the tree that had been pulled out from the previous one was broken again, and then it became a bow, and a rope was put on it, and a simple bow was made.

With joy, he put on a branch, and as soon as he put it in his hand, the branch flew far away. In Adong's surprised eyes. Luo Chuan tied another simple bow to the branch just now, handed it to Ah Dong and motioned for him to try.

Ah Dong followed Luo Chuan's example, put on a branch, he didn't have the strength to draw the bow to the fullest, and when he let go, he found the power on the branch that flew out.

Ah Dong was very smart, he thought that if it was not a branch that shot out, but a polished stone knife tied to it, would he be able to directly crucify the beast! If everyone in the tribe had such a weapon, would it be possible to defeat the red-haired monsters? Sure enough, when new weapons are produced, the first thing that human beings always think of is use and war.

With joy, Adong shot a few more arrows. Looking at the crescent moon in my hand, I like it more and more. "The leader is indeed the one who can lead us from being bullied by other tribes."

Luo Chuan didn't continue to do these two bows, using the strange power of his body, constantly pumping the tree tendons, constantly breaking the tree trunks, knowing that a small pile of tree trunks and a bundle of tree tendons were broken, Luo Chuan resisted the arrow and took Adong to the happy running tribe.

The women of the tribe returned, and all they had gathered was the rhizomes of some plants and the shoots of plants. It was spring, and there wasn't much food to gather, so they were all looking forward to the men's abundant catches today.

Luo Chuan has begun to reject this kind of eating method that only roasts, and the most important thing is that there is no salt in the tribe, no matter what is baked, it is scorching, so what he is looking forward to is not how many fish the men of the tribe can bring back. Rather, he wanted to show off his new weapon, the bow.

Adong followed Luo Chuan's example and hung the bow on his shoulder, looking amazing.

Finally the men's laughter could be heard from outside the tribe, and it was clear that it was another good catch.

Luo Chuan gathered the men together and asked the women to roast today's catch. Xi still hasn't come back, Luo Chuan chose to believe him, at least the soul contained in that fruit is worthy of his unconditional trust.

Luo Chuan called the strongest man, this man is called Qi, he is the strongest man after Ah Dong's dead elder brother. Luo Chuan said that he would take his stone spear and throw it up the mountain. Keisuke ran a short distance and got out of his hand, because he threw the stone spear into the mountain and ended up falling more than 30 meters away from him.

Luo Chuan smiled and patted Ah Dong's head and motioned for him to step forward. In everyone's confusion, Ah Dong stood at the place where the Qishi spear was taken off just now.

What Luo Chuan didn't know was that in the haystack not far from them, those 'old men' were looking at these strong young people with extremely nostalgic eyes. "I used to throw farther than they did!"

Dong took his precious bow from his shoulder, and put on a wooden stick the thickness of a finger, and a pointed stone blade had been tied to the front of the stick. The 'whoosh' wooden stick whistled out from the crescent moon, and in an exclamation, it directly crossed the stone spear that had just been opened, and then flew out half a distance and fell. Finally, the stick was stuck in the dirt, and the tail of the arrow trembled slightly.

The men immediately saw the power of this weapon, and they all stepped forward to touch Adong's artifact. Ah Dong proudly protected the bow in his arms, and no one was allowed to touch it, which was made to me by the leader himself.

What Luo Chuan wants is this effect, contrast is the best sales, if he just says it with his mouth, everyone may not understand. In such a competition, it is clear that everyone is full of yearning for this weapon.

Luo Chuan called everyone, bend the wood, tie the line! demonstrated it and asked Adong to distribute the materials to everyone. There are a lot of materials, Luo Chuan is not afraid of waste, as long as they can learn to tie the bow, they are not afraid of the bow being broken and not replaced in the future.

The men were in full swing, and they sat cross-legged at the mouth of Luochuan's cave and tied up excitedly. Some people are annoyed by failure, and some people cheer at success. Even as the women shouted that the food was ready, the men remained unmoved.

Ah Dong became a technician, constantly telling the men who were not tied well.

It wasn't until late at night that the men showed off their artifacts and walked towards the cooled food laughing.

When the group had left, an old man bent down and picked up a few sets of materials that had been discarded for various reasons, and walked back to his haystack like a treasure.