Blood poured out of the cub's chest, and it looked at its chest, feeling the pain and the loss of life, and wondered what to think.

Wang Yang also watched.

At the end of the wooden spear, there seemed to be a trembling of "plop, plop", and he felt that he had formed a line with the help of the wooden spear and touched the other party's heart.

There was a faint fluctuation in his eyes, killing large animals was too different from killing small animals, their emotions were very obvious, and they were extremely easy to infect others.

You will feel their mood changes, just like people.

At this time, what he felt from the bear cub was pain and despair, and a touch of sympathy flashed slightly.

But this expression only appeared for a short moment, and then it calmed down again.

Raised his foot and kicked, pulled out the wooden spear, and stabbed deeply.

Then it was pulled out again, and it was another stab.

The blood bloomed like a flower and fell to the ground, Wang Yang wiped his face full of blood flowers, and killed all three little bears.

"Whew~"

He gasped heavily, and his body was a little weak, especially in his left arm, and there were bursts of sharp pain.

The three cubs are supposed to be the children of the big black bear, and the mother bear will nurse her children for a period of time until they are able to survive, and then they will not leave.

Don't look at the cubs called cubs, they eat enough in the autumn, and they have grown one or two hundred catties, which is two or three times heavier than Wang Yang, and they can make everyone live a rich life for half a month.

Wang Yang didn't dare to delay and cleaned up the battlefield.

He didn't choose to take the three cubs back to the cave or take them to the Bone Forest to be saved.

Because it must be very slow for him to carry a large object two or three times heavier than himself, and it is inconvenient for him to injure his left arm.

And take up to one head at a time, what about the rest? The time it took to go back and forth a few times was unimaginable, and it was already taken away by other animals.

So he decided to hide on the spot.

He threw all the bear cubs into the hollow of the tree, pulled a pile of fur from them, and scattered them around the hollow.

Then take some clean snow and cover the hole, and cover it with a wooden plank.

In this way, the smell of blood can be effectively blocked, and bear hair is everywhere, which will make other coveted animals jealous, knowing that they have entered the central territory of black bears, and dare not stay too long.

This method is not a good way, but Wang Yang can only do this.

In order to have the effect of diverting his gaze, he also specially put the blood-stained snow into the wooden barrel and poured it all into the territory of the Bladetooth Tiger, so that it could resist the wind and waves first.

After that, I returned to the cave and rested well.

As soon as the orthopedologist saw him return, he called a group of people to watch him, pointing to his arm and "whining".

Wang Yang didn't have to guess, it must have been his own behavior that surprised them again.

"Let it go, let it go, I didn't break it, I really didn't break it."

He returned to the cave, and before his ass was hot, he was pulled by Zhang San to see the barrel.

Lately, he has been making barrels almost day and night because of the heavy use of them, and he has cut down an open field of trees at the mouth of the canyon.

Every time he made one, he had to pull Wang Yang to look at it, and then pointed to the bottom of the barrel and asked if he wanted to dig a few holes.

Wang Yang guessed that he might feel good to be praised, and he didn't know if this guess was accurate, so it didn't dampen his enthusiasm, and every time he patted his shoulder with his eyebrows fluttering and nodded heavily.

After resting for the night, he went to the hollow of the black bear again the next morning.

After a night of heavy snowfall, the ground was covered with a thick layer of snow, and my feet froze deep into my bones.

The snow in the tree hole was still full, and Wang Yang dug out a little bit and found that the plank was still inside, indicating that no other animal had ever approached.

This discovery is undoubtedly gratifying, indicating that his judgment is correct, and he can move the body without difficulty.

But it's a bitter saber-toothed tiger, the guy hasn't stopped since last night, and has been roaring hysterically, it seems that his home is very popular, and many tourists come to sightsee, and it is a good tourist attraction.

Wang Yang sat on the top of the tree hole and began to calculate leisurely.

Yesterday's harvest was huge, and with the previous savings, it could allow everyone to eat for more than a month, and in the future, if you casually destroy the nest of a few small animals, you can almost get through it.

Thinking of this, he was in a good mood, and when he waited until next spring, he was afraid that everyone would not go into the depths of the forest?

"There will be bread, there will be a house, there will be a car."

He was very comfortable at the moment, and for the first time, he felt that the winter attractions in this era were really good, covered in silver.

I don't know what scene Chairman Mao and his old man saw when they wrote "Qinyuan Spring-Snow".

Time passed in a hurry, and in a blink of an eye, it was the late part of winter.

It was a relatively easy time, and there were no surprises.

In addition to guarding the corpse every day, Wang Yang wandered around to see if he could get something.

After returning to the cave, he instructed Zhang San to train, talked nonsense with the orthopedicist, roasted a warm bonfire, ate hot food, and occasionally went to build a few snowmen, which was very comfortable.

Of course, this is because he has a bottom in his heart.

And the adults were miserable, they had already found that the food was not stored enough, and the expression in their eyes was very solemn, watching the food scarce day by day, and their brows were twisted together.

Today, there is only enough food left for one day, and after one day, it is necessary to eat according to the sky.

In order to deepen their notion of insufficient food, Wang Yang did not plan to take it out now, he buried himself in the world of sharpening weapons every day.

As soon as spring arrives, these weapons will come in handy.

Of course, the main weapons are wooden spears and various bone tools.

All the wooden spears were processed by him, sharpened, and then roasted on the fire.

As long as the bone tool can be made into bone spurs, he will not let it go.

Constant grinding on the stone platform.

Naturally, he won't do this kind of thing alone, so he mobilized all his friends to do it together, and whoever works hard will be rewarded with two chestnuts.

And so it went on for a few more days, and hunger finally came.

Even though the adults tried their best to find food, it was still not enough to offset the consumption, and many people are starving to this day.

Wang Yang calmed down and silently polished his weapon.

Finally, on this day, there was no food left.

Not only was there no food, everyone was hungry for several days, and they had reached the limit of collapse, and began to dig the roots and bark, intending to hold on first.

There are even a few adults who are ready to go to trouble the Bladetooth Tigers and the wolves.

Wang Yang believed that as long as the blade-toothed tiger didn't run, relying on the spear and the number of people, he would definitely be able to take down that guy.

But there is a possibility that some people will die, which is completely unnecessary.

After another day of hunger, Wang Yang decided to bring back the food.

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