Wang Yang has always been resolute in doing things, and he was even more anxious in this matter, without explaining anything to others, he ran directly to the cave of Oolong and others, took the stone tool in his hand and asked, "Where did it come from?" ”

At this moment, it really alarmed Oolong and the others.

In the past, it was easy to talk about how to send food to the other party, but now he sent the most powerful weapon in his tribe out of Lu, which finally attracted his attention.

Weapons are the lifeblood of a tribe's survival, and Oolong even sent out his own lifeblood, which is enough to prove his sincerity, and he walked out of the cave with a smile on his face.

Wu Rong and the others were also very excited, the leader is the leader, and the decision they made was still very useful.

They walked out of the cave and looked at the anxious Wang Yang, as if they had seen the morning light at sunrise, and they were very happy.

Wang Yang didn't have time to pull calves with them, and kept pointing to the stone tool in his hand, wanting to express his doubts.

The people didn't understand the language with him, and they couldn't read the paintings, so it was very difficult to communicate, and they just thought that they were finally accepted, and kept giggling.

"Yes, I'll obey you, I'll find it myself." Wang Yang expressed his helplessness, they laughed stupidly one by one, Oolong still had to go to get food to celebrate, and he didn't understand what he meant at all.

At this time, several tribal adults finally arrived.

They chased for a while before they came here, and they were very worried about Wang Yang's move to come alone, as the saying goes, two fists are hard to beat four hands, and a good tiger can't stand up to a pack of wolves, in case of conflict, no matter how powerful Wang Yang is, there is no way.

When they came here, they saw Wang Yang enter their cave directly, and his face turned white in an instant. What the hell is this......

They ran to Wang Yang and protected him. Be wary of others.

The others didn't think about it so much, and they were still fantasizing about the beautiful vision of joining the other tribe in their minds.

Wang Yang glanced at the cave. Nothing special, I picked up another stone tool casually, and my eyes lit up slightly.

Seeing that Oolong and the others were in a calm mood and had no intention of attacking or defending, several adults relaxed and asked Wang Yang what was going on.

Wang Yang took the stone tool to their eyes, pointed to the wavy stripes on it, pointed to the sharp edge of the stone tool, and then drew a fire on the ground.

The crowd was puzzled. They knew that the stone tool was very sharp, but it didn't affect them much. And what does it have to do with fire?

They didn't understand, but Wang Yang knew very well that the stone tools used by Oolong and others were typical flints.

In layman's terms, it's flint and steel.

In the process of human evolution, drilling wood for fire was discovered relatively late, and the earliest use was actually the use of flint to make fire.

Later, it was drilled to make fire. But flint is a stone after all, and it is impossible to make such a good tool, so it is gradually introduced to drilling wood for fire.

Of course, it is also possible that humans at that time did not understand. I thought that any stone could make fire, but when the flint ran out, I threw it away, and when it was somewhere else. Unable to find flint, it developed to drill wood for fire.

Wang Yang didn't have the heart to speculate on the progress of mankind. He only knew about the Dao, the fire facilities of the tribe. It can be further developed.

Flint is hard and widely distributed, but the amount of each place is not too large and it is not too cumbersome to mine.

He asked an adult for some hay to start a fire, and put it on the ground, thinking about how to use the flint.

There are many ways to make fire, which is to take an iron utenrod, such as a knife or a piece of iron, and a stroke on the flint can draw a spark.

And if you don't have iron tools, you can hit other stones with flint, and you can also hit sparks.

He now has two flints, both of which have sharp edges, and rubbing them hard should theoretically work.

"Zila!" Wang Yang pushed violently, and the edges of the two flints rubbed violently, and a little spark, with the push of the flint, sprinkled forward and fell onto the hay.

A little green smoke came out of the hay.

Wang Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he rubbed again, this time, he didn't stop, rubbing three times in a row, and the sparks were densely sprinkled into the hay like rain.

In less than two seconds, a flame appeared in the hay, and it burned rapidly.

Wang Yang laughed, and a few adults who came with him also laughed, it turns out that stones can also make fire, which is much faster and easier than drilling wood to make fire, and it is very fast to start a fire.

"Woo woo woo~!" Wu Rong and the others suddenly let out a frightened cry, looking at the flame and retreating again and again.

They had not yet used fire, and like many animals, considered it a terrible and deadly thing, and if it was infected, it would at least hurt.

A little calmer was the oolong, who had seen people use fire and process food with it, and was both curious and terrified of this kind of thing.

He couldn't figure out why such a terrifying creature would be easily controlled by Wang Yang and the others, and he would summon it if he wanted to.

There is only one plausible explanation, and that is that the group of people is more powerful than fire.

He suppressed the fear in his heart, and became more determined in his idea of joining the tribe of Wang Yang and the others no matter what.

Wang Yang smiled, stepped on it, and then handed the flint to the adults on the side.

They couldn't contain their curiosity, they were very curious about new things, they took out more hay to try, and the flame rose quickly, and the effect was surprisingly good.

After playing for a while, everyone couldn't put it down, Wang Yang took the flint, brought it to the oolong, and danced to him where the flint came from.

Oolong and the others couldn't figure out what it meant, so they looked at Wang Yang with a smile, wondering if they could join and whether they wanted to go back with them.

Sighing, Wang Yang took most of their stone tools, then took a few prey and gave them to them.

This time it can make Oolong and others happy, and it took so much effort, isn't it the day they are looking forward to?

Back in the tribe, Wang Yang gathered the people, and he wanted to let the people of Oolong also learn to paint, so as to communicate more accurately and effectively.

"Who's going to do this task?" As soon as the expression was finished, countless friends immediately raised their hands, and they thought it was a very interesting thing.

And then they did, building a snowman, putting on the hair, and then hiding to watch from afar.

Oolong is here again, he thinks he should have joined them, so can he enter their territory?

As he walked, he saw the back of a "person", and immediately ran up to say hello with a smile.

But the man just turned his back to him, as if he didn't hear it, and he didn't look back, so he had to carefully figure out the other party's thoughts, not daring to provoke that "person", and kept laughing and flattering.

The last one was really speechless, stepped forward and patted the man's shoulder gently, and the "snap" arm fell off.

His eyes widened suddenly, he let out a strange scream, and ran back in spite of it, his face as white as an eggplant.

It's over, it's over, it's done again, and this time it's dead.

The little friend who was hiding on the side couldn't hold back anymore, holding his stomach and laughing. (To be continued......)