Wang Yang took the stone and used its sharp corner to flatten the tip of the wooden spear, and then cut a groove in the flattening to make a thin and long wooden shovel.

Then he shoveled into the ditch, and now he could shovel the dirt.

Everyone looked at it strangely, and felt that it was extremely magical, and they all picked up the wooden spear and wanted to cut off the pointed end.

Wang Yang was startled and hurriedly stopped it, although he needed to shovel the soil now, he couldn't waste the weapons that he had made with great difficulty, so he took everyone back to the canyon and found Zhang San.

Zhang San took out a lot of wooden sticks that had been sharpened but had not yet been made, and Wang Yang demonstrated them to him, and then made them with the others.

The process of making is fast, as long as you master the skills, a sharp stone can be used as well as a knife.

After that, it was very simple, it was to keep digging the earth and digging the trench very deep.

The process was a bit slow, taking a few days in total, much more strenuous than the two traps that had been dug at the beginning.

The trouble is that everyone has to keep a certain distance, and they can't do it together, which is bound to be a waste of human resources.

Fortunately, after a few days, it was done quickly, after which it was time to collect stones and build a fence, needless to say.

By the time everything was done, almost half a month had passed.

Finally completed, Wang Yang also breathed a sigh of relief, these are all done, there is really nothing to do this winter.

But the leisure time did not last long, because at this time, many animal trackings appeared in the forest.

Spring has indeed not yet arrived, and the heavens and the earth are still covered with snow, in this pure white silence. But it ushered in a new batch of animals.

Northern animals, including reindeer, are becoming more and more frequent in the vicinity.

The crowd was not yet mentally ready. And there was a bumper harvest.

"The animals are starting to migrate." Wang Yang smacked his lips, very happy.

He had known for a long time that he would be in the next period. Animals from further north will come here in search of a chance to survive.

The stoat that appeared before was just a signal, he thought it was the first menarche of migration, but he was wrong, large-scale animals came here, and only now have they appeared.

No matter what, it didn't surprise Wang Yang.

During the day, when there is no snowfall, you can often see visible footprints outside. They didn't stop here, they continued to migrate south.

Because it was the same place where they lived, there was no food for a long time, and the climate was too cold, so they didn't think about staying.

Wang Yang took this opportunity to hunt a lot of animals with everyone, and basically harvested every few days.

At the end of winter, it is considered a great harvest, in general. You may not find a single prey for a month.

This is not good news for the prey, which in the north they do not wait for spring to come and starve. As a result, as soon as they started their migration, they encountered predators on their way.

How to say it, it is a bit of a famous wildebeest migration.

As everyone knows. From July to October, millions of wildebeest make a remarkable migration. They encounter very, very many enemies on their way.

Such as a trailing hyena pack, a raging lion. Leopards hunting, and countless crocodiles waiting for rabbits and ambushing in the middle of the river.

Every migration is a carnival feast for predators, but for wildebeests, it is a difficult test again and again until they reach their destination with delicious aquatic plants.

Wang Yang and others played the role of predator animals ambushed on the road, this time they played the role of lions, as long as they passed by their own territory, they had to leave some money to buy the road.

Of course, today's tribes can be regarded as the top creatures of the biological chain pyramid, they not only hunt animals that do not have much resistance ability, but also hunt prey with strong combat effectiveness.

For example, the lynx.

Needless to say, the lynx belongs to the large family of cats, and naturally has killer predatory skills, which are difficult enemies for any species.

With the migration of many prey, it is natural to follow the food source here.

And here, they found an even richer source of food, a small, but thriving tribe.

You can imagine their excitement at discovering the countless mice, chickens, rabbits, and civets that exist in the canyon.

Naturally, they also discovered Wang Yang and others, and after some analysis, they came to the same result as the first wolf back then - the threat is not big and can be ignored.

This result is not surprising, no matter what predator you are in, the first calculation is like this.

They saw that the apes were not agile enough, that they had neither sharp teeth, nor sharp claws, nor the robust physique of black bears, and more importantly, that they looked sluggish, and that they could easily spot them, but they could not.

It stands to reason that since they have judged so many shortcomings, they should drool and immediately rush into the canyon to hunt.

But they didn't, because there was a blade-toothed tiger in the canyon, and the guy was too big, and its long exposed fangs made it look extremely fierce and worth watching.

What they don't understand is why it doesn't kill all the apes? Let the "food" run around every day, aren't you afraid that the food will escape? What's even more incomprehensible is that the group of "food" still happily returns to the canyon every day, which is even more stupid than roe deer.

After many struggles, a daring lynx decides to take a risk for its own future.

After it entered the canyon, there was no chance to come out, according to Wang Yang's words: "Small, not small, I will let you see why the flowers are so red!" ”

Of course, the lynx likes to wander in solitude, imitating wandering poets, and generally does not come into contact with it except when it is too hormonal, when it is too much to find a companion.

This creates a problem, every passing lynx thinks that the blade-toothed tiger is the overlord of the canyon, ignores the ape-man, and then goes on a black hole expedition, in a vain attempt to pass through the wormhole and complete the time travel, but the black hole tells them with devastating power that the visitor is a guest, and that there is no hurry to leave.

There are not a few animals that have such thoughts as lynxes, and many animals have been caught and eaten all kinds of delicacies.

But he was still a little depressed, knowing that migration is not only on earth, but also in the sky.

He often looked at the sky, and in the sky he could always see birds flying in flocks and flocks.

Wang Yang smacked his lips and licked his lips: "Is the roast pigeon the name of the dish or the name of the bird?" (To be continued......)