On this day, Wang Yang killed another prey and dragged it back to the craftsman tribe.

Their lives have obviously improved in the past few days, firstly, naturally because of Wang Yang's hunting, and secondly, Wang Yang will cheat and go to the other side to get some food.

In short, the craftsmen have been living comfortably for a few days, at least they have food to eat every day, and they are not hungry.

With the guarantee of food, those who were injured by Wang Yang some time ago have all recovered.

The tall man was suddenly furious, and beat all the guys who had provoked him before and stretched out their hands to him while he was injured, well, except for Wang Yang.

In the eyes that looked at Wang Yang, his eyes were still full of fear, and he felt the beating the most, because he always refused to give in, and as a result, he was beaten the hardest by Wang Yang and recovered the longest.

Thinking about it later, Wang Yang was so terrifying that he couldn't beat him, at least temporarily.

Others also dare not challenge Wang Yang, if they wanted to see Wang Yang's strength a few days ago and wait and see, these days when they see the scene of his hunting, they no longer have the courage to challenge.

Wang Yang hunted, no matter whether the other party was a beast or not, as long as he was alone, he would attack frantically, and the emaciated spears and arrows, as well as very ordinary stones, directly became a big killing weapon.

Some animals were not injured heavily, Wang Yang only took a wooden spear, and he did not fall into the wind, and steadily stabbed the opponent to death with one spear after another, like a divine soldier.

They had never seen such a hard hunt, and one of the fellows imitated it without consulting others, and was killed by the beast, and forced the number of twenty craftsmen. Pull to nineteen.

They realized that Wang Yang's fighting ability. They can't learn it for the time being, and they can't imitate it. For the time being, no one has the perverted speed and strength of him, and fighting with wild beasts is simply looking for death.

But they noticed Wang Yang's tools and the stone for making the fire, and they were very interested.

The reason why they stayed here for a long time and refused to leave was to know why the tribe on the other side of the road was so powerful and how their tools were made.

Now that Wang Yang is in front of them, how can they not be interested, there are many people who are gesturing. Ask Wang Yang about this.

Wang Yang didn't know what the other party thought, but he definitely didn't teach them the idea, the craftsmen didn't join the tribe for a day, and they didn't have the opportunity to make these tools for a day.

Even if you come across these tools!

Craftsmen are so interested in these natures that they often come up to touch something.

But every time he approached, Wang Yang's cold eyes looked over, and he couldn't help shrinking, not daring to provoke him, and no one wanted to starve because of this.

Wang Yang was also inadvertently. Instilled in them the concept of painting, and at night he drew a lot of pictures for them to see, and they couldn't understand it for the time being, for obvious reasons. Not stimulated yet.

Wang Yang likes to call this stimulus enlightenment, and in addition to Homo erectus, whose brains have evolved better, craftsmen also think abstractly like Homo sapiens. It was difficult to come up with concepts in the early days.

Or wait for them to look at it for months, or even years. Or a little stimulation.

The method of stimulation is naturally the same old way, make a dummy first. Let them understand that what they don't necessarily see is alive, that is, it is true, and it may be false.

This method has been proven many times and is very useful.

So Wang Yang waited for everyone to fall asleep, then came to the other side and came back with a scarecrow full of wild boar hair.

This scarecrow has existed for a long time, and every foreign population has seen him, he is simply famous, like thunder, and his exposure rate is higher than Wang Yang, and he is really a star in the tribe.

Wang Yang moved this "star" and put it in the middle of the open space where he slept, and then slept in the grass on the side and waited carefully.

The next morning, when the craftsmen got up, there was a panic, because they found that Wang Yang was ...... He's dead......

This is a supernatural event, how can you say that death is death, and you have become a scarecrow, how can people become straws?

They couldn't understand, they couldn't understand it very much, so they dismantled the dummy, and screamed.

Wang Yang fell asleep in the grass on the side, and when he woke up, he heard the shouts of the craftsmen, and suddenly his eyes narrowed, and he walked out.

As a result, I saw everyone gathered in the middle of the clearing, frowning, and I didn't know if Lu Dao was sad about himself.

He patted an adult on the shoulder and motioned for him to make way for himself.

The adult turned his head and saw that it was Wang Yang, so he got out of the way, and suddenly, his brows furrowed, feeling a little wrong, why did Wang Yang let himself get out of the way to see Wang Yang?

"Whew!" He shouted, pointed at Wang Yang, and beckoned everyone to look at him.

Everyone didn't react at all, and they still closely surrounded the dissection of "Wang Yang's corpse", the more they dissected, the more surprised they became, how could a good person become a straw?

The tall man deliberately put the straw in his mouth and chewed it, making sure that it was the most common bearded miscanthus, but it already had a somewhat rotten taste.

They were extremely shocked, are they all made of miscanthus grass? Didn't the human flesh I used to eat become miscanthus grass?

Wang Yang also stepped forward, separated everyone, and saw that the scarecrow was actually dissected by everyone, and everyone was still chewing the taste, and suddenly a pair of slightly squinted eyes glared at Lao Yuan, and he threw off everyone angrily, holding the pile of straw, and his heart ached.

A realistic scarecrow, but it is difficult to make, not as simple as a snowman, it takes a lot of time, and you have to pluck the boar hair, insert the boar hair, I don't know how much effort.

"Woo!" At this time, everyone finally found out that Wang Yang was not dead, it was right in front of them!

So who is this dead man? Could it be the group on the other side? Was that group of people made of straw?

They were so shocked that they killed the people on the other side, will they come to take revenge? I can't beat them myself, there are too many of them!

Wang Yang didn't have time to feel heartache, so he hurriedly drew a picture in front of everyone, taking advantage of the fact that everyone's imagination was particularly rich at this moment, and directly opened his mind.

He painted this scene of the scarecrow being torn apart, and then he drew his own arm attached to the scarecrow.

When he was done, he attached the scarecrow's arm.

Then draw yourself on the scarecrow's thighs, plug in the hair, and so on.

At the end of the day, Wang Yang didn't do anything, and everyone didn't do anything, let alone go hunting, just watching Wang Yang draw pictures and catch the scarecrow there.

After watching it for a few hours, they could understand that the picture that Wang Yang drew first was the picture they would see next.

They don't know the way, and before they know it, they already have abstract concepts.

This is to first abstract and then concrete, first look at the abstract picture, and then look at the concrete picture, which helps to improve the recognition of the painting.

When he was almost ready, he dismantled the scarecrow again, and then asked them to assemble it against the painting on the ground.

The tall man is now the second, so naturally he is the first to come, he looks at the painting on the ground, memories flash in his mind, and then assembles.

This is still abstract first, then concrete, but one is done by Wang Yang, and the other is imagined by themselves, and the purpose is still to make them approve of painting.

Obviously, the speed of reflecting the painting into the brain is not fast enough, it should be said that there is a small deviation.

He was so angry that he couldn't pretend to be able to do anything, so he threw the scarecrow to the ground and didn't care.

The others came up and tried one by one, but they couldn't pretend, Wang Yang was speechless, didn't he say that they could imitate it very well?

They installed it for most of the night, and the poor scarecrow became more and more scattered as it was assembled, and it was completely destroyed by them in the end, and Wang Yang silently buried the scarecrow with great hard work.

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In the following period, everyone's understanding of painting became more and more profound, and Wang Yang scribbled every day except for hunting, painting their recent lives and memories.

Indeed, using the form of memory to understand painting can always produce results quickly, because it is easiest for everyone to feel familiar.

As soon as the eyes are familiar, I feel that I have seen it somewhere, and then I think about it in my mind, and finally present a specific picture.

Of course, a few days is still too short, that's all, people only look at the paintings, not how to paint.

Even when looking at paintings, they can only draw pictures that they can understand, and they must draw pictures that they have seen from the first perspective of each person.

Nineteen craftsmen, Wang Yang has to paint nineteen paintings, looking at it from everyone's point of view, Rao is Wang Yang is also tired and panicked.

Fortunately, Wang Yang has accumulated a lot of experience when teaching other humans to paint, and he can paint some pictures that everyone has seen, such as some common scenes.

After drawing a few more pictures, Wang Yang stood up, stretched his waist, and planned to do something else, such as grabbing a few spouses to sleep with him.

As a moody tyrant, you must show yourself as the boss in every way, lest everyone think that they have eaten well and grown strong, and they will challenge themselves again.

So every night, he would follow the usual practice and grab a few women to sleep with him, of course, this is a very serious sleep, without any other thoughts.

This time, he and a bunch of men began to surround the woman.

Wang Yang didn't pick first, but stood aside and watched calmly.

A group of tall men surrounded a woman who, in their aesthetic, was so beautiful that they wanted to fight.

Wang Yang immediately walked over, and under the depressed eyes of the tall man and others, he pulled this "beauty" to his side and asked her to sleep with him.

Of course she refused, originally, she didn't mind that, but Wang Yang was not interested in them at all, since she didn't do that, why did she bring us here?

Their group of women are also very depressed, sleeping with Wang Yang every day, and doing nothing, isn't this torture?

She decided to ignore Wang Yang and have fun with others.

Wang Yang didn't pay attention to her, just looked at those men coldly, his eyes full of threats.

The men only felt a chill down their backs, how dare they provoke.

The woman returned to Wang Yang's side angrily, kept looking at Wang Yang's legs, couldn't figure out what Wang Yang wanted to do, and finally thought about it and pounced.

Let's see if you react! (To be continued......)