"The Great Wilderness?"

"The Great Wilderness Tribe? Sounds cool......"

"Why is it called the Great Wilderness?"

Everyone didn't understand the origin of the name, but they were quite satisfied with the name.

He Chen stood upright, and his voice was low:

"There is a group of people who were born in the great wilderness and rose from ignorance......"

"On this land, under this sky, they cut through thorns and thorns, and braved the wind and waves......"

He thought that he couldn't use the Worm Tribe, because the limitation of the Worm Tribe was that it only had worm attributes.

In his conception, the future Green Worm Tribe, or the Great Wilderness Tribe, must have various types and attributes.

He Chen's eyes were vicissitudes, ready to continue to sensationalize, but ......

"Morning Witch, what is ignorance?"

"That's right! And the Great Wilderness is their Eminem, they are all born in the Great Wilderness? Who is the Great Wilderness? ”

"Why do you want to do it? That thing hurts. ”

Everyone opened their mouths to ask, their eyes puzzled.

Gan.

You're so annoying.

He Chen slapped himself on the face: "It's nothing, in short, the Green Worm Tribe will be renamed the Great Wilderness Tribe in the future, and it's so decided." ”

After saying that, he sat down and drank the broth sullenly.

Thanks to him making up an inspirational story, this group of natives is really annoying.

Everyone doesn't say much more, the name, it's the same whether you change it or not, and you won't lose a piece of meat.

Wu said to change, then change!

And it sounds good, too.

After all, it's big! Everybody likes big prey, big prey, big tribes, big jobs, and so on.

Around the campfire, after everyone is tired, they consume a lot, so they eat more meat.

"Suck-"

Purple sat next to him, her little nose fluttering.

Dee is eating meat well.

The two living treasures of Zhi and Ming seem to be arguing about who killed the big food flowers.

Tsubasa and Ken discuss how to divide the warriors without partners and Ba Da Die.

The flower's aggressive gaze has been aimed at Jian.

Mao looked refreshed and revenged, and hugged his two assistants with a satisfied expression.

……

Looking at the scene in front of him, He Chen felt his heart calm.

This is his tribe, his home.

"Doro~"

Xiaobai also arched him lightly beside him.

Xiaobai: What are you doing, man?

He Chen smiled and touched Xiaobai's hard carapace.

Xiao Bai is estimated to be as tall as he is sitting down, and He Chen is now sure that Xiao Bai is estimated to be an elf with a hegemon-level bloodline.

Through summarization, and the knowledge he gained from other people, He Chen found that the prehistoric elves were different from the later generations.

Like Xiaobai, Dabai, and the Aba monster in the south of the tribe, and the big flower-eating and prelude Haklong in the east.

In terms of body shape and appearance, it is slightly different from later generations.

He Chen divided them into a level in his heart.

The smallest one should be very small, and the one that is smaller than other ordinary elves is counted as a secondary.

Like Grandpa White Butterfly, in terms of body type, it should belong to the ordinary level.

And although those big eclipse flowers are larger than the average ones, they are not very powerful, and they should belong to the elite level.

And the hack dragons like Big White, Little White and Sequence should belong to a better level of overlord.

Of course, Xiaobai's current body size is about the same as Dabai's, and it should be even bigger when he evolves into Ba Da Die.

And that extremely powerful, even Shui Jun and Grandpa White Butterfly are helpless, should be above the overlord level?

Perhaps it should be called ...... King?

He Chen looked at Xiaobai and thought in his heart.

Secondary, Normal, Elite, Overlord, and King, that's how he classifies prehistoric elves so far.

Of course, he also knew that this was just a general division of body size and bloodline, and it had nothing to do with strength.

Just like the normal-level Grandpa White Butterfly can confront the overlord-level existence.

Innate factors are important, but not decisive.

"Doho?"

Xiaobai: Dude?

He Chen came back to his senses, looked at Xiaobai and suddenly became a little curious: "Xiaobai, how did you spin silk?" ”

He hadn't noticed it on the battlefield before, but now he suddenly remembered.

The shell of the iron armor chrysalis is solidified by silk threads, which is very hard, how does Xiaobai spin silk?

"Do-hee, do-hee."

Xiao Bai raised his body slightly, and the protruding part between the two eyes suddenly opened a black opening, a bit like the air conditioning fan on He Chen's car in his previous life.

He Chen suddenly said: "So that's the case." ”

He said, how can a shell spin silk!

It's okay, Mr. Darwin, go back to the coffin first, it's all right.

After everyone finished eating, the people of the hunting party went to sleep first, and they were too tired today.

However, He Chen left two people to keep vigil, one responsible for supervising the tribe and preventing the people of the Yellow Worm tribe from having evil intentions.

The other is keeping watch on Monument Hill to prevent attacks by elves like the Great Flower Eater.

Tonight, He Chen had a rare dreamless dream, and he didn't wake up until about twelve o'clock in the afternoon.

Xiaobai and Di are gone, and they should go for special training.

The croaking bubble frog should exchange feelings in the big murderous place, after all, the water-type eggs seem to be a group?

Purple didn't know where to go.

Stretching, smacking his lips, and touching his empty stomach, He Chen decided to go to lunch first.

It's hot outside.

The people of the hunting team have already gone out, and the wings should intersperse the people of the Yellow Worm Tribe hunting team with the Green Worm Tribe hunting team, and it is estimated that there are four teams that go out together.

It can be expected that today's harvest should be abundant, and of course, the consumption will be great.

According to the usual practice, He Chen had to inspect the territory to determine the situation in each place.

But as soon as he arrived at the farmland, he frowned.

The farmland is growing very well, and even a few pieces of flesh and blood are growing even better.

But......

He Chen walked over, and there were people sitting and resting: "Where is the leader of your team?" ”

The man smiled kindly when he saw He Chen: "Chenwu, the leader of our team has gone out, saying that he wants to find more seeds to plant. ”

He Chen nodded slightly: "In this way, the people of your farmland team will go out of the fence and open up the wasteland in the place where yesterday fought." ”

"Wasteland?"

"Yes, just get a few more pieces of farmland out there."

Because now the farmland is too small!

There are nearly 100 people in the Yellow Worm Tribe, plus the 50 Green Worms, and the fence at the foot of Fengbei Mountain is densely surrounded by wooden houses, and the farmland is like a small flower bed, reduced to decorations.

"Expand your territory out there, cut down more trees, expand the fence outward, and by the way, remember to cut down all the trees, you should know."

He Chen is also afraid of land desertification in the future, but it is impossible to desertify the land in this kind of rainforest at present, so it is good not to flood disasters.

Leave some trees behind, which can also be used as a habitat for green caterpillars and unicorns, the tree on the hill that has broken off.

In the future, there will be more and more elves, and it will always be impossible for them all to live with people.

Moreover, there is a lot of farmland behind, and all kinds of fertilizers will be smoked to death.

Shelter and farmland should still be separated.

After instructing the farmland team, He Chen came to the orchard again.

Halfway up the mountain, a large area of fruit seedlings grows gratifyingly, and spring is suitable for growth, plus the fruit is different from ordinary fruits, and grows faster.

The saplings have been watered with manure and are already more than a meter tall.

"It seems that the orchard needs to be planned as well."

He Chen simply squatted down on the spot, picked up a branch and drew on the ground.

Divide the residential area, farmland area, war zone, and so on.

But just as he was about to think about it, someone called him.

"Morning Witch! Mao is ready! Wooden strips! ”

He Chen raised his head, and the person who called him was Mao's two assistants and the woman.

"Done?"

He Chen's eyes lit up, he stood up and ran with her to Mao's cave.

Outside the cave there is still a large stone pot with all kinds of vines and bark boiled in it, and there are many straw sandals hanging outside the house, and the smoke near the entrance of the cave is very poisonous.

The rocky and grass-based tentacle lily looked intoxicated in the smoke.

He Chen stopped when he came to the outside of the cave.