He Chen ran up the mountain, and some people were digging pits to bury the bodies.

He slowed down.

He searched everywhere, a total of a dozen people in the hunting team, this time five died, and two ordinary people died.

This is actually a rare victory, you must know that their opponent is an overwhelming community of flowers.

Fortunately, their Ba Da Butterfly is restrained by the grass elves, and fortunately they have the help of Shui Jun and Grandpa White Butterfly.

However, no amount of success can bring back the lives lost.

He came to a grave where the earth was buried.

He still remembers that the two brothers, Sand and Tu, helped him catch the big murder on his first hunting trip, and helped him transport it back.

The two brothers, Sha and Tu, are very simple, and they do all the dirty work of the hunting team.

And so he died.

Also buried were the earthy Bada Butterfly.

"Ugh."

He Chen was a little sad.

Di is not there, Purple is not there, and Xiaobai is also in the house.

There was no one to talk to, so he sat down on the spot.

The soil of the tomb was filled in, and there was no small dirt bag like the tomb in He Chen's previous life.

Touched the tombstone.

Cold, rough, angular.

It's actually just a stone.

He Chen could predict that there would be many more such stones here in the future, dotting the entire Fengbei Mountain.

"Uncle Tu, go in peace, I will protect the tribe."

He was in a low mood.

In the middle of the night, he got up and walked towards Grandpa White Butterfly's cave.

In the cave, Grandpa White Butterfly and Shui Jun are sleeping, and the croaking bubble frog is guarding the door of the cave.

The tree at the entrance of the cave was broken in the previous skill collision, and the wood was transported down the hill to make a wooden house, with only a jagged stump in its place.

He Chen looked down the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain, everyone built wooden houses around Fengbei Mountain, and the outside of the wooden houses was fenced, which looked vibrant.

He turned and walked into the cave.

"Grandpa White Butterfly." He Chen said softly.

Grandpa White Butterfly and Shui Jun woke up one after another.

"Cub, what's wrong?"

Grandpa White Butterfly's voice is always so kind.

"Grandpa White Butterfly......"

He Chen didn't know whether to speak or not, but he had come here, and he had to speak.

"Grandpa White Butterfly, the two tribes merged, and it is not appropriate to call it the Green Worm Tribe again."

The Green Worm Tribe is the name originally set by the Spirit Witch and Grandpa White Butterfly, which has a special meaning.

But now after the tribes merge, it is not appropriate to call it the green worm tribe, and it is not conducive to the integration of the tribes.

Only a relatively moderate, no special representative color of the tribe name can be called, for example, the insect tribe was like this back then, by the integration of various parts of the insect system, so it is called the insect tribe.

"Uh-huh......" Grandpa White Butterfly muttered.

He Chen waited for an answer.

He knew that Grandpa White Butterfly must have a deep affection for the Green Worm Tribe, after all, he had lived here for a long time, and he still had the original promise.

Still, he hopes to change his name.

In addition to those reasons just now, if nothing else, it was that after He Chen merged other tribes, the feeling of saying that he was the "Green Worm Tribe" and saying that he was the "No. 1 tribe in the world" was different.

The former is obviously a tribe with only one kind of elf, the green worm, and the latter has more than one kind of elf when he hears it.

There are also people who have great names for the Mighty Currents.

"Can ......"

Grandpa White Butterfly sighed: "The spirits are dead, and there is no point in me guarding them." ”

He Chen nodded.

The previous preface said that his teacher Lingwu had already left, and if he left, he would be dead, so ......

Wrong!

He Chen suddenly reacted: "Grandpa White Butterfly, the spirit witch may not be dead yet!" ”

Gan.

When primitive people say that a person is dead, they will only say that they are dead, and they will not say anything like He Chen in his previous life, saying "gone", walking very peacefully, and so on.

"Grandpa White Butterfly, what Brother Xu said is that the spirit witch is gone, not that the spirit witch is dead!"

Only then did He Chen discover the problem.

"Then you ......" Grandpa Bai Die's originally low voice became a little high-pitched: "Why did you say ......?"

Gan!

I thought they were talking about that "gone"!

"I misunderstood." He Chen was embarrassed.

"So, the spirit is really not dead yet?" Grandpa Bai Die's tone became slightly excited.

"I don't know about this." He Chen thought about it for a moment.

He guessed that Ling should be like her father "worm", with special powers, so he lived a long life.

Grandpa Bai Die calmed down: "Change your name......"

However, Grandpa White Butterfly's eyes became erratic.

It muttered, "Spirit...... Why didn't you come to see me for so long? Have you forgotten the little white butterfly......"

He Chen felt sad when he heard it.

Hey, that's not right......

"That...... Grandpa White Butterfly ......" He Chen scratched his head: "I heard Brother Xu say, is the spirit witch ...... That one...... Isn't it a road idiot? ”

"It's just that you don't know the direction and get lost when you go out."

Grandpa White Butterfly's body stiffened.

"Right...... The spirit is what you call a 'road idiot'. Grandpa White Butterfly nodded.

It seems that it has also thought of it, and the spirit witch may not recognize the way home!

"No, I'm going out to find her!" As he spoke, Grandpa White Butterfly shook his only wing, wanting to fly.

However, the red light of the boulder beneath him was linked to him, making it impossible for him to get out of it.

"I'm going...... I'm going to find her! ”

Shui Jun stood up, not knowing what to say, and the croaking bubble frog also looked curiously at the white butterfly grandfather, who was different from usual.

"Grandpa White Butterfly, I can't find the spirit witch when I go out now." He Chen hurriedly persuaded:

"Instead of going out aimlessly looking for the spirit witch, it is better to wait here for her to come back, otherwise if she finds her way back and you go out after she comes back, will she think that you have broken your promise?"

Grandpa White Butterfly stopped struggling: "Yes...... The cub was right...... I'm going to wait here for her ......."

After speaking, it raised its head and looked at He Chen: "Cub, you are a witch, you can decide everything, I believe in you." ”

Meaning, whether it's the name or something else, it can be decided by He Chen.

He Chen was a little moved: "Okay! ”

……

Back to the tribe down the mountain, planting and watering the planting and watering, building wooden houses and building wooden houses, and flowers and several women running back and forth one wooden house after another, carrying wound medicine in their hands.

A handful of members of the hunting party were sitting sentry on a wooden roof, with butterflies perched on their heads.

The stone house where the jerky was stored was destroyed, so there are still some people who are carrying the jerky.

Originally, the people of the Yellow Worm Tribe couldn't help but be a little envious when they saw the dried meat reserves of the Green Worm Tribe.

Although their number is large, their consumption is also large, and there are not so many dried meat to store.

Moreover, the green worm tribe can also grow tree fruits and other things to eat, which is really the envy of them.

But now they're a tribe, so things can be shared together in the future.

Some of the Yellow Worm tribe even felt that their mood had improved.

"Wu! Morning Witch! Look at this! "Zhi came over with a yellow-green thing in his hand.

He Chen took a closer look, and his face turned cold.

Mouth dumb flowers!

It's just a comatose past a dull flower.

When he saw this thing, he was upset and wanted to cut it.

"Morning Witch, do you want to use it as a slave too?" Zhizhi's eyes lit up: "We also found some small man-eating flowers there, which are stupid flowers." ”

He Chen's eyes also lit up.

Oh, yes! He was the one who liked elves before, but now why did he forget it?

Isn't it okay for elves to be used as slaves? Those who are close are partners, and those who hate are slaves.

"Good!" He Chen nodded: "Uncle Zhi, aren't you feeding those two little Lada?" By the way, you lock up these nerd flowers and trumpet buds, and then command them to do things! ”

He remembered the smuggling flowers and trumpet buds that had devoured flesh and blood on the earth's body before, and the hatred in his heart was undiminished.

You must squeeze these man-eating elf slaves fiercely!

A cold light flashed in He Chen's eyes.

Zhi was in a hurry to hand over a group of people to go out outside the city to clean up the battlefield.

"That's right! Uncle Zhi, get a few pieces of flesh and blood from the big food flowers outside. ”

He Chen thought about it, maybe the crops could grow better on the land that had been watered by the flesh and blood of the Great Eater?

……

At night, by the campfire.

Now there are a lot more bonfires, and everyone from the Yellow Worm tribe is here.

Fortunately, I can sleep in the wooden house when I am squeezed, and the food is temporarily sufficient.

He Chen took advantage of the fact that everyone got together and announced the decision to change his name.

"Name change? All right! ”

"Why did you change your name?"

"Why don't you call it the Green Worm Green Chrysalis White Butterfly Tribe?"

The crowd discussed.

He Chen was speechless.

Fortunately, he didn't let these barbarians name him, otherwise archaeologists would feel ashamed when they saw it in the future.

"I've got a name in mind!"

He Chen thought in his heart.

Everyone turned their gaze away in unison.

"Names of the Tribe......"

"The Great Wilderness!"