Chapter 45: Night Talk

Ba Dadie vs. Iron Shell Kun!

The results are clear.

Although Ba Dadie was poisoned, Iron Shell Kun was still not Ba Dadie's opponent, and a few violent storms were resolved.

"Well, then, the victorious one is the Reservoir Team!"

He Chen felt like he was in prostration.

I've been wearing it for so long, and the first time I've seen evolution, it's two evolutions at a time.

Look at the fat and strong Xiaobai who was raised by him, tsk.

Raising so fat, there is no sign of evolution.

"Yes, yellow worm cubs!"

"Yes, Iron Shell Kun is very good!"

After the end of the game, the tree was originally a little lost and scared, but was surrounded by a group of people to praise.

After all, his performance is quite good.

Primitive people have great respect for the words strength and strength.

He Chen smiled.

The goal has been achieved!

"Next team!"

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One night, a total of six teams, including the farmland team, the orchard team, the pond team, the handicraft team, the collection team, and the miscellaneous work team, fought against each other.

Except for the team leader Mao of the handicraft team, one of the team members was on the team, and the other teams were all on the team leader himself.

"Tomorrow, let's go out together to subdue our Warcraft partners!"

He Chen raised his thin right hand and waved it vigorously.

"Wow, oh!"

The crowd shouted in response.

A large crowd of people noisily entered the fence, excited.

In the past, primitive people had entertainment activities, and they were always busy for one day and then naturally slept at night, and the next day was a busy day.

Although today's competition is very similar to rookies pecking each other, the atmosphere is very warm and everyone is very happy.

"Uncle Mao!"

He Chen stopped Mao who was praising the tree.

"Morning Witch!" "Morning Witch!" โ€ฆโ€ฆ

The people around greeted each other.

He Chen responded with a smile, and then walked up to Mao: "Uncle Mao, come to my house, I have something to ask you." โ€

Mao was supported by two women, but he also had crutches himself, so he handed Ba Dadie to the two women, and then followed He Chen.

Purple and Di also came over with Xiaobai.

He Chen turned around: "What are you doing here?" โ€

He said it to Purple.

"I'll sleep with you."

"Poofโ€”"

He Chen almost vomited blood: "Didn't you say that you only mate when you are in a good adult state?" โ€

"Yes." Purple was a little puzzled: "What's wrong?" โ€

He Chen was sluggish: "Then why are you sleeping with me?" โ€

Purple: "You're fragrant." โ€

He Chen: "It's not ......"

He Chen didn't want to speak.

How did you get in?

"Morning Witch." In front of everyone, Di has always been called He Chenchen Wu: "Chenwu, Ziwu means to sleep with you, and he didn't say to mate with you." โ€

"Uh......"

It seems that this is the truth.

"Huh."

Xiaobai also nodded.

Xiaobai: Dude, the female worm is here.

He Chen was too lazy to pay attention to Xiaobai.

"I'm a woman." Purple replied to Xiaobai very seriously.

Fart.

He Chen rolled his eyes.

"Come on, come along." He beckoned.

Everyone came to He Chen and Di's wooden house together.

"Uncle Mao, how much do you know about my intentions?" As soon as He Chen sat on the haystack, he asked straight to the point.

Hard and hard, ass hurts.

Another day, I should make a bed, a table, a chair, and so on.

Steal some fur and put it on the animal skin, which is beautiful.

But he's a witch, so he can use it directly, so you don't need to steal it.

Uh, but it doesn't seem to be good, it's too extravagant, forget it.

He Chen dispelled his thoughts of extravagance.

Mao didn't rush to answer, but groaned slightly before he spoke: "Chenwu wants the people of the Yellow Worm Tribe to completely become the people of the Green Worm Tribe, right?" โ€

He Chen nodded.

It seems that Mao really guessed!

"Morning Witch's method is very good, but ......" Mao thought about it for a moment, as if in wording: "However, our hatred with the Yellow Worm Tribe may not be so easy to dissolve." โ€

He Chen also knew, but he couldn't let people wrestle, fight hand-to-hand, or get basketball or football out right now.

These methods are the best means for men to vent.

But this is the prehistoric world of elves!

There may be battles all the time, and if you are not familiar with elf battles, but roll up your sleeves and go on your own, manpower is too weak in front of elves.

Using the way of elven warfare can not only eliminate hatred, but although it is very slow, it can always be slowly integrated, especially for the next generation.

At the same time, it can also familiarize everyone with the form of battle, and speed up the progress of He Chen's national subduing plan and national trainer plan.

The Green Worm Tribe can become stronger!

"Uncle Mao, there are also wooden strips about contribution points......" He Chen explained the requirements in detail.

Mao had just heard about the contribution point system by the campfire, and he belonged to one of the few primitive people who could understand it slightly.

The brains of primitive people are too barren, except for eating and mating.

"The contribution points are very good, but Chenwu, aren't you afraid that they will go directly to grab it?" Mao asked.

He Chen smiled and shook his head: "There are Grandpa White Butterfly and Shui Jun here, no." โ€

The value of money is pinned on credit, and credit is pinned on force.

To put it simply, people believe in the currency issued by your morning witch, so they will exchange meat for currency and currency for others.

And Chenwu, you can not be robbed and robbed by others, because there are two big guys behind you.

But speaking of Shuijun......

I'll go, forget about the croaking bubble frog!

I guess I'm still at the edge of the pond with the big murder, right?

He Chen patted his head.

"Uncle Mao, wait a minute, I'll go see my Warcraft partner." He Chen stood up, seemed to think of something, and asked again, "By the way, how is Uncle Mao's tentacle lily of yours?" โ€

"I've recovered, Ziwu said that it will be fine tomorrow." Mao replied.

"Then Uncle Mao, you are waiting here, you can teach Xiao Di something they can contribute, and I will go back when I go."

After that, he went out.

He Chen ran over there and found that the croaking bubble frog was also jumping over this way.

He smiled and hugged the croaking bubble frog: "It's all my fault, there are too many things today." โ€

"Quack."

The croaking bubble frog gently patted He Chen's shoulder.

At this time, the moonlight was bright, and there was silence and darkness all around, and most of the primitive people in the wooden houses had already slept, and only one or two rooms still had sounds.

He Chen looked up at the sky, and there was a breeze blowing from the south.

He felt to the east, in the distant jungle beyond the fence, and the foliage seemed to be more lush than ever.

In the distance, the greenery that represents life is very strong.

"It's really different after the rain, it's verdant and verdant."

The colors over there, green and yellow, swayed slightly in the breeze.

He Chen sighed with emotion, and then walked back with the croaking bubble frog that seemed to be awake but not awake.

Mao and Di were casually chatting about the previous battle, and Zi was listening with his head on the side.

Come back and sit down and put the croaking frog aside.

He Chen asked Mao directly: "Uncle Mao, what do you think are the advantages and disadvantages of contributing points?" โ€

It feels like it's almost twelve o'clock tonight, and it's strange that the child needs to sleep more to grow taller.

Don't grow tall.

"I'm going to get an hourglass or a water drop timer thing in the future."

He said secretly in his heart.

"What are the benefits of contributing points?" Mao was a little confused: "I feel that the contribution points are a little redundant...... Meat and tools, can't you just divide them? โ€

He Chen sighed.

It seems that he is overestimating the brain of primitive man.

"Uncle Mao, let me talk to you." He Chen spoke, and his right hand nodded to Di: "Xiaodi, you can also listen to me, it is beneficial." โ€

The development of the brain should be grasped from a young child.

Therefore, He Chen briefly explained the concept of money, especially about privatization and people's subjective initiative.

This is already seriously beyond the knowledge of the current era!

Di was just a little dazed at first, and then he was even more drowsy after listening, and finally fell asleep directly on the haystack.

Xiaobai fell asleep on his stomach early in the morning.

On the contrary, Mao listened attentively, leaned forward slightly, his eyes widened, and he was obviously listening attentively.

He Chen saw that Mao could understand it, and he spoke very carefully.

It was estimated that it would look like one or two o'clock in the morning, and he finally stopped talking.

Otherwise, it will be a little later, and nothing will be done tomorrow.