After Wu Lai rescued people and Ruan Yuequan's fans, the five-person group stayed in the Wind Tribe for two days and thoroughly explored the situation of this mixed tribe. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Yes, the Windwind Tribe is a very harmonious mixed tribe. Although the hunting team is composed of werewolves, the tribal witch doctor is an owl man, and there are only three women, let alone a wolf clan, except for the bunny girl named Julie, and two cat girls.

This made Yan Zhuang very satisfied, but he was out of the racial consciousness of the beast, and when the werewolf saw the rabbit girl, he would only drool with admiration, and he would not want to taste it.

Although the total population of the entire Wind Tribe is only 37 people, because the hunting team is all wolf clans with tacit understanding, the strength in this jungle is already quite good.

But this is good, but relatively speaking, the winter is still just as dry and hungry.

Yaze led the team to hunt every day, and when he came back, he was all left to eat the seas, and he was busy storing the fat for the winter, and he didn't want to think about it, they were not pure animals, where was the reason for hibernation?

After observing for two days and discovering that they did not have any means of storing food, and that most of the salt needed for their bodies was drawn from the blood of their prey, Yan Zhuang, who could not swallow it, decided to seize power.

On a sunny morning, the five stopped Asawa as he was out hunting, and tied him to the witch doctor's house despite his struggles.

"Big brother, we are here on a mission, and we really don't have time to mess around with you."

Yawning, Yan Zhuang spread out a map of animal skins on the ground, on which was a detailed topographical map of a hundred miles. He hadn't been idle in the past two days, taking advantage of the convenience of the ghost body and Ruan Yue's directional prophecy to draw this special map for the rise.

"The location of the Wind Tribe is here." Pointing to the lower left corner of the map, Yan Zhuang said in an incomprehensible tone: "I don't understand why you chose this place as a tribal territory, but I tell you very clearly that we have to move the place." ”

The treehouse area of the Swift Wind Tribe has no other benefits other than the fact that there are no other large tribes around, and there are plenty of small and medium-sized prey. The terrain is difficult to defend and easy to attack, there is not the slightest geographical advantage to speak of, and there are no necessary resource points nearby, so he really has no pressure to abandon it.

Seeing that the two of them didn't seem to care much about moving a place, Yan Zhuang breathed a sigh of relief, and pointed to the center of the map in a soothing tone: "We have to move the tribe here." ”

"This is a stone mountain with nothing, huh? What are you doing there? "Sharp combat instincts made it easy for Yasawa to read the map and overlap it with the actual terrain.

He was familiar with the place, it was an ordinary mountain, because most of the mountains were rocky, even the plants did not grow very well, and there were very few medium-sized prey.

There is a small river at the bottom of the mountain, but you can't fish in the winter when it freezes, so what are you going to do there?

"Of course, it's the past winter!"

Screaming indignantly, Yan Zhuang glared at the witch doctor and said, "You should know which way the winter wind blows, and digging a cave on the leeward side is enough for you to live." ”

"There are also natural hot springs near the top of the mountain to protect against the cold, so you can have less hunger and cold, right?"

"In addition, the top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, the unobstructed ventilation effect is good, the food is refrigerated, pickled and dried, anyway, the place doesn't need money, isn't it enough to eat for several years just by tossing it?"

"The most important thing is that opening a cave here is easy to defend and difficult to attack, so it is good to transform and set traps, and reserve combat materials in advance, even if other tribes know that you have food, don't think about it so easy to fight the autumn wind."

After two days of discussion, the five-person group was most worried not about food, but about the strength to protect it. Although the new humans have no superfluous thoughts, they are also not morally constrained.

Grab when you are hungry, for them it is as natural as a wolf eating a sheep. The sparsely numbered Wind Tribe is completely like the granary of a large tribe.

"It's okay to change places, but the food is ......"

The witch doctor slammed his mouth, realizing that the fate of their tribe would change dramatically, but for a moment he was confused.

"You don't have to worry about how to store your food, just follow him when the prey comes back." Yan Zhuang pointed to Xiao Rui, with him as a chef, bacon, cured meat, kimchi, sausages, and preserved fruits are definitely at your fingertips.

He continued: "There are too few of you, and now the priority is to get me saltpeter and charcoal to burn, and we have to make the explosives first. ”

"Saltpeter, explosives?"

Hearing two new terms, Yaze and the witch doctor were already in a state of listening to the heavenly book.

"Saltpeter is this."

Handing over the natural saltpeter that he found in the spare time, Yan Zhuang said calmly: "You knock this thing into small pieces, bring one piece on each person, compare and look for it, and get it back when you see the same." ”

There are many natural saltpeters in nature, generally in dry soil, caves, and rock surfaces, although the purity is average, but the yield is very large.

Originally, Yan Zhuang didn't want to say the formula of the formula of the explosives, after all, this is really the development of modern weapons, and I don't know if it will be sealed by the Doomsday Lord God as a BUG.

However, the number of people in the Storm Tribe is too small, and if there is no explosives to open the mountain, it is estimated that they will not be able to live until next year by digging holes with their claws.

What's more, in the barbaric era when there were no cold weapons, with explosives, a strategic material with the highest lethality, they could have a sense of security as unarmed.

Stunned to take the saltpeter sample, Ya Ze was in a trance and huddled with the witch doctor, this strong man who crisscrossed the jungle, in front of the five-person group, actually felt inferiority and embarrassment that he had never felt before.

Everything Yan Zhuang said just now made him feel an abyssal gap, and this gap cannot be shortened in a short period of time.

However, after all, he is a strong man who abides by the law of the jungle, and he only lowered for a while before he excited: "If we can really have food in winter, does that mean that we don't need to take the female ** out this year?" ”

"That's right!" The witch doctor also slapped his thigh and said excitedly: "Not only do you not have to take the female ** out, maybe you can bring back a few more females who can give birth to at the winter festival!" ”

"It's good, only with ideals can you be motivated." Clapping his hands and standing up, Yan Zhuang looked at the two of them and said, "For the sake of females, Yaze, you will work hard to hunt from today onwards, and you don't have to worry about wasting food." ”

"As for the witch doctor......

Turning his head to look at Wu Lai, he asked, "Do you know Chinese medicine?" Do we want to prepare some common medicines? ”

"Brother, I'm a veterinarian, a Western doctor! In addition to wolfberry, Chuanbei, Ganoderma lucidum, ginseng and other abortions, what else can I know?! Wu Lai said with an unhappy face.

"Alas, let's think together, we have prepared everything we can prepare, and we may use it when we can."

Yan Zhuang looked at the jungle that had begun to fall leaves, and said melancholy: "We are now really poor and white, surrounded by strong enemies, precarious, and everything has to start from scratch......