"The gods guided me to learn how to kill the mighty Tyrantmane bear with a single cartone. It led me to make wooden whistles that attracted thousands of bighorn deer. Now, it is still the guidance of the gods, who let me know how to kill the monsters in the sea, and the people in the stockade can now get the sea water and enough salt when it is safe. ”

"If we can't get the salt, our hard work today will be in vain. If the meat is not marinated, it will not be left until tomorrow winter anyway. We will still be in the same situation as we are now. Stuck in the house all day hungry, the mountains outside are full of hungry beasts. Bighorn deer are very shrewd, they are deceived today, and it will be difficult to catch them next year in the same way. Will we have enough food to survive the winter? Or do you continue to kill the old people and children in the stockade until the last one, as it is now? ”

"We can get seawater, but it's too little. This year there are many people alive in the village, the women are not sold, and by next spring, they will give birth. At this rate, the number of people in the stockade will only increase. At that time, there will simply not be enough salt water from the seashore, and we will still have to face the same problems as we do now. ”

The three leaders fell silent. The difference is that the old priest's face is full of thought when his upper body is slightly deflected to the side; The hunting captain Yonggang was a little eager to try, and his state gradually became excited with Tianhao's words; The leader, Fu Song, lowered his head, his shoulders sank, and the whole person sat there motionless, not knowing what he was thinking.

"We have to control the area by the sea, and only then can we get salt." Tianhao tried to use words that could be understood by his peers in this wild era: "We can get more benefits." There are fish in the sea, and in autumn and winter, we can hunt animals that crawl around on the ice and never go hungry again. ”

The old priest broke out of silence. He straightened up, with the calmness and wisdom of an older man: "Tell me about your plan. ”

The hunting captain Yonggang was a little anxious, and his perspective was different from that of the old priest: "Ah Hao, those monsters in the sea are not tyrannical bears, they are very dangerous. If you blindly do it, you will die a lot. ”

The firelight illuminated half of Tianhao's side face, and the young and confident smile was his handsome foil: "Don't worry!" As long as I do what I say, no one will die. ”

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Mist shrouds the vast mountains, hiding all the peaks in the depths of the fog that cannot be seen by the human eye. The dark blue ridge winds down from the clouds, and it is covered with black pine forests and coniferous oak, as if a slender girl is wearing an oversized blouse that she has stolen out of nowhere, and her breasts are not visible, and her waist is tightly hidden, leaving not even the slightest basis for you to form a wonderful fantasy in your mind.

Standing on the huge rock, Tianhao raised his head, his eyes slightly closed, and greedily breathed in the cold air that swept past the leader.

Panshi Village is like a huge open manure pit, and everywhere is filled with a disgusting stench. Honorary titles such as "Healthy City" can never intersect here. Open defecation has become a habit for all Panshizhai villagers. There is no paper, and there are no leaves in winter, so the villagers clean their anuses directly with their fingers, and then grab a few handfuls in the snow next to them, and melt the snow with the warmth of their palms to wash away the dirt.

There is no such thing as washing your hands before eating. Every time he saw the yellow banana-like strips of ice everywhere in the stockade, Tianhao had the urge to grab the ears of those who casually took off their pants and excreted on their ears, kicked them in the ass, and asked them to clean up the whole village.

He was somewhat glad that he had survived in the culture chamber in a cellular state for so long. If it were a human being who was particular about the civilized era, he would definitely not be able to survive in this filthy environment. Even if you don't starve to death because of lack of food, you can get sick and die from a filthy bacterial infection.

Whenever this happens, Tianhao misses the laboratory in his memory. If he had all kinds of equipment in his hands, he really wanted to catch a few villagers and come over to dissect them, carefully study the physiological characteristics of these guys, and he would not let go of even the tiniest genes.

They are certainly very different from the humans of the civilized era.

Science...... Hehe, I seem to be thinking too much. There are many questions at hand: how to fill your stomach; how to survive this cold winter; How do I kill the monsters in the sea and get salt?

These questions are undoubtedly much more urgent and realistic than the absence of science.

On the issue of "shaving the head", Tianmad used to be very stubborn. But he's a man who is easily influenced. The younger brother, who was originally cowardly and lazy, suddenly became a stranger to him, and for the first time, Tianmad saw the "wisdom power" that he despised and even disdained. He admires the strong, especially the Tyrant Mane Bear with a small soft backbone...... The gods testify that even the warriors of large tribes cannot take on such a ferocious beast alone. This means that his younger brother Ah Hao already has a strength far beyond that of the tribal warriors.

The use of poison is a means of indiscriminateness. Tianmad knew that Tianhao did not use poison. Subconsciously, he developed a closeness to his brother that he had never felt in his life. In particular, after using the wooden wind whistle as bait to lead the herd of giant horned deer into the valley trap and let the whole village get enough food reserves to survive the cold winter, he was completely convinced of Tianhao, and began to follow Tianhao's example, clumsily cutting off the excess hair, shaking off the dirty leather robe on his body in front of the fire, and burning the blood-sucking lice alive.

"Hao, it's ready, when are we going to start?" Tianmai, who was a head taller than Tianhao, was very excited, and he kept rubbing his hands, eager to try.

It is a gentle slope that gently submerges into the sea from top to bottom. Huge mountain cliffs in the distance are hundreds of meters high, and there are continuous black pine forests everywhere. Without the sunny beaches of the poem, the northern sea in the distance is frozen by ice, bounded by black cliffs, the ice becomes broken, and continues south, melting into a sea between ink blue and black.

The natural environment here clearly harbors deep ill will towards humans. The cliffs that connect to the sea have to be reached by a long detour. The nearest straight line to the village is blocked by cliffs, a natural barrier that separates the village from the sea, and the villagers have only two ways to get water: either go further north and bypass the cliff; Either take the most convenient shortcut and head straight to the gentle slope by the sea.

For the villagers of Panshi Village, salt is precious. Of course, they knew how to boil seawater to become salt, but they had to leave the stockade and travel dozens of miles north along the rugged mountain road, climb the huge bare mountain beams, tie the barrel with rattan ropes, throw it into the sea, and then pull the barrel filled with seawater up with all his might.

This work can only be carried out in the summer. In winter, the sea below the cliffs freezes and is full of ice.

It's not that no one thought of taking firewood to the top of a cliff to light boiling water and then returning with boiled salt. It's dangerous to do so, and fierce beasts can sprang up from the depths of the jungle at any time, and like humans, they never miss an opportunity to hunt.

In every respect, the gentle slope to the south, which connects to the sea, is in a good environment. Tianhao read the host's memory, and took his subordinates to explore the area around the village before, he felt that the reason why the sea here did not freeze should be because there was an undersea volcano nearby, which caused the sea temperature in this area to be high. In the ancient era of civilization, it was an extremely rare ice-free port in cold regions.

A warm environment is good for humans, and it also attracts giant creatures that also like warmth.

The story of "there are monsters in the sea" has been circulating in the rock village. It's not a concocted lie, and it's not a fantasy scene that you can see in a movie theater with popcorn in your hand. In order to give the food a salty taste, at least hundreds of villagers paid for it. Descending from the top of the gentle slope, the part of the sea that is 200 meters away is the forbidden area. Humans and animals, once they enter, they will surely die.

"It was a huge fish, as tall as a mountain. It jumped out of the sea, grabbed Ah Kun's head in one bite, and dragged the whole person down. ”

"Ah Song was unlucky, he had already filled the sea water in a wooden barrel at that time, and if he wasn't greedy, he would have had time to turn around and run. But he slipped and tripped over the rope of the barrel, and the monster of the sea bit the rope and pulled him down, and we watched from the shore, and we didn't even have a chance to throw our guns. ”

"That monster is so fierce that it gnawed Ah Liang in two in one bite, leaving only two legs."

Traveling long distances to get sea water is nothing compared to a horrific death.

This problem has plagued Panshizhai for hundreds of years, and the specific time can no longer be verified. The fear of death is so clear that horrific stories from below the surface of the sea have been passed down for generations. The old priests and chieftains had not tried to solve the problem, but even they were helpless.

Fu Song stood on the side of a rock in the safe area, staring at Tianhao with his back to him with a complex and emotional gaze. He muttered to himself in a deep voice: "I really hope Ah Hao can do this." If we kill that monster in the sea, we will have salt to eat in the future. ”

Yonggang held a throwing gun in his hand, he kept grinding back and forth on the tip of the metal spear with a rough grinding stone, his eyes swept over Tianhao's shoulder, he glanced at the calm black sea, and said slowly but firmly: "Ah Hao will do it." ”

The source of confidence was the previous hunting of the Bighorn herd.

The old priest stared intently at Tianhao's back, as if he wanted to see him through alive. His voice sounded like a moan mixed with sighs: "There is a need for a new "hundred heads" in the stockade, and being young has the advantage of being young...... Let him do it! ”