Chen Chao looked at the two people in front of him curiously, one of them was too young, and the other was okay, but it could only be said that he had just passed the prime of life, but the two of them were not very strong types, and they were even a little thin.

Could this be the leader of the Tree Tribe and the witch? It seems that the age trend of the tree tribe is getting younger.

The leader of the tree tribe is called the tree, which has been passed down, and the witch is also called the witch, and they don't have a specific name before they become the leader and the witch.

In the dream, they are leading their tribesmen to carefully harvest the ears from a rice plant and sprinkle them on the swamp.

There was more rice on the small dirt bags in the swamp, but no one walked over them.

Then, as soon as the picture turned, the rice grew from the swamp to the shore, to the forest, and to the bottom of their bamboo huts.

The boy and the older man saw the rice all over the ground and hugged each other happily, and the clansmen hugged each other and cheered.

It seems that this should be a dream about a good harvest.

The scene suddenly changed, and the two of them were in a jungle again, and they were leading the hunting party of the tribe to run wildly, and something terrible seemed to be chasing them behind them.

In the end, the two of them, who couldn't run, accidentally fell to the ground, and could only watch the clansmen who fell behind being eaten by those horrible things.

They couldn't run anymore, so they could only pick up the fallen leaves on the ground, hoping that they could use them to drive away the horrible things.

Chen Chao looked through the eyes of the two and found that it should be an ape, but he didn't know exactly what type it was.

In the end, the two who returned to the tribe alone hugged and cried with the others.

It seems that this should be a dream about a failed hunt.

The two of them cried and walked up to their own bamboo house, only to find a strong man with an animal skin wrapped around his waist standing in the bamboo house.

The two of them were not surprised at all, as if they had known each other for a long time.

They followed the man to the edge of the bamboo forest, and watched as a strange handful appeared out of thin air in his hand.

It was so sharp that the strong man used it to cut down an old bamboo, and they couldn't remember even several.

Then they helped the strong man to drag the bamboo to the edge of the swamp, and watched the strong man tie up the bamboo with vines and put it in the swamp.

They knew that many of their people had never come back to pick rice in the swamp.

It was a land of demons, and no one could escape from the mouth of the demons.

Seeing that the strong man stepped on the bamboo, and was about to go to the swamp with a bamboo in his hand, they hurriedly tried to stop it, gesticulating that they couldn't go to that place, they would die.

But the strong man pulled them up to the bamboo, and the three of them went to the center of the swamp.

The two hugged each other tightly on the bamboo, not daring to open their eyes at all, and it was a long time before they felt a pat on their shoulders.

Wow, they're floating in the swamp!

The young leader was very curious, he pointed to the bamboo under his feet and asked curiously, "What is this?" ”

"Bamboo raft." The strong man replied.

The boy didn't understand what he was talking about, how it was not at all different from the local dialect of his own tribe.

The strong man repeated, "Bamboo raft." ”

They watched as the strong man reached out and carefully held the seeds of the weeds in the palm of his hand, and then rowed the bamboo to collect all the seeds of the weeds in the swamp, and finally because there were too many, he took off the animal skin on his waist to put it on.

The young man looked at the strong man's animal skin with envy, the animal skin in their tribe was too old and broken, even he, the leader, did not have a new animal skin, no way, there was a very terrible thing in this mountain, they had not caught large prey for a long time.

You can only find small animals near the tribe or in the bamboo forest, which may not be enough for food, let alone for clothing.

After collecting the seeds of the weeds, the strong man also rowed a bamboo raft and led them to the other side of the swamp, and they watched him pick up the fruit on the ground and take a bite, and they did the same.

"Click." It's crunchy, it's sweet and sour, it's delicious.

The strong man went ashore, and they returned to the bamboo forest together. The strong man was still looking for bamboo this time, but some of the ones he was looking for this time were much thinner, not as thick as his wrists.

After the strong man found two bamboos, he picked up some stones from the ground with sharp ends, but he didn't seem to think they were suitable.

He went to the woods where they lived, searched for a while on the ground, and picked up a longer stick, and by the way picked up a stone with only one pointed end, and the strong man seemed to be satisfied this time.

With the stick and the stone, a thin vine suddenly appeared in the strong man's hand, and they watched as he pulled the top of the stick a little apart, then stuck the stone in it, and tied them together with vines.

The strong man just threw it lightly, but they seemed to hear a "poof" sound, ran forward, and found that the kind of thing they were most afraid of was actually stabbed to death by a wooden stick of the strong man.

Only then did they react, looking at the strong man in awe, and the elderly man asked, "Who are you?" Where are you from? ”

The strong man smiled and pointed to the sky.

And in Chen Chao's consciousness, there was a burst of soft and friendly electronic voices, "The number of hosts bound is +1."

+1 number of host binders

Binding progress +1+1+1+1 +1+1+1+1...

Bind progress +10, randomly trigger the generation of 10,000 rice seeds.

Chen Chao opened his eyes and looked at a large bag of animal skins that appeared out of thin air next to him, and after opening it, it was indeed the wild rice seeds that he had just collected in the swamp and in the dream of the leader of the Tree Tribe and Wu.

In the Tree Tribe, the young leader Tree and the middle-aged witch woke up at the same time, they looked at each other in a daze, and they both pointed to the sky at the same time.

They confirmed one thing, and that was that they had the same dream just now!

The two of them suddenly woke up the whole tribe as if they were crazy, and the witch ran to the edge of the swamp, and the young leader Shu also brought a lot of meat that he had been reluctant to eat before, and filled some water with a bamboo tube, put in some rice, and then covered the bamboo tube with mud and put it into the fire to burn.

The witch began to dance on the edge of the swamp, slicing his palm with a sharp stone, smearing blood on his face.

Originally, he didn't need it, but after so many years, they finally proved the existence of God, finally got the revelation of God, and finally won the favor of God.

God sent the church to tell them how they got through the swamp, how they got the weeds that went deeper, and told them that on the other side of the swamp there was an abundance of fruit. It also taught them how to deal with that terrible thing, and what they feared so much was vulnerable to what God had made!

The young leader Tree struggled to recall the pronunciation of the oracle in his dream, and he muttered to himself at first.

It must be the language of God...

The tree bowed his head and repeated it several times before he roared, his face hideous, mad and reverent.