"Eat slowly, these are all yours, no one will rob you. ”

Wu sat on the stone bench outside the cave, looked at Lin Luo, who was gobbling up, and said to him with a smile.

"Hmm. ”

Hearing this, Lin Luo nodded vaguely, but the action of swallowing did not stop.

At this time, it had been ten full days since he was summoned by Wu for the first time.

During these ten days, Wu would send soldiers to invite him to the mountain for the first two days, and then simply ordered him to go to the mountain every day to "report".

At the beginning, when he learned that Wu had been summoned again, Lin Luo's heart was full of apprehension, and he thought that his lie had been exposed.

Unexpectedly, after seeing him, Wu kindly pointed to the food held in wide leaves, signaling that he could eat whatever he wanted.

As the highest-ranking existence in the tribe, Wu food is obviously the best in the entire tribe, not only the taste of the barbecue meat is tender, but there are even a lot of sweet and sour wild fruits.

In the face of Wu's sudden opening of the small stove, although Lin Luo had doubts, he quickly devoured it.

There was no way, the jerky he had eaten before was not only difficult to swallow, but the portion was very small, and he could only barely eat five minutes full every day.

Of course, opening a small stove is just a small perk incidentally, and Wu's real purpose is to ask him what is going on in his head after he wakes up from a coma.

At the same time, Zizhu, who was on the side, would also communicate with him and teach him about the world.

In this regard, Lin Luo has been dealing with it carefully, and only talked about some more common natural phenomena, after all, this world has far exceeded his previous imagination.

He still understands the truth that if you say too much, you will lose.

At the same time, Lin Luo was still full of joy in his heart, thinking that Wu was going to train him as a successor.

For this, he was also happy for several days.

It wasn't until Zizhu imparted more and more knowledge and added an extra drink to his Xiaozao recipe that Lin Luo realized that he was wrong.

Based on the knowledge imparted by Zizhu, Lin Luo learned that spirit is the foundation of the tribe's survival in this dangerous world.

In fact, there is no difference between spirit and evil in essence, both of them have a strong power after absorbing a large amount of spiritual power.

The different names are due to the different paths they choose.

Fierce by nature, believing in killing, and wanting to devour everything to strengthen oneself, he calls himself fierce.

Those who are mild-mannered, who wish to coexist peacefully with human beings, and who rely on each other to be strong together, claim to be spirits.

At present, this purple bamboo spirit of the bamboo tribe has a lifespan of more than five hundred years.

About 300 years ago, Zizhu and the ancestors of the Bamboo tribe met and made a covenant of peaceful coexistence.

Since then, the tribe has taken on the name bamboo and settled on this bamboo mountain.

Now, 300 years later, the hills, where no bamboo grows, have become densely covered with bamboo forests.

With Zizhu's help, the strong warriors of the tribe were given totems and became powerful totemic warriors.

And these totem warriors are also constantly hunting fierce beasts to feed Zizhu and make it more powerful.

It can be said that this is a mode of coexistence in which each takes what it needs and relies on each other.

In such a mode, it is inevitable to communicate with each other, so there is the birth of witches.

However, it is not easy to become a witch.

Although spirits possess wisdom that is not inferior to that of humans, they are not human beings after all, and it is obviously not easy for two different species to communicate.

Therefore, the most basic requirement for communion with the Spirit is to be inspired.

The so-called inspiration here does not refer to any creative burst of thought, but is the abbreviation of spiritual perception.

Only a person with spiritual perception can feel the emotional changes of the spirit, and based on this, get along with the spirit day and night for three to five years, and then reach the point of simple communication with the spirit.

As for Lin Luo's situation, Zizhu said that he was forcibly inspired by a powerful spirit, so he had the ability to communicate with the spirit.

In this regard, although Lin Luo looked abrupt on the surface, he knew in his heart that this was not the case at all.

Before, he made up the so-called powerful sense of oppression, just because he felt this feeling from Zizhu, and in order to appear unconscious, he made up a powerful creature similar to a spirit.

As for the real reason for being able to communicate with the spirit, Lin Luo's heart was not very clear, so he could only attribute it all to the crossing for the time being.

Because in his opinion, the communication between spirits and witches is not so much inspiration as the resonance of biological brain waves.

Perhaps it was because after the time travel, the fusion with the original owner's memories had an effect, causing his brain waves to appear mutated similar to forcibly triggering inspiration, so he had such an ability.

However, none of this is important to Lin Luo now.

The important thing is that what Wu and Ling are doing so far is not to cultivate him as the next Wu to be cultivated.

Because, only when the life of the current witch is about to come to an end, the spirit will look for the next inspired witch successor among the children of the tribe.

At present, although the witches of the bamboo tribe are not young, if there are no accidents, there will be no problem at all to live for more than twenty years.

Therefore, at present, cultivating the successor of the next witch is not in the scope of Ling's consideration at all.

"Come, drink this. ”

Looking at Lin Luo, who was still gobbling up, Wu smiled and handed him a bamboo tube.

"Hmm. ”

Lin Luo nodded and took the bamboo tube.

Inside the bamboo tube, a red liquid is contained, and a distinct smell of blood can be smelled.

It was the blood of a diluted Mixed Blood Beast, and three days ago, this specially tailored drink for him had appeared in the daily recipe.

Gollum!

Although the smell of blood was a little unpleasant, Lin Luo still raised his head and poured it into his mouth without hesitation.

Although the blood is diluted, you can still feel a distinct salty smell in your mouth.

After the blood went down his stomach, a hot feeling quickly spread throughout Lin Luo's limbs.

In the blood of the fierce beast, the spiritual power contained in it can strengthen the human body, and at present, with the strength of the bamboo tribe, it is not yet capable of taking out the blood of the pure-blooded fierce beast.

But even though it was a mixed-blood beast, with Lin Luo's current physical condition, it could only be taken after dilution.

The feeling of heat did not last long, and soon weakened into streams of warm currents that continued to swim throughout his body until all the spiritual power contained in it was exhausted.

In the past three days, Lin Luo has adapted to this feeling, and he obviously feels that his body is much stronger than before.

And what the spirit and the witch did were obviously to cultivate him in the direction of a warrior.

However, Lin Luo didn't have much resistance to this.

Now, he also knows that the world is not as simple as he thinks, and there are too many dangers that he could not imagine before.

It may be better to survive in such a world and become a powerful warrior than to become a powerless witch.

At the very least, after becoming a powerful warrior, he will have some ability to protect himself, so as not to end up being slaughtered by others.

And just as Lin Luo was trying to digest and dilute the spiritual power contained in his blood, a totem warrior walked over from a distance.

"Wu, the fox tribe sent someone over and said that there was something to see you. ”

The totem warrior first bowed to the spirit, and then bowed slightly to the witch.

"Fox tribe?"

Hearing this, Wu was a little surprised, and said, "Bring them over!"

"Yes. ”

The Totem Warrior nodded in response.

On the side, after Lin Luo heard this conversation, his face suddenly showed an expression of interest.