Back at home, it was already dark, but Bei seemed very excited and insisted on celebrating.

Without waiting for Fengyun to refuse, she ran back to get food.

This time she took a lot of food, a large bag, more than twice as heavy as her body.

Seeing the food, Fengyun's stomach immediately growled.

It seemed to be infected by him, and Bei's stomach also screamed.

Listening to the duet from their stomachs, the two looked at each other and couldn't help laughing.

Driven by hunger, the two of them made food much faster.

In the process of eating, Fengyun also saw the power of swallowing for the first time.

Before, he admired Bei's appetite to the fullest, but now he found that he had become a foodie who was even more terrifying than her.

The food brought by Bei was all eaten.

Most of it went into his stomach, and when counted, the weight was already heavier than his body.

He still showed no signs of being overwhelmed.

He also had a feeling that he could keep eating if he wanted to.

In the process of eating, he also had a pleasant experience that he had not experienced before.

It was as if the stomach had become a furnace, constantly emitting heat.

The heat turned into a warm current that traveled all over his body, as if there were many hands massaging him, very gentle.

It's crispy and numb, and it feels so good.

He knew that this was the effect of swallowing, which accelerated the movement of food, turned it into nourishment and energy to nourish his whole body, improve and enhance his physique.

"Stop!"

After eating the last piece of jerky, Fengyun tried to send a command.

He was very happy with the results.

Swallow immediately ceased to function, which means that he was able to control it completely.

Seeing that the food was all eaten, Bei looked up at Fengyun and asked with concern, "Brother Yun, have you eaten enough?" Do you want me to go back and get some more?"

"I'm full. ”

"Really, didn't Wu say that you need a lot of food to swallow? These are enough? Brother Yun, you don't have to worry. There's still plenty of food at home. You don't have to endure it, you can let it go. ”

Bei apparently thought Fengyun was not telling the truth.

"I didn't lie to you. I was able to control my swallowing, and as long as I let it stop moving, I wouldn't eat much more. ”

"What you say is true?"

"Of course it's true. Think about how hard it is to be hungry. Would I lie on this issue?"

"Well, it's really hard to be hungry. I believe you. ”

Bei showed a sympathetic expression, believing Fengyun's words.

There was no entertainment at night in the primitive tribes, and people also developed the habit of going to bed after dark.

After eating, Bei became sleepy, and his upper and lower eyelids began to fight.

Fengyun sent her back.

He found that her family did have a stock of food, but there wasn't much left.

After Fengyun came back, he found that he was not sleepy at all, on the contrary, he was extremely energetic, and he felt that there would be no problem if he didn't sleep for three days and three nights.

He wasn't surprised by this.

The ability to swallow not only strengthens his physical fitness, but also gives him energy.

couldn't sleep, Fengyun didn't force himself to sleep, and decided to finish what he hadn't done during the day.

Due to a sudden change, the pulp he made was only copied out of a piece of paper.

After about two hours of busy work, the paper was finally finished.

He dehydrated the paper according to the memories of his previous life.

At this time, he was still not sleepy.

Just spread out some huge leaves and flatten them.

He deliberately picked these leaves, which were the size of a table, for one purpose, to use them as tools for drying paper.

The leaves were all laid out, and the dehydration of the paper was almost done.

Fengyun began to try to uncover the stacked papers.

Perhaps because of the first paper-making, the skills were not good enough, and the technique of uncovering the paper was not skilled enough, so a lot of paper was damaged by him, and the rejection rate was quite high.

He wasn't frustrated.

The first time he tried papermaking, the yield was able to reach more than half, and he was already very satisfied.

By the time he had dried all the paper, the light had begun to turn white.

The man was still not sleepy, he simply did not sleep.

He took out a basket from the house, it looked ugly, he copied it according to the basket he saw on TV, but it still worked.

Fengyun walked out of the tribe along a path and into a wood.

He's going to gather food.

In search of spices, he and Bei drilled around the perimeter of the tribe.

In addition to some spices, they have other catches.

The place he was going to this time was one of the gains.

They found a clearing in a thorn bush.

In this clearing grew a plant with large tubers, the large ones were the size of heads, and the small ones were the size of eggs.

Their taste is similar to that of sweet potatoes, cooked, soft, sweet, much better than the taste of hairy pimples, Fengyun and Bei both love it.

It just so happens that their skin is also red, and Fengyun simply calls them sweet potatoes.

Moving away from the thorns that deliberately blocked the passage, Fengyun passed through the thorn bushes and came to the sweet potato field.

Fengyun didn't dig up the sweet potatoes, instead, he began to retreat, lightly and very carefully.

Damn it!

Fengyun retreated and cursed in his heart.

He never expected that the sweet potato field would intrude into an uninvited guest, and it was a very dangerous big guy.

When he entered, it was arching the earth with its long nose.

It looked very much like the boar he remembered.

The only difference is that in addition to its terrifying fangs, it also has an arm-long horn directly in front of its head, which is very sharp and extremely dangerous.

Sharp-horned pigs are fierce by nature and like to attack people actively.

There was once a warrior in the tribe who was impaled through the chest and abdomen by the horns of the horns of the sharp-horned pigs and died.

Although in Wu's mouth, he was already a totem warrior, he knew very well that he was still too far behind a real totem warrior.

So, when he saw the sharp-horned pig that was a lot taller than his body, his first thought was not to fight it, but to retreat.

He took a few steps back, and a gust of wind blew through him, and some of the dead branches fell.

Not good!

Fengyun immediately realized that the situation was not good, and sped up his retreat.

It's still late.

The sharp-horned pig who was arching the earth was alarmed, raised his head, and immediately spotted Fengyun.

Its two eyes immediately glowed with a cold, bloodthirsty glow.

As soon as it lowered its head, its hooves kicked the ground, and the dirt splashed, and it rushed towards the wind and clouds.

The Horned Pig was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he rushed in front of Fengyun, lowered his head, and stabbed him in the chest with his sharp horns.

A strong and fishy wind rushed towards Fengyun, weighing him down.

For the first time, Fengyun felt that death was so close to him.

Airplanes!

He felt a rush of hot blood rush to the top of his head, and his head exploded at once.

Immediately afterward, he noticed that everything had slowed down.

The sharp-horned pig, which used to be as fast as the wind, is now crawling like a snail.

He had heard that in times of extreme danger, everything around him slowed down in the eyes of those in distress.

He didn't believe it, but now he does.

"Help me!"

Fengyun issued a command to the totem on his chest.

Almost at the same time as he gave the order, a high heat exploded in his chest, turning into a stream of hot heat rushing through his body.

These heat currents give him great power.

He felt his strength increase many times in an instant.

Little did he know that the changes that had taken place in him were not limited to that.

His eyes also changed, turning into a pair of golden vertical pupils, radiating an icy glow that was the same as the eyes of the Flame Serpent that had made him pass through.

As soon as the fierce sharp-horned pig's gaze touched his eyes, the crazy bloodlust in his eyes immediately disappeared without a trace, and was replaced by intense fear.

Fengyun's mentality is also changing, and the sharp-horned pig no longer seems to be terrifying in his eyes.

Especially when he caught the fear in the eyes of the sharp-horned pig, a thought went crazy in his mind.

He's going to kill it.

With his foot on the ground, he rushed towards the sharp-horned pig.

He was very fast, and in an instant he rushed in front of the sharp-horned pig.

He leaned sideways to its side and reached out with both hands, one grasping at the sharp horn above its head, the other grasping a thick fang that was sticking out of its lip.

"Up!"

Fengyun let out a loud shout.

With the strength of his arms, he forcibly lifted the sharp-horned pig weighing more than 1,000 catties above his head.

"Go!"

He spun around in place a few times and threw the Horned Pig out of the way.

With a whoosh, the sharp-horned pig flew out more than ten feet away and hit a big tree hard.

The big tree, which was thick enough to hug, was directly broken, and the branches and leaves flew wildly.

The sharp-horned pig was also hit hard, spurting blood from his mouth and nose, and struggling with all his might, but he could not stand on his feet.

Fengyun stepped on the ground with both feet and rushed over, like a gust of wind, and in the blink of an eye, it was close to it.

A pair of golden vertical pupils radiated a cold and merciless light, looking it up and down.

The Horned Pig let out a frightened scream, as if he had seen death.

Ignoring this, Fengyun lifted his foot and kicked it in the stomach.

The Horned Pig let out a terrible scream, raised its head high, and slammed it to the ground.

The luster of the eyeballs quickly dimmed, solidified, and died.

"Whew!"

Fengyun let out a long breath of turbidity, and his eyes returned to normal.

He felt the heat that filled his body like a tidal wave at low tide, and it retreated to his chest.

His legs went limp, and he almost sat on the ground.

The heat receded, and he felt a sense of weakness all over his body.

"Goo-Goo......

His stomach protested, and a fierce hunger rushed over him, drowning him like a tidal wave.

He fought hard and rushed to the sweet potato field among the thorns, munching on it.

When the hunger pangs disappeared, Fengyun was stunned to find that he had turned over the entire sweet potato field, and almost all the sweet potatoes had been eaten by him.

Most of the sense of accomplishment he felt in his heart for killing the sharphorn pig disappeared immediately.

The price paid to kill the sharphorn pig is somewhat large.

According to his estimates, all the sweet potatoes were put away, at least a thousand catties, and now they were all stuffed into his stomach.

Eating more, the effect is also very obvious, the soreness and weakness in the body have completely disappeared, and they are full of vitality.

He rummaged through it and threw some of the fish into the basket, which was less than half a basket.

Carrying the basket behind his back, he grabbed one of the thick fangs of the sharphorn pig and dragged it along.

He found that his strength was much greater, and even if he didn't use the power of the totem, it would not be very difficult to drag the sharp-horned pig, which he would never have been able to do before he became a totem warrior.