Until the road, Cheberkeley did not get the axe. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

The giant bear, Dalmont, walked ahead, carrying a huge backpack that could fit the whole of Cheberkeley into it. Empty-handed, she walked in the middle humming a tune, which was not like logging, but like going on an outing.

With a full stomach full of suspicion, Cheberkeley opened the cloth bag, which was a wooden box and a wooden tube filled with water, and the wooden box contained some golden corn tortillas, took a piece and put it in his mouth and bit it, and there was actually meat filling, which immediately moved Cheberkeley to tears, Nana, you are so good to me.

As we ate, we walked and finished eating, and we arrived at the logging site, which was a flat woodland with a stream flowing through it.

The bear put down his backpack and pulled it out like a trick, most of them were bottles and jars made of clear crystal, and some gray-black pots and pans. Don't look at the other people's tall horses, the movements are really unambiguous, light and accurate, and they are quickly formed into several different equipment groups.

These things are not worth a few dollars each, and the key is how to make the crystal into all kinds of shapes that are both thin and weird. I can't see that the craftsmanship level of this wild tribe is so high, if you bring a few of their craftsmen back......

Cheberkeley's fantasy was not over, and Bai Liana had already returned with a large number of fruits of various colors: "Cheberkeley, you separate these fruits by color, is it okay?"

"Of course! but ...... Aren't you going to cut down wood? and you want to make so much fruit and jars and jars?"

The girl sneered, "Let me show you a different way to cut wood." Let's do it. ”

Cheberkeley was confused and did so.

There is no technical content in sorting the fruits, and Belliana has already selected a sample of each of them, and he divides them by type. Beryana ran twice more in a row, and all kinds of fruit were piled up into a small knoll. Then she ran to Dalmont, and the two of them pointed to the trees in front of them, and then scratched around the ground with small twigs, muttering at a loss.

After a while, the two stood up, Darmont set up a cauldron, gathered firewood and began to boil water, while Bai Liana took yellow, blue, green, red, black and white stones from his backpack, and set up a six-pointed star circle to inject mana.

The circle is very small, and when it is opened, there are thin six-colored pillars of light rising from the six-color stones, of which the red, black, and white colors are very short and relatively stable, the yellow color is relatively long, and the blue and green colors are the longest, up and down.

Bai Liana took out a wooden ruler, unfolded it, and turned it into a long ruler, and stood next to the six-colored pillars of light, carefully examining the length of the pillars of light, and after each measurement, she wrote down the numbers.

The girl's expression was cautious and focused, and Cheberkeley had a question mark on his stomach, but he did not dare to ask rashly.

By the time she had written the last line of numbers, the water in the cauldron was boiling, and Dalmont came up with a scale and motioned for Cheberkeley to weigh the sorted fruits, and before each one was weighed, he set a scale and showed it to Cheberkeley.

The two worked together perfectly, one lifting the scales, the other neatly swinging the weighing pan with his hands and feet, and soon, each fruit was more or less selected, and Dalmont poured them into the cauldron and began to stir them with a thick branch.

The sweet smell of boiled fruit fills the air.

Dalmont's physical strength was indeed good, and he kept stirring for more than half an hour, until all the fruit was boiled and stirred into a thick pot of mush. During this time, he asked Chebock to fill the barrel with a scale three times, and each time he had to personally confirm that the scale was allowed to be poured in.

Finally, he placed a barrel painted red on the bottom of the pot, unplugged the bottom of the pot, and the thick pale green gum flowed into the barrel, and then he placed the barrel far away, sprinkled some unknown gray powder in it, and ran away.

Cheberkeley watched in amazement, as a large amount of white gas rose from the barrel, accompanied by a violent snort, and all the flowers and plants shrouded in white gas withered, and finally turned into charred and burned by fire!

What is this, a poison made by a wizard?

Dalmont pulled out a cloud of pale green viscose from his bosom and patted it on his hand, and the viscose quickly wrapped around his hand, forming a protective layer of moon. He lifted his chin towards Beryana in the distance, motioning for Cheberkeley to come and help. Then, pick up a crystal cup with a scale and walk towards the barrel alone.

It's amazing, this tribe really has so many secrets!

On Bai Yana's side, four straight metal rods had been inserted into the ground, each the thickness of a finger. Four metal rods form a long and narrow rectangle. Seeing Cheberkeley coming, she beckoned him and motioned for him to be careful not to touch them.

"Hey, Belliana," Cheberkeley greeted the girl as naturally as he could, "what are you doing?"

Bai Liana patted a big tree next to her: "This is the one that is ready to process wood." ”

"This one, such a thick tree, even with the sharpest obsidian axe, wouldn't it take a whole day?"

"It won't take a day, but five minutes," she said, and Beliana shouted at Darmont, "Big brother, are you okay over there?"

"Purification. Ten minutes. ”

"Understood. Biana turned to Cheberkeley and said, "In a moment, the logs will be simply processed and sawn into planks." ”

"Saw? What's that? A sharper axe?"

Bai Liana held up something that looked like a swarthy plate: "This!"

Cheberkeley took it, looked at it carefully, and saw that it was an extremely flat disc, and the disc was surrounded by sharp thin teeth, and he couldn't help but admire: "It's a good thing, it's to use these teeth to cut the trunk of a tree." But to polish it like this, it takes enough time and energy to cut down five or six trees, right?"

Bai Liana laughed and said, "This is made of iron! A very simple casting! I don't understand anything, it's a wild man!"

Savage Cheberkeley looked up in surprise. Me?

"Alright, alright, I'll give it a try. Bai Liana snatched the circular saw blade back from his hand, crouched down, and carefully placed it between the two metal rods, and with the blue-purple electric flash, the saw blade actually hovered steadily in the air!

"Spin, circular saw!"

With the girl's order, the circular saw slowly rotated, faster and faster, faster and faster, and finally, those fine sawtooth teeth were no longer visible, and the high-speed rotation brought a breathtaking humming sound.

The girl's hands slowly pushed forward, and under the traction of the faint thunder, the whirling circular saw began to slowly move towards the two metal rods at the far end. After moving past, it slows down and eventually stops.

Cheberkeley was dumbfounded, he felt his soul torn apart by the terrible demon's tooth - oh no, saw, sawn in two.

What a terrible and great power!

"Determine the active area of the wind attribute in the surrounding environment in advance, set up the wind system array, concentrate the scattered magic energy and convert it into driving force, and push the saw blade to rotate - it's as simple as that. ”

"I ...... I don't understand. ”

"Well, that's the gap, savage, understandable. ”

"I ...... Am I a savage?"

At this moment, Dalmont walked over, holding in his hand a thin, transparent crystal bottle, which contained a crystal clear viscous liquid—half a pot of fruit and water, and finally condensed into this small tube.

Darmont motioned for the two to walk away, looking up at the chosen tree. He took out a small drill and carefully drilled a small hole in the tree diagonally downward.

After a while, after the punching was completed, he tightly wrapped his head and face with a damp double thick cloth, only his eyes were exposed, and his three fingers carefully picked up the crystal bottle, dripped viscous green liquid into the small holes, and then threw away the crystal bottle and quickly retreated.

A large amount of white gas erupted from the small hole, and the gas was so violent that it lifted the bark near the small hole!

The hapless tree creaked and creaked, and by the time the white air had cleared, the whole tree was crumbling.

Darmont emerges from behind the tree and kicks it on the trunk.

As Cheberkeley shivered, the tree fell to the ground!

Cheberkeley could not see anything, could not hear, and was in a state of confusion in his head, and countless voices were shouting, tossing and turning with only one sentence;

Who the hell is a savage!