Chapter 157
Syllable!
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This sound brought enough shock to the audience.
What that means, they know it.
This may be the best in the history of crocodile evolution.
However, due to the wrong angle (it was smashed directly vertically), no sparks were generated.
But it's amazing enough to be able to do that.
"Damn, read that right!"
"This little guy is so smart? Didn't you say congenital disabilities? ā
"Did you notice that its head is very large?"
"You say that...... Really! ā
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Zheng Guo was both relieved and excited.
Sure enough, you read that right! This little guy is definitely not ordinary.
In the expectant gaze of everyone, the little crocodile man once again let the tools in his hand collide, but still failed to produce a spark.
It did not give up and continued to hit.
Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!
The flames had been extinguished, and the constant sound of percussion had attracted the attention of the crocodile men.
The crocodile man stepped forward with the leader of the leader.
Seeing that it was the disabled little fellow, the crocodile man who had been tugging at its tail came out again and pushed it on the chest.
The little crocodile man was directly pushed to the sky.
Well, sure enough, they were ostracized......
Then the little crocodile man got up, slipped up and slipped behind a tree, and said that he would not dare to come out again.
Zheng Guo had no choice but to walk over, pull the upper limbs of the little crocodile man and drag it out from behind the tree, and then handed it the ignition object.
The group of crocodile people behind him surrounded it again, and the guy who had been in trouble again stretched out his claws towards it with bad intentions.
Zheng Guo's eyes were quick, and he kicked it directly.
It didn't take much force, but it also kicked it backwards several meters.
Zheng Guo was a god in its eyes, and when the god kicked it, of course it didn't dare to resist.
I had to get up and hide behind my companions.
The little crocodile man took the ignition in Zheng Guo's hand, sat down again, put the ignition on the ground in front of him, and then hit the meteorite and stone in his hand.
Bang Bang Bang!
I hit it several times in a row, but due to the wrong angle, I never got a spark.
The crocodile people watching from the side screamed impatiently.
It's time to boot it up.
Zheng Guo held its two claws, staggering an angle, allowing the two to rub and collide.
Syllable!
This time, there was a spark!
The group of crocodile people behind him didn't react to this, but the little crocodile people seemed to understand the connection between the sparks and the flames, and screamed excitedly.
Zheng Guo let go of his hand and let it do it on its own.
It maintains its angle, causing the meteorite and the stone to collide with each other.
Syllable!
Sparks fly.
The little crocodile man stood up and cried out in excitement.
Its companions were inexplicable.
What's there to be excited about?
The little crocodile man spun around a few times, then sat down again, and struck the object in his hand again, facing the ignition.
Due to the poor control of the distance and angle, the sparks did not all splash on the ignition and the heat was insufficient, so the flame could not be generated.
Zheng Guo believes that with its intelligence, sooner or later it will be able to figure out the rules on its own, and if it intervenes at this time, it will be counterproductive.
Zheng Guo stood up and went around looking for firewood.
Syllable! Syllable! Syllable! Syllable!
The air was filled with the sound of crashing.
The other crocodile people watched it repeat the action, all for unknown reasons.
In their eyes, this little creature has always been a freak, destined to live long.
A few minutes later, Zheng Guo held a bundle of firewood and walked in the direction of the little crocodile man.
It's still relentlessly building a fire.
Suddenly, whew-
A pinch of light jumped not far away.
The orange-red flame is particularly bright against the background of the night.
The crocodiles on the sidelines screamed in surprise.
It's saffron!
It actually made a red flower!
The little crocodile man was stunned, stood up suddenly, turned around several times in a row, and screamed excitedly.
"I'll go, it's a success!"
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"Terrible!"
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Zheng Guo walked over quickly, and began to add firewood to it while the ignition had not been extinguished.
The campfire gradually takes shape.
The firelight illuminated the surroundings.
Those crocodile people, led by the leader, all moved in the direction of the little crocodile people, on all fours, and made a gesture of awe.
And the little crocodile man was still screaming excitedly, not even noticing his companion's actions.
Accidental genetic mutations have crippled its body, but it has also given it a higher level of intelligence.
Without this "fire", then it may be eliminated from the competition, and the mutant gene is unlikely to have a chance to pass on.
And now it has apparently become an idol for the whole community.
If Zheng Guo is a god, then it is a messenger of God.
As its genes are passed down from generation to generation, there will be more and more crocodile people with high intelligence, and eventually they will take over the mainstream.
This is the advantage of artificial selection, which can greatly shorten the evolutionary process.
It worked.
Zheng Guo was in a good mood and said to the camera: "That's it for today, see you tomorrow." ā
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Zheng Guo left the meteoric iron to the little crocodile man, returned to the camp with a knife and a torch, checked the traps around as usual, and found no abnormalities, and then walked into the courtyard with confidence.
Lifted the leaves and looked at the snake meat, it was almost smoked, and it was estimated that it would take half an hour.
So Zheng Guo sat on the stone next to him and waited while cultivating.
About forty minutes later, Zheng Guo finished his cultivation and hung the third batch of bacon on the branches.
In fact, he already had enough bacon to eat for the next few days, but in the wilderness, as long as it was not cumbersome, there was always too much food.
Zheng Guo added a few pieces of firewood to the campfire and put some snake meat on the smoked grill.
Climb up to the treehouse and get ready for bed.
"Good night."
Zheng Guo touched Gugu's wings and lay down.
Coo's wings are noticeably stiffer.
Looking at this growth rate, it can be inferred that it probably belongs to the type that can move autonomously soon after birth, similar to the chickens, ducks and geese of the earth.
Of course, the premise is that nutrition can keep up.
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A good night's sleep.
In a daze, I heard a cooing sound.
Is it dawn?
Zheng Guo sat up, yawned, and opened his eyes, only to find that it was dark and he couldn't see anything.
Something seemed to be constantly changing shape and floating around in the darkness.
At first, he thought it was an illusion caused by eye fatigue, and blinked vigorously a few times, but it was still the same.
That's when he realized it was fog.
But the fog was so thick that I couldn't see my fingers.
I poked my head out and took a look, and the visibility was less than a meter.
And there is a faint smell in the air, and when you inhale it into the respiratory tract, it feels slightly hot and bitter......
It's not normal, this fog shouldn't be poisonous.
Zheng Guo suddenly remembered the mist-shrouded area he had discovered when he went to explore the north during the day.
Has it spread here?
If that was the case, then the fog in that place, instead of stopping its spread as he had hoped, had accelerated its spread, otherwise it would not have been possible to reach the camp in such a short time.
Thinking of this, Zheng Guo immediately held his breath, jumped off the tree house, tore off a piece of fabric from his body, groped for a water bag, soaked the cloth with water, and covered his mouth and nose.
Whether it is useful or not, you must always be more down-to-earth in your heart.
In this state, it is impossible to go back to sleep, so Zheng Guo started the live broadcast.
It was early in the morning at this time in Huaxia, and the live broadcast room was the world of the Xiuxian Party.
", Guo Ye is on the air again! Only a few hours later? ā
"I've been broadcasting very diligently lately, not bad."
"Is Guo Ye insomnia?"
"Is there a problem with my screen? This picture quality is wrong. ā
"Yes, the picture quality is so scummy, I can't even see Guo Ye's body clearly!"
Before Zheng Guo could speak, suddenly-
Sa!
A familiar cry rang out to his right.
Green-haired snake!
Zheng Guo's heart suddenly.
Sassy!
More cries came from all around.