After looking at the location of his soul, Zhuo Chuan found that on the humanoid mist, unconsciously, there were more eyes and ears, but the nose and mouth were still very blurry, and the other limbs were also very blurred, but there was the general structure of the human form, and the details of those organs could not be seen at all. ∑，

Zhuo Chuan thought about it, and if he wanted to block his hearing, the easiest way was to remove his ears, and without his hearing organs, he naturally couldn't hear sounds.

However, Zhuo Chuan will only do this unless his head is kicked by a donkey. It's very simple, someone will prick their ears out of the noise and become deaf.

Zhuo Chuan attached his consciousness to his soul and soon sank into the sea of spirits he had just seen.

Quite simply, he wants to shape two additional structures on the ears formed by the soul, the eyes have eyelids, that is, the upper and lower eyelids, which can block vision, of course, not completely, under strong light, there will still be a sense of brilliance in the eyes. But that's enough.

Zhuo Chuan wants to imitate the eyes and add a layer of protection to the ears.

He never thought that human evolution was perfect, and if that were the case, people should not have all kinds of genetic diseases, in fact, there were too many genetic diseases for people.

Human evolution is random, throwing out a lot of mutations, and then the good ones have a greater probability of survival, and the bad ones have a higher probability of death, so that the good mutations will leave more.

There are earlobes on people's ears, but unfortunately few people can use them to cover their ears, so they have to hold them down with their fingers, and when they fall asleep, they naturally don't work.

On the spiritual ocean, Zhuo Chuan began to carry out the first transformation based on the soul knowledge he had learned.

I don't know how long it took to transform, Zhuo Chuan just knew that this time it was still successful, compared to the high-level plug-in that made the soul clone last time, just adding two more parts, it was still a small project.

When the transformation was successful, Zhuo Chuan manipulated the soul to block the ear with these two new structures added in the ear canal.

Then he broke away from this spiritual ocean and returned to the body of the stone.

"It really works", looking at the surrounding environment that suddenly became silent, Zhuo Chuan was very satisfied, this kind of process of basing himself on theory, then transforming reality, and finally benefiting himself, is what he enjoys the most.

Although it is only a seemingly insignificant noise problem solved, Zhuo Chuan has gained a lot, because this is another progress in soul mastery, and it is completely a problem that he solves on his own initiative through theoretical learning, and then uses it in practice.

In comparison, although it is not as sensational as before, in the face of life and death crises, mastering the soul skill of "Sigh of Time and Space" and then killing the opponent, it is a more solid progress. Zhuo Chuan understands that this is the right way and the regular way for the soul to continue to progress in the future.

The surroundings fell silent, and the sound of those barbarians banging on the excavated stones was completely gone, leaving only the stereotypical movements, like a silent movie, but Zhuo Chuan finally didn't feel that time was running out.

He had even begun to study the details of these savages, and he was not in the mood at all when he had been tormented by the noise.

He had only seen these barbarians cursoryly before, wearing animal skins, but only a few of them could wear animal skins, and if he looked closely, most of them still wore leaves and grass around their waists, and they were all over the place.

They were also very stupid, according to the words of the big fat man, they worked honestly, did not know how to be lazy, and kept digging along the cobblestone where Zhuo Chuan was staying.

Without the noise, time flew by, and after another five or six days, the barbarians finally separated the cobblestone from the others.

They seemed to have mastered the principle of leverage, and found seven or eight more trunks, put them under the cobblestone where Zhuo Chuan was staying, and began to try to pry the cobblestone up.

After all, the stone he was holding on to was not really evolved from geology, but an independent piece, which had only been stuck in the rock layer before, otherwise it would have been impossible to pry the cobblestone by this method.

As the dozen savages worked together, the cobblestone was finally pryed over, and then they found a rope made of vines, tied it up, and began to drag it down the hill.

It doesn't matter if it's dragged down, it took more than ten days to drag it down the mountain.

Zhuo Chuan studied their living conditions during this time. The tribe did not seem to lack food, and there was a relatively sufficient number of manpower, and there was a large natural fruit forest on this mountain, and Zhuo Chuan could see some barbarians who looked like women every day, and came to bring a lot of fruit-like food to these stone diggers.

Of course, their work is not so intense, they rest when they are tired, there is no supervisor, and the leader of the big fat man rarely cares.

After all, there was no real class at this time, and these barbarians, out of a feeling of awe, were digging up stones, making it a sacred thing.

Their syllables and language expressions are also very simple, with Zhuo Chuan's current thinking ability and memory, after being able to turn off and turn on the sense of hearing at any time, they quickly combined with their speech, and they have almost understood it in the past twenty days.

When Zhuo Chuan arrived in the tribe, it was already the thirtieth day since he woke up after the last coma.

Of course, this is not over, Zhuo Chuan heard the big fat man who looked like a chief say that he still has to carve, and he doesn't know how much time it will take.

But in terms of what exactly it was carved into, the big fat chief and a thin old barbarian clashed again. The big fat chieftain, as at first, asked to be carved into the shape of his belly, on the grounds that in several tribal conflicts, relying on his big belly, he scared away many enemies.

The thin old barbarian still had a wreath on his head, and from his tone, Zhuo Chuan learned that he was a sorcerer of the tribe, in charge of sacrifices.

"Dashan, our Xishan clan has worshiped the giant tortoise in the great lake for generations, but has not made a good statue to come out, and now this stone, I think it is very good, not only is it very smooth, but the shape is also very similar to the appearance of the giant tortoise resting, we need to carve it into the appearance of the giant tortoise resting, to protect our tribe"

"No, this stone was discovered after I led people to inspect the mountain more than a dozen times, and I also led people to dig it out, I want to carve it into the shape of my belly, from this mountain forest to that big lake, none of the tribes living here is as big as my belly, this is a gift from God, I want to carve it down with stone, so that everyone will remember" The chief did not give an inch.

"Then let all the adult men and women of the tribe decide what to carve it into," the old wizard huffed away.

Then Zhuo Chuan saw the appearance of this ancient tribal assembly for the first time in the evening.

The whole assembly was held beside him, and three bonfires were lit.

The fat chief and the old wizard each gave their reasons, and finally everyone spoke, choosing to support which one. Zhuo Chuan found that they had a unique method of statistics, there was a woman holding a bundle of sticks of different lengths, and each person came up to smoke one, and the long one was chosen to support the chieftain, and the short one was to support the shaman.