With longing, the journey becomes distant.

Chen Mo urged everyone to move faster, open their mouths a little smaller, and take a bigger step.

The current primitive society, according to Chen Mo's estimate, should be about 10,000 years ago before history.

Because, women wrap their upper bodies in skin, and they don't leak breasts, which makes Chen Mo feel very sad.

In the past, when Chen Mo was still in the 21st century, he was with a book friend: negative distance from the world, bragging, primitive society is good, primitive society is good, running around naked, men chasing, women running, after catching ...... That's whatever.

Today's primitive people are much more beautiful than the illustrations drawn in junior high school textbooks, but they are much uglier than those of later generations.

Sun Wukong, everyone knows his appearance, now the mouth of primitive people is much shorter than Wukong, but it is still prominent, a mouthful of big buck teeth, a very small part of the teeth are not prominent, and it is regarded as an alien by primitive people.

The pool is not protruding from the mouth, put it in the later century, put on some masks, pat some cucumbers, and do a facelift, which can be regarded as a slightly more beautiful beauty than ordinary.

How to put it, Chi has the charm of a mature woman, but the environment of the primitive society sets off her rather outliers.

The female aesthetic of primitive society: big breasts, big buttocks, big buckteeth!

Big breasts and big butts are good for birth, and big buckteeth are good appetites, don't we broadcast that advertisement on TV all day long: good teeth, good appetite, good food, good body!

With buckteeth, you can gnaw on anything, from walnuts and nuts to pork ribs and barbecue. One click, anything can be solved.

In Chen Mo's heart, Chi is like an eldest sister, who will take care of Chen Mo's daily life every day, washing his feet, cutting barbecue, and covering the quilt......

Anyway, it's very well taken care of.

What? Who said that Chen Mo was crippled? Chen Mo was not crippled, so it was good, from the island of the Ming Dynasty to the primitive society, it was good!

Otherwise he could also write an autobiography: take the warehouse to the original.

The gossip is far away, let's talk about the pool again.

Anyway, Chi just takes care of Chen Mo, takes care of the tiger master, and takes care of Jiu Jiu!

The marching speed of more than 600 people was much more serious than that of 40 people, in order not to worry the clansmen, Chen Mo sent the fastest Feng to lead a few people back to the tribe to report a message, and then let Jingduo build some houses.

Feng is a survivor of the forty people in the expedition group, his name was Fuen before, Chen Mo didn't understand how to spell this name for a long time, so he tried to save trouble, he ran fast, just call him Feng.

The man like the wind is crazy and afraid......

The remaining dozen or so people this time, except for Zhuang, Rough, Laughing, and Said, are all people who are familiar with Chen Momian, and the pronunciation of primitive people is very peculiar.

For the rest of the people, Chen Mo ranked them from two to ten in order to save trouble. Three and five, Chen Mo didn't use it anymore, because the group members who peed with the rough had three and five, but they were killed by the bone spear.

As a result, Chen Mo changed his name and added the following people:

Second, it was later renamed Le.

Fourth, it was later renamed Si.

Sixth, it was later renamed Niu.

Seventh, after the renaming.

Eighth, later renamed Sui.

Nine, later renamed wine.

10. Later changed its name to Pig.

Chen Mo felt that since you accompanied me in birth and death, I will keep you safe and secure.

Everyone knows that those who were renamed by Chen Mo were all favored by Chen Mo, and Chen Mo would more or less give them appointment tasks.

With a task, there will be a squad, there will be a mother-in-law, and there will be a pop...... It's exciting to think about.

In the evening, Chen Mo found that the salt he brought was almost finished, but fortunately, he also seized some salt and stone mines from the Longtao tribe, saying that it was salt, but it was better to say that it was stone slag. Chen Mo didn't have an appetite when he saw it.

In Han's words: "Chief, if you want to eat, give us food! Although I am the chief of the dragon set, I still drink the blood of beasts!"

"Where's the salt? Don't you have salt, and you have taken a lot of our god salt. Chen Mo asked curiously.

"Before, there was no Celestial Salt, and our salt was eaten by Wu and his son, as well as the Great Elder and the Fool. He replied honestly.

"Oh, no wonder this family is so biao, they eat too many heavy metals and harmful substances!" Chen Mo touched his chin and said slowly.

"With the Celestial Salt, they don't give us salt, but put the coarse salt away, planning to use the coarse salt to make the Celestial Salt after learning how to make the Celestial Salt. Han continued.

"Do you know where your salt mine is?" asked Chen Mo.

"You know, it's right by the river, where you pee. Han replied.

"Then why don't you eat it secretly?" Chen Mo felt very curious, where was the thing, why didn't he eat it?

"Wu said that if anyone else eats except them, they will be punished by the gods. We don't dare to eat. Han looked at Chen Mo and replied honestly.

"Very good, Han, in the future, you will be the captain of the transportation team of our navy tribe, specializing in collecting salt and stone mines!" Chen Mo stood up, patted Han, and resigned himself to his fate.

"I don't want to be a captain, let me be a chief, okay?" Han asked.

"Are you the son of the gods?" Chen Mo smiled.

"No, I'm Han!" Han said.

"Then why do you want to be a chief?" Chen Mo asked.

"Because my tintin is bigger than yours, longer than yours!" said Han proudly.

Crackling and beating, honest, he felt that it was quite good to have a transport captain, so Chen Mo raised his foot and stepped on his dingding.

The coarse salt was not purified, and Chen Mo was reluctant to eat it. It was also forbidden for the clansmen to eat more, and everyone looked at the leather bags thrown around in Chen Mo's hands.

Chen Mo had no choice but to comfort: "What's the hurry, everyone can eat Tianshen salt tomorrow!"

Chen Mo hastily ate some meat and fell asleep. Everyone was also by the fire, eating barbecue and singing, and slowly fell asleep.

Han's words just now caused a great shadow on Chen Mo. Why do you say that you are smaller than him? They are all two taels of meat, do you have half a catty? Do you have the ability to cut it down and weigh it.

In the dream, Chen Mo collected all the Dragon Balls, Shenlong asked him what he wanted, Chen Mo pointed to the bottom and said, "Shenlong, make it bigger and thicker!"

A golden light flashed, Chen Mo felt panicked, looked down, and shouted, "Hold a big grass!"

The hairs are like telephone poles, and the flesh has not changed at all.

Then each of the clansmen pulled out one, and when it was a spear, the navy tribe carried a spear made of hair, swept through the flood and dominated the universe.

So the water army tribe was also renamed: Maomao tribe.

After waking up, Chen Mo felt a chill, which was too powerful.

The genius was bright, and everyone packed up their things and began to continue their departure, striving to return to the tribe by tonight. After all, Chen Mo made a promise to his subordinates to eat Tianshen salt at night.

The closer he got to home, the more panicked he became, and Chen Mo didn't know why he panicked, he always felt that he was being stared at by something, he was being spied on all the time, and he had no privacy at all.

Chen Mo couldn't help but look up, there were clouds in the sky. Look around, it's all over.

Who is idle, peeping at me? Chen Mo comforted himself.