Mo Yi'er didn't know the problem, she just provided the idea, and the specific system was handed over to the men to study.

Men are natural militants, with a natural love and dedication to weapons. This is something that Mo Yi'er can't compare with, so she doesn't bother to ask.

After the bow and arrow were made, the first arrow was naturally shot by Mo Yi'er. With previous experience with a slingshot, it is easy to use a bow and arrow, but the accuracy is much worse. The first arrow was aimed at a point in a large tree ten meters away, but this arrow did not touch the tree at all.

But I have to say that the range of this arrow is okay, the feel is good, and the visual inspection is also very strong, and it will not be a disposable product.

The second arrow was tried by Silk, and although it didn't hit the fixed point, it at least hit the tree. Then Stella tried it again, hitting the trunk.

This made Mo Yier a little discouraged, and she didn't hit alone. Just thinking about it, Lianda's arrow missed, allowing Mo Yi'er to find some balance.

In the afternoon, bows and arrows were made one after another, and the clansmen began to contact archery one after another. Mo Yi'er called Stella over, and the two began to study the whip.

It is wound with elastic spider silk and a thin vine, and every two times it is wound, the thorn of a needle-like stinging insect is fixed. The spines of the small spiny worm are extremely sharp, and their length is comparable to that of a 21st century sewing needle.

This time, Mo Yier gathered patience and weaved, wound, and fixed circle by circle. But for a whole afternoon, only a distance of about one meter was entangled. Not only her, but also Stella was absolutely patient.

In the evening, when the men returned to the big cave, Muka saw their unfinished whips, and showed great curiosity, so he asked Mo Yi'er for materials and began to make zuò whips himself.

Unexpectedly, Mucca now only has one hand left, and he can dexterously wrap all kinds of spider silk trees and vines around quickly. He is really worthy of being the leader of the mud tribe, and it is obvious that this pair of hands that used to burn pottery are extremely dexterous.

Throughout the night, Mud Card didn't sleep, and the winding got better and faster. At dawn, a two-meter-long barbed whip turned out to be ready. Attach it to a wooden stick of the right thickness, and a whip is ready to go.

"How do I use this?" Mucca came to find Mo Yi'er early in the morning to ask for advice.

Mo Yi'er yawned, and Simola waited for her to get dressed, and her eyes lit up when she saw the whip in Muka's hand. "Bring it to me and try it."

Mucca obediently handed over the whip, and now he seemed to be obedient to Mo Yi'er as his leader.

Mo Yi'er stood up and walked towards the outside of the cave. Under a big tree, Mo Yi'er waved the whip at the branches and leaves of the big tree twice, and the fine branches and leaves flew down like scattered flowers of a heavenly maiden.

Mo Yi'er was very happy: "Great, the power is good, not bad." ”

Mucca had a smile on his face: "It's good. He was also satisfied with the power of the whip, and at the same time felt that it was a good fit for his now crippled self.

Mo Yi'er handed the whip back to Mucca, but Mucca shook his head: "Mo Yi'er, you use this first, I'm making a longer one." ”

"It's good!" Mo Yi'er took a look at the mud card's height of nearly one meter nine, this kind of person would be better off using thick sidelines, while women could use a thinner, shorter, and lighter one.

Simala was behind Mo Yi'er and them, and when she saw the power of the whip, she was also moved. If you want to talk about dexterity, Silk Mula is not far behind. Mo Yi'er's clothes are all sewn by him, as well as silkworm clothes, and there is no one more powerful than him in the entire continent. So he also made it to the mud card, and the two of them began to make zuò whips.

Mo Yi'er and Silkra sat across from them, and the speed of the two of them was even less than half that of Mucca and Silkara.

This made Mo Yi'er deeply shocked, and in the end, fortunately she threw things at the two of them, and she and Stella ran away.

The tribe does not hunt on weekdays, but eats dried meat and wild vegetables picked by women. After Mo Yi'er and Stella ran out today, they found a place to hunt, and the two women cooperated very tacitly, and they didn't want to run away when the prey appeared in front of them.

After the two adult wild deer were done, they picked two more bags of fruit and a large basket of wild vegetables before they drove to the tribe.

The men were busy, and the women of the mud tribe were with them to pack up the prey, wash the fruits and wild vegetables. The women's eyes were full of endless adoration when they looked at the two of them, the same women, Mo Yi'er and Stetra could hunt, and they could only do the work of washing, washing and picking, which made them feel inferior.

Mo Yi'er is a sensitive person, and she quickly discovered the depression of women. And ask, "Is there anything you're not happy about?" ”

The voice is very gentle, which makes the women flattered. "No, no!"

"Say it, now we all live together and have something to help each other. If I'm unhappy, I'll tell you! Mo Yi'er smiled at them, making them feel cared for. War doesn't have to start at any time, everyone will be useful, including women, Mo Yi'er wants to connect them closely. At this time, it is the best time to get closer.

"I ......" a woman couldn't hold back, and said her heart in a hurry. We are very envious of Mo Yi'er and the leader of Silk, you are so powerful, you can hunt like a man. In the future, he will fight like a man and drive away the foreigners. If only we could do the same. ”

"Haha, I thought something was going on! You can, of course you can. Mo Yi'er laughed and patted the shoulder of the woman closest to her.

"Can we? Is this so possible? "Women don't believe it, how many catties and taels they have, can they still not know?

"As long as you have this idea and this determination, nothing is impossible!" Mo Yi'er smiled and said to the two women very seriously.

The two women were a little excited, but they couldn't be confident in themselves. After all, they have been weak for so many years, dependent on men to live, and the men of the mud tribe are some violent, they have been beaten by men, they have been weak for more than ten years, and it is very difficult to change. And this is not a god's tribe, except for Mo Yi'er and Stella, they have not seen any women hunting. So, you can't have confidence in yourself at all.

"Don't worry, if you want to be strong, follow me, and I will be responsible for training you to be strong. You may not be as good as the men, but you will definitely be many times stronger than before. Mo Yi'er swore an oath, and finally added: "Don't you believe me?" ”

Who would dare to say not to believe it? Mo Yi'er is a man of gods!