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Zheng Jun has always thought so, thinking that with the help of his education and various modern technologies, he will not be able to become omnipotent like a god. With knowledge that is thousands or even tens of thousands of years ahead, he should be able to easily mix and thrive.

But the novel is really not a reality, since I have the ability to cross, I have spent a lot of money, bought a lot of equipment, and made preparations for a year. As a result, all kinds of accidents occurred frequently, and the last bit of income was not seen. Maybe in modern society, Zheng Jun can do many things that his predecessors didn't even dare to imagine, but without society, Zheng Jun is just a mortal.

Even if you don't have any profits, you can play it as a large-scale live-action online game, at least you can have a good time, and you can also experience things that can only appear in novels before. As a result, I was almost trampled into a meatloaf by a mammoth at the beginning of this time. The ivory, which I couldn't find before, came to my face with dozens or hundreds of roots, and finally I couldn't even quit now.

The malice of this world is indeed really felt by Zheng Jun.

If you can find some wreckage or footprints this time, it's fine, if you can't find any traces, you can't say that Zheng Jun will have to stay in this era.

I can't imagine that I have to live for decades in such an era, without the Internet, without entertainment, without even books, and what will happen when I die of old age? Will I regain my youth and return to modern times, or will I just return to nothingness? If my whole life ends in this era, then the price to pay for playing this game is too great.

I wrapped my clothes tighter, but the chill at this time came from my soul, and I couldn't stop it.

At last there was a noise that saved him from the cold, and the bushes outside the cave made a few rustling sounds, and it felt like some animal was approaching. Zheng Jun finally let go of those senseless thoughts and regrets and focused on the present.

Although there was a bonfire at the entrance of the cave, it seemed that no animals would attack, but Zheng Jun slowly held the bow on his back in his hand, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the direction from which the sound came.

The voice was getting closer and closer, and Zheng Jun couldn't help but be a little nervous, he pulled out an arrow, put it on his bow, and stood on guard.

"Don't worry, it's supposed to be a passing goat"

This whisper suddenly came from his ears and frightened Zheng Jun into an exclamation, but fortunately, Zheng Jun remembered that the cave behind him was probably safe, so he finally suppressed it and didn't scream too loudly, except for a few sounds of turning over, it didn't wake everyone up.

Angrily glanced at the thirteen who had just come up quietly from behind, Zheng Jun couldn't help but complain in his heart, you don't sleep well after the night shift, you are scary at this time, I don't know if people are scared to death? And what the hell is the goat passing by, Nima can also hear it when he hears the sound?

Then a goat appeared, and she came out of the bushes beside her, paused a little at the mouth of the cave, turned her head to look at the mouth of the cave, and went on again, and in a few moments disappeared again into the forest in the night, and the sound faded away.

Well, you win, slap in the face on the spot. Zheng Jun looked at Thirteen angrily. You're a witch, huh? You can tell me honestly? You can hear the goats passing by, and what happened to the glance that just stopped at the entrance of the cave?

"Why don't you go to sleep?"

"Can't sleep"

Of course, it was impossible for Thirteen to hear Zheng Jun's inner complaint, otherwise he would not have spit out a sentence so calmly and then sat on the edge of the fire.

Thirteen did not speak, but sat there, and poked in the fire with a dead branch.

Zheng Jun is also a 27-year-old person, no matter how otaku he is, he can see that Thirteen has something to say, but otaku Zheng is indeed not good at dealing with this kind of conversation.

The two of them sat like this, not making a sound at all, and at this time, except for a few insect calls that Zheng Jun couldn't distinguish, there was only the movement of thirteen fiddling with the fire. I don't know how long it took, but when Zheng Jun began to feel a little embarrassed, Thirteen finally opened his mouth.

"Thank you for saving me before, I've never seen anyone survive that badly, but I always knew you could, you were a witch who could suddenly appear. I've never heard of a witch doing anything like that, and you must be very powerful. ”

In a sense, it was true, Zheng Jun replied in his heart, but he didn't say it to interrupt Thirteen.

"My mother was a very fair person and never gave me any preferential treatment, I became an old hunter by my own efforts. But after this injury, there were always people who said that I was an unqualified hunter, and that it was my mother who helped me become a hunter. Some of the younger hunters see me the same way. I don't know how to refute them, but I was hurt by the big toothworm all at once. Sometimes I even wish you hadn't saved me, at least not been insulted. ”

It seems that the witches in the tribe not only have to serve as ordinary doctors, but also sometimes have to make guest appearances as psychiatrists. A second-generation official who tries to prove himself, but can't get rid of his background. Zheng Jun labeled Thirteen like this in his heart.

Thirteen looked straight at him at this time, and the expression of comfort on his face was so reassuring that even a fool could tell. Zheng Jun thought about it for a while, but decided to follow him, anyway, it could be regarded as telling the truth.

"You're a good hunter, and judging from the past two days, you've been a very good hunter indeed. ”

After a pause, Zheng Jun organized his language again.

"But you are also your mother's son, and that can never be changed. Being the son of a leader is a challenge in itself, and it will last, even more difficult than being a good hunter, because everyone will look at you with criticism, no matter what you do. ”

Zheng Jun thought briefly again.

"You're a good hunter now, and there must be a lot of people in this tribe who agree with that, at least that's what Lo and I certainly think."

Zheng Jun raised his head again and pointed at the hunters sleeping in the cave one by one.

"Now these three hunters will agree with this, they may listen to you because you are the son of the chief, but only if they agree with your excellence in their hearts, they will sleep peacefully during your vigil"

"Those who can sleep peacefully during your vigil agree with you in their hearts. It doesn't matter what they say on their lips, it's just because you're your mother's son, not because they really don't identify with you. ”

Thirteen listened, thought for a moment, and his emotions rose significantly

"Every time I keep a vigil, they sleep peacefully, even those who say me, I used to sleep well during my vigil. ”

Zheng Jun couldn't stop complaining in his heart, he was really a simple guy, such a simple flicker would work.

Whether or not you can sleep peacefully in the wilderness is of course related to the night watchman, but it is not only related to the night watchman. However, Zheng Jun's words cannot be completely false. At least he really thought Thirteen was a good hunter.

However, Thirteen just wants someone to comfort him, no matter what era, there are always times when people are weak in their hearts, and they need the help of family or friends at this time. Well, psychologists can do it too.

"Zheng, your words are full of wisdom, you must be an excellent witch in your tribe. ”

"My tribe?" Zheng Jun muttered as he listened.