When he returned to his room, he looked at the simple house with a wooden foundation, which had no furniture except for a weed pile that was used as a bed. www.biquge.info Zheng Jun couldn't stop sighing, he couldn't help but sigh, he couldn't imagine that the last place he lived in this life was not a 200-square-meter duplex garden house, but such a place like a pigsty.

But in any case, this will be his home from now on, and now let's take stock of what is still useful.

The phone was determined not to be found, and most of it was left where it was, and then rushed to nowhere. The computer was trampled to smithereens, but I don't know why it was picked up, and it was useful to keep the materials. The remaining tools are barely enough to do woodwork, and until the metal can be smelted, there will be only a few pieces of wood to make. All kinds of camping supplies, packages, and weapons are relatively complete, and these are obviously useful when they look at them, and they are basically brought back.

"Alas"

Looking at these things, Zheng Jun sighed, this is the only initial equipment left

First of all, you should improve your home environment, and you should have a bed.

By this time the sun had already set, and today would not be the case, so I would go and cut down two trees early tomorrow morning and come back and make the bed.

Thinking like this, I heard that the outside of the house was getting more and more lively. This is unusual, and there is usually no activity after the sun goes down. Curious, he searched for the sound. Then at a glance, he saw Thirteen standing on a high place, holding a torch in one hand and holding down the dragon head that had been brought back to the tribe with the other, facing the crowd around him, saying something loudly. Looking at the way his eyebrows fluttered, he was probably showing off his achievements this time.

Getting closer, and sure enough, I heard Thirteen talk about the last critical moment.

"I rushed up and stabbed the wild spirit with the sword used by the Han witch, and then the wild spirit went berserk and struck me in the chest and sent me flying. ”

The thirteenth who was telling also saw Zheng Jun at this time.

"Look! our witch is coming, and he finally cuts off the head of the wild spirit! Let's let him tell the story. ”

The eyes around him were focused on Zheng Jun's body, and from these gazes, Zheng Jun could no longer see a trace of disgust or contempt, and everyone was full of awe of him.

Since you are staying here, let's talk to them, brush up your prestige, and it will be more convenient to call someone to help in the future, Zheng Jun thought about walking to the stage. The crowd automatically gave way of way, and some of them bowed their heads slightly to show respect.

"Hah! Looks like I'm already more prestigious. ”

On stage, Zheng Jun began to be blind

"This wild spirit, called a dragon in my original tribe, this kind of dragon lives in the sea, and when it grows up, it can even fly in the sky, its scales are as hard as rocks, its scratching teeth can easily tear people apart, it is the most powerful wild spirit that the Han people have ever faced!"

"When I was in the Han nationality, I was called a doctor, this is our name for witches, the most witches, we specialize in hunting these powerful wild spirits outside!"

"Our weapon was made by the wisest of the tribe, and only this weapon can kill dragons, and after many years of hunting, dragons are rarely seen again, and this one may be a dragon that has fled around here. ”

If modern people listen to these nonsense, they will earn back a contemptuous sneer at most. But the Ba people listened with relish, and from time to time they exclaimed in unison.

The more Zheng Jun spoke, the more energetic he pulled out his axe, but even in front of primitive people, it was too shameful to be afraid of the name of the ultimate invincible bloody dragon slaying god.

"This axe was made by a great forger, and I used it to cut off the head after the others had done all their best to subdue the dragon. ”

The crowd burst into loud cheers.

It's so real, it's so easy to fool around!

When everyone was partying, Zheng Jun quietly returned to his home, he put his sleeping bag on his straw bed, got in, listened to the laughter outside for a while, turned his head, carved a horizontal line on the wall with a dagger, and put it next to the bed, he closed his eyes and muttered to himself.

"Day one. ”

When the morning sun rises again, shining the warm sunlight on the earth, the Ba people who have experienced a night of revelry start their day again, the women begin to light a fire to prepare the first meal of the day, the men also begin to check their various farm tools, and the children are still playing on the side as usual.

Zheng Jun didn't take his dragon-slaying axe, but picked up a logging axe, and as soon as he walked out of the door, he ran into Thirteen.

"Aren't you going to go hunting?"

Thirteen sighed.

"I won't be hunting anymore, and when the hunters that Luo took with me come back, I won't go out again, and now everyone has to plow the land. ”

It was only at this time that Zheng Jun knew that Luo was not in the tribe now.

"Where did Lowe go?"

"There was a small tribe that found a large herd of deer, and they couldn't hunt it, so they told us the news. Lowe took the hunters on a hunt. ”

Zheng Jun sighed and continued to ask

"Then why don't you go to plough the land?"

The question seemed to tickle Thirteen's itch, and his eyebrows fluttered.

"I was involved in dragon slaying, and now no one will suspect that I am a bad hunter. And it's a great honor to go to the tribe and let me be your guard!"

Zheng Jun doesn't care what honor is not honored.

Ho, we're guarded now, too. It can be used to help carry wood.

Carrying an axe to the gate, everyone he met greeted him warmly, which was really different from before.

There was a forest not far from the Ba tribe, and with a logging axe, he quickly cut enough of it, and he and Thirteen carried all the wood back to the back of the house.

On the way back, the Ba people had already begun to plough the fields, and they were men, women, and children in battle, using uneven farm tools, some of them wooden and some of them made of stone. I didn't see any livestock helping.

They use simple farming tools to turn up all the soil on the ground, which is very laborious and very inefficient.

The farmland of the Ba people is opened up along the river, so that it can be easily irrigated, but in this way, the farmland is quite far away from the tribe, and it seems that everyone has to work together to complete the field with such low efficiency.

Zheng Jun thought as he walked, although there was no way to smelt metal to make durable farm tools, more convenient farm tools should still be able to be made, and he would try it when the bed was ready.

Peel off the bark of the cut trees, directly use two whole logs as the main trunk, and then cut the other trees into sticks and planks, the sticks are used as supports, the wooden nails are fixed, and then the planks are laid, and a simple plank bed is completed.