Chapter 11: The Right People Do the Right Things

"Wu, see if these are enough?"

The bull came back quickly, dragging a large pile of branches, and from a distance it looked like he had uprooted a tree.

Mu Bai was speechless.

That's the trouble of not having tools.

But if you have a machete, it's more convenient.

Just do it, Mu Bai first asked the brute cow to pick a hard stone and smashed it directly into the shape of a stone knife.

The rest of the grinding work can't delay the time of the brute.

He is now the main hunting force in the tribe, and if he delays for a moment, the harvest may be reduced, and more people in the tribe will starve today.

Mu Bai rolled up his sleeves and prepared to go into battle in person.

"Wu, what are you doing here?"

Wu Yuan's eyes widened, watching her little white hands quickly be red by the stone.

"I want to sharpen a stone knife." Mu Bai was frustrated like never before.

The stones have been smashed out of shape, I thought it would not be difficult, but as soon as I got started, I taught her to be a man!

Rough stones are not easy to polish at all, and if you are not careful, you will even grind your hands.

"By the way, who made the stone bowl we use?"

Seeing Wuyuan, Mu Bai remembered that there are stone tools in the tribe!

She was so annoyed that she forgot how to use her limited resources.

"Find Ann for this!"

Sure enough, Wuyuan didn't disappoint her.

Walking through the camp's scattered fur tents, the two stopped at a corner on the edge.

"Ann, Wu Find!"

As the sound of the black circle landed, a head emerged from a haystack.

Then the whole body is exposed.

And this man ......

Since the crossing, even in his heart, Mu Bai has never called the people of the Yanlong tribe savages.

Not only was that disrespectful, but she felt that the people of these ancient tribes were relatively backward in production and lifestyle, and that they were not inferior to modern people in terms of spiritual intelligence, and that they were powerful in force, and even more upright and likable in some qualities.

But until he saw the person in front of him, his hair covered his entire face, and he couldn't see his face clearly.

And skinny and covered with dirt, there is not an inch on his body.

There is no trace of civilization at all.

Judging by his stiff and sluggish movements, this man is still a disabled person!

"Wu, this is Ann, the most skillful person in the tribe, just tell him what you want to fight."

Mu Bai was only in a trance for a moment, and immediately knew the identity of this person.

Wu Yuan once told her that the last time he protected the tribe, not only did many people fall, but many people were also injured.

This person may be one of the wounded.

Seeing that the person came out, he was so cowardly that he didn't even dare to open his mouth, and when he saw her leaning back and retreating, Mu Bai hurriedly handed over the prototype of the stone knife in his hand.

"Can you please help me grind this?"

Ann took the stone chips, turned around and went into the haystack without saying a word.

Immediately after that, the sound of stones rubbing against each other could be heard in the haystack.

"I don't think I told him how to polish it?" Mu Bai was silent for a while, and then looked at Wu Yuan uncertainly.

Wu Yuan didn't answer her, only smiled and pointed into the haystack.

Ann had already gone and returned by this time.

And what he was carrying in his hand was a stone knife that had been sharpened very smoothly!

"I've seen it."

Ann's voice was hoarse and jerky, as if she hadn't spoken in a long time.

Mu Bai took the stone knife and found out.

is obviously a skinny person, but his arms are surprisingly thick, and there is a faint red light on his arms!

"Does it work?" Wu Yuan's voice interrupted Mu Bai's curiosity, and when she nodded, Ann swooped back into the grass and disappeared.

Mu Bai: !!

Does she eat people?

"How did he do it, grinding so fast?"

On the way back, Mu Bai couldn't help but be curious, the most important thing is that such a capable person is too practical, and he must be pulled over as a helper.

"Of course, Ann used to be a very powerful mid-level bloodline warrior!"

Wu Yuan always yearns for bloodline warriors when he talks about them, and Mu Bai also has a deep impression.

But as for the strength of the bloodline warriors, it is still vague.

It wasn't until she saw the difference between An that she finally felt a little bit of the difference between ordinary people and bloodline warriors.

But she didn't have the time to dwell on that.

Once she had the stone knife, she was going to trim the branches that the brute had brought.

To cut the branches into the right size, polish them smooth, bend and shape the tendons.

No matter which process, it is easy to say but difficult to get started.

This time, Mu Bai didn't try to do it himself.

Her few pounds and taels are not enough to see in this giant pile.

Wu Yuan can defeat her dozens of others!

With the help of Wu Yuan, they moved extremely fast, and soon made the prototype of the bow.

But going from prototype to finished product is a long and patiently demanding process.

Mu Bai used to be the 'child of someone else' that was always mentioned in the mouths of his classmates' parents, but his mind was only focused on learning.

Knowledge of bows and arrows is also quite limited.

In order to make a good bow and arrow, it takes a lot of trial and error.

A day in Mangyuan is not a short time, but the sunset is very short.

As soon as the sun sets in the west, those who have gone out to pick and hunt must rush back to camp as soon as possible.

In the blink of an eye, it was getting dark.

The marginal lands are materially poor and abandoned by ancient tribes.

Over time, it has become a gathering place for fierce beasts, and it has become a forbidden place in people's mouths.

Only the wandering tribes who have nowhere to live will have to settle here.

But most of the beasts are nocturnal, and the night in the Rim is more dangerous than the day.

The people of the Yanlong tribe who had been running around for a day also gathered around Mu Bai.

In addition to the wild boar that the wild bull hunted at the beginning, after he helped Mu Bai take the branches, he hit a small herbivore.

The animal's head looked like a deer, but it was much larger, and it had a tail that hung behind it.

Cangmu harvested a little less, bringing back only two animals with horns.

There are also other young men in the tribe who are responsible for picking.

There are men and women, but the gains are not big.

Except for a small pile of sour fruits, which were as hard as coconut shells, and some plant rhizomes that Mu Bai couldn't bite.

These food varieties are all beyond Mu Bai's cognition, and none of them are known by himself.

But obviously, these foods are barely enough for the clansmen to fill their stomachs today, and there will be no surplus at all.

Originally, taking stock of the harvest was a joyful thing, but the atmosphere at the scene was very gloomy, obviously worried about the upcoming rainy season.

"Okay."

Mu Bai didn't let everyone wait for a long time, and after reading it, he waved his hand at Dashi.

"According to the previous practice, we will distribute all the food to everyone, and we will all rest as soon as possible to recuperate, and there are many things for you to do."

When the food was distributed yesterday, Oishi's ability had already been primary.

Although this man is burly, his face is full of horizontal flesh and the scar looks fierce, but he is still silent and very cold.

However, when distributing food, it was thoughtful, and the old and weak were taken into account, and the distribution was reasonable, and no one of the clansmen complained.

It can be seen that he is a fair, just and careful person.

At night, Mu Bai naturally gave him this task, and planned to form a routine in the future.

The right people do the right things.

It was enough to do the stupid thing of sharpening the stone knife by himself, and Mu Bai didn't want to do anything that wasted resources again.