Lewansky's fingers pressed and stimulated the roots of Ash's ears, and the pleasure multiplied, scratching, rubbing, and when he left him and walked away, Ash's fear disappeared. This is a sign that he can build an undaunted partnership with people, and of course, he will inevitably experience many fears in his future dealings with people. After a while, Ash heard some unfamiliar voices getting closer. He was quick to judge that it was a human voice. After a while, a large crowd of people rushed over. Some of them were men, as well as many women and children, and dozens of them, all carrying heavy tent equipment and belongings. In addition, there were many dogs, all carrying tent equipment and strapping things firmly to their bodies.

Little Gray Ash had never seen a dog before, but when he saw them, he felt that he was of the same species as himself, but slightly different. When the dogs find Grey and his mother, they react in much the same way as the wolf cubs. It didn't take long for the conflict to break out. In the face of the swarming group of dogs, the little gray hair stood on end, barking and biting, and fell under them, he felt his teeth cut sharply on his body, and at the same time he was biting at the other's legs and stomachs. Little Ash heard his mother's roar as she fought for him, and she heard the shouts of the people, the sound of sticks beating dogs. Immediately he got up again and stood still. Now he saw that the people were driving away the dogs with sticks and stones in order to protect him and help him get rid of the savage teeth.

Gray felt the justice of people, and appropriately knew the makers and enforcers of these laws and rules, and admired the kind of power they had when enforcing the law, especially when beating dogs. Man, unlike any animal he has ever seen, does not bite or scratch, but uses the energy of the dead to give out vitality, and the dead thing obeys their commands. Therefore, under their command, sticks and stones jumped alive in the air, dealing a heavy blow to the dogs. "This power is extraordinary, incomprehensible and beyond nature, it is a god-like power. "He knew there was something beyond his comprehension. But he was full of awe and amazement at these people, just as humans saw the gods standing on the top of the mountain, and the thunder and lightning and thunder throwing lightning and thunder. The last dog was also driven away, and the riot quieted down.

Ash licked his wounds, thinking about the cruelty of the group he had tasted when he was first introduced into the group, never dreaming that his race included more than just his father, mother, and himself. They had once been a separate race, but now, he suddenly found that there were apparently many members who seemed to belong to the same race as him. Because his race pounced on him and tried to destroy him at the first meeting, he developed a subconscious anger, and he was equally resentful that his mother was chained to a wooden stick, although it was done by people who were in awe, but it was inevitably not bound and framed. Of course, he knew nothing about framing and bondage, and the freedom to roam, run, and lie down as he pleased, which was his inheritance, was now violated. Mother was limited to the length of a stick because he still needed to be next to her, and he was restrained by the stick, which Ash didn't like.

He didn't like it when people got up and went on, and a child took the red wolf Rebecca as a captive and led him behind, while Gray followed his mother, troubled. They walked down the valley until they reached the end of the basin, far beyond the farthest point of the Little Ash Trail, where the river joins the Amazon. They set up camp here, and little Ash watched in amazement. The superiority of human beings is increasing all the time, with canoes held high on poles and vertical nets used to dry fish. Humans have shown power by dominating all dogs with sharp teeth. However, in the eyes of Little Gray Gray, what surprised him even more was the domination of dead things. They give the immovable the ability to move, the ability to change the face of the world.

It was not too peculiar that the shelves made of poles were erected to attract his attention. When these shelves were covered with cloth and leather and turned into teepees, Little Gray was amazed. He was horrified at the huge bodies of the tents. They appeared around him, in all directions, like living forms rising from the ground in an instant, hideous and terrifying, filling his eyes. He was frightened, they came to him, and when the wind blew them violently, he lay down in fear, staring at them closely, preventing them from rushing towards him, and ready to get out of the way at once. It didn't take long for his fear of tents to disappear. He saw that the women and children were coming in and out of it without any harm, and that the dogs, who often tried to go in, were reprimanded with harsh words, and driven away by the galloping stones. After a while, he left his mother and crept cautiously towards the nearest tent, his growing curiosity propelling him forward.

From the last few inches of the tent, he crawled slowly and cautiously in pain, his nose touching the canvas, he waited for a while, and nothing happened. So, he sniffed the unfamiliar tissue soaked in human smell, bit the canvas and dragged it gently, and the part of the tent that was close to it moved slightly, but it didn't matter. He dragged harder and moved harder. He thought it was amusing, so he dragged it hard, and as a result, the whole tent shook, and a woman's scream could be heard inside, and he hurried back to his mother's side. After that, he was no longer afraid of those towering tents. Not long after, he ran away from his mother again, and Rebecca, the red wolf, was caught on a stick on the ground, and could not follow him. A half-sized dog, which was slightly older than him in size and age, slowly walked towards him with an air of no one in his eyes. As for its name, Grey heard someone call it Deschamps. Deschamps is experienced in fighting and can be described as a fierce guy.

Deschamps is of the same race as Grey, and he is just a puppy, so he doesn't seem to be in danger. So, Little Ash is ready to treat it with a friendly attitude. However, the strange visitor stiffened his steps, his lips turned up, and his teeth were bared, and the little gray returned the salute in the same manner. They circled in circles, their hair standing up, and they barked tentatively at each other. After a while, Grey thought it was amusement and thought it was just a game, but in an instant, Deschamps pounced very quickly and bit down hard, which happened to be the shoulder that had been torn by the big lynx and was still in deep pain. Surprised and in pain, Little Ash cried out, and suddenly became angry, and pounced on Deschamps and bit wildly.

After all, Deschamps grew up in the camp and had been through many dog-to-dog wars, and his sharp little teeth bit at the newcomer's body several times until Little Ash wailed and fled back to his mother's shelter. This was his first battle against Deschamps. From the very beginning, they were inseparable enemies. The mother stuck out her tongue and licked her son, comforting him and trying to lure him to stay with him. However, after a while, his uncontrollable curiosity drove him to start a new adventure. He met a man, Messi, who was crouching and doing something with some sticks and dried moss scattered on the ground, and Little Gray walked closer to watch. Messi made a small gray voice that he thought was not hostile, and he came closer. The woman and the child took a number of other branches and gave them to Messi. Little Ash leaned over and touched Messi's knee.

Suddenly, he saw something strange, coming out like a mist from under the sticks and moss, and then a living thing swirling between the sticks, the color of which was like the sun in the sky. Little Ash knew nothing about fire, and fire, like the light of the cave he had been a child, attracted him, and he climbed a few steps closer. He heard Messi giggle on top of him until there was no hostility, and then his nose touched the flames, and at the same time, his outstretched tongue licked the flames. In an instant, he was almost numb, and suddenly he screamed. When his mother heard his voice, she jumped to the end of the stick, but she had no choice but to let out a terrible roar. Messi laughed loudly, patted his thigh and told everyone in the camp about it, and everyone burst into laughter. Little Gray Ash sat and screamed, helpless in the crowd's onlookers, which was really pitiful.

This is the most serious injury he has ever suffered, the living thing that grew under Messi's hand like the color of the sun burned his nose and tongue, he cried more than once, people laughed and laughed, he wanted to comfort his nose with his tongue, but his tongue was also burned, and the two wounds touched together, which was even more painful and painful. He fled back to his mother, who was furious at the end of the stick, the only animal in the world who would not laugh at him. Dusk was approaching, and his nose and tongue were still aching. Now, he misses home, the cave, Mulan, Ichihuge, and Hulk. At this moment, he saw three familiar figures, taking advantage of no one, slowly approaching, it was Hua Mulan and them, the little gray immediately jumped up, came to the spirit, and the red wolf looked at them in surprise. Hua Mulan whispered: "What you experienced, we all saw it when we hid aside. Little Ash, we brought a cotton cloth soaked in vinegar, lick it quickly, smell it more, it can cure fire burns!" ……

In the camp, men, women and children are making noises and irritating sounds, and the dogs are constantly arguing and harassing. The quiet silence of life that he was familiar with before was completely gone, and the air was vibrating with life, making noises that kept making noises, stimulating Ash's senses and nerves, making him nervous and uneasy, and always on guard. Like humans looking at the gods they had created, Ash-gray looked at the people in front of him, watching them come and go in the camp. Now, he argues, man is a higher animal, a god, a creator of nature. They possess all sorts of unknown and inexplicable powers, and they are the rulers of nature, dominating what is alive and what is not. They make the immobile move, the moving obedient, the life, the life of the color of the sun, grow out of the dead moss and wood. They are the makers of fire, they are simply gods. Mulan, who was secretly guarding on the side, now felt: "Little Gray Gray's knowledge is bursting out, and his conscience is gradually revealed, like a stone falling out of water!!" Brother Yixiu was pleasantly surprised: "It seems that it is not in vain for us to be wolves, I understand, whether it is wolf culture, human culture, or yellow, black, and white culture, conscience does not vary with different cultural attributes; Conscience does not change with the change of cultural attributes!! The Hulk answered, "Yes." Conscience is a mirror, a scale, and it is born to be there. ”