Chapter 20 This is the age of the gunners

The thing slowly approached, and when it reached Fang Mu's hand, the light was not so strong.

Fang Mu grabbed the thing in his hand, and his heart was surging.

It was a key, a gold key, with a glow of infinite charm, both in the feel and in weight, it was great.

"Golden Lock! Golden Lock!"

Fang Mu shouted after getting the golden key, and after calling the golden lock over, he muttered a few words to her, and the golden lock quickly ran out, and after a while, a silver box was brought in.

This silver box was typed out by Fang Mu before, and now he remembered when he met the golden key, he didn't know if the golden key could open the silver box.

No matter what, Fang Mu still had the attitude of giving it a try, and inserted the golden key through the keyhole of the silver box, it was easy to insert it, but it couldn't be turned or opened.

It seems that it still doesn't work.

Fang Mu sighed, it seemed that this golden key could only open the golden chest, and this silver box of his own could only be opened when he found the silver key.

There are two treasures empty, but they can't get the things inside, don't mention the kind of scratching of ears and cheeks, but Fang Mu knew that this kind of thing couldn't be forced, so he asked the golden lock to put away the silver box, and the golden key, he put it close to him.

Jin Suo carried the box, but he didn't leave, his face was crimson, and he looked at Fang Mu directly.

Fang Mu didn't notice it at first, but later found that something was wrong with the golden lock, and quickly asked her what was wrong.

As soon as Jin Suo cried, Fang Mu also panicked, he was most afraid of girls crying in his life, especially such a beautiful girl as Jin Suo, she cried like this, Fang Mu found out that Jin Suo was so good-looking, he had been busy before, he didn't look at Jin Suo too carefully, and after a careful look, he really deserved the name he gave himself.

"Golden Lock thought he would never see Mr. again"

Jin Suo's tears fell one after another, one side after another, accompanied by her convulsions, Fang Mu suddenly realized that he had been ignoring a question, a question about Jin Suo's identity.

In his opinion, the golden lock is a maid sent to him by the tribe, a little nanny who is responsible for daily life. But in the eyes of the clansmen, including in the golden lock, the golden lock was promised to himself.

Of course, no one in the tribe would force Fang Mu to marry only one person in his life, in their opinion, Fang Mu was a prophet and an immortal, such a powerful person, even if he married a few more people, it didn't matter.

But the key point is that Fang Mucai has only met Jin Suo a few times, and he doesn't know much, so it is still very difficult for him and Jin Suo to cultivate a relationship immediately.

The golden lock is different, in her dictionary, Fang Mu is her master, she can quickly develop feelings for Fang Mu, and even affection.

So Fang Mu had been outside a few days ago, and when he came back, he was still injured, and he slept for a long time before he woke up, and Jin Suo was the most worried.

After figuring this out, Fang Mu felt like an electric shock all over his body.

Whether it is in the past life or in this life, few people care about themselves and care about themselves, and the golden lock looks at himself with caring eyes, making him feel extremely warm.

After chatting with Jin Suo for a while, the sky darkened, the two returned to Fang Mu's cave, Jin Suo laid out the seagrass for Fang Mu, and took the initiative to lie down on Fang Mu's stone bed, looking at Fang Mu with watery eyes.

The beauty is like this, it is false to say that he is not tempted, but Fang Mu can't be impulsive no matter what, the key is that he is too relieved about the medical level of the underwater world, if he impulsively has a child, the risk of giving birth to a child is too great.

The two of them were lying on a stone bed with their clothes, Jin Suo flashed his big eyes, staring at Fang Mu, who was breathing evenly, and he had fallen asleep for a long time, and finally fell asleep.

Before dawn the next day, Fang Mu was woken up by the sound of a trumpet.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The simple word killing, with a murderous aura echoing in the underwater world, Fang Mu got up to rinse his mouth and wash his face, and then walked out of the hole, and saw the tribal warriors who were practicing in the open space at a glance.

Standing in front is Wukong, who at this time is naked and has a little seaweed wrapped around his lower body, covering the key places, shouting the trumpet while waving the stone tool in his hand.

His body was full of pimples, and in his hand was a rectangular stone, the front end of which was sharpened by him, and every time he swung it, he would make a whirring sound of the wind, which looked particularly sensitive.

Among the warriors, the barbarian is the most diligent, and only his size can be comparable to Wukong, and he is also wielding a long stone in his hand, while the other warriors are waving small stones, and they are panting.

Fang Mu walked into the valley to the north, it was tinkling, the oyster chief was leading a group of people to make stone tools, Fang Mu looked at it, he was quite satisfied, and basically did what he said.

Wandering out of the valley, he came to the fishing cave, where Chief Blackstone and his two young offspring were waiting for him.

The two young offspring were the most clever children selected from more than a dozen tribes, one was thirteen years old, the other was fourteen years old, one was a little black, and the other was a little white.

"What's your name?"

Fang Mu carefully looked at the two of them for a while, and found that both of them were alert people with flowing eyes, and at the same time, judging from their faces, they were not wolf-hearted people.

"Please give me a name, sir. ”

Before the two could speak, Chief Blackstone spoke for them, and the two of them nodded their heads.

The people of the whole tribe knew that Fang Mu had the habit of giving names to people, and the names he gave were all very good, so the whole tribe was proud to let Fang Mu give names.

"Giving a Name"

Fang Mu muttered as he circled around the two of them twice, one white and one black, with particularly obvious characteristics, which made him suddenly think of the two enemies in his previous life, one white and one black.

"Your name is Obama. ”

Fang Mu pointed to the black boy and said, then pointed to the white boy and said, "You can call Putin." ”

The two of them hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed, not knowing the little dirty thoughts in Fang Mu's heart.

Obama and Putin kowtow to themselves, and they couldn't be more cool to think about.

Seeing that he was very satisfied with the two of them, Chief Blackstone left, and Fang Mu led the two of them to the stone cannon, patted the stone cannon, taught them some simple tips, and then asked Obama to try the cannon first.

These two people were gunners that Fang Mu decided to train in the tribe, and he asked the Blackstone Chief to help him select them, and there were only two requirements: first, a clever young man, under 15 years old. Second, there has never been an advantage to others in the tribe.

The reason why he wanted to train gunners was because Fang Mu had a particularly grand plan in his heart, he knew that if he only trained warriors and did not train excellent gunners, when the people from the Obaka Continent arrived, this place would also be vulnerable.

Because, this is the era of the gunners!