When Andy arrives at the vegetable patch in Blackfoot Village, it becomes a battlefield.

In the large farmland of Blackfoot Village, green spore grass grows everywhere, and from time to time it sprays sharp thorns at the natives who dare to approach the surrounding people with their mouths wide open, so that most people have no way to get closer, so they have to stand at a distance.

A handful of natives with guns shoot Spore Grass with iron tube rifles, but their guns are too few and too powerful. In contrast, the spore grasses launched a counterattack in unison, and the spikes that sprayed from all directions flew at terrifying speeds. A man carrying a wooden shield to cover a native shooter was pierced through the sole of his foot by a long sharp green thorn, and he threw down his shield and rolled on the ground in pain.

The shooter, who had no cover, did not dare to stay in the "rain of bullets" for too long, picked up his shield and helped the wounded to withdraw from the sphere of influence of the spore grass.

Andy looked at the natives who had been injured one after another and were still trying to attack, and felt a little strange in his heart, and happened to see the strange guy who had led a group of dogs into Blackfoot Village before, so he approached to talk.

"Hello, my name is Andy, I've seen you, you're the one who came in with a pack of dogs before, right?"

The other man nodded, and once again showed a somewhat exaggerated grin, but his big buckteeth were really hard to look at.

"Hello, you look like an outsider, it's rare. I'm Huhu from the Dog Village. ”

Andy listened to it for a moment and thought he had misheard.

"Uh, I'm sorry I didn't hear your name, can I trouble you to say it again?"

"It's huhu."

“..... Why the name? ”

"It's the sound of the wind, and there was a particularly strong wind in the village when I was born."

“.....”

Andy looked at the other party, and although the person in front of him was obviously still a native man, it was completely different from the painting style of Blackfoot Village, his legs and feet were not painted black, and there was no exaggerated feather decoration on his head.

The more distinctive thing on his body is the fur, and there is a tattoo on his arm, if Andy is not mistaken, it should be a dog, the breed is similar to the one he was holding before.

"Where is the Doggy Village?"

Huhu stretched out his arm and pointed east.

"Not far away, we are allies with Blackfoot Village, and we have fought side by side many times."

While the two were talking, a large fierce dog suddenly withdrew from the vegetable patch in front of him, and Andy saw a green spike stuck in its back, and its mouth was still whining.

Huhu immediately left Andy at this scene, ran straight to the big dog, and while comforting it, he took out a packet of black powder from his clothes, pulled out the spike, and covered its wound.

Andy walked over and looked at the dog, it was indeed a big and sturdy dog, a dog of this level could almost be called a war dog, not the kind of pet dog or housekeeper dog that could be compared. Thinking of Huhu saying that the name of his village is Dogdog Village, Andy guesses that this village has a relationship with dogs.

He walked over to Huhu, who was soothing his dog.

"Hey, man, how's your dog hurt?"

Huhu was examining the dog's condition very closely, and then seemed relieved.

"It didn't hurt the vital point, the spore grass's thorns had a poisonous juice that could make the stabbed enemy feel intense pain, otherwise it wouldn't have withdrawn so quickly..."

The big brown-haired dog rubbed his hand with his face, looking very intimate.

Andy watched for a while, a little envious in his heart.

Several more natives were called, but there was nothing they could do about the spore grass rampant.

"I have a question, why are they in such a hurry to take back the vegetable patch?"

After a while, the dog gave Andy an answer.

"Because they can't drag, those spore grasses are a scourge, they multiply very quickly, and it won't be long before they will be more numerous, and then they will completely take over the vegetable field. Not only that, as long as the seeds bred by those guys land, they will grow in a few days, and the Blackfoot Village will face a crisis.... Most of the men in the village have gone out with the hunting team, and they will not be able to return at all without half a month and a month's work, and the problem will be even more serious and unsolvable. ”

Huhu handed Andy the thorn he had pulled out.

"You see, these spikes can be sprayed out of their mouths, and they are no different from bows and arrows, and these thorns can be used as arrows, and if they are thorns grown from some large spore grass, they can be used as spears."

Andy pinched it, this thing is indeed very hard, no wonder it can pierce the native's shield after being sprayed out by those plants.

"That's strange, why can't you see too many of these plants outside?"

Whirring pointed to the hillside not far away, where there were some caves.

"These spore grasses are not really adapted to growing outside, they prefer lush vegetation or closed cave environments, and if they want to grow outside, they need fertile soil, such as the vegetable patch in this Blackfoot Village. In addition to this, there is the biggest problem, which is that they have natural predators. ”

"Predators? This plant is so domineering, what natural predator can eat them? ”

Huhu had a proud expression, and it was clear that he didn't think it was known to everyone.

"Let me tell you, the natural predator of those spore grasses is coyotes!"

Andy looked at the big dog lying beside him, a little incredulous.

"Coyotes aren't they.... Isn't it just a small dog? If your dog can't deal with them, why should a coyote be a natural enemy? ”

Whirring shook his head, a radiant expression on his face.

"No one agrees with what I said, but I think it's true. I once saw with my own eyes how coyotes kill spore grass, they would swoop in packs from all directions, oh, those coyotes are very agile and because they are not very large, they can easily dodge the spikes that shoot at them. They then work together to bite and tear apart the neck of the spore grass, so that the spore grass cannot attack. ”

Huhu gestured excitedly with his hands, but finally sighed a little disappointed.

"I've told people about this discovery, and coyotes are probably very good animals as well, and although they are not as strong and strong as our domesticated dogs, they are more agile and faster. I told the elders about it, but they all laughed at me, and they all thought that coyotes were inferior dogs, and they didn't deserve anything at all....."

Andy listened to the information shared by Huhu, looked at the black-footed natives who were still struggling to fight against the spore grass not far away, and couldn't help but think of an idea.