A week has passed, and the dragon has developed the ability to sit on the boulder and snore, and Lei Luo is still making no progress.

A month later, only the last three people in Death Valley were left—Raylo, Dragon, and Abu the Wimpy Kid. The other cultivators who came here this year, regardless of their age, have completed the Flame Awakening and returned to their clans.

Relo remained unmoved, like a paranoid carved out of wood, sometimes spending days in Death Valley, not eating, drinking, or sleeping.

As the future boss of the whole clan, Abu is not to be outdone, and secretly competes with Lei Luo. As long as Lei Luo lasts, he will hold on for as long as he wants. Although Kumba has always insisted on the education method of not beating and not succeeding, he couldn't help but feel distressed when he saw his little grandson playing with his life like this, and secretly cursed Lei Luo's ancestors all over again, and on the surface, he had to make a smiling face, not daring to offend the other party.

Lei Luo hadn't started to teach any native construction skills, but instead took out a lot of A-level construction skills that Kumba had never heard of for them to choose from. This is a slight deviation from the previous agreed deal, but Kumba can no longer afford to accuse Lei Luo of not talking about it. Because those configurations are so delicate and powerful, he really can't refuse, and even can't help but give birth to the greed that everyone wants.

"If it weren't for the Human Emperor, how would we have ended up where we are today? The Dark Land is the origin plane of all secret weapons and constructs! It's good now, in turn, the weaklings from other planes have come back and acted as our teachers in terms of construction!" Kumba chattered and complained with a feeling of excitement and frustration.

The Human Emperor is the supreme king of the sinners, the supreme being that all the natives even dream of killing. If it weren't for his incineration order back then, the Dark Land would still be full of sky, not to mention the SSS level, even the heaven-level and earth-level.

Only Hell still has a certain number of advanced blueprints, but Kumba has a different opinion from the Grand Elder of the Barbarian Fangs. I don't think it's a smart idea to go there and find something. First, the criminals are always watching Hell, paying more attention to the movements there than their own backyards, and the Splittooth Clan can't afford to fight the snakes, and secondly, Lei Luo has come up with so many options, enough to win by numbers. It's time to support the coming big war - for war, the Heaven and Earth Ladder Construction, which requires a lot of materials, is not the best choice at all.

With only one new construct [Super Mind Burst], Kumba removed all seven of the previous loadouts and received a double increase in telekinesis. Not only that, but Lei Luo also completely healed the injuries caused by the damaged structure that had tormented Kumba for many years. The old man is now alive and well, and there is no longer any pain and soreness behind him, and he can't wait to turn a few heels when he walks.

As Relo once said. Now Kumba is reluctant to let him have the slightest thing happen, he is like a god, and often shush the cold and ask for warmth. But in terms of Tinder Awakening, Kumba can't help anything, and no one can help Lei Luo.

He was on his own.

"I can only rely on myself!" Abu had a headache, always feeling that it was Lei Luo and the dragon who brought bad luck, but Lei Luo had become a fragrant glutton in the clan, and even his grandfather Kumba didn't dare to provoke him.

Two months passed. Relo's first construction student begins his internship.

Hazuki never dreamed that Lei Luo would teach him construction skills. So much so that a sense of unrealistic absurdity often rises from the mind.

"Your Great Elder seems to have forgotten about you, if you don't learn to construct, I'm afraid that in the future, if I'm not there, these Splittooth Clan will really eat you. Lei Luo originally wanted to say that people were afraid that they would kill X first and then kill, but in the end he didn't pick his words so thoroughly.

There is value to everything, and this also includes the right to live. Lei Luo is now in an anti-guest situation. It has become the best example. No matter how simple Hazuki is, she can understand the truth.

She just couldn't figure out why the clansmen hadn't come to the rescue, was it really as Lei Luo said, the Great Elder felt that the price he needed to pay was too great, so he gave up on himself?

Hazuki couldn't get an answer.

Kumba is cunning and cunning. Since he saw Lei Luo's intentions clearly, he weighed it again and again, but in the end, he still did not force the latter to teach the Splittooth Clan the ability to construct.

The speed of Lei Luo's engraving and assembly is amazing, and one person is equivalent to an assembly line. The construction tools prepared by the Splittooth Clan are all old gadgets with a history of 100 years, but they seem to have life in his hands, and under the premise that the construction materials are complete, they are often handy, and they can be engraved on the native in a blink of an eye.

As long as he returns to the Splittooth settlement for the night, Lei Luo will take ten jobs every night, that is, complete a full set of A-class builds for ten natives. This amount of work, for any large architect, would probably take the whole night to complete, but he would only take an hour at most.

The frustration in Tinder's awakening didn't seem to affect Lei Luo's mood. Every time he watched the rune needles move quickly across the natives, Hazuki always felt like she was facing a miracle. Lei Luo's focused eyes were still as clear as water, always making Yu Yue inadvertently think of his brother. It's a strange feeling that makes her feel like she can trust unconditionally, because with such clean eyes, she must have the same clean heart.

Kumba knows very well that doing the work quickly does not mean that Lei Luo is lazy. But he still gave a tactful opinion on the overall progress of the ten people at a time, and wanted to implore Lei Luo to suffer a little more, because if this continues, I don't know how many years and months will it take for everyone in the clan to be equipped with the structure.

Lei Luo turned a deaf ear and still maintained his speed.

In desperation, Kumba first found the dragon and wanted to achieve his goal through him.

During this time, the "sparring partner" was dizzy, and he was provoked by Abu all day long, but he didn't dare to complain to Lei Luo. Unexpectedly, the grandfather of the bear child would come to the door in person and beg him to help persuade Lei Luo.

"This makes it a little difficult for me to do...... "The dragon pretended to be reserved, but in fact, he was already happy in his heart. I'm worried that I won't have a chance to take revenge, as the grandfather of that little ghost, why do you have to pay for his sins, right?

"It's not difficult, it's not difficult, the beast god will definitely bless you!" Kumba couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard his tone loosen, and made a strange native salute, turned his head and shouted outside the cave: "Hurry up, bring it in!"

Yu Long didn't expect that the other party actually prepared a bribe, so he put up his head at the moment, cocked Erlang's legs, and waited to see what good things were.

Seven or eight of the most famous beautiful maidens of the Splittooth Clan rushed in and lined up, shyly but slightly eager to cast their eyes at the dragon.

"The beast god said that you should give everything to a good friend!" Kumba rubbed his hands together like an eager pimp, "It's a pity that you are not interested in human flesh, otherwise it would be the greatest enjoyment in the world to taste the chilled brain pulp and stir-fry the hearts of the people I made myself, and drink a few glasses of monkey wine with these delicate flowers in my arms!"

The dragon was stunned, and his Adam's apple rolled for a while, almost throwing up the overnight meal.

None of the "delicate flowers" are taller than 1.4 meters, and the tattoos on their faces are either skeletons or strange ghosts, and at first glance they are all grimaces. Coupled with a skinny figure, washboard-like chests, and dry buttocks, the stimulation is indeed exciting enough, but it is psychological stimulation rather than physical.

"This ...... That's too thin, isn't it?" said the dragon with a strong smile.

"Like meat?"

One of the delicate flowers obviously came to the spirit, the fire broke out, and on the spot it turned into a terrifying mandrill with red and white stripes on its face, its butt was facing the dragon, and he replied shyly: "Come on, no matter how wild you are, I can stand it!"

The dragon looked at the giant beast that was also two meters tall on all fours, and his eyes were black for a while, and he was speechless.

Kumba thought that the dragon was moved by the beauty, and was about to avoid it first, when he suddenly saw the dragon with tears in his eyes and looked at him.

"Old man, are you a little prejudiced against coming out of hell?"

Kumba escaped from the cave where the dragon lived in a disgraced manner, and dismissed the team of beautiful girls, and he couldn't figure it out: "Obviously they are all carefully selected beauties, and they are much more tempting than the female barbarian teeth like Hazuki, why can't you like it?

With doubts, Kumba went to find Hazuki again.

With the lessons of the past, this time the old patriarch finally restrained a lot, and did not use schemes such as beautiful men's schemes. After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to attack the heart.

"In fact, your people are the same as my people, as long as you don't overthrow the sinners, you will never have a good life. It's just that we have too few people, tens of millions of criminals, and we have less than 100,000 people combined. Kumba squeezed out a weasel's smile.

"Our Great Elder said that the forest will protect everyone. Hazuki replied.

"What does that old guy know? Do forests cut down quickly, or do they replant quickly? The sinners have been expanding their territory and destroying entire planes. In their eyes, everything can only be divided into two kinds, one is energetic and the other is worthless. One day the mountains and rivers will be razed, the trees will be cut down, and your magic tree is doomed to death because it is full of life energy. So far, it's just that it's all the minions of the sinners who come to fight the autumn wind, and when the day comes, how long will you last?, so you have to strike first, and before those guys can make a move, you should burn the flames of war to their territory first!" Kumba waved his hand murderously.

"If you leave the mountains, how much strength will you have left?" asked Hazuki suspiciously.

Just as the Demon Tree is to the Barbarian Tooth Clan, the mountain land also has a great impact on the fire of the Splittooth Clan, and if you leave the Green Soul Forest where you have lived for generations, the combat power of any native will be greatly reduced.

"So I'll have to find a way, if you can help me persuade your friend......" Kumba was halfway through his words, when he suddenly turned his head to look out of the cave, and his face became extremely strange. (To be continued......)