What comes out of the drill is not fire, but the hope of survival, the hope of overcoming wild beasts and the bitter cold.

In the entire tribe, there are two most special apes, one of whom is the female leader, that is, Yang Sanyang's mother. The second is the older ape in the tribe, with a somewhat thin body, similar to the 'high priest', responsible for the communication between the whole tribe and the gods.

For the rest of his life after the catastrophe, looking at the clear blue sky, Yang Sanyang stood at the entrance of the cave as usual and swallowed the north wind, and waited until the sun jumped out of the ground on the horizon, and the day's activities began.

The corpses of all kinds of beasts could be seen everywhere outside the tribe, and there were not only many beasts that were shocked to death by the power of heaven that day.

"Now that the weather is hot, the carcasses of these beasts will deteriorate after a long period of storage, and the only way to preserve the quality of the meat is to dry it into jerky!" Yang Sanyang looked at the primitive people who were full of food and lazily drying their stomachs not far away, and it was wishful thinking to expect these guys who only thought about today and didn't think about tomorrow to come up with a way to preserve the meat of beasts.

"Roar~"

Yang Sanyang roared, attracting the attention of countless primitive people, and then made a gesture of following me, Yang Sanyang led a group of primitive people to break branches in the mountains and forests.

Although everyone didn't know what the use of Yang Sanyang breaking the branches, they did it and didn't dare to disobey the orders of the 'Son of God', so a group of primitive people began to break branches in the mountains and forests.

Fortunately, the last thing that is lacking here is trees, which are full of branches.

Seeing this, Yang Sanyang nodded with satisfaction, returned to the cave with a bundle of branches, built a simple stand, and then took out the stones that had been prepared a long time ago, and began to skin and disembowel the beast.

The smell of dead bodies was definitely not good, but in the face of the temptation of food, he endured it.

It is not difficult to peel the skin, and although the sharp stone is not as good as the knife, it is enough for the skin.

As for cutting meat into strips?

Relying on the stone chips in your own hands? is a little naïve.

The primitive manpower is infinite, Yang Sanyang alone can be a thousand catties, not to mention those adult primitives?

It's more than enough to tear the meat strips by hand with your own strength.

Looking at the primitive people on the side, Yang Sanyang made a hand-tearing posture, and a group of primitive people looked at the sun in the sky, with a big mouth, and touched their bulging stomachs:

"I can't eat anymore, so is the leader still going to eat?"

Without further ado, though, he began to tear the beast into strips of flesh and hang it on the bracket he had made.

"Whoa~"

A primitive man brought dry firewood and put it under the stand.

"What are you doing with dry firewood?" Yang Sanyang was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the primitive man clumsily going to drill wood to make fire, and Yang Sanyang's forehead was bruised.

Obviously, these primitive people misunderstood Yang Sanyang's meaning and thought that Yang Sanyang wanted to eat barbecue.

"Bang!"

Giving the primitive man a kick, Yang Sanyang gestured to remove the firewood. The primitive man on the opposite side looked at Yang Sanyang with a face full of grievances, and in the face of the primitive man with a bewildered face, what could Yang Sanyang do?

In this way, after several times, a primitive man seemed to understand what Yang Sanyang meant, stepped forward a few times and kicked the primitive man away, and began to take care of the bracket back and forth.

Seeing that there were primitive people who wanted to make a fire to barbecue meat, the primitive people went up and kicked the firewood away, and started a tug-of-war.

"Clever!" Looking at the primitive man, Yang Sanyang's eyes showed a touch of relief, the thinnest primitive person in this tribe has just reached adulthood, and the primitive man of the entire tribe belongs to his most flexible head, and drilling wood to make fire is also the first to master after the stepdaughter leader.

"Wild!"

This is the name Yang Sanyang gave him.

One simple word!

An action to make jerky began, thousands of beasts made jerky and hung with stands, and the mountains and forests were full of blood and qi at a glance.

Ye followed several times, so that the rest of the primitive people understood what Yang Sanyang meant, although a group of primitive people did not know what Yang Sanyang wanted to do, but they still chose to obey silently.

They are stupid, they are stupid, but they are absolutely obedient!

"According to the scorching sun of this world, you can dry the dried meat in one day, and then put it away!" Yang Sanyang looked at the poisonous and spicy sun in the sky, his eyes showed a touch of solemnity, and he stared at the barbecue from time to time, and the fat continued to seep out, provoking countless beasts in the mountains and forests to peep, but he was driven away by the warriors of the tribe.

Since the last catastrophe, this place has left a deep impression on countless beasts, and there are not many beasts that dare to come and attack rashly.

Grease is a good thing, and when piled up, you can make a torch!

Although there is no cloth in this world, there are animal skins, Yang Sanyang put the old bark on the primitive people under the jerky, let the grease drip and impregnate and penetrate the animal skin, and his eyes showed a bright light: "If there is a torch, human beings will not be afraid of wild beasts at night, and no wild beast can withstand the power of torches!"

The fur of the beast was dry, and the fur shrugged when it touched the flames, so that the beasts could not eat and walked around, and became their own food.

After a busy day, seeing that the sky was getting dark, Yang Sanyang greeted him and began to clean up the jerky.

Seeing Yang Sanyang's movements, Ye was the first to follow, and then the remaining group of primitives followed.

The jerky is well sun-dried and has lost sixty percent of its moisture, and those brackets soaked in jerky grease are also a good weapon to expel wild beasts.

Looking at the skin on the ground, it has been soaked with grease and can barely be made into torches.

Beckoning countless primitives back to the cave, the thick mountain of skins soaked in grease, a smile appeared on the corner of Yang Sanyang's mouth.

"Huh?" Suddenly, Yang Sanyang paused, and looked into the distance out of the corner of his eye, but saw a group of primitive people actually raising a fire in the cave, wanting to roast the dried meat concocted today.

"Roar~~~"

Yang Sanyang was furious, quickly walked over and punched and kicked, snatched the dried meat, put it in the corner, and glared at the group of primitive people.

Although words could not communicate, the primitive people could see Yang Sanyang's anger, and hurriedly knelt on the ground at this time, looking at him with an innocent face.

Boom~

A group of primitive people knelt down in the cave, Yang Sanyang danced with his hands, but after half a ring, he put it down again, obviously this group of primitive people couldn't understand their meaning at all.

"It's better to take your time!" Yang Sanyang stepped aside, threw the beast's corpse in front of the primitives, and then turned away without looking back.

This time, the primitive man seemed to understand, knowing that Yang Sanyang told him to eat beasts, not jerky.

The female leader looked at Yang Sanyang with a pair of puzzled eyes, and now she is getting more and more unable to see Yang Sanyang, this child of her own seems to be too strange.

The cutting of animal skins is a big job, Yang Sanyang beckoned to the wild man who was eating meat, and the wild fart rushed over. Yang Sanyang made a tearing action, I have to say that Ye is indeed very smart, understood what Yang Sanyang meant, and started the great cause of tearing animal skins.

On the one hand, primitive people who had eaten barbecue saw this, and they came to curry favor one after another, and began to join the army of tearing animal skins.

In the middle of the night, after all the animal skins were torn, Yang Sanyang fell asleep satisfied, and for a while, there was another peaceful sleep in the cave.

Everything seems to be developing in a good direction, Ye does not have to participate in hunting, and has become Yang Sanyang's follower.

Boring around the hides, the whole tribe of primitive people now went out hunting, looking empty.

Sweeping over the primitive people who were constantly patrolling the territory in the distance, Yang Sanyang looked at the wild beside him and pointed at him with his finger: "Ye!"

Ye's eyes were full of doubts, and he pointed his finger at himself: "Yay?"

Although the pronunciation is not standard, and even seriously out of tune, it makes Yang Sanyang happy.

"Yang Sanyang!" he pointed to himself again.

Ye's eyes were full of confusion, and he opened his mouth, obviously unable to say his name.

It's like if someone talks to you about English before you learn English, if you can say it.

The evolution of the vocal cords is a long historical evolution, Yang Sanyang tilted his head, and looked at Ye opposite with a pair of eyes: "My name is obviously not suitable for calling out here! If you want Ye to call my name, you need to take a short name." ”

"What's the name?" Yang Sanyang fell into deep thought, and suddenly his mind was churning, and an inexplicable aura flowed by: "Pangu!

"Creating a civilization is no less than opening up the world, and Pangu means Great Perfection, this name is good!" Yang Sanyang suddenly had an electric light in his heart, and a flash of divine light appeared in his eyes, as if there was an intuition in the dark, a person's name is very important, related to his future and qi.

When it comes to the best name, Yang Sanyang suddenly remembered the word Pangu for some reason.

"Ye" Yang Sanyang pointed to the opposite Ye, and then pointed to his chest: "Pangu!"

"Pan ????" Ye's voice was very strange, he could only say one word, but that Gu couldn't spit it out no matter what.

"Wild"

"Pangu"

......

Half a day later, I saw the primitive man pointing at him: "Yay." ”

He pointed at Yang Sanyang again: "Pan!"

Yang Sanyang touched his chin: "Is the name of Pangu too difficult to call? Do I want to change the name? For example, Hongjun? Or is it the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, Laozi, primitive, Tongtian?"

For some reason, whenever Yang Sanyang wanted to open his mouth to shout out those names, he suddenly felt an inexplicable palpitation, as if as long as he shouted it, something ominous would happen, making his heart beat inexplicably faster.

"Plate!"

"Wild!"

The blue sky and the white day, the two primitive people, you point at me, I point at you, and keep shouting these two words back and forth.

In fact, on the second day, after Yang Sanyang got up, he found that what he was thinking was a little redundant, and when he shouted wild, the primitive man did not react.

"I still need more training, even the kittens and puppies know that people are calling him, I don't believe that primitive people are still as good as kittens and puppies!" Yang Sanyang was not discouraged.

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