Chapter III

Pan Feng, it has been a year since he was born in the Flood Wilderness World Realm, and in the first year of this year, Pan Feng showed the ability of those mythical prodigies on the earth.

It's lively and cute, and it's half a year old.

At the age of one, "Panfeng" learned all the basic human languages of the tribe, and understood all the words and meanings of the people in the tribe.

In this year of Panfeng, Panjian and Hongyu were overjoyed, and they were overjoyed that they had given birth to a good son, a smart son.

"In the past year, the fact that Panfeng is a prodigy has spread to 500 people in the entire tribe, and everyone's ears are inside. ”

Because his son is a prodigy, Panblade now even regrets that he can no longer hunt in the deep forests of fierce beasts has faded a lot.

This year, the attack of the Firebird Clan, which the patriarch Pan Luoshan was worried about in his heart, did not come, and this result made the Luoshan Clan grow up relieved and let go of his worries.

On this day, the sun was shining in the sky, and if one looked directly at the sun, one could see two vague shapes, and golden crows hovering in them.

Pan tribe, a big event happened today, and this event made almost everyone in the Pan tribe except for the people who guarded the tribe go to watch this big event happen.

A guard guarding the eastern border of the Pan tribe said to his accomplices, "What a tragedy it is for the two of us to guard the gate today!"

The guard's accomplice sighed: "Yes, today, our tribe's "Panfeng" prodigy wants to rub against wood to create a Dongdong called Fire. ”

Guard: "What the hell is fire, "Panfeng" prodigy he didn't say what it was at all, the prodigy said we have to see the fire with our own eyes, see what the fire is, see what the fire is. ”

The guard's accomplice: "Don't talk about it, brother, we have to guard the gate of the tribe today, it is impossible to see what the fire is in the first place, but we will have time to see what the fire is in the future." ”

Guard: "Yes, yes!"

On a field the size of a football field, there was a lot of people, and there was a circle of black and oppressive human heads, and there was an empty space in the middle.

A child, the size of two or three years old, with unusually bright eyes, was sitting on the ground surrounded by everyone, holding a sharpened wood in one hand, and a dented wood and a pile of leaves.

The child sitting on the ground waited for a while, and saw that there were more and more people around, and the crowd was getting denser and denser, and the child said in a milky voice: "Everyone open your eyes and look at it, the "fire" will pass through my hands, and the invention has appeared in this ......."

As he spoke, the child gently placed the wooden stick in his hand on the dent of the wood placed on the ground.

Slowly rotate the stick in your hand back and forth, spinning, and spinning......

"Prodigy, can he hurry up and get this thing out of fire, I still have to practice martial arts now!"

"I'm bored right now, just look at what this prodigy is talking about. ”

Almost all the people who came to see the prodigy were talking in whispers, all of them were talking about whether the prodigy could make fire? What the hell is fire!

Pan Zhu, the midwife of Pan Blade, looked at the child sitting in the center of the crowd and asked the big man next to him who was still a little pale: "Brother Pan Blade, can you make that thing called fire? ”

Dahan was full of confidence, and replied to Panzhu with a positive face: "Yes, I can definitely get it out, my family's "Panfeng" is a prodigy," half a year old already understands the basic human language, and at the age of one year, he understands what everyone in the tribe means in the words. ”

Hongyu, who was holding the crossed arm, continued: "Yes, my son must be able to do it, he is a prodigy, he must be able to make that thing that is beneficial to everyone, that thing called "fire", I have been firmly believing in it for the past year. ”

Pan Feng had no distractions, ignoring all the voices around him, and recalled in his mind the legend about fire on the earth, the origin of fire: "Fire, it is the fire of hope of ancient human beings on the earth, the dawn of civilization, it brings light, warmth, delicious cooked food to human beings, it takes away the attack of fierce beasts, the horror of the night, and all kinds of things that are not conducive to the human race......"

"Based on the fact that the method of drilling wood for fire is of such great help to the earth and human beings, I hope that this method of drilling wood for fire will appear in this world. ”

"Today is a very sunny day, cloudless, but it is a good day to experiment with the method of drilling wood to make fire. ”

"After my analysis, the chance of successfully drilling wood for fire at this moment today is as high as nine layers.

Pan Feng's little face was full of smiles, and his smile was full of confidence, confident that he could succeed.

Twenty-eight minutes later, at the twenty-ninth minute, a leaf began to smoke.

After Pan Feng saw the smoke of the leaves, he immediately rotated the wooden stick harder and faster, regardless of the red and swollen state of his hands, and he wanted to drill the wood for fire very much, and the experiment was successful.

It didn't take long for the friction to accelerate, and the second leaf also began to smoke, and the smoke of this leaf became a chain reaction, the third, and the fourth...... Almost all the leaves within the rubbing range of the sticks began to smoke.

This scene made the people who looked at Panfeng sigh.

"It's fire, it doesn't seem to have any effect!"

"I still go back to boxing to increase my physical strength. ”

"Wait, don't go, the prodigy is still going! ”

In everyone's eyes, the fire has been made, and it is time for the prodigy's hands to stop rubbing.

But Pan Feng didn't stop, which caused everyone's doubts, "Haven't you made a fire yet?"

Pan Feng rubbed at great speed: "The fire is about to come out, and the method of drilling wood to make fire is about to be successful." ”

A spark emerged from one leaf, jumped and burned, burning other leaves, and sticks, and lighting a small fire.

The pan blade in the onlookers was dumbfounded: "This is fire, isn't this heavenly fire?"

Not only was Panblade already stunned, but everyone in the tribe was stunned and surprised.

Pan Feng clapped his palms: "It's finally done, "drilling wood to make fire" has finally been invented by me in this world." ”

"I'm about to break my hands now, take a rest first" Pan Feng stood up and shook off his obviously red and swollen hand.

After shaking my hand, I saw an amazing scene, and saw everyone looking at Pan Feng himself with the stunned eyes of me and my little friends, and Pan Feng himself was directly at a loss, and he couldn't figure it out.

Pan Feng strode directly in front of his father, wanting to ask everyone in the tribe what was wrong and how they looked at him like this.

When Pan Feng ran in front of his father, his father was still dumbfounded, so he patted his father's thigh very hard with his hand. "Dad, you're okay!"

slapped it a few times, so that the pan blade woke up from his daze, and his expression was excited: "This, this is the fire you said, son, you actually got out the supernatural powers that can only be used by heaven and earth generation and the desolate world, son, you are really a prodigy!"

As soon as Pan Blade's words fell, the patriarch of the Pan tribe, Pan Luoshan crossed the obstacles of the crowd at a very fast speed, and ran to Pan Blade, his face was red and excited: "Brother Pan, your son is no longer a prodigy, your son, his future may be the dawn of my human race!"

Listening to the words of the patriarch falling from the mountain, Pan Blade panted, his face was red, he was very excited, and he squatted down and hugged his son tightly: "What the patriarch said is not wrong, son, your future will be very helpful to mankind, I hope that in your future you can become a helpful person of the human race, and be a great sage of the human race." ”

Hong Yu, who was standing on the side, listened to the conversation between the two and excitedly asked the question that everyone at the scene wanted to know: "Brother Blade, patriarch, are you two sure that our son is the dawn of our human race?"

"Probably"

"It should be"

The answers of both were uncertain, but there was infinite hope in the hearts of the people of the tribe who heard this.

The human race has had no hope for countless years in the flood and famine, but now there is a glimmer of hope, and there is a dawn in everyone's hearts.

"Am I the dawn of the human race?" Pan Feng thought in confusion in his mind.

The words "hope, dawn" represent a bright and infinite future, can I bring a bright and infinite future to the human race?

Now the conversation between his father and the tribal patriarch has brought Pan Feng a deep pressure on himself.

Pan Feng knew in his heart that he had a few catties and a few taels, "I just have a talent for analysis, if I don't learn about it on the earth network, I can't analyze how to invent a way to drill wood for fire." ”

"According to Pan Feng's own understanding in the past year, I don't know what level the strength of the Ten Thousand Races in the Flood Desolation is high, and those strong people of the Ten Thousand Races in the eyes of the tribesmen are converted into the strength level on the earth, and the power is comparable to the nuclear warheads of the earth. ”

"These powerhouses of all races are not the strongest, and there are powerhouses of all races who are stronger than the eyes of the tribe. ”

"Besides, I have never studied and understood information such as firearms and weapons, let alone nuclear bombs, and there is no way for me to analyze these weapons without information. ”

"Being without information is like, "Water without a source, wood without roots!" ”

"Is this me really the dawn of the human race?" Pan Feng thought suspiciously in his heart.

Pan Feng thought about it, and unconsciously returned to the tent.

And the patriarch and Pan Feng's father, Pan Blade, saw the expression of "Pan Feng" thinking about things, so he didn't stop Pan Feng.

The crowd was surging, and the crowd was unusually crowded at this moment to split a path for Panfeng to pass, and everyone was looking at Panfeng who was thinking about things with hopeful eyes.

After Panfeng returned to the tribe, the tribe was in an uproar all day, and everyone said that their tribe had "Panfeng" and was the future great sage of the human race.

When night arrives, the sky is dotted with stars, and the beautiful night is printed.

Somewhere in the deep forest of fierce beasts, a big bird with beautiful fiery red feathers stood on a big tree with green leaves, even at night, it was very conspicuous, and suddenly its nose moved, "How can there be the smell of humans here, is there a human tribe here?" The big red bird thought in his head.

The big bird pulled out a weird smile, spread its wings and flew away from the tree, and shouted a few times to the sky, "The Terran tribe over there, wait, you are all my food today, after eating you, my strength will probably improve again." ”

As the night passed, the sun began to rise, and the bright light shone on the bright earth.

"I gave birth and gave birth, I will have a child right away, I will have a queen. Luoshan excitedly said excitedly to the three people who were standing on the side, Panjian and Hongyu Panfeng.

"Congratulations, congratulations, congratulations, big brother!" Pan Blade and Hongyu also replied happily.

"Congratulations to the patriarch uncle!" Pan Feng also returned in Hongyu's arms.

"Yesterday, the peak boy just made the heavenly fire, and now my wife has also given birth, what a double happiness!" said the head of the Luoshan clan with a smile.

"Yes, yes, it's a double blessing!" said with a smile on the Blade.

Not far from the Pan tribe, the big bird that has been fiery red is flying towards the Pan tribe. "The smell of the Terrans is getting stronger and stronger, and all the people in this tribe, all my food, quack. ”

PS: Still asking, all kinds of asking