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"Big guy, we have counted, there are 27 people from the Karazan tribe, of which 15 are not injured, 12 are slightly injured, and as for the seriously injured, we have helped them to get free. Xiaoqiang walked over and reported respectfully.

In the prehistoric world, there were basically no medicines, and savage injuries were completely dependent on their own healing ability, minor injuries could heal without being infected with fucking bacteria, and serious injuries had no chance of surviving at all.

Because of the scarcity of supplies, once there is a seriously injured person in the tribe, according to the popular opinion, it will help him relieve his pain, because the injured person will consume supplies, and not only will they continue to consume during the recuperation period, but also attract many terrible bacteria because of the wound.

There were many tribes that had terrible plagues, and in the end, none of them were spared.

It's a very dangerous place, and life is not easy!

"Have all the arrows been recovered?" Zhao Yunxiang asked.

"It's recycling, but it's a bit of a struggle when recycling. "When Xiao Qiang retrieved the arrow, he still followed what Zhao Yunxiang said, first use the spear blade of the half-precious stone to cut the flesh next to the arrow, otherwise it will not be pulled out, after all, the arrow is triangular, which is equivalent to a barb.

It doesn't matter if the arrow is drawn for the seriously injured or the corpse, but the minor wound is miserable, and the blades of the spears of the semi-precious stones are quenched and cannot be used, only the Buwanga tribe itself.

The sharpness of flint is not comparable to that of ordinary stone!

Zhao Yunxiang came to the center of the tribe and looked at the wounded, because they had experienced a terrible experience of pulling arrows, they were all honest, and some of the savages still had tears on their faces.

Zhao Yunxiang glanced around and nodded silently, very good, these savages have no hatred, at least they don't have to consume the lives of savages.

Now Zhao Yunxiang is very nervous and savage, the more of them, the better.

There was still a lot of meat in the tribe, and the dinosaur's carcass was still a lot left, and in order to prevent corruption, they hid large pieces of dragon meat in the cave.

The cave is dark, the temperature is not high, and the meat is not easy to spoil.

However, after such a long time, the meat must be cooked, and if it continues to be delayed, the dragon meat will really spoil.

"Xiaoqiang, you go and bring the dragon meat back, you have to deal with the dragon meat today, if you continue to delay, I'm afraid it will be wasted. Zhao Yunxiang greeted Wangcai, and walked towards the dense forest with one person and one dragon.

At night, the creatures of the forest come alive, and the huge horses are coming out to feed, their bodies are as long as 2 meters, and the thin feet of this thing crawl against the armor, making a crisp and piercing sound.

Giant Malu is vegetarian and occasionally eats small animals, and usually does not attack adult wildlings, except, of course, infants.

Ma Lu's perception is quite good, perhaps because he senses a huge creature approaching, and he immediately flees.

After all, Wangcai's physique is there, weighing 6 tons!

"It's these trees, knock them all down!" Zhao Yunxiang came to the forest, he was very reluctant to come to the dense forest at night, because there were too many mosquitoes here.

A mosquito the size of a fly asks if you are afraid, and if you slap it, the bursting plasma can splash on your face.

"Roar~!"

Wangcai reluctantly lifted his foot, and then kicked the small tree.

"Click~!"

A tree with a diameter of one meter was kicked to the ground, and this tree has lush foliage, which is suitable for a smokehouse.

Yesterday's thatched hut was framed with this kind of tree arrows, and the overall effect was quite good.

Returning with a few trees, the savages set up a huge tripod with ease, followed by a large pile of leaves.

In the prehistoric world, conifers were more common, with strong trunks that were too small in leaves.

In fact, Zhao Yunxiang's favorite thing is the mucus secreted by conifers after injury, which is equivalent to modern pine resin, which is a natural binder.

In his hand, he plays with a piece of crystal clear pine resin, and there is a thumb-sized ant in the pine resin, which is formed by chance, and under special circumstances, after tens of thousands of years, it will become a priceless amber.

"Big guy, what are you building this house for?" Xiao Qiang checked the sturdiness of the house, and at the same time, according to what Zhao Yunxiang said, he collected a lot of shrubs and fresh weeds.

"We have too much dinosaur meat, let alone today, even the day after tomorrow I can't finish it, I made this house to process the meat so that they can be stored for a long time. Zhao Yunxiang patted the small house that had just been built.

"What should I do?" Xiao Qiang asked again, he liked to come into contact with Zhao Yunxiang the most, because he could learn a lot of knowledge that even the elders of the tribe had never heard of.

"Half-cooked meat, then put it in a small house, light a fire under the house, and cover the bushes and fresh weeds, which will form smoke. Zhao Yunxiang paused and said, "The smoke carries temperature and a unique smoky smell, which can further dry and cook the half-cooked dragon meat, and finally become a smoked meat with a unique flavor." ”

"This ......," Xiaoqiang said he didn't quite understand, "can smoke cook the meat, won't the fire ignite the bushes, or ...... The bushes are too damp to extinguish the fire. ”

"So, the smoke room needs to be watched and adjusted at any time. Zhao Yunxiang shrugged his shoulders, "It's a pity, this is the tropics, otherwise you can get a freezer or something, and you don't have to worry about the dragon meat going bad at all." ”

"What is a freezer?" asked Xiaoqiang again.

"Hurry up and get to work!!" Zhao Yunxiang said he had a headache, not wanting to say anything to the savages who had a lot of questions.

It didn't take long for the smokehouse to be made, and the wildlings divided the fire into several piles, on which thinly sliced dragon meat was roasted.

The Karazan tribe's semi-precious spear blade is really useful for cutting meat, although this is quenched, but after the flame bakes, the toxin will completely dissipate.

Xiao Qiang roasted the meat, thought for a while, and then muttered to himself, "If the flame will remove the toxin, then the quenched spear will not be poisonous if it is roasted, right?"

With the idea, he began to try, and then ......

"Big guy, what will the spear blade explode?" Xiao Qiang touched his face, just now, the very fragrant spear blade suddenly exploded, I didn't expect the fragments of the spear blade to be so hot, no matter how it sticks to the face, Xiao Qiang's face is hot.

Seeing Xiaoqiang like this, Zhao Yunxiang felt helpless, the IQ of the savage is really not high.

"Gemstones are about the same texture as glass, and if you bake them like this, they will definitely explode if they are heated unevenly. Zhao Yunxiang looked at Xiao Qiang, who was burned, "I didn't expect that the spear blade of the semi-precious stone would not be so hot." ”

The power of flame is very strong, with fire, civilization can be born, Xiaoqiang's thinking is still relatively avant-garde.