I am a chief in a primitive tribe

After returning to the clan, Mu Feng directly led the little wolf to the armored earth dragon.

A few wolf cubs should be a month or two old, and they still look cute and stupid.

But as soon as Mu Feng stretched out his hand, the little wolf would immediately bare his teeth and grin, looking like he was going to attack and bite.

"Sure enough, it's still the wild foot of the original ecology. Mu Feng said darkly.

In his previous life on Earth, he had a few friends, who often went in and out of the primitive area because of archaeological needs, and had the habit of raising hunting dogs. They often ask for specialized people to train their hounds because they are not wild enough.

From thin-waisted dogs to Tibetan mastiffs, this is the case.

Nowadays, it seems that the reason why these hunting dogs are not wild is largely related to the living environment of the hunting dogs.

At the moment, although the five little wolves were still young, they still showed a wild and untamable appearance, which not only did not worry him, but made him excited.

Because once such a wolf is tamed, its combat power is definitely many times stronger than that of the domesticated dogs in later generations.

And the reason why he brought it to the Batch Armor Earth Dragon was to suppress the arrogance of the little wolves first through the breath of the Batch Armor Dragon, so as to prevent them from being too "arrogant".

But what he didn't expect was that even in the face of the "behemoth" of the Batch Armor Dragon, the five little wolves did not show the slightest timidity, and gathered together to raise their heads and scream at the Batch Armor Dragon.

Although they are demonstrating with their heads held high, they clearly look cute and cute.

The most hilarious thing is that one of the slightly larger little wolves actually stepped forward "boldly" and grinned at the Jiadi Dragon, with a posture of "there is a kind of you coming".

The armored earth dragon turned a deaf ear.

One is that it is clearly moderate by nature.

The second is that these five little wolves together are not as big as its hooves, and they are not at the same level at all.

So it just glanced lazily at a few little wolves, snorted, and then lay on the ground and nibbled on the grass in front of him.

It's like an elephant being noisy by a swarm of mosquitoes, but it just flapps its ears and blasts it away, and then it doesn't care anymore.

Contempt, naked contempt!

Mu Feng couldn't help laughing, feeling that a few little wolves were really newborn calves who were not afraid of tigers, they obviously didn't realize that the big guy in front of them was an existence that could trample them into meat sauce with a hoof.

"Sure enough, the son of the tiger and leopard, although it is not written, has the air of eating cattle. Mu Feng nodded, "After all, wolves are carnivores, and dragons are still herbivores.

He shook his head: "It seems that I was sloppy and forgot about this stubble." "

I didn't use the Batch of Armor Dragons to suppress the wildness of the wolf cubs, but instead stimulated their wildness. This really surprised Mu Feng.

"It seems that I still have no experience!" Mu Feng scratched his head, thought about it, and carefully recalled the content of animal taming, it seems that in addition to the "language" of communicating with some animals, there is also an introduction to "domestication".

In general, for the domestication of a beast like a little wolf, all that needs to be done is four words: grace and power!

To put it bluntly, it is carrots and sticks.

As for how to give radishes and sticks, there are also detailed instructions inside.

Mu Feng looked at it carefully and looked at it again, and suddenly felt like he had picked up a treasure.

Before, he thought that 500 achievement points for a beginner beast taming technique was a bit of a loss, but now it seems that it is worth it.

Grace and power are combined, and willingness to do is "grace" first.

Considering that the little wolf is not big in size and body, it is only one or two months. Normally, they should not have been weaned yet, and they can eat meat at this time, but they certainly can't tear raw meat yet.

Mu Feng decided to start with this aspect first.

So he found Hanshu, cut a large piece of venison from him, went back and cut it into small pieces, put it in a stone jar and hammered it repeatedly with a bone stick, a bit like pounding garlic in a garlic mortar in his previous life, and pounding the venison into minced meat.

Then he kneaded the minced meat into small balls and fed them to the little wolf.

This method is to imitate the way the she-wolf first fed the young wolf, who chews the meat into lumps and spits it out to the young wolf.

Not only that, Mu Feng remembered that when he was a child, many old people in the village fed their children like this.

Now it seems that humans most likely learned this method from animals – and more likely, wild wolves.

The little wolf saw Mu Feng stretching out his hand to pinch the meat ball and hand it over, and one by one he returned the milk and roared fiercely at Mu Feng, with a warning meaning.

The posture was clearly saying, "You go away!"

Mu Feng smiled silently, and did not continue to stretch out his hand, just holding the meat ball with his hand, neither stepping forward nor taking it back, and looking at the little wolf with a smile.

All around is the smell of raw meat.

It is naturally uncomfortable to smell in the wood wind, but it may not be for the little wolf.

The little wolves first roared wildly, and then vigorously demonstrated at the wooden wind.

But it didn't take long for their stomachs to start growling.

Wolves

who have just been born for a short time, like children, need to be fed constantly, and now they are obviously hungry.

Hearing the "grunt" sound, the smile on Mu Feng's face became stronger, and the old god was pinching the meat ball and shaking it again.

The smell of "meat" in the air seems to be stronger.

Now

the little wolf's belly rang even louder.

The little wolves no longer roared at Mu Feng, but looked at Mu Feng's hand, tilted their heads, and wanted to advance and retreat.

Mu Feng is not in a hurry, and he knows that he can't be in a hurry now.

Finally, a little wolf couldn't help it, and tentatively took a step, cautiously walked to Mu Feng, carefully grabbed the meat ball, and then quickly ran to the side, gobbling it up.