I am a primitive

After rubbing his hand on the sore head for a while, Liao let go of his hand and continued to do carpentry.

But after doing it for a while, he stopped, reached out and rubbed his head that was aching slightly, looked at a few hickory nuts that had rolled to the side, and then looked up at the hickory nuts above his head. Thinking look.

And as time went by, the thoughtful expression on the lame face became more intense, and even later, even the ax in his hand was put down, and the whole person was in a state of thinking.

During this process, Lame's expression changed from time to time, sometimes it was confusion, and sometimes it was the horror of a cold war...

Lame's state has lasted for a long time. Seeing Lame's current state, Mao Er's apprentices felt scared for no reason. They wanted to wake him up, but they didn't dare.

A few apprentices who quietly walked away from the lame, looked at the obviously abnormal lame with worry and some fear, and discussed in a low voice whether they should tell the Son of God about this matter.

At the same time, I decided that I must stay away from these hickory trees in the future, so as not to be hit on the head by them and become lame...

"Okay! Hahahaha..."

It was at this time that the lame who had been sitting there silently thinking, suddenly stood up from the wooden pier and let out a burst of wild laughter.

This sudden move startled the unsuspecting Cat Ears, and they trembled all over.

They were still hesitating whether to tell the Son of God about this, but now they didn't hesitate at all.

"I'm going to tell the Son of God!"

Mao Er yelled and ran away.

"I thought of it, I thought of it!"

After the wild laughter, the limp still didn't calm down, clenched his fists and shouted excitedly.

Then he limped and ran into the carpenter's room...

Han Cheng was holding a bowl there, cracking open the wild duck eggs that floated and couldn't be used to hatch ducklings one by one to see if they could still be eaten.

These duck eggs are covered with bloodshot inside, and there are ducklings of different sizes, formed or not formed inside.

Among them were two duck eggs. The ducklings inside had already grown fur, and they would hatch in a few days. It was a pity that they met Han Cheng and the others at this juncture...

These two little ducks with egg yolks look very similar to the kind of skewered iron wool eggs sold on the streets in later generations.

It's just that one of the two is an egg and the other is a duck egg.

Han Cheng wanted to wear these two hairy eggs and grill them over charcoal fire, but after thinking about it, he really couldn't get it out of his mouth.

On the other hand, Wu, who was listening to Han Cheng talking about Maodan, looked very interested and wanted to try it.

Han Cheng thought for a while and still didn't agree, but threw these to Fu Jiang who stood aside and watched eagerly for a long time. There were bloodshot duck eggs in the bowl with half-formed ducklings floating in the middle, and Han Cheng also poured them out. Into the dog bowl.

This made Wu, who was still thinking about getting some hairy eggs to eat, very distressed.

This is what Han Cheng is doing. If there is another person, Wu Fei will drag him to educate him.

It was at such a time that Mao Er rushed over in a hurry, and shouted from a long distance, "God...God son! No...it's not good...lame..."

The appearance of the cat's ears and the loud yelling made Wu take back the eyes of Fu Jiang who swallowed the two hairy eggs after staring three or two times, and no longer wanted to pounce on it, and then took it out. posture.

"What's wrong with lame?!"

Han Cheng got up suddenly, looked at the running cat's ears and asked loudly, his voice was full of anxiety.

Han Cheng is very concerned about lameness, which plays an extremely important role in the future development of the tribe and the safety of people.

"lame……"

Cat's ears, who were running out of breath, began to talk about what happened outside the carpenter's room not long ago. When talking about these things, recalling the performance of lameness, Mao's ears felt a little palpitated and shivered.

"Son of God, hurry up and take a look..."

Hearing Mao'er's narration, Wu, who wanted to take out the fluffy egg from Fujiang's mouth, also became anxious, and spoke eagerly.

Han Cheng followed Wu and Maoer to the carpenter's room in a hurry.

However, Han Cheng's heart had already returned to his stomach, and the panic in his heart had been replaced by weirdness and another kind of surprise.

According to Mao'er, Lai's abnormal reaction just now is completely a manifestation of epiphany!

Could it be that this guy was hit on the head by a hickory nut, and then, like the great scientist Newton, he thought of why the fallen hickory nut didn't run away, or even fly into the sky, but hit himself on the head Great question, right?

The last ecstasy was obviously an answer to the question he was thinking about.

Lame, this magical guy, can't he really have his head consecrated by hickory nuts?

Then he smashed his head with a hickory nut, and thus came up with the extremely profound theory of gravity, which is extremely important to the development of physics, right?

This... If this is really the case, the wind blown by my little butterfly's wings is a bit strong!It is directly like a tornado!

The more Han Cheng thought about it, the weirder he felt, the more surprised he became, and the pace under his feet couldn't help but began to speed up.

He couldn't wait to see Lame, and then asked him, who had his head cut off by the hickory, what he thought of, whether it was a matter of universal gravitation.

If this is the case, lameness is not just as simple as the number one carpenter in the tribe!

"Son of God!"

Han Cheng and Wu hurried to the carpenter's room. The other carpenters who stayed here immediately breathed a sigh of relief when they saw Han Cheng and the others coming, and rushed to greet them.

"Where's the lame? Where?"

Han Cheng lowered his voice and asked the few people who greeted him.

Affected by Han Cheng, several people answered in a low voice, then reached out and pointed to the carpenter's room.

Han Cheng calmed down, and walked to the carpenter's room with Wu.

Arriving at the door of the carpenter's room, the situation inside has already come into view.

I saw a lame sitting on a wooden pier, his hands were constantly moving.

Some flexible vines dangled there with the movements of his fingers.

An invisible thing is gradually appearing there.

Although it is not clear what kind of object it is at this time, judging from the things that have been compiled, it will be a round thing if there is no accident!

Did the lame guy really have a pecan on his head?

Isn't this round thing the shape of the earth associated with gravity?

Lame obviously hasn't come out of a certain mysterious state yet, and has not noticed the arrival of Han Cheng, Wu and others, but is just concentrating on doing his own thing.