Ten thousand years of prehistory of elves

Xiaobai ate a bunch of leaves, then lay down in He Chen's arms and fell asleep. He Chen guessed that he was digesting.

After feeding Xiaobai, He Chen gently put Xiaobai down, and then walked out of their small cave with Di.

At this time, it was already dark, and five bonfires were raised halfway up the mountain, on which two frightened horned deer were roasted, ten in total, and people from the Green Worm Tribe sat around the bonfires.

"Chen, Di, come here!"

Ken waved to them, Wing next to him.

Because Jian is the second most powerful person in the Green Worm Tribe, he is very familiar with the leader Chi, and even He Chen and Di.

Of course, the more than forty members of the Green Worm Tribe are actually very familiar with each other, like a big family.

With his back to this side, Chi turned his head quickly when he heard Jian's words, and his eyes lit up when he saw He Chen:

"Boy, come quickly! I'll give you the fattest belly today!"

The people around the fire didn't care.

People with meritorious service eat more, this is the rule.

Today, He Chen avoided conflict and bloodshed, and ate the fattest stomach, everyone has no objections.

He Chen and Di walked over, sat next to the wings, and then looked at the barbecue intently.

The processed frightened horned deer looked like the roasted whole lamb that He Chen had eaten in his previous life, the hair was stripped off, and the meat had a psychedelic feeling.

The information about the frightened deer flashed in He Chen's mind.

Scared-horned deer: The curvature of the scared-horned deer's antlers can subtly change the flow of surrounding air, creating a magical space. If you stare at its horns, you will have a magical feeling as if you are about to be sucked into the center of the circle.

Master Zhi had fallen into this illusion in his previous life.

However, because the perfectly shaped horns of the scare-horned deer can be sold at high prices as works of art, they were over-fished and almost extinct in later generations.

The whole deer body in front of He Chen was cleaned and tied to a piece of wood. From time to time, someone turned the wooden stick to make the meat evenly heated.

The meat has been grilled for a while, and the whole body is golden and golden. From time to time, some oil is roasted and dripped onto the flame, making a "sizzling" sound.

A scent slowly diffused.

The bonfires gradually became quiet, and all of them stared at the meat on their respective fires with red eyes.

"Let's eat!"

Chi Chi seemed to be unable to bear it any longer, and then gave an order and took down the barbecue.

Everyone grabbed the roasted hot deer with bare hands, and then tore off large pieces of meat.

Everyone didn't have so many rules. Except for the fat meat that was going to be rewarded to He Chen today, everyone else was free to use it.

"Wait, it's not cooked yet!"

He Chen couldn't help but said.

God, there is blood in it!

However, everyone seemed not to hear it and continued to tear off the meat, put it in their mouths and chewed it, making a "bah, bah, bah" sound.

Some women move too much and accidentally let it out, but no one cares about it, and it's not like they can't watch it, so they are all focused on dealing with the meat in their hands.

He Chen looked at this scene and didn't know what it was like.

but……

The problem is which hand, brothers and sisters!

Why don't you wash your hands!

Dee, it's you, don't think I didn't see you picking your nose just now!

And you, Chi, did you touch your feet because you were afraid that the meat would not taste salty?

"God..."

He Chen felt a little nauseated when he looked at the tarnished barbecue of the frightened horned deer.

In "Chen"'s memory, the impression of meat is "delicious", "delicious", "so delicious!".

None of these eating details exist.

"Here, eat quickly."

Seeing that He Chen didn't move, Chi immediately tore off a large piece of fat from his stomach with the hand he had just picked at his feet, and handed it to He Chen, attracting envious looks from around.

I'm envious!

So fat!So tired!And this hand...

He Chen silently took the big lump of fat.

"eat fast!"

Wing tore off a deer leg, chewing and urging.

How do you manage to talk and eat without biting your tongue...

"Uncle, can I trade with you?" He Chen looked expectantly at the fragrant deer legs in Yi He's hands.

He swallowed.

Deer legs are much more delicious than this pile of fat!

It looks delicious.

"How can that be done! You saved the tribe today!" Wing's eyes widened, leaving no room for doubt.

But in the blink of an eye, he thought He Chen was caring about him and understanding him, so his tone became relieved in an instant:

"It's okay. Uncle likes to eat venison leg. Deer leg is better than fat meat. Eat it in the morning."

You are so happy, I know the deer legs are delicious!

I also like to eat venison leg...

What is going on with this routine of "mother likes to eat fish tails but not fish maw"?

After complaining for a while, feeling the empty stomach, He Chen thought for a while, then closed his eyes, and bit down on the half-baked piece of meat.

It didn't have the very greasy feeling as imagined, but felt a burst of fragrance in the mouth.

The Green Worm Tribe does not have seasonings such as salt, so the barbecue only has a pure meaty taste, but there is a scent of grass and trees in it, and the taste is not bad, fat and thin are also very chewy.

Seeing He Chen eating the fat, Chi Chi raised the greasy hand that had just touched the leg of lamb with love, and gently patted He Chen's head:

"You will grow stronger in the morning!"

Don't touch me with dirty hands! !

Uncle, I think you are targeting me...

But the head is already dirty, so forget about it.

He Chen ate almost one kilogram of meat in three strokes, and felt that he was too full to move.

That's a kilogram!Everyone is dying.

And it's so greasy, after all, it's always a piece of fat.

The food of the Bada butterflies is nectar, which has been replenished when they went hunting. So when they came back, the tribesmen came to warm themselves by the fire, while the Bada butterflies returned to their respective masters' caves.

After eating, Chi casually ordered a few night watchmen, and then everyone went back to the cave contentedly.

……

After a night.

He Chen woke up early in the morning, half thirsty.Half are held back.

Water is specially stored in one of the caves, which contains several large water tanks.

He first ran to the foot of the mountain to splash, and then came to the cave on the mountainside to drink water.

At this time, the hunting team was ready to set off.

"Brothers and sisters! We are also going to hunt more prey today!"

Today I still go hunting and stay behind.

He Chen felt that the order of hunting and staying behind in the Green Worm tribe was very confusing. For example, Wing, who had hunted yesterday, had to go out today, while Jian, who had been idle at home for a long time yesterday, still had to stay at home.

In particular, He Chen disagreed with the fact that Yi, as the leader, had to go out hunting.

He decided to talk to Chi and talk about his thoughts.

"Uncle Chi, wait!"

He Chen yelled and ran towards the foot of the mountain.

The hunting team stopped with Ba Dadie on their heads, and looked at He Chen in puzzlement.

"Why don't you take turns hunting? Uncle Chi, you go hunting all the time, won't your efficiency be too high? And with so many of you, the mighty, smart monsters know that you are not easy to mess with, and will definitely avoid it. Why? Not divided into teams?"

He Chen spoke a series of words without panting.

Jian and Chi looked at He Chen as if they were monsters, and the other soldiers of the hunting team also looked at him in the same way.

What was this kid talking about just now?

"He Chen, don't be impatient. Speak slowly. Uncle didn't understand." Yi scratched his head with his big dark hand.

He Chen basically didn't understand a lot of what He Chen just said, but he felt that it seemed to be very useful.

He Chen took a breath, calmed down, and said slowly: "I asked, why is the hunting not taking turns? For example, today this group of people will go out, and tomorrow it will be another group of people, otherwise you will be very tired."

Chi said: "I understand this, I mean those in the back, what is 'efficiency', what is 'majestic'?"

Halo, you are illiterate.

Oh yes, they were originally illiterate, but in this day and age they don't even have "literature".

"That is, more than a dozen of you, a dozen or so butterflies, oh, they are white butterflies." He Chen patiently explained: "With so many of you acting together, some weak monsters will run away when they see and hear them, and the powerful ones will run away." Although the monsters are not afraid of you, but they will hurt you, why not divide into smaller teams?"

"Also, you start from this direction every day. There are still yellow worm tribes hunting in this direction. There must be very few prey. Why don't you change the direction?"

The members of the hunting team stared blankly at the thin boy in front of them, and Chi took another look at He Chen, as if meeting his nephew for the first time.

"Chen, our hunting routes are all set, and we may encounter setbacks if we open up other routes. After all, there are too many dangerous monsters in the forest..." Jian explained.

He Chen suddenly understood.

"As for those who go hunting..." Jian looked at Chi.

Jian also felt that what He Chen said made sense, but Chi was the leader instead of him.

"Okay! Let's discuss this matter when we come back today!" Chi nodded: "Let's leave now, or we won't be able to make it back at night."

As he spoke, he patted He Chen's head, then turned around and galloped off into the woods.

The people from the hunting team and the Butterflies followed one after another, especially the huge Butterfly of Chichi, with a light flap of its wings, it brought a gust of wind to catch up with Chichi.

He Chen felt uncomfortable as he watched the hunting team drifting away.

We set out before dawn and came back when it was almost dark.

Moreover, there are basically no elves around this hill, so it is very safe, but if you are far away, you will not know it.

There are all kinds of elves deep in the forest.

Fire-type, poison-type, flying-type...

Many elves will hurt the hunting team. After all, Ba Dadie is not a powerful elf.

"It seems that I have to find a way as soon as possible..."

He Chen felt heavy in his heart.

Go outside the territory of Grandpa Baidie and hunt the elves!Subdue the elves!

Diversified configurations of elves can cope with diverse prehistoric environments and diverse challenges.

"Let's go, Chen." Jian greeted, and then jumped up the hill.

He must stand in a place with a wide view to prevent dangerous factors from approaching the tribe.

Although Grandpa Baidie is intimidating, it is also his duty to guard the territory.

When He Chen returned to the cave, Xiaobai and Di were already awake, and Di was feeding Xiaobai Yezi.

Seeing He Chen coming back, Xiaobai threw down the leaves, and happily rushed towards He Chen.

He Chen's mood immediately improved again.

He put Xiao Bai on his shoulders, but Xiao Bai felt uncomfortable, so he climbed onto his head again, and fell down on top of his messy head.

"Xiaobai, you are green, you can't come on my head!" He Chen wanted to take Xiaobai off.

"What?"

Xiaobai rubbed He Chen's hair suspiciously, making He Chen feel like being massaged.

"All right……"

He Chen pampered Xiaobai, since there is no green metaphysics in this world anyway.

That kind of color theory full of vitality, just pretend it doesn't exist!

He turned his head to Di and said, "Di, will you take me to pick leaves today?"

"Okay." Di stood up, tiptoed and touched Xiaobai on the top of He Chen's head: "Take Xiaobai with you?"

He Chen nodded as a matter of course.

In the memory he inherited, those fruit trees were not far away, in a safe range.

"Wait, I took this out and threw it away." Di bowed down and picked up two round things from the ground.

It's the stone of the peach fruit I ate yesterday.

He Chen didn't care about it at first, but when he saw the two fruit cores, he suddenly had a flash of inspiration: "Wait!"

Di stopped and looked at He Chen puzzled.

"Why don't we plant fruit trees?" He Chen's eyes lit up.

"Yes! There are all kinds of food!"

He suddenly remembered that their main source of food was meat, and besides meat, they were all kinds of tree fruits.

Not to mention grains like rice, I haven't even eaten vegetables!

And the green insect tribe doesn’t know how to plant it yet!

Tree fruits are eaten and discarded. No one has discovered that those fruit pits will take root and sprout, and no one has time to stare at the "garbage" such as fruit pits.

And, who says you have to hunt?Never heard of farms?

"feasible!"

He Chen paced back and forth in the small cave, his eyes became brighter and brighter.

"Chen, what's wrong with you?"

Di looked at He Chen inexplicably.

"What?"

Xiaobai also rubbed He Chen's head with his small hands, and made a puzzled sound.

"Come with me, take the core and don't throw it away!"

He Chen took Di's hand and ran out.

At this time, it was just dawn, and some old people had already got up, cleaning up the traces of the bonfire last night, and some old people and lactating women carried some processed venison to the other side of the mountain to dry.

Three children ran towards He Chen.

"Chen! You are so awesome!"

"Yes, Chen, why are you so powerful!"

"Chen is really awesome!"

These three children are younger than Bidi, estimated to be only five or six years old, and only one of them is a little girl.

"You go to your mother, I have something to do now!"

He Chen smiled and pushed away the three children with poor vocabulary, and then continued running towards the top of the mountain.

Amu means mother, Abba means father, and all other men of similar age to father are called uncle, and all women are called aunt.

The three children said "Oh", and then ran away.

He Chen saw that Jian was not on the sunny side, so he ran to the other side of the hill.

"Chen, what's wrong with you?" He Chen had already let go of Di's hand, and Di followed closely behind He Chen.

"I thought of something."

"The way to have more food!"

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