Ten thousand years of prehistory of elves

"Great wilderness?"

"The Great Wilderness Tribe? Sounds really cool..."

"Why is it called Dahuang?"

People don't understand the origin of the name, but they are quite satisfied with the name.

He Chen stood upright, with a low voice:

"There is a group of people who were born in the wilderness and rose out of ignorance..."

"Above this land and under this sky, they overcame thorns and thorns, braved the wind and waves..."

He thought about not being able to use the worm tribe, because the limitation of the worm tribe is that it only has worm attributes.

In his vision, the future Green Worm Tribe, or Great Wilderness Tribe, must have various types and attributes.

He Chen's eyes are vicissitudes, ready to continue to sensationalize, but...

"Chen Wu, what is ignorance?"

"Yes! And Dahuang is their mother-in-law. They were all born from Dahuang? Who is Dahuang?"

"Why do you have to ride through the thorns? That thing hurts."

Everyone asked questions with doubts in their eyes.

Gan.

You are so annoying.

He Chen slapped himself on the face: "It's nothing, in short, the Green Insect Tribe will be renamed the Great Wilderness Tribe, that's the decision."

After saying that, he sat down and drank the broth sullenly.

Thanks to him for making up an inspiring story, these natives are really annoying.

Everyone stopped talking about the name, it's the same whether you change it or not, and you won't lose a piece of meat.

The witch said to change, then change it!

And it sounds great too.

After all, it's big!Everyone likes big things, big game, big tribes, big jobs, etc.

By the campfire, everyone was exhausted and consumed a lot, so they ate more meat.

"Suck--"

Zi sat next to him, her little nose kept moving.

Di is eating meat happily.

Zhi and Ming seem to be arguing about who kills the most food and flowers.

Chi and Jian are discussing how to distribute the soldiers without partners and Ba Dadie.

Hua kept looking at Jian with aggressive eyes.

Mao, on the other hand, looked refreshed and avenged, and the two assistants who hugged him looked satisfied.

……

Looking at the scene in front of him, He Chen felt his heart calm down.

This is his tribe, his home.

"Duolang~"

Xiaobai also gave him a light hug next to him.

Xiaobai: What are you doing, bro?

He Chen smiled and touched Xiao Bai's hard carapace.

Xiaobai is estimated to be as tall as him sitting down, and He Chen is sure now that Xiaobai is probably an elf with the overlord bloodline.

Through summarizing, and the knowledge gained from other people, He Chen discovered that the prehistoric elves were different from the later generations.

Like Xiaobai, Dabai, and the Abo monster in the south of the tribe, the Dashihua in the east and the Hacklong in Xu.

In terms of body shape and appearance, it is slightly different from later generations.

He Chen assigned them a level in his heart.

The smallest one should be very small, even smaller than other ordinary elves, and is considered secondary.

A person like Grandpa Baidie should belong to the ordinary class in terms of body size.

And those big food flowers are bigger than the average ones, but they are not very powerful, so they should belong to the elite class.

And hackrons like Dabai, Xiaobai, and Xu should belong to a better level of overlord.

Of course, Xiaobai's body size is about the same as Dabai's now, and it should be even bigger when he evolves into Ba Dadie.

And that Abo monster, so powerful that even Suicune and Grandpa Baidie can't do anything about it, should it be above the overlord level?

Maybe it should be called... king class?

He Chen looked at Xiaobai and thought in his mind.

Secondary, ordinary, elite, overlord, and king, these are the classifications he has given to prehistoric elves so far.

Of course, he also knows that this is just a rough division of body shape and blood, and has nothing to do with strength.

Just like the ordinary level Grandpa Baidie can fight against the overlord level existence.

Innate factors are important conditions, but not decisive conditions.

"Dorlang?"

Xiaobai: Dude?

He Chen came back to his senses, looked at Xiaobai and suddenly became curious: "Xiaobai, why do you spin silk?"

He didn't notice it on the battlefield before, but now he suddenly remembered it.

The shell of the armored pupa is made of solidified silk threads and is very hard. How does Xiaobai spin silk?

"Duolang, Duolang."

Xiao Bai raised his body slightly, and suddenly a black hole opened in the protruding part between his eyes, a bit like the air-conditioning fan on the car in He Chen's previous life.

He Chen came to a sudden: "So that's how it is."

He said, "How can you spin silk when it's blocked by a shell?"

It's okay, Mr. Darwin, you can go back to the coffin first, it's fine.

After everyone finished eating, the hunting team went to bed first. They were really tired today.

However, He Chen left two people to keep watch overnight, and one was responsible for supervising the tribe to prevent people from the Yellow Chong tribe from having evil intentions.

The other is on guard on Monument Mountain, preventing attacks by elves like Dashihua.

Tonight, He Chen rarely had any dreams, and slept until around twelve noon.

Xiaobai and Di are both gone, so they should go for special training.

The croaking and bubble frogs should communicate with each other in the cruel place. After all, the water attribute laying eggs seems to be in a group?

Zi didn't know where to go.

Stretching, smacking his lips, feeling his empty stomach, He Chen decided to have lunch first.

It's hot outside.

The people from the hunting team had already gone out, and Wing should have interspersed the people from the Yellow Insect Tribe hunting team with the Green Insect Tribe hunting team. It was estimated that four teams went out together.

It can be expected that today's harvest will be abundant, but of course, the consumption will also be great.

According to the usual practice, He Chen had to patrol the territory to confirm the situation in each place.

But he frowned as soon as he arrived at the farm.

The farmland is growing very well, and even a few pieces of big edible flower flesh grow better.

but……

He Chen walked over and saw someone sitting there to rest: "Where is your team leader?"

The man saw He Chen and smiled kindly: "Chen Wu, the leader of our team went out and said he was looking for more seeds to plant."

He Chen nodded slightly: "Well, you guys from the farmland team, go outside the fence and open up wasteland where you fought yesterday."

"Open up wasteland?"

"Yes, just get some more farmland outside."

Because the farmland is too small now!

There are nearly a hundred people in the Yellow Chong tribe, plus fifty Green Chong people. The fence at the foot of Monument Mountain is densely surrounded by wooden houses, and the farmland is like a small flower bed, reduced to a decoration.

"Open up a lot of territory outside, cut more trees, and expand the fence further. By the way, remember not to cut all the trees, you should know."

He Chen is also afraid of desertification in the future, but desertification is impossible in this rainforest, just avoid floods.

Leaving some trees can also be used as a habitat for green caterpillars and unicorns. The tree on the mountain has been broken.

In the future, there will be more and more elves, and it is impossible for them all to live together with people.

Moreover, there are many farmlands in the back, and all kinds of fertilizers will be smoked to death.

Residence and farmland still have to be separated.

After giving orders to the farm team, He Chen came to the orchard again.

A large area of ​​tree fruit seedlings halfway up the mountain are growing happily. Spring is suitable for growth. In addition, tree fruits are different from ordinary fruits and grow faster.

The saplings are more than one meter high after being irrigated with dung water.

"It seems that the orchard needs to be planned."

He Chen simply squatted down on the spot and picked up a branch to draw on the ground.

Divide the residential area, farmland area, and battle area he envisioned.

But when he was about to think about it, someone called him.

"Morning Witch! The hair is ready! The wooden strips!"

He Chen raised his head, and the people who called him were two of Mao's assistants and women.

"it is done?"

He Chen's eyes lit up, he stood up and ran to Mao's cave with her.

Outside the cave is still a large stone pot, in which various vines and bark are boiled, and there are many straw sandals hanging to dry outside the house. The smoke around the cave entrance looks very poisonous.

The rock-type and grass-type tentacle lily looked intoxicated in the smoke.

He Chen stopped when he came outside the cave.