Ten thousand years of prehistory of elves

In late spring, the weather is getting hotter.

After the contribution points are issued, the tribesmen have to hand over the contribution points no matter whether they take the basket or water from the pond.

Of course, He Chen also set the distribution of contribution points as reasonable as possible.

Such as prey.

It is estimated that about one kilogram can get ten contribution points, and about one kilogram of water can get one contribution point, after all, it is easy to get water.

And like straw sandals, bamboo baskets and the like, the contribution points need three or four contribution points.

Of course, everything within the tribal area, including orchards and farmland, belongs to the tribe. He Chen set the tone from the beginning to prevent it from being privatized in the future.

After all, his original intention to divide the various teams was to control the direction and healthy competition, not for gang fights.

At the same time, like the chore team doing chores, cutting down trees requires two contribution points, and collecting firewood only requires one contribution point.

However, the contribution points for picking tree fruits are slightly more, and the contribution points for picking leaves are slightly less.

In general, the direction of He Chen's contribution point system so far is obvious.

The main thing is to encourage hunting!

Secondly, for the planting of fruits, millet, rice and other grains, He Chen contributed points to the farm team and orchard team for the first time in the form of money for work and let them take care of them.

However, the first harvest belongs to the tribe, and the second harvest belongs to each team.

All of a sudden, everyone was desperately training their elves, trying to get themselves into the hunting team.

He Chen also set the threshold for entering the hunting team, that is, any elf who can defeat any member of the hunting team can enter the hunting team.

The hunting team now has nearly fifty people, and He Chen finally set a standard of fifty people.

After all, if there are more, no one will do the other work of the tribe.

……

"Uncle Mao, give me a stone knife!"

He Chen stood at the entrance of the poisonous mist cave and shouted to the inside.

Although Mao lived in a wooden house at the foot of the mountain, he did all his work in this cave.

He Chen was worried that the poisonous fog would spread.

Fortunately not.

The tentacle lily at the entrance of the cave flutters its petal-like tentacles in the wind, or petals like tentacles.

When He Chen came here, the tentacle lily looked at He Chen, and continued to take root in the same place, basking in the sun and inhaling the smoke, looking very comfortable.

After a while, Mao came out, holding a half-meter-long stone knife: "Chen Wu, what do you think of this one?"

He Chen took it and weighed it. The weight and length were good, so he nodded with satisfaction.

But in an instant, his face collapsed: "Uncle Mao, it's cheaper! Three contribution points, okay?"

Mao smiled all over his face: "Chen Wu, this is the price you set. If you can change it at will, you need four contribution points."

He Chen pitifully said, "Uncle Mao, look, I still have Zi and Di to raise at home. They have eaten a lot during their puberty recently. My contribution is almost not enough!"

Mao also pretended to sigh: "Oh, who is not? My family has two women to support, they..."

Seeing that Mao wanted to make a long speech, He Chen immediately stopped: "Stop, stop, stop, I'm afraid of you."

Then take out a piece of wood with four contribution points and give it to Mao.

The Arabic numeral "4" is engraved on the front of the wooden strip, and any Chinese character is engraved on the back.

After all, in order to prevent some tribal people from stealing and cheating, He Chen only got tired and used different Chinese characters to prevent counterfeiting.

The sky and earth are dark and yellow, the universe is primitive...

Zhao Qian, Sun Li, Zhou Wu, King Zheng...

He Chen engraved all the words he remembered from his previous life.

Anyway, there are only so many people, so it is easier to control, and if rare metal mines are found later, we will start.

Of course, there were also one or two tribesmen who imitated carving one or two wooden sticks and were caught, and then punished and confiscated some contribution points.

However, He Chen, a big banker and capitalist, has become poor now!

He, Xiao Di and Zi suddenly had an astonishing appetite!

In addition, the big murderous and croaking frogs need to be raised, and the money is simply not enough.

This is because he pays Wu and the leader five contribution points a day, plus Di, as the chief trainer, can also get three contribution points.

Otherwise, we won’t be able to open the pot!

Purple is to cultivate and talk to various elves.

Yes, dialogue!

He Chen suspected that Zi should have the power of waveguide?Otherwise, how can you understand what the elves are trying to express?

However, Zi, as a breeder and part-time elf psychiatrist, can only say that she can contribute something interesting to the two.

After all, her functions overlapped with He Chen's in everyone's eyes, so He Chen couldn't be too partial.

Therefore, the famous morning witch (only in the tribe) has no money!

Although everyone is also confused, you are the one who made the wooden sticks to contribute, so why don’t you just make a few more for yourself?

He Chen didn't explain either.

He wants to set an example and set an example for those who will be in charge of the tribe and the economy in the future.

Otherwise, in the future, if everyone imitates He Chen and carves wooden strips, there will be chaos?

However, the learning ability of primitive people is really slow.

Not to mention addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, it took a long time just to recognize the Arabic numerals from one to nine.

And many days have passed, and I still haven’t accepted it all.

But whatever, some tribal people will ask Mao or He Chen when they don't understand. The trouble is a little troublesome, but it will be fine if it is solved.

It will be remembered over time.

He Chen carried the stone knife and walked down the mountain.

"Manna~"

Two walking grasses ran over, bouncing and bouncing under his feet.

He Chen smiled, bent down and lightly touched the grass.

"Manna manna~"

The two walking grasses cried happily.

"Go, I have something else to do."

He Chen waved his hand to the two walking grass.

These two are the elves of the tribal people.

He Chen stood up and looked at the tribe below, in other words, it already had the embryonic form of a village.

At the foot of the mountain, the wooden house was re-planned by He Chen and looked orderly.

The fence has been enlarged a lot, and the whole tribe is surrounded by two thick and tall wooden fences, which looks safe and reliable.

There are several large farmlands outside the fence. Because of luck, or it is worthy of a prehistoric rainforest, the chore team found some millet and rice in the forest.

And after a spring rain, the seedlings are growing very well, green and shiny.

Especially the land that had eaten flowers and flesh before was even more fertile, and the seedlings on it were much higher than the other pieces.

And what’s different from the previous tribe is that there are elves everywhere here!

In addition to the other elves of the Big Needle Bee and Bad Die series!

Walking grass, beautiful flowers, sunflower monsters, Ubo, pangolins, string balls, small fist stones...

All kinds of elves!

Among them, the grass-type and insect-type elves are the most, especially the walking grass, because it is easy to catch and feed, and there is no need to feed anything, just bask in the sun and water it.

After nearly a few months, the big battle activity every night has been in full swing.

The winner has the opportunity to go out every day and catch different elves as partners.

And so the tribe grew stronger.

It is worth mentioning that the yellow worm tribe and the green worm tribe are well integrated.

Now, the tribe only has one name - the Great Wilderness Tribe!

"Morning Witch! Morning Witch!"

As soon as He Chen arrived at the tribe, someone called him.

Seeing the person coming, He Chen smiled:

"What's wrong, tree?"

The person who came was "Shu", an eight or nine-year-old boy from the Yellow Worm Tribe.

"Chen Wu, what do you think of this?"

The tree holds a strangely shaped stone "weapon" in its hand, which cannot be called a weapon because it looks like a rounded "E".

He Chen smiled bitterly, but before he could speak, Shu continued: "I just want to contribute a little, okay?"

"Although I really want to encourage you, but I'm too poor, I'm sorry." He Chen said silently in his heart.

Just as he was about to speak, a voice sounded.

"Chen Wu didn't contribute anything himself, so he gave what he had to you? What did Chen Wu call this? Oh yes, poverty."