The daily life of a tribal leader

"Ha ha……"

"Haha, you can't hit me, hehe..."

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The riverside on the gravel beach was filled with laughter and laughter.

Lin Yun asked his brother and the others to surround three sides of the river with boulders to form a small, safe place where gold and silver could be let out on the walls. Everything is designed so the kids can play in the water and relax.

Although Lin Yun is only a few years older than a minor, he considers himself to be a mature adult. He felt sorry for the children who came to this dangerous wild world before they could enjoy the convenience and safety of modern society, and felt sorry for the children's lack of sense these days.

The children started morning drills with the safety team as soon as they got up. They didn't go back to the Zhulou Courtyard to rest until they couldn't keep up. After resting, we went out non-stop to collect supplies with the supplies team. After returning, he also helped the supplies team. After everything was done, I consciously went to Professor Bai to learn cultural knowledge.

The children's day was busy and hard, and they never cried out to stop. Lin Yun took all this into consideration, so he discussed with his brother to let them relax, for fear that the tight thread would break.

Except for the pregnant woman and Grandma Liu, everyone else in the material group went into the water. They were mainly there to dig river clams, not just for fun!

The children had enough fun and joined the team of collecting river mussels. Each child had a small basket. If the mussels yielded pearls, they became their own private property.

Not far from the river is the rabbit fighting arena of the security team. Unlike the joy and laughter over there in the supplies team, there was only bloodshed and bloodshed here. Of course it's the blood of the rabbit monster.

After systematic training arranged by Lin Mo and Zhou Ze, the members of the security team themselves worked hard enough. If you put in the effort, you will be rewarded. The training tools Lin Mo arranged in the affiliated tribes are just gadgets in their eyes now.

Everyone in the safety team has a strength of over 1000 kilograms, and the inhuman Lin Mo’s strength has exceeded 2000 kilograms. On the plum blossom pile, several people can already play the game of eagle and chicken on it. You can imagine how fast they have progressed.

During this period, we would also like to thank the material team for their efforts. If you are hungry, you will be given meat, if you are tired, you will be given sugar water, and if your clothes are torn, someone will sew them. As for what to do if they get injured, they can only apply medicine and bandages to each other with grins on their faces, and if they can't handle it, go to Director Lin. Pregnant Yan Qingxue is a precious protected animal of the entire tribe, so she cannot be burdened.

The cockfighting ring is now a training ground for children. It's a bit difficult to fight cocks alone, so two or three people. With a little bit of training in children's sense of fighting and unity, there is hope for the future of the tribe.

The security team's main focus now is on the rabbit fighting arena. After one person can deal with one rabbit monster, add one or two more. If there are a few people fighting in a team fight, add them up one by one.

Fortunately, the bunny monster plain is large enough and there are usually no natural enemies. The bunny monsters thrive and thrive, so the supply of training materials is not cut off.

Somewhere in the Rabbit Monster Plain, the big black rabbit monster hated the two big birds in the sky and gnashed its teeth. If it was touched by it, it would have to kick forty or fifty feet.

"Hoo~" The group fight of 30 rabbit monsters made Lan Chenyu exhausted. After it was over, he sat down on the spot, not caring whether he was sitting on the blood.

"Brother Zheng, you are really getting more and more violent!"

Zheng Enjun, the second power output player of the tribe, uses simple big stone bricks as his weapon. Facing the siege of rabbit monsters, just one word, headshot...well, smash it.

Of course, the scene was quite bloody, and others got used to it.

As long as you return to the small courtyard, you can find Zheng Enjun's masterpiece from a row of dried rabbit skins. He is the only provider of incomplete rabbit skins and has a very personal style.

"It's okay, it's okay." The dull old man scratched his head with an honest look.

"Okay, it's getting late. Let's get ready to go back for lunch!"

The last group finished training. Lin Mo looked at the sun in the sky and estimated the time. Since the survival panel disappeared, they can only obtain information about the time by simply looking at the sun.

I hope Uncle Lan can calculate the change of time soon, or at least make a sundial!

Everyone cleaned up the empty rabbit fighting arena and returned to the Bamboo House with Lin Yun and the others who had had enough fun.

The children couldn't wait to put down the small basket, each picked out the river clams they liked, and played the bead game together. The other river clams that were not chosen were taken back to the kitchen, and they were dealt with together when they were done playing.

Under the expanded bamboo shed, the idle adults watched the children's games with interest.

"Ha, I'm so lucky." Bai Ke's sister daydreamed about opening the first river mussel and finding a harvest. The nearly round pink pearl exuded a warm luster.

"Mine looks good too." Lin Hua's first blind box of mussels is also finished. The lavender oval pearls also sparkle in the sunlight.

Other children have also gained more or less, maybe not round, maybe not big, and flowers of satisfaction bloom on the children's faces.

"Little Chief, Deputy Chief Lin, can you come over here?" Yan Qingxue, a pregnant woman, wearing a mask, came out of the house where the textile tools were kept.

The courtyard was a bit small, so Yan Qingxue applied for a small room in that room for her to research and store medicine.

She usually wouldn't call Lin Yun and the others this way. She would only call them this on important occasions.

"Sister Xue, have you made the finished product?"

"Yes." Yan Qingxue pointed to the blue-gray sticky substance in the small bowl, "This should meet your requirements."

The sap of the Dreaming Thorn is too toxic, and it will either be detoxified and lively, or it will become stiff and dead after being poisoned.

Lin Yun wanted a drug that was stiff but not dead. This would contribute to their tribe's farming industry.

After Yan Qingxue accidentally heard about it, she felt that she should be able to do it, so she volunteered to take the job. He also applied for a pheasant and a rabbit monster for experiments.

For Yan Qingxue's safety, Lin Yun also cruelly performed amputation surgery on the pheasant and rabbit monsters. Unexpectedly, they survived tenaciously and contributed their bodies to the medical industry, which is admirable and admirable.

"Okay, I'll take it and experiment again. If it works, then our development plan can begin."

Lin Mo solemnly put the medicine into his backpack. He was going to try it out for himself.

Yan Qingxue still has confidence in her work.

Lin Mo first went back to the affiliated tribe to see the wood and stones they had prepared for building the bridge.

To make the stone hard, just sharpen one end. If the wood is used, preparations must be made to protect it from water, insects and wild beasts.

Remove moisture first.

Then paint the first layer with fire pine oil, the second layer with wormwood sap, the third layer with glue vine sap, and the fourth layer with fire pine oil and start the cycle.

Anyway, paint on what can be used. The quality of the wooden bridge must be ensured. It cannot be exposed to wind and rain and become unusable after a short period of time.

"Finally we can start!"

It's a shame that I don't have time to spend time alone with my wife these days.