Rebirth of the Dead Second Female Lead Becomes the Female Lead Bai Yueguang

When Wu Ling heard Yaya asking her to prepare the seasoning, she immediately reached out and said, "Ancestor Immortal, can you take me with you?"

Yaya raised her eyebrows: "Don't you want to eat pickled fish and spicy rabbit as soon as possible?"

She didn't care and didn't feel hungry at all, but she didn't think Wu Ling would give up enjoying delicious food.

"Yes, of course I do, but the ingredients are ready."

Because they made a lot of pottery pots, in addition to pickled cabbage, there were also pickled bamboo shoots, pickled beans, pickled peppers...

As she spoke, more and more saliva appeared in Yaya's mouth. Finally, I was annoyed by her nagging and gently patted her shoulder: "Sum it up in one sentence."

By the way, this immortal ancestor values ​​logic, unlike Xue Qianxun and Mr. Xun Qianren, who like to write novels!

"Extremely cold weather is coming, so we need to prepare more food, so there is no shortage of spices and vegetables."

The only thing missing is meat, because the weather here is so tempting, with only about twenty days between very hot summer and extremely cold winter.

"Extremely cold weather?"

"It's very cold. We have to wrap ourselves in furs and sit by the fire. We can't go out. The snow is taller than people."

"Then how did they survive?"

"The birth rate of bio-resistance is extremely low, so even though my body is a moron, I waited ten years to confirm that it was useless before deciding to abandon it."

She only dragged down the tribe and made no achievements. In such a harsh living environment in ancient times, she was able to survive. It was really the kindness of the tribe. Her mother, whose husband had died, and her brother, whose father had died, could not raise her.

"Little Wu Ling, what have you accomplished?"

"There were only 20 people in the tribe. After the winter, only two or three people are left. Those who survived are lucky."

"What about food?"

"Only dried fruits, some winter hunting, and mostly sleeping."

So many people will never wake up. Of the twenty people, after the winter, there may be only a few left, and then combined with other human beings, in short, the number of people alive will decrease.

“So how many people originally lived to become that many people?”

"Immortal Ancestor, this is my contribution."

At this point, Wu Ling was beaming with joy, not noticing that she had been brought to an unfamiliar area by Yaya. Wu Si, who was following behind, looked around vigilantly. With Yaya's current strength, she could directly attack with Qi, but she still casually broke off a branch and threw it again and again, one after another, and soon fish floated on the water. They were bigger than Wu Ling. Yaya looked at Wu Ling and asked, "Is this fish delicious?"

Wu Ling's eyes sparkled. "This one is fine, with fewer bones. But the ones that are darker and whiter are better. Some of them are like sea bass, with tender meat and fewer bones. They can also be used to make pickled fish, but they are extremely rare."

If there had not been a heavy flood in the winter three years ago and the water had not receded, leaving the fish by chance in the tree hole, they would not have been able to catch it.

Yaya looked at the water in confusion: "There are no fish like the ones you mentioned."

With her X-ray vision, she caught all the fish in the river. She waved her hand and took out a small bag from her bag. There was a magic array inside. All the fish floating on the river surface flew into the bag as if they had wings. Wu Ling was so greedy. Yaya looked at her with that look, and she held the bag in front of her with her hands in a naughty way. Wherever the bag went, Wu Ling's big eyes turned to it, which made Yaya happy! The naughty Yaya would not send her off! Wu Si in the back was staring straight at her, and had already crawled on the ground, saying "Wu Ah".

Yaya gave Wu Si a look of luxury. This primitive man was quite capable and could actually keep up with them. She turned around and led Wu Ling to the grassland where the rabbits were gathered. Wu Ling said excitedly, "Ancestor Immortal, please collect more. Winter is very long. It takes seventy suns!"

"So how did you guys get by in the past?"

"We collected fruits and vegetables, dried them, and made bricks. We also made dried fish and meat. At first, we couldn't preserve much because of the weather, but now we can preserve more. We also used kangs and fire walls, which have high temperatures and can sow some vegetable seeds. We planted some primitive leeks, garlic sprouts, etc."

"Fire, was it used only after you arrived?"

"No, they have been using it for a long time. Primitive people are much smarter than I thought. Many of them just haven't been used yet. My mother told me that one summer, there was a forest fire and some meat was roasted. People followed the smell to find the source and then started to collect fire."

From discovering the wonderful uses of fire to collecting fire, the process took thirty years.

"How do we start a fire now?"

"We found some materials and made an ancient fire starter."

Wu Ling took it out from his bosom. Yaya took a look and it smelled of pine resin. Inside, there was a vine-like plant with some powder and a smell of sulfur.

"Is there a hot spring nearby?"

"Well, there is a hot spring after climbing over three hills." Wu Ling said like a little deer: "Why does the Immortal Ancestor only think there is a hot spring?"

"What else? Have you found a sulfur mine?"

It's just a question. Don't think she's so amazing.

Wu Ling was still smart, and gave a flattering and lovely smile upon hearing this: "Ancestor Immortal, please give the younger generation and the tribesmen more reserve meat!"

"You're fitting in pretty well, huh?"

Yaya still admires this girl in her heart, but her words remain tough.

This ancestor is an out-and-out science student! If there is something, you have to mention it directly. It is too euphemistic. It is impossible to expect the ancestor to radiate her heartache from the bottom of her heart!

Wu Ling just laughed foolishly at Yaya's question: "Sincerity for sincerity."

"Don't mind their sin of abandonment?"

"There was really nothing we could do. Other tribes just ate it directly at that time."

Eat? Yaya looked at Wu Ling, and Wu Ling smiled: "Like the group of people chasing us in front, they really prey on the weak."

Wu Ling no longer had the fear and horror he felt when he first learned about it. He said that among the humans in the civilized alien world, there are still cannibals. In this age when food is scarce, when many people cannot be clearly distinguished from animals, isn't it more understandable for people to eat each other to survive than for one group of people to exploit another group of people?

After a long silence of fifty seconds, Yaya asked, "Let your little bodyguard lead the way. I want to see where your big meat warehouse is."

"now?"

"Didn't you say that extreme cold weather was coming? Why? How many days left?"

Wu Ling looked up at the sky, frowned, and counted with his fingers: "Who knows, it may be tonight. According to the date, it will be at the latest in ten days."

"That's impossible to say!"

With the temperature like this for ten days, if you want to eat fresh meat, you have to catch it now.

"I'm sorry, Immortal Ancestor. Well, this is the most accurate data of this era because I used text statistics on the cave wall. This is the result of seven years of statistical analysis. The details are still determined by heaven!"

It's destined! Yaya really doesn't think she's a deity! She raised her head and closed her eyes: "You know what, your analysis is quite accurate!"

"Is the weather really going to change tonight?"

Wu Ling's face changed drastically. Oh no, I didn't check the storage carefully. I don't know if it is enough!

Yaya tapped her head and said, "Go back and check to see if there are any omissions."

Wu Ling was about to cry: "Immortal Ancestor, if the weather changes during the night, it will be too late now!"

Yaya knocked her head. At this time, she still had some of the demeanor of an immortal ancestor: "Who said the season is changing today?"

Wu Ling raised her head: "Ah? Then... when was that?"

Yaya: "Tomorrow."