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There is no difference in the cave.

Uro was not in a hurry to let Amber separate the captives, but stayed in place to educate them. It was because no one was attacking outside, and there were guards, and the captives were tied up, so all the premises he was worried about were equivalent to different exist.The captive's counterattack is only effective in chaos. In this situation, if they want to break out, they may only die in the hands of the tribe who are ready.

But in other words, if there is really a surprise attack now, it is probably too late for Uro to come out, and the corpses may have started to be collected outside.

Then he probably didn't sit next to the blazing flames, but sat on a high pile of corpses to explain these principles to Amber.

Uro quickly pulled back his wandering thoughts. He stared at the little monster in front of him, his gaze was like a knife, as if he wanted to cut the flesh, separate the fat, and clearly pick out every blood vessel. Trembling, he hugged Yan's thigh cautiously.Obviously he was captured, but in the end he could only rely on the hunter who captured him. Uro squinted his eyes and thought the scene was a bit funny. In fact, he didn't have such sharp eyes, so of course he couldn't tell what it was.

"Wood Chengjing was captured by you?"

Uro squatted down. This dead wood-like life form was alive. He poked it with his hands, and the other party flinched again, but he soon realized that what he touched was probably a real tree.

"what is this?"

Hu Po also came over and squatted down together. Her methods were much rougher than Wu Luo's. She didn't keep any sense in her hands. She directly grabbed the dead wood and picked it up. She rubbed it with her hands, and a picture of a person suddenly appeared on the dead wood. Only then did he realize that he was a young man, from height to appearance, he looked like he was only six years old.

"Savage." Yan Yan briefly introduced, "He should be the second generation. There are savages who have survived, and they are near us."

Uro pinched the little monster's face hesitantly, and asked strangely, "Is he a chameleon?"

"Haven't you seen the sea fish tribe? Their people have water glands. It's strange that some people change color." Yan was a little disapproving. He calmly lifted the child, pulled it out of Humber's hand, and tapped it lightly. The empty shell on the outside, the dead wood is real bark, and it is complete. This little monster wraps itself in the dead bark to keep warm.

So Uro found that once their skin touched the little monster's skin, it would change into his own color, or, he was changing color along with their skin.

"Can you communicate with him?" Uro asked curiously, "What is he doing?"

Amber quickly lost interest in this little monster. Unlike Uro, she has no interest in compiling the human encyclopedia, so she whistled again and asked the supervisor to capture the captives in the cave. It's time for dinner .Now she cared more about the sleigh than anything else. She didn't bother to pay attention to this wild man. At worst, after Ulo had played enough, he would die with a wooden stick and it would be over.

Everyone performed their duties, and the tribe began to work in an orderly manner again.

"...I'm not a translator." Yan Lue looked at Wu Luo helplessly, "I'm not good at everything."

The captives were quickly pulled down. Although the men's actions were somewhat rough, they still waited for the ropes to be untied meekly, looking very obedient.

Amber remembered what Uro said, and she suddenly realized that Uro hadn't participated in the tribal work for a long, long time. From the day she wanted Uro to rest, Wu Luo seemed to be on the ground all the time. Rest, he promised that as long as he needs it, he will try his best to do it, and he can exchange anything with him.

After that, he rarely asked the Horde to do anything.

These captives are very obedient now, they won't want to resist or run away like before, Amber plans to build a lot of houses next year, after having stoves and kangs, the caves will not look so good, and they can be left for these captives to live in. Separate men and women.

Amber began to feel a bit of a headache, no leader and Wu had ever told her this kind of thing.

"time for dinner."

In the end, Amber didn't explain anything, she just said to the captives calmly, asking people to manage the group of people back to their positions, and then subconsciously checked the rope.

"Mo." Amber said suddenly, "Go and see if the ropes of all of them are broken."

Mo was stunned, and quickly realized that he nodded, with a serious expression on his face, looking very scary.In the tribe, Mo was the most unfriendly to this group of captives. Everyone was afraid of him, and with a little fear on their faces, they shrank their heads and lowered their heads cautiously.

Everyone is well tied, and no one's rope is broken.

"It's not broken." After Mo checked, he walked back and said to Amber. His expression was a bit complicated, and he obviously understood what Amber was thinking.

The prey that fell into the trap would resist and bite the net. If what Wu said at the time was correct, then the ropes in the hands of those prisoners who wanted to resist would definitely be broken. Wait in the cave until the Horde releases them.

This also shows that Amber's idea is correct.

"Hmph." Mo refused to admit it, so he said coldly, "If they want to run away, I will kill them."

"It seems that you don't have this chance now." Amber smiled, her eyes fell on the trembling captive, she pointed her finger on the back of her hand, and it was rare for her to patiently explain her thoughts to Mo, "Mo, our There aren’t enough people, and it’s better to have more people doing things.”

Mo Leng said, "I don't trust them."

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and Amber couldn't tell Mo what she was thinking clearly. After struggling for a moment, she subconsciously looked at Uro, who was playing with the little monster. In the end, she just sighed and said slowly, "Go and do your work. "

Mo nodded and strode away.

"Does this mean that the savages have gathered together?" Wu Luo saw that Yan shook the little monster, and actually shook out a rice ball wrapped in leaves from his body. The leaves were not wrapped tightly, and soon scattered Come on, the inside is gray millet, which is also one of the types of food they grow. Besides yellow rice noodles, there is also this kind of sticky millet. You only need to use stones to smash it, mix it with water, and put it in a steamer Steamed on the top, it has a texture similar to rice cakes.

It's just that the dough on the little monster is raw.

As soon as he saw the food fall, the little monster screamed immediately. He couldn't speak, he could only scream meaninglessly, and his strength didn't seem to be strong. Uro alone could reach out and restrain him.

Uro took off the dough and pinched it, and confirmed that it was indeed raw dough, and it was very rough dough. It should be a kind of food that stole foxtail grass or their millet, smashed it into powder, and then mixed it with water. , there is still unpeeled bran in it, and everyone knows that eating it is an act of hurting the throat.

"Bring a piece of animal skin for him to wear." Uro casually ordered a woman, he could feel the little monster's body was very cold, and some parts of his skin were even stuck to the bark, so he gave up his own The position, so that the little monster can enjoy the fire, but the flame seems to make the little monster very scared, he made a very disturbed cry, the sound came from his stomach, it sounded frightened.

Well, have you ever seen fire?

Yan, who was helping to cook, poked his head over and asked doubtfully, "What is this gray thing?"

She was very interested in food, and she could see that it was for food, so she grabbed a small piece and stuffed it into her mouth to taste it without hesitation. She tilted her head to think about what the taste was, and quickly identified it, so His face instantly became grim.

"He stole our food!"

The little monster yelled and shrank, completely unable to understand what he was calling, and Yan seemed completely unable to understand either.

This made Uro feel unnecessary intimacy. For example, when he first came to the tribe, he communicated with Amber in this way, but Amber and the others obviously began to take shape. It has been reserved, but apart from the discoloration of the skin, this little monster looks like a wolf boy, no matter in behavior, voice and attitude.

No wonder Yan said he was a savage, if there were tribes, it wouldn't be like this.

"Then what should we do now?" Wu Luo asked Yan Dao. If there was no one, he would of course use his own brain to find a way, but now there is a person who handles things well, and he doesn't intend to rely on luck to accumulate success or failure experience, so he He said bluntly, "He followed us, is he planning to attack us?"

"No." Yan shook his head, interrupting Wu Luo's attack. He stared at the little monster. The animal skin was quickly handed over and wrapped in the broken wooden skin. The little monster sensed the difference between the two and came out instantly. This piece of animal skin has tiger stripes on it, and suddenly layers of tiger stripes appeared on his dead wood-like complexion.

Yan thought for a moment, then slowly said, "If I'm not wrong, there are not many of them, and they stole some food that the tribe grows outside. Recently, Amber sent people to search for green grass and wild vegetables outside. When they saw the footprints, they sent this child here Check it out and see if you can steal more food."

Stealing millet is hard to detect. After all, they have planted a lot, and a lot of them have been stolen by small animals. They have no way to ensure that there is no interruption. With large-scale planting, small-scale losses are completely acceptable. of.

"It's not the first time he's here."

Uro said "huh?", didn't say anything, pondered for a moment, but still didn't respond.

Yan asked him, "What are you thinking?"

"I'm thinking, it's cold and hungry, should we cut the weeds and root them out, or let them try what they can do to survive." Wu Luo said slowly.

Yan indifferently commented on him as a "profiteer."