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When Wu Luo woke up, he fully experienced the experience of seeing Venus in his eyes.

However, he didn't open his eyes right away. Judging from the sound, there were probably many people around him, and the language of these people did not overlap with the language he knew, so he had no way of knowing what they were communicating.His ears were still buzzing, and his head was still dizzy. Uro moved his hands and feet in imperceptible gestures to make sure that he was not tied up, and felt relieved.

After he was fully mentally prepared, he slowly opened his eyes.

And as Uro opened his eyes, all the voices disappeared, and the glasses were still on his face, only covered with dust.

About dozens—not many, never more than fifty—men, women, old and young were looking straight at him. They were either sitting or standing, looking disorganized, but they could vaguely see the leader is a woman.

The woman was sitting cross-legged, with a familiar colorful strange bird and five purple fruits at her feet. The strange bird was dead, with only half of its head left, and one eye was looking at Ulo, making him bear I couldn't help feeling a little hairy, so I simply diverted my attention and continued to look at people.

The headed woman looks to be in her 30s, her eyes are surprisingly bright, she is wrapped in a colorful animal skin skirt, and her upper body is wearing an Uro windbreaker. The honey color that is popular in modern times looks frank and frank. It seems that there is nothing wrong with its appearance, and it looks a little wild and beautiful.

Under her ass is Uro's suitcase.

I heard that there are some undisturbed primitive tribes in modern society, maybe they have evolved to the state of not eating people...

Uro tried to comfort himself. He looked around and found that he was in a huge cave, and there was an indescribable smell in this cave, but it was not unacceptable. There was still a faint light outside, and it looked like the sun It's about to go downhill.

Several skinny children were held in their mother's arms, and their eyes, which were so big that they almost popped out of their sockets, looked at Uro curiously, and most of the time they glanced at the food next to the leader's legs.

And his scarf was wrapped around the only sleeping baby in the cave.

Apart from him, there were about ten men in the cave. Except for the eight heroes who kidnapped him, the remaining two were disabled, and they all sat on the outside.

Uro squinted his eyes and looked around, vaguely realizing that this tribe might still be in a matrilineal society, and he had a somewhat bad premonition. Usually, groups living in the same environment have no differences in characteristics. Very big, except in modern society, such as the primitive environment, there should be very few situations where different races live together.

He is not a sociologist, let alone a biologist, but he can vaguely realize that in the absence of convenient transportation, the possibility of different races mixing together should not be too high in primitive society.

The female leader in front of him looks like he should be of the same yellow race, but many of the men guarding the door and the women holding the children have high noses and deep eyes, which can be distinguished just by their appearance.Moreover, the appearance and body shape of these people are not much different from those of later generations, unlike the ape-man appearance in textbooks.

What era is this?

Uro really hated himself for dozing off at the airport. If he waited until he got on the plane to go to sleep, there might be another plane with passengers who could discuss it with him.

These primitive people didn't intend to attack him, so it's not hard to infer that he's not in the pot or in the fire now, he's in good shape, with no missing arms or legs.

The leader—now Uro is sure that this woman who should be of the same race as him is the leader of these dozens of people. She stood up and let out a series of normal people's throats. There is no way The sound she made was not like talking, but like a call, and each syllable was very short. She said it several times before Ulo realized that she was repeating something.

The other party looked at Uro's face, then picked up the strange bird on the ground and came up, and put the dirty bird in Uro's hand. The syllable pointed to a pothole piled with ashes.

The bird looked even uglier up close, and the remaining eye was simply chilling.

Knowing that there was no result, Wu Luoming couldn't help asking, "What do you want to do? What do you want? Is there anyone here who can communicate?"

After hearing Uro's voice, the leader became more and more excited. She danced again, gesticulating for a while, and began to repeat the onomatopoeia, and then circled around the ashes-pile pit, probably dancing for a while. After three eerie dances that resembled a peacock's tail, she paused and looked at Uro expectantly.

Is this Tiao Da Shen... or what?

The light in the cave was not very good, not to mention ten men blocked the door, Ulo couldn't see what was in the hole even if he had great skills, so he had to put the bird aside and stand up Ready to check it out.

In this movement, he could only feel that the leader wanted him to do something about the pothole.

Seeing Uro put the bird on the ground, the leader couldn't help showing a confused look on her face. She yelled twice, picked up the bird from the ground, and stuffed it firmly into Uro's arms. It looked like A little angry.

Uro noticed that she seemed to speak similarly to the man who held him hostage. If it wasn't that their language was very few, it was still unsystematic. Most of them used gestures and voices to describe gestures. Whether they could understand or not was entirely up to luck.He really didn't want to grab the dead bird's body, but the hero didn't want to suffer, so he had no choice but to resist the urge to roll his eyes, and walked over with the ugly dead bird swallowing his anger.

The pothole was just average size, covered with thick ashes, the ashes were no longer hot to the touch, and there were a few half-burned logs underneath, which looked like an extinguished fire. Uro couldn't help but turned around and looked at the pit. A female leader, the other party did the peacock's tail opening again, and with the dubbing of "Wow", he blew upwards.

This appearance made Uro think of the man touching Mars before, he reacted immediately, and suddenly realized, "Are you trying to get angry?"

It wasn't a peacock spreading its tail at all, it was a burning flame. She was describing the sound and appearance of the fire, and she wanted Wuluo to make a fire.

The man before touched the charcoal and ashes regardless of the heat of the fire, because the fire in their tribe was extinguished, and he might be confirming or trying to find the source of the fire.

Uro understood that these people didn't want to eat me at all, they wanted to make a deal with me.

This strange bird is something used to exchange fire.

This is barter.

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