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Uro let them sleep until noon.

And Yan Xiaowang went to bed early and got up early in good health, and he was clamoring to go home early in the morning. Although Wu Luo couldn't understand, it was almost the same meaning, so the beautiful neighbor who had just talked about life with him took his son away without hesitation. up.

The giant wolf named "Liu Jun" didn't mean to stay at you at all. After hearing the whistle, it rushed out from a certain place in the wilderness like wind and lightning, and it was as fast as the big black horse.Yan Xiaowang was still sleepy when he got up early in the morning, and wanted to lie down in the giant wolf's fur to keep warm, so the father and son switched mounts, and after a while, they disappeared without a trace.

If it wasn't for Wu Luo's feeling that they were really not worth much, maybe Yan would think that Yan was abducting them into abandoning the wilderness in the name of doing business.

When the tribe set off to go back, there were a lot of soil and stones, but only four or five jars of real salt were brought out. Fortunately, they were newly burnt large jars. If the usual small jars had to be filled with a dozen or so No.

Wu Luo kindly refilled the ash jars they used and put them away. It is not difficult to borrow and borrow again. Everyone may not be sure that they will develop a long-term business line in the future, so they should not be too short-sighted.

The salt team ate something after waking up, and when they found that Yan had disappeared, they were so excited that they wanted to turn somersaults on the ground, and Wu Luo was probably the only one who felt sad.

He had to run on his own two thin legs.

Jie, on the other hand, hung salt jars all over her body, her face full of pride.

Uro sighed, and after counting the number of people to make sure no one was missing, he ordered, "Let's go back!"

"go back--!"

The roar shook the sky.

When I came, I was in a hurry, with empty bags; when I left, they were full, and Ulo had to carry a clay pot of salt on his back, yawning desperately, trying not to let himself feel sleepy.

Jie ran at the front, excitedly like a monkey, pointing all the time, I really don't understand how she found her way in this identical forest.

On the way back, everyone saw a herd of deer. The deer were eating grass, their eyes were clear and bright. The elves in the forest watched them quietly. The mist shrouded the greenery like a dream. .No one took it easy, there were too many deer herds, they were carrying important salt, and there were too few weapons. If they hunted suddenly at this time, they would be easily injured.

Everyone had no choice but to say goodbye to the herd of deer, green tea was the most melancholy, squeezed over to Wu Luo and said, "Here is where we found you."

Oh, it's still my "hometown".

Uro was tired and sleepy, he barely opened his sleepy eyes and looked around for a while, then he answered Green Tea casually, "Okay, remember, we will catch them back when there is not enough meat."

"Okay!" Green Tea was quite excited.

However, everyone rushed to the tribe, and finally returned to the tribe at the climax of the moon. More than a dozen torches illuminated the dark night like the light of the sky. He was saved from losing a witch and a jar of salt along the way.

Uro was so sleepy that he couldn't help but lie down on his feet when he looked at the stones on the ground. In order to lift his spirits, he smoked a cigarette and a half when he fell behind.

The half of it was extinguished in the morning, so it can't be wasted casually.

It was Le and Bailian who opened the door. The leader rushed out wearing a coat, abruptly stepping out of the murderous look of the big sister of the underworld. She looked at Wu Luo ecstatically, and then rushed straight to the clay pot behind him. I ate it with some salt, and my eyes lit up when I tasted the salty taste.

"I want to sleep for a while, don't let anyone disturb me." Ulo untied the salt jar, basically crawled into the cave, found the quilt he had washed, and nestled in.

In fact, I only washed the quilt, and the cotton will be used after a few times of exposure to the sun. After all, after being covered, I can’t see or worry, and I don’t want to just pretend it doesn’t exist.

"What happened to him?" The leader blinked, a little worried, "Did you meet a beast on the way?"

Jie honestly reported back, "Wu, I boiled salt for two days."

She paused, then said in a very admiring tone, "We sleep, he's still here, cook."

In fact, it can only be said that it was a night, he traveled a day's journey, but this makes no difference to primitive people, it sounds like Uro has done a great job with great energy.The leader understood, she nodded, and began to arrange for everyone to put down their things and take the salt to the cave. No one had eaten today.

Originally, the leader thought that all he brought was salt, but he didn't expect that except for a few clay pots, most of them were stones and soil. She frowned, not knowing, so she said, "Bring these back, what are you doing?"

"I want to bring black." Green Tea replied, "Everyone has to learn how to make salt."

The leader asked in surprise, "This salt, does it come from mud or stone?"

Of course she knows that there is salt in the soil and stones, not to mention the stones, she herself has eaten soil for a long time to supplement the salt.

But what can fine white salt have to do with black soil?

Although the salt extracted from the seawater is not as pure and beautiful as the one exchanged before, but after all, it is something that she can firmly control, and the leader still prefers what she can get directly. She picked up a handful of green salt with her hands. Salt, smiling happily.

"This is in the water." Green Tea racked his brains to explain, "but the water is not easy to fill. Wu said that we can pick them up after they dry by themselves and make them again. Stones, soil, easy to carry, can be brought back to make .”

The leader was dizzy by what he said, and temporarily ignored how to extract salt from the soil and stones, but started cooking lively.

Any population will die out naturally after shrinking to a certain extent. To put it bluntly in modern times, it is called extinction. The rise of human beings is accompanied by the extinction of many species.Even human beings themselves have destroyed human beings. For example, Homo sapiens has slaughtered many other Homo erectus.

Therefore, if a tribe wants to survive, it must have a strong and stable home, sufficiently powerful weapons, and sufficient food and population.

The arrival of salt and weapons greatly eased the pressure on the tribe's demand for food. The so-called satiety and lust, the leader began to think about the great cause of spring after eating.

It's just that we have to talk to Wu again about this matter to see when he plans to go.

The fact that the leader doesn't care about certain things doesn't mean she doesn't care at all, just like Fang Uro wants to record the changes of the sun, moon and stars. The moon, the stars, and the stars communicate, otherwise, why record those changes? They can't be eaten or worn.

Since we can communicate, we naturally know when it rains and when it doesn't.

It's difficult for the leader to think about the weather forecast before he knows anything about the calendar. He doesn't know whether to call it progress or greed.

But no matter which one it is, it has nothing to do with Uro at this moment.

He was earnestly trying to catch up on sleep, and it had nothing to do with him when the sky fell.

Wu Luo only slept until the next morning. He was so exhausted that he felt his head was a little heavy and his body was light and heavy when he woke up early in the morning.He squatted under the quilt with his chicken coop on his back, his eyes were blank, and he let go of everything. For a while, his mind was empty and he couldn't think of anything. He felt that the world was so big that he really didn't want to go out to see it anymore.

Even if you really want to go out and have a look, you have to train your head mount so that you don't waste your time with your two legs.

"Ugh." As soon as the leader turned his head, he saw him staying in bed like a zombie, neither coming out nor lying down, so he walked over, seeing his trance-like appearance, he couldn't help being stunned, and subconsciously stretched out his hand to pat him. The intensity of his face gradually increased as Uro ignored it.

Before she slapped Uro's head away, Uro finally raised his head in a daze, grabbed her hand, and asked wearily, "Amber, what's the matter with you?"

In fact, the truth is that there is nothing wrong with your brain.

The leader grabbed his shoulder very excitedly, shook him back and forth four or five times, and said excitedly, "Wow! There is a lot of salt! Stones and mud, how do you make salt?"

"Do it, do it." Wuluo's brains were almost shaken out by her, and he yawned, "Sister, I don't work hard in my limbs, and I can't distinguish grains from grains. I burned salt for you for two days, let's count it as a day and a half. He also carried a salt shaker and walked back with two legs. This has no credit or hard work. You said, skinning is not like this, right? Wait for me to take it easy, have breakfast, wake up, and we will do it again Will it survive?"

The leader blinked at him, not sure if he understood, but he probably realized that Wuluo still had to eat breakfast, so he waved and asked Yan to come over with food and soup bowls, wishing to serve Wuluo as if he was serving a vegetable. Without opening his mouth, he made up his mind and poured it directly.

"I haven't brushed my teeth yet, don't push them in." Wu Luo hurriedly waved and jumped out of the encirclement of the women's army.

Uro put on his sweater obediently. It was still quite cold in early spring, and it would be cold in the spring, so he didn't want to just fall down like this.

When he went outside to brush his teeth, Uro went to check on the rabbits. He hadn't seen them for two days. They seemed to be bigger and fluffy. When he put his cold hands on them, he could feel the waves of fat, and he almost drool. Come.The leftover leaves of the plants fed by the children remained in the rabbit nest, and Ulo suddenly felt relieved. It was really touching that the children did not eat them during the two days he was away.

Everyone stayed in the tribe today. After all, spring just started, and they had caught enough prey yesterday. It was useless for them to go out to search today. They might as well stay in the tribe and help burn pottery.After all, the hoarded food has already gone through a round of transactions. If the leader wants to change the population, he can only hope on the pottery.

Since the men learned the bow and arrow, they have learned a very coquettish way of fighting without a teacher. Except for a few animals, most of the beasts rely more on their eyes. They first use bows and arrows to shoot or blind the opponent's eyes secretly. , Then spread out and use slings to attract the attention of the beast, causing it to suffer from pain and go berserk, and finally run around and collapse from exhaustion, and then they get together to kill.

This is not the case of a thousand-tested larks, and there are wild beasts that are quite agile, so you have to try all kinds of tactics.

It's just that this style of play has indeed succeeded many times, and everyone has tasted the sweetness. It happened that yesterday the hunting team saw a few giant beasts coming out to hunt, so they simply took it all together.

With bows and arrows and slings, the risk factor for human beings has risen directly.

After brushing his teeth, Wu Luo listened to the men bragging about their archery skills and fighting style yesterday while having breakfast. Judging from the coquettish and dexterous posture of Le and Green Tea before, they are just around the corner to become Tarzan with bows and arrows.

"Break it into pieces." Uro reminded them. He was still sharpening new chopsticks to eat meat for himself. He only used disposable chopsticks. There was no way to keep such tools in the tribe, and there was no way to burn pottery chopsticks for the time being. , After eating a meal, burn a pair, and then do it again for the next meal.

If the branch itself is thin, just peel off the bark and sharpen the ends.

Almost everyone in the tribe knew that he liked to use such weird tools, and basically they would deliberately leave the twigs to him.

The men were very obedient, and they put in more effort, and Le was the strongest. He crushed slightly thinner stones with his palm, and with his large palm, he accidentally spilled them out of the clay pot.

"Hey, hey, don't drop it on the ground." Wu Luo caught a glimpse and hurriedly urged, "Le, put your hands in the pot, don't spread it out, the soil will be filtered, why do you add some soil, I want to eat dirt."

When the others heard it, they hurriedly booed.

"Le, why are you so stupid!"

"How can you sprinkle salt!"

"Le, be careful."

……

As soon as Le heard it, he immediately looked over in a panic. He moved his hand clumsily, and finally shook all the crushed residue into the jar.

Uro was annoyed by their "arrogant faces", and said with a smirk, "You guys hurry up and work too, why are you talking so much nonsense? You don't have to feel particularly flustered if you have a long tongue, right?"

The men were all trained, and then they honestly lowered their heads and continued to work.

Soil and the like were taken to soak in water, but there were not enough clay pots, so they had to be soaked separately in small jars, soaked for salty taste, and then dissolved and filtered. Impurities such as fallen leaves would obviously float on the water surface, just Scoop it out and put it into the pit prepared by Uro as fertilizer to ferment.

If any stones are sifted out, they are given to the men to smash together.

The soil work is not too heavy, but the stone work is more troublesome. Many strong women also came over, took a stone slab and began to smash it, and the rest went to burn pottery.

They are so short of large pottery.

Uro felt a little worried, the precedent of the second credit cannot be set, otherwise the leaders and the others will definitely regard this as a habit, and it seems that another kiln will have to be built.

"Amber! Come here!"

In this era, communication basically relies on shouting. Uro walked an unknown number of steps yesterday. If he had climbed the Great Wall in modern times, he might be suspected of climbing the Great Wall. His legs are sore right now. He needs to climb down from the cave and climb up again. , That is simply torture, simply shouting at the top of your throat.

"What's the matter?" The leader's head came out of the cave, and she looked around vigilantly, like a groundhog about to come out of the cave, and asked cautiously.

Doesn't look like it's going to come down.

Uro shouted weakly, "Let's build another kiln!"

"Do you make salt?" cried the chief.

"Make pottery!"

The leader thought carefully for a moment, nodded and said, "Make...one, two, three, let's make three kilns!"

"Row--"

After the communication was successful, Uro hung up the communication directly.

These things sound easy to say, but in fact they are more difficult to do.

Hua Helong is temporarily responsible for the production of bows and arrows. The leader is doing his best to repay the debts they owed in winter. Once the bows and arrows of the men are damaged, they can only temporarily use slings and spears as weapons, unless They sharpen their bows and arrows themselves.

So here again involves a knowledge blind spot that the leader has never experienced.

That is the non-uniformity of productivity.

Under normal circumstances, everyone's weapons are distributed by the leader and held in their hands temporarily, and they will ask the leader for one after they are worn out. During this period, all the weapons they have polished are uniformly kept by the leader.

Therefore, the leader also has a part-time job, which is warehouse management.

However, bows and arrows are different from spears. Its craftsmanship is more complicated. Men need time to get familiar with the aim, and they will adjust the bow and arrow itself according to their own strength and habits.The current workmanship is far from being as fine as it will be in the future. To a large extent, it is completely based on the feel of the hand, which means that the bow and arrow polished by each person according to their own habits may not be suitable for another person.

Wu Luo really never dreamed that it would be the bow and arrow that opened up the concept of private ownership.

The leader was also very worried about this matter, and in the end he could only acquiesce that the men had their own weapons alone. She vaguely felt that this matter was not as simple as it seemed on the surface, but she couldn't give a reasonable reason to deny this from happening.

After all, men own bows and arrows for the tribe, and only by obtaining the most suitable weapons can they guarantee their own safety.

"I think it's weird."

When the leader watched the logs being transported to the open space, she came down after finishing the work in the cave. The main reason was that she couldn't bear the long-distance communication with Uro, so she couldn't help but stare at the clay pot beside her Uro initiated the conversation, and she looked up at everyone running around with their bows and arrows on their backs, the bowstring stretched across their waists, as if ready to fight at any time.

This scene should be delightful.

Uro asked casually, "What's so strange?"

"Everyone has their own bows and arrows." The leader frowned, she looked at the heated clay pot, the filtered salt water was bubbling, and the edges had been burned with snow-white salt grains. Smiles and worries exist together, looking a little embarrassed, "This is not right."

Uro laughed. "They used to have spears too."

The leader shook his head and said, "No, I gave it to them, not their own, it's just for use."

This was beyond Uro's expectation. He did not expect that the leader would be so keen on this aspect. Public ownership has the benefits of public ownership, and private ownership has the benefits of private ownership. Different rules must be used in different situations to ensure that a group can truly stay alive.

This is also one of the reasons why Uro has not deliberately changed the leader's thinking. In this era, if private ownership is forcibly advocated, the consequences of failure will not be discussed.If it succeeds, the young children who need to be raised by others will completely wear down women, and men can only eat and eat through hunting and gathering, not to mention the injured patients and the elderly, going to the wilderness and so on. Just die.

It is precisely because of unity that human beings will reproduce from generation to generation.

In a certain sense, public ownership will of course lead to inertia. For example, life is tighter, and this inertia will inevitably be born when food is sufficient.

After all, the end result is the same, so why put in too much effort?

It's just not the time yet.

"What's wrong with that?" Wu Luo began to brainwash the leader. Anyway, there is nothing to do when cooking salt. After today's salt making is over, we have to build a new kiln tomorrow. Fortunately, the kiln doesn't need it. Lots of men, building with mud and stuff, kids and women can do it.

It takes some effort to smash the salt.

Uro revealed the matter lightly, "They also make bows and arrows for the tribe."

"But." The leader frowned, and she stared at the salt shaker, trying to organize her words, "Everyone shouldn't have their own things, so, that's wrong."

Uro spread his hands and asked her, "Then what do you want to do?"

"Is there anything you can do?" the leader asked him instead.

Uro couldn't help laughing, he rubbed his browbones, almost rubbed the salt grains into his eyes, so he took his hand down, licked his dry lips a little, and thought to himself, "But I agree with them holding bows and arrows. It’s like usually you let the children eat first, but if the prey is too big or plentiful, or they are injured, you will let the hunting team eat food first and eat more food, why is that?”

"To survive." The leader said succinctly, "It's a reward."

"Then you take the bow and arrow as a reward." Uro said calmly.

The leader was silent for a moment, and finally heaved a long sigh. She was temporarily persuaded by Uro.

Private ownership is an inevitable rule on the way forward, but it is still too far away from them. The tribe is far from being transformed from a group into a single family. Without such a foundation, private ownership is very weak, almost impossible Uro and the leader are required to oppose it, even the men and women in the tribe will not agree.

No one wants to be left behind.

Who dares to say that he will never get hurt and will always be safe.

After throwing away the bow and arrow, the leader concentrated on making salt. She never thought that mud and stones could cook such snow-white salt.Although from Wuluo's point of view, the colors of these salts can almost form a rainbow, but to the leader, the pitch-black soil and the bluish-white or off-white salt are obviously two completely different things, so she always feels that this process is very difficult. magic.

"Do you have all the mud and stones?" The leader hesitated for a moment, but still blurted out the question.

Wu Luo pursed his lips and thought for a while, then said with a little hesitation, "There are some, but there are more or less, this is different, otherwise we wouldn't go so far to find salt." He held up the salt in his hand. The shell of the hooked snake that came to scrape the salt was shown to the leader, "Look, the hooked snake has meat, but it has no fur. If we don't have enough clay pots, we have to catch him; but if we are cold, we have to catch the roaring beast Or a silly beast."

"The same is true of stones. Although they all have salt, there are more or less. Some can make salt, and some can't."

This metaphor made the leader understand immediately, and she suddenly realized, "Yes, that's it."

Wu Luo looked at her, and couldn't help sweating in his heart. The two of them really dared to speak, and the other dared to believe it.

In fact, Wu Luo is not very clear about this matter. After all, he is a finance student, not an encyclopedia. The main reason is that the concept of stone itself is too broad. For example, if Fang just asks U Luo now, he can Speaking of rocks, gems, ores, etc., these ingredients are different, he dare not guarantee that there is no salt in it, if one day the leader is lucky and suddenly picks up a single salt rock, it will be embarrassing, so he has to go The proportion of ingredients is ambiguous.

How to say that, food poisoning is playing hooligans regardless of the weight.

The pile of firewood hadn't been extinguished yet, and a new question popped up in the leader's little mind full of whimsical ideas, "Wow, will it rain soon?"

"……how could I know?"

Uro felt incredible.

Who are these people? It’s not your problem to use an [-]th-rate surgeon as an inventor. How can you ask for the additional function of weather forecast? This is too unreasonable.

"The on-demand function is not accepted here." Uro looked at the leader expressionlessly.

The leader looked back at him in confusion, "You don't know? What are you looking at when you let Chen look at the sun and the moon? Are you talking to the sky?"

"It's calculating the time. How long will it take for us to get cold and how long will it be to get hot?" Uro resisted the urge to roll his eyes, and explained to the leader with his veins twitching, "You didn't realize that it's hot and cold?" Is there actually a pattern? Like some times the animals are fatter and some days they are more manic."

The leader nodded and said, "I know, after the snow, when it's not so cold, they will give birth to small animals."

"Yes, that's what we're looking at." Uro let out a long breath, feeling that the blue veins on his head had finally calmed down again, and he said slowly, "There's another thing called a sundial, which is more troublesome to make. But it can tell us what time of day it is."

The leader was surprised, "When?"

"That is, we know when it's morning, noon, and night."

The leader didn't quite understand the meaning of this thing, she thought for a while and said, "But, can we see God?"

"It's raining, and it's snowing?" Wu Luo asked persuasively, "Do you still remember that when we were in the cave, snow and rain fell together, and after a long, long time, it was still dark?"

Of course, the sundial is useless in this kind of weather, and you have to replace it with other equipment.

This caused the leader to have lingering fears, because that day was a rare thunderstorm in winter, and the tribe's stones had not been moved. They woke up and waited until they went to bed, and there was no exact time to eat.They didn't remove the stone until everyone in the tribe said they were hungry, and watched the wind and rain splash in, and the fire was born in the dark sky. No one knew why the night was so long.

I just feel that the world seems to be angry, so I don't want to expose the sun.

She nodded and said, "I remember."

It's not that they have no concept of time. They basically keep the characteristics of spring, summer, autumn and winter in mind. In autumn, there is more food and the prey is fatter; and spring follows winter. If seedlings emerge from the ground, the snow will not A harbinger of something to come again.

"When there is no sky, we also have to eat, and we can also know through time... Let's put it this way, you see, when we need to make salt, do you know when it needs to be done?"

The leader shook his head.

"If we know how long we've been doing something, and when it's going to be dark, we can plan what we're going to do when it's not dark. Don't you want to know when it's going to be light?" , when will it reach its hottest moment, and when will it sink and disappear?"

The leader was shocked by this sentence, she never thought that she could control the time.

Of course, this is not a kind of control, but a kind of use and awareness.It was as if she was vaguely aware of the concept of time and the advantages of knowing the time at this moment, but this made the leader feel a deeper awe and bewilderment towards Uro.

All the things that Uro brought out were things they could do by themselves, but they never thought about it.

Nothing is sudden, like wind, like rain, so the leader still can't understand whether Uro is a god or a human being. He will bleed and grow, and his hair and beard will grow out occasionally, but they are often re-trimmed It's like it's never been there.

He is clearly human.

However, the leader stared at Uro. What he had was something that only gods could have.

The leader who repeatedly jumped between "life depends on his own hands" and "theism" was quite sad and fell into the swamp of thought again and couldn't extricate himself.

Due to the excessive shock, the leader forgot about the great cause of spring by the way.

But this didn't make Uro much easier, it only limited his collapse, because the salt making business had just come to an end-they brought back too many stones and soil, and they couldn't finish tossing in a day.The leader plans to allocate some manpower to do this after a while. After all, with weapons, the success rate of the hunting team will increase, so there is no need to go out hunting every day as hard as usual. Salt is made faster.

Before Uro got out of the salty soil all day, he thought about how to arrange more pottery kilns beside the beautiful river to make the whole layout more standardized. In the future, [-]% of them will have to waste manpower to reassemble.

The hateful accident happened again.

Chen, who was staying on the tree house observing the dusk, suddenly called out, "Oh, my eyes!"

When Chi panicked and carried Chen down the tree, Chen lay on his friend's not-so-great body, weeping silently, with his eyes tightly closed, it wasn't very painful to see him, but Very puzzled, and a little worried, "Uh! Uh! I can't see!"

Almost didn't lose Wuluo's three souls and seven souls.

How can a good child be blind?

Wu Luo found out the eyedrops, barely ran down from the cave with two old broken legs, followed Chen and Chi, fearing that the fire in the cave would make Chen's eyes burn and uncomfortable, so he took advantage of the soft dusk to barely observe Xia Chen's eyes. general information.

His eyes were slightly red and swollen, but he still reacted to light. Uro was very careful in his hands. He asked repeatedly with a little worry, "Do you feel uncomfortable? Does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." But no matter how he asked, Chen just shook his head.

Uro tried to wave his hand "Can you see the light?"

"There's something shaking, but I can't see what it is." Chen answered Wu Luo honestly, "It turned out to be Wu's hand."

Uro almost slapped the brat on the head.

So it was Wu's hand? ? ?

you almost went blind you knowIt's no use telling me this.

Chen's tears were still flowing, and nothing dirty was washed out, which meant that foreign objects shouldn't have flown in and caused damage to the eyes.

Uro guessed with his poor medical common sense that he didn't deliberately open Chen's eyelids forcibly, but kept asking different questions, "Can you see Akira, but can't see your hands?"

Chen was quiet for a while, and suddenly said, "Yes, I can see it now." He blinked his eyes, and after a long silence, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, surprised and delighted, "I can see it again!"

Chi, who had been watching from the sidelines, let out a long sigh of relief, of course he didn't want Chen to go blind.

Uro was not so ecstatic, but frowned slightly, and forcibly pressed Chen's arm like a chick out of the nest.

In terms of strength, even the young Chen may not be able to suppress Wu Luo, who has never fought life and death, but seeing Wu Luo's serious face, of course he didn't dare to resist too seriously, but seriously with two tears, Looking up at him cautiously, "I'm fine, there's nothing wrong."

"Is it only this time that you can't see suddenly?"

Chen nodded obediently, "Yes, I have been in pain before."

Temporary blindness, within tens of seconds to two to three minutes, if it is a small problem, it is just overuse of the eyes, if it is a big problem, it is damage to some parts of the eye, the unsolvable problem is that his brain has pathological changes that cause nerve compression .

Big problems are actually about the same level as unsolvable problems, and Uro can't solve them anyway.

That's why Uro's face was serious.

"When did it hurt?"

"That's right..." Chen tilted his head and thought for a while, then clapped his hands as if he suddenly realized, "Yes, when I wake up and look at the sun!"

wow——

As the desolate spring breeze blows after dusk, Uro stares at the child he once praised for being smart, wishing to go back in time to slap his own dozen or so big mouths at that time, while reciting the words he recited in full when he was in school sincerely and in tune. Classical Chinese "Children's Fun".

Yu Yi recalled that when he was a child, he could look at the sun with his eyes open and see clearly. When he saw a tiny object, he would carefully observe its texture, so there was always something interesting about it!

"Why didn't a toad come to eat you." Wu Luo said quietly.

Chen was at a loss, "Ah? What is that?"

Uro held his forehead and was silent for a long time. He took a deep breath to calm down, lest he would be so angry that he would die young. The three of them stalemate silently for a while, while men and women in the tribe were in various ways. Probe in the corner to watch, no one said a word.

Everyone has eyes, and with the supplement of fish and animal meat, their night blindness at night is basically gone, and they can still see clearly after dusk.

Wu is very angry!