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Due to catching a cold, Uro didn't dare to touch the two rabbits too much, but just roughly estimated the length of the undercoat, and soon went back into the house.

When the effect of the cold granule came up, Wuluo lay down on the animal skin and slept for a while. He slept for less than half an hour before being woken up abruptly by the midday sun, which shone directly through the glass. If there was flesh on his shirt, he would probably be sunburned by now.

This sleep was restless, and Uro rubbed his forehead in a daze. He looked at the empty room, a few glass windows, and a lonely door. Think about origin and destruction.

He feels a little tired.

Every day after coming here seems to be stolen. Uro can only block the messy thoughts by being out of breath. He turned his body slightly to avoid the scorching sun. , making the back warm.

Uro stayed like this for a while, listening to the bustling sounds outside, the children shouting, the adults laughing and laughing, and a door that could be easily blown open by the wind isolated the whole world.He breathed slowly, not knowing whether to expect himself to be a corpse or to be thankful that he was alive. He was not seriously ill, but just caught a cold, not even a minor cold.

Just for a moment, loneliness suddenly knocked him down.

People who are sick are presumably more vulnerable.

Wu Luo was not so angry with Yan all of a sudden, he even began to look forward to the rainy season, not only for the upcoming transaction, but also for chatting with Yan.

By the afternoon, Uro had completely recovered. He didn't allow himself to be sick for too long. Now he had no worries about eating and drinking, and his life was safe. Everything was getting better, which was worth celebrating.

What's more, there are still people staying with him outside. Under such a difficult environment, he doesn't have to feel so sorry for himself.

The old mask was burned by Uro, and he didn't know how many germs were in it. He didn't dare to throw it away. When it was burned, Uro put on a new mask again - he couldn't help it until he was sure he didn't have a cold tomorrow. Stretched for a while, then almost passed out.

Chen really obediently strengthened the fence...

It's just that this reinforced fence has far exceeded Uro's imagination. Let alone a rabbit, people probably have to take long strides to get in, and they have to be careful about their crotch.

Uro's face turned green.

The brat didn't even open the door.

Let's say the door was Uro's fault. At the beginning, he thought the fence would be enough to keep out small animals, so he didn't open the door.

Uro couldn't help rubbing his brows, subconsciously looked at the rabbit in his eye socket, and couldn't help questioning life, "Is this the fucking real world? Can rabbits jump so high? Are they rogue rabbits or jumping rabbits? Can rabbits jump?" I know how to kick an eagle with its hind legs, but it can still thump like this with its front legs?"

The fence has to be taken down again.

Uro sighed. He was going to get some bricks first. Bricks can not only be used to build houses, but also have many other uses.The house still has to be made of wood. As far as the current situation is concerned, he can use cement to provide convenience for himself, but it is impossible to wholesale cement to provide convenience for everyone. The amount is too large.

In addition to enlightening wisdom, Uro has always been worried about this. When the weight of the individual increases to fifty times, it is no longer a concept at all.

What's more, they don't even know what cement is, and if they don't handle it properly, they may burn their hands.

It is true that Uro has not been exposed to many things, but a lot of knowledge has been imperceptibly entered into his body during the decades of growing up.

Even if he has never cut glass, Uro knows that glass needs to be cut with oil and a knife; even if he has never done woodworking, he also knows how various woodworking tools can be used to assist.

But this group of primitive people can’t do it. They don’t even have nine-year compulsory education these days, and they have to draw flowers, plants and trees to identify the matching wood. They don’t know Arabic numerals, so how can they be expected to understand the periodic table of elements?

Confucius canonization is not without reason.

Uro almost shed tears, how important a teacher is.

He went to look for his own bone knife—the bone that the leader rewarded him before had been ground into a small knife. Originally, Uro wanted to use it to make soup, but Hu Po quickly put an end to this wasteful idea.

Bone soup is quite a luxury for their tribe, unless it is a large-scale celebration, Amber is willing to break a bone and cook it.

Wu Luo forgot to buy a pair of scissors, so he simply used bone knives, which sharpen quickly and are actually quite handy to use. If he really used scissors, he was afraid that the pointed end would poke the rabbit's flesh.There is a stone beside the rabbit nest to sit on. It is estimated that the children moved it specially to amuse the rabbit. An empty clay pot was placed at his feet, and he began to shave the rabbit unhurriedly.

Spring was still a bit cold, and the meat rabbit melted into Wuluo's lap like a puddle of water, allowing the two-legged beast to gently tug at its long fur and eat the grass blades while shaking its head.

Uro was very careful. It was still relatively cold in spring at this time, and he didn't want to freeze the two rabbits to death.

The amount of hair produced by these two rabbits far exceeded Uro's imagination. The two of them cut off a total of half a catty of hair. Even if Uro didn't know the world, he realized that this was an astonishing amount.And this is still in the case of not being shaved, it is bigger and more hairy.

Ulo touched their bellies and found that they were a little bulging, so he immediately suppressed the idea of ​​trying to reward them, and put them back in the nest as if nothing had happened.

When Wu Luo moved a pot of rabbit fur into the house to soak in water, he suddenly heard the children outside yelling for the adults to come over, "Mom, Tutu, the fur is gone."

Muma is mother. When the pronunciation of children in the tribe is ambiguous, the pronunciation is easy to be inaccurate. However, Wu Luo thinks it should be regarded as a dialect characteristic, so he didn't make a special effort to correct it.

"Don't panic, I shaved them." Uro opened the door and explained, "Don't feed them."

The children looked at Wu Luo timidly, and the women suddenly realized that they laughed, held the children in their arms, and continued to work on their work. At this time, there was not much time to rest, and everyone was very busy.

After soaking the rabbit fur in water, Uro sprinkled some plant ash to react. He only knew that the wool needs to be degreased, but the rabbit fur is not clear, but he will try it first. Anyway, everything has to be tried these days. Otherwise, you can only open your eyes and wait for death.The rabbit fur needs to be soaked for a period of time, and it can be boiled after the feces, grass grains, and messy things inside are probably soaked out.

The rabbit fur alone took Uro a lot of time. He looked at the sun and his watch, and it was almost the same as the estimated time. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, and there were two to four hours before it got dark. .

The days of spring began to grow, and basically everyone would be back at dusk, so Uro didn't dare to delay, but walked directly to the river.

Everyone is still making pottery, but they are not firing pottery. Brother Xiaoku and a few men are digging mud to paste the pottery kiln. When there are no bricks, the whole pottery kiln is built with mud. It will also crack two or three times, and it has to be filled with mud constantly.This is why Uro said that although bricks cannot be used to build houses, they can also be used for other purposes. Bricks can be used as pottery kilns, which can guarantee that they will not crack for a long time.

"Little cool." Uro called him from a distance.

Brother Xiaoku raised his head and looked at Wuluo, and ran over happily. He didn't know what he thought of, and then turned back and ran over with two pottery. Show him your hands.The left hand is smoked to pure black, which looks like matte black, dull, revealing a sense of shadow; while the right hand has a very rough glaze, with a very light cyan color, but the plant ash is not filtered Well, there are many particles at the bottom.

This is not porcelain, but pottery.

Uro doesn't even need to open it to know that their fire is not enough, and the fracture of pottery and porcelain is completely different, not only in appearance, but also in quality.

"This one is dark, it's the latest to come out." Little Cool said happily, "It's raining, and I thought there was no fire, but it came out, and the others are also dark, not as good as this one."

This is black pottery.

Wu Luo looked at the black pottery in front of him thoughtfully, took it over and touched it. Of course, there was a big difference from the eggshell pottery, but they were roughly the same, after all, they were all made by wheel system.The mud by the river was dug lower, and the soil below was already darker in color, and it was not reddish-brown when burned, but closer to brown.

It must be that the batch of pottery was almost finished burning at that time, and the rain poured down the chimney, which caused a lot of smoke from the red-hot charcoal inside, which smoked the pottery into this appearance.

"Yeah." Uro nodded.

Brother Xiaoku was flattered at first, thinking he could shock Wu Luo, but seeing that he didn't respond, he couldn't help being surprised, "Wu, don't you think it looks good?"

"Do you know how this is burned?" Uro asked him calmly.

Brother Xiaoku shook his head hesitantly, and subconsciously asked, "You know?"

In Xiaoku’s heart, he certainly didn’t think Uro would know. Although Tao was taught by Uro at first, he was obviously so shocked when he saw the tripod cup later, which shows that everyone has the same attitude towards Tao.

Although Uro knows how to use it, it doesn't mean he can do it.

"Next time you burn wood, pour water into it and have a look."

Uro handed the two pottery to Brother Cool, and said flatly, "Do you want to learn something new?"

"Learn!" Brother Xiaoku immediately jumped up.

"Okay." Uro nodded, and he commanded, "Go and make mud."

Brother Xiaoku nodded hastily. When passing by the pottery house, he put two pottery in his hand on the bed. These two pottery were left behind after he asked the leader specially, just to figure out how to make them well.

When spring came, everyone stopped resting in bed, and became the throne of the two pottery.

burn wood, water...

Brother Xiaoku was deep in thought, he ran out first and shouted to Qing Heni, "Wu wants mud, Tao is enough, you guys prepare mud."

The women responded, took the last piece of pottery off the slow wheel and waited for it to dry, and greeted each other to dig the mud and pour water. Now they have made the whole process very handy and extremely efficient.

In fact, the pottery in the tribe has long been enough. Since Wu Luolai taught them to smash the soil and re-sieve it, the quality of the pottery has become better and better. It will not break apart after a while, and it will not leak water. Occasionally being crushed by a man, the probability is extremely small.Although pottery is fired from clay, everyone still cherishes pottery, especially more and more beautiful pottery has been slowly being fired recently.

The tribe is still burning pottery, because Uro said that it would be exchanged. They are now full of enthusiasm and confidence in the exchange, so they are constantly making a lot of pottery, causing the cave to be almost full.

After all, there is still a long way to go outside, and one or two rows can be placed, but they can't be all placed outside. Besides, the wind is strong at night, and the clay pots are easy to be blown apart, and several of them are easy to break when hit.

Brother Xiaoku didn't add the mud himself. He went to light a fire, prepared a water pot, and sat in the pottery house to wait for the fire to burn.

When the wood was burning hotter and redder, and Xiao Kuo felt hot sitting beside him, he picked up the water can and wanted to pour it down immediately, but his awe of the fire made him hesitate.

However, the jug still splashed some water under the turbulence, and the water dripped on the charcoal, making a sizzling sound, and a wisp of white smoke rose faintly.

Brother Xiaoku held his breath. He watched the scene intently, and suddenly poured all the water down. Although the water extinguished the fire, thick black smoke came out.

The smoke filled the air, and the little cool guy squatted by the fire and looked at the tangible gas. His hand was blackened by the smoke, which was not obvious. He rubbed it to realize the blackness what is it.

Uro's voice sounded in his mind again, "Next time you burn wood, you can pour water into it and have a look."

Why Wu will know.

Brother Xiaoku hugged his leg blankly, and fell into a daze. He really couldn't figure it out, so he decided to get up and ask Wu Luo to find out.

"U-"

Uro is instructing others to make a wooden model for himself. There is no ruler these days, so he can only make two pieces of wood together for comparison, otherwise it will be easily skewed.

"What's the matter?" Uro asked strangely, "Didn't I let you go with the mud?"

Little Ku ran over panting, and he didn't even care that Uro was probably still sick. He breathed heavily, stared at Uro, and asked, "You, what do you know about fire? Will it be black with water?"

Uro originally wanted to smile and ask little cool brother why he didn't know, but seeing the child's determined and serious expression, he suddenly couldn't speak.Just like running for the best and most capable person, everyone will not easily admit defeat to the leader, and Brother Xiaoku will not bow to Uro in his own field. No one likes making pottery more than him, and no one likes to make pottery more than him Spend more effort on this.

Many small improvements were proposed by Xiaoku himself, and Uro improved it with the help of experience.

Uro has experience as a base, but Brother Xiaoku doesn't.

If it is a modern child, no one minds that the teacher knows more than the student, because the teacher is older, they learn more, if they don't know, how to teach the child?But Brother Xiaoku didn't have such a concept. He didn't think that he knew better when he was older, so he asked Uro directly.

How much do you know?how do you knowCan I learn more?

The young man's brain hadn't had time to sort out these thoughts. He just stubbornly wanted to understand why Uro knew so much while spending so little time.

Tell Little Cool Brother that all of this is learned from textbooks, and from the information, it is called the next step.

Uro smiled, his face was hidden under the mask, and his glasses were foggy from his breathing, so he took it off and wiped it to clear his mind.

He does rely on the experience of his ancestors, so he expects Xiao Kuge and the others to bring surprises. There are many answers, and it is obviously more useful to choose one that is more instructive.

After Wu Luoli cleared his mind, he slowly put the glasses back on again. His expression was calm and composed, and he couldn't see that he was still harboring evil intentions at all. The man smiled lightly and replied, "You told me."

"Did I tell you?" Brother Xiaoku wondered, "But I didn't know?"

"Didn't you say that when it rains, do you think the fire will go out?" Wu Luo said indifferently, "The fire has indeed gone out, but the smoke has also come in. We make chimneys to expel the smoke and make the fire burn even bigger. When water is poured in, the fire will be suffocated inside, and the natural smoke will be thicker."

Brother Xiaoku looked at Wu Luo in a daze, and said in surprise, "Just... just this sentence, you know how it came out?"

"Yeah, you see, if you burn the fire well on weekdays, it won't burn like this. Suddenly one day it rained, and it became like this. It must have something to do with the rain, isn't it obvious?" Wu Luo laughed and flicked Touching his forehead, he said slowly, "Aren't you going to make mud?"

"Oh——" Brother Xiaoku turned around blankly and walked towards the woman. After he walked a long way, he turned around and looked at Uro, who was directing the others to do things. The thought came to me, "If I were as smart as Wu, that would be great. Take a look, listen to a sentence, and you will know what it means. What kind of things does Wu see? Will it be more beautiful than what we see?" pretty?"

Soon, Brother Xiaoku felt unwilling again. He saw the rain and knew the cause and effect, but he didn't think about the water.

He secretly made up his mind that if such a situation reappears in the future, he must carefully observe what is extra.

Uro didn't think too much about the children's competitive spirit. Even if they did, he probably only thought it was a good thing, so after dismissing Little Cool, he began to direct the people on the scene again.

Molds are not things that can be made immediately with a lot of people and strength, and need to be carefully polished and made.

After all, just splitting the wood, flattening the surface, and deliberately cutting out the tenons on both ends of this thing to make it look like half a rolling pin is exhausting enough.At this time, there were no suitable tools, so Wuluo could only teach them to fold the leaves in half to obtain a right angle, and then draw rough lines with charcoal, and then slowly chisel with stones.

Thankfully, only two holes had to be drilled in the face of the other two pieces of wood to act as mortises.

Waiting for a mold to be finished, it was almost dark.

It looks like a small well-tac-toe ladder. Uro didn't deliberately estimate the size. It still looks quite big, a little slanted, but it's still under control. At least it looks like a perfect rectangle overall.

Having experience in building a house before, everyone is very good this time, because the wood is too thick to be drilled through with a hole punch, so they first use a stone to make a hole, and when there is a small hole, they use a wooden stick to clamp the block The small charcoal is burned in the hole, and the air is carefully blown. When the charcoal is burned through, it is smashed through with a wooden stick, and a perfect hole is born.

Uro looked at their proud faces asking for credit, and silently puffed up his palms.

The faces of the men were slightly red with excitement, and Qiku was already used to the tribe's work style. He found that not only hunting, but other intensive work was also suitable for him. He looks down on him because of his weak body, and sometimes, even women will praise him for his carefulness.

Qi Ku and Qing had a lot of chats recently, Qing often taught him how to speak when taking care of the child, not long ago Qi Ku even touched the child's little face.

He felt that he might soon be a father.

Uro read "So smart, I couldn't think of it at all!"

He sighed, looked at the only two completed molds, and asked everyone to take them back to the cave to continue working.

When it was time for dinner, Wu Luo returned to his room with the mold and food, and by the way, he also told Xia Chen to quickly repair the fence a little lower, so that it would be so high to prevent rabbits or people.

Chen is very wronged, but he can't say, who can refuse Party A's father.

Amber saw that Uro could come out to get food by herself, and when the food was distributed, she ran into Uro's house bouncing up and down. Although she didn't understand what was so good about this cold and dark little house, Uro always Sees farther than she does and is therefore eager to enjoy it.

Although she can't feel anything.

Uro lit a fire with a pot-bellied earthenware pot, and the moonlight was good today, falling on the ground through the skylight, giving it a just-right tranquility and an almost divine elegance.

When Amber ran in, she couldn't help being quiet. She looked up and saw that the empty gap above was covered with a piece of ice that was so clear that it was almost invisible, and it was caught by the wood and did not melt.Whereas the windows used to be, they seemed to be shrouded in soft green smoke, not too bright, but the distant scenery could be seen dimly.

"This is..." Amber stretched out her hand subconsciously. She touched something cold but not bone-piercing. The silent and stagnant glass window was slowly pushed open. She looked at the small mechanism on the edge in surprise, and soon I can clearly see the distant scenery, and when the window is closed again, this tantalizing dark color returns again.

The bright moonlight was blocked, sprinkled on the glass, and shattered into brilliant stars, like a swaying dream.

"It's not ice." Amber exclaimed.

She has stroked ice and been stabbed by snow, so although the two are very similar, they can perceive completely different places.

"It's not cold." Amber turned to look at Uro and exclaimed, "What is this?"

Uro was drying the quilt in the quilt cover, but he forgot to take the quilt off the roof, and the whole day was a waste of time.

"What do you look like?" Uro perfunctory her.

"I don't know." Amber stared at the gloomy light in the dark, which fell on the smooth and beautiful surface of the glass, she said quietly, "It doesn't seem to be as bright as ice."

Uro replied, "If it is too bright, it will be dazzling."

Amber stroked the window and slowly understood, she said, "Oh, I understand, it's the light of the moon, if you cover it with this thing, it won't run away, right?"

Uro couldn't help laughing, he said slowly, "You say so."

"Really?" Amber asked suspiciously.

Qi Ku, who came to deliver the new mould, suddenly pointed his head and said, "This is..." He said a very obscure short sentence, which Uro couldn't quite understand. Obviously, Hu Po didn't understand either, she just looked at Qi Ku blankly. , do not understand what this young man is talking about?

"Not light?" she asked.

Qiku shook his head, he grabbed the head of the glass bottle around his neck and shook it, there was a small spot on it, he pierced it with a bone needle, tied it around his neck with silk, it looked like a model kind of jewelry.

"This is it." Qi Ku said.

Amber walked over to touch it, and although it was different in thickness, it was indeed the same thing, so she looked at Qiku in surprise.

When giving Qiku and salt sugar water before, Hu Po stood too far away and didn't notice.

"This is given to me by the witch." Qi Ku said, "I've seen it, it's the same, not so white."

He hasn't learned what transparency is.

No wonder Qi Ku was so interested in glass at the beginning, Wu Luo thought he was just looking at it, but he didn't expect that he had seen it before and recognized it.

When glass was first discovered, it was when firing pottery.The general composition of glass is sand, calcium carbonate and soda ash. When these three are added together, even if it is fired at a low temperature, it is possible to produce colored glass of average quality, but it is very easy to break, and it is not too big except for decoration. usefulness.

The main part of the shell is calcium carbonate, and there is alkali in the plant ash, and the composition of the glass itself can be changed. It is not surprising that it is fired, but this is different from pottery, the failure rate is very high, and it is difficult to produce something.

Uro's enthusiasm for glass is not high because this thing is actually useless. Apart from wasting resources, it is basically useless. Their quality can't be improved, let alone the quantity.

If you want to make glass, it is better to make glazed eggshell pottery, or look for any natural crystals to make a wave of colored glaze.

It seems that the tribe on the other side of the water should be called the tribe on the other side of the sea.

Uro stuffed the quilt cover, pulled up the chain and shook it, and laid it on the ground calmly.

Both Hu Po and Qi Ku felt very inconceivable about Uro's calmness. Qi Ku mixed the original language with the newly learned words and said, "The tribe on the other side of the water was given to them by their water god." He repeated the phrase again, I explained it again. In fact, it is relatively simple to take it apart and listen to it. The first sound means water, the second and third means to let it go, and the fourth sound means light.

The phrase means "the radiance of stagnant water".

That's what the tribe called Glass.

"It's made of sand, shells, fire, and plant ash." Uro told Amber the truth ruthlessly.

Amber, who didn't know what sand and shells are, gave up such a dream without hesitation. She came to ask what is the use of this strange thing, so Qiku sat on the ground with Amber and looked at the quilt made by Uro , so that no one tried to help the sick Uro-although he is well now, others don't know it yet.

The wind swayed wildly.

"Why are you here?" Life is not easy, Uro sighed, "Say something quickly."

Qiku obediently handed over his own mold and placed it on the ground.

Amber looked at this small thing, and a corresponding tool appeared in her mind, and she subconsciously said, "Witch, this ladder is too small."

"...that's not a ladder."

Amber swung the lower mold and said in surprise, "This ladder is better than our ladder!"

"...I said it's not a ladder." Uro was silent for a moment, and said helplessly, "But you can use it as a ladder, but if you want to surpass others, it should be bigger. It is not easy for us to do it now. We need to make a comparison long time."

Amber asked "What is mold?"

Uro thought for a moment, and said, "It's a mold, which is used to make things. I'll tell you when it's done."

Amber nodded obediently. In fact, she is quite used to asking about the situation after seeing the real thing. Not every time Uro has time to answer, she still remembers that there is no history of birth now.At the beginning, she didn't understand what it was and why it was done, but after Uro said it, she slowly realized that it was indeed useful, but it was not clear yet.

But so far, the calendar has not come out.

"Soon?" Amber asked again looking at the mold.

"Hurry up, there will be a finished product tomorrow at the latest." Uro replied to her.

Amber nodded. She looked up and saw the rough latch on the door. It was hanging so obviously that she couldn't help but stood up and fumbled for it lightly.

Gently and silently, when Amber submerged the wooden strip into the gap, the door stood still, it was completely closed and could not be opened with brute force.

"Ugh." Standing at the door, Amber suddenly turned around and said, "Why do you do this?"

"What?" Wu Luo looked up and saw that it was a door bolt, so he said indifferently, "That's for closing the door."

This is a wooden wall.

Amber remembered that in winter, in order to hinder the attack of wild animals, Uro taught them to pull up the wall and only opened a small door for entry and exit. The door was usually closed, and they also used things to block it. Same, but the essence is the same.

They closed the door to keep out the beasts and enemies.

But why did Wu close the door.

Amber was a little dazed, "Wu, why did you close the door?" She vaguely felt that this seemed to mean something, and the idea was almost about to break through, but it was stuck there all of a sudden, unable to come out.She felt that it was related to pottery, tools, and many other things, but she couldn't put it into words for Uro to understand.

"Block the wind—" Uro said casually, "Don't you think the room is cold? The more the wind blows, the colder it will be."

Oh, to block the wind.

The ominous premonition in Amber's mind faded quickly after getting the answer, and she huddled in a corner safely. She nodded suddenly, and went out together with Qi Ku.

Uro waited until they left for a long time before he belatedly wondered if I had avoided some proposition?

This thought made Uro quickly put down the work in his hands, and his face became slightly cautious.

As a qualified businessman, Wu Luo has one advantage, that is, he is willing to think for the other party. The idiom of changing places is easy to learn, easy to mention, but difficult to do.It is impossible for people to never make mistakes, so once the business is at a stalemate, it is meaningless to accuse the other party randomly. It is better to think calmly about what the other party will think and do after changing positions, and how they will view everything that has just happened.

After all, what people can never see is their own fault.

This is deadlier than anything.

It's like during the past six months of getting along with the tribe, if Uro used the thinking of modern people to make arbitrary demands on other people throughout the whole process, then he would probably have been eaten thousands of times.

Uro smoothed the quilt thoughtfully, looked out of the window, and suddenly understood Amber's worries and guesses.

People's cognition of many things needs to be established by other things. They choose to live in caves and understand that the house is built with wood because the cave has only one exit, and the rest are mud walls, and wood can become walls.

But the door...

Looking at the wooden wall outside the window, Uro frowned slightly.

The door is to block, to reject, just like the rows of wooden walls, to resist anything that you don't like.

For modern people, the sense of security and the need to guard against others are normal cognitions, and keeping the door open at night only appears in various history books.But for the people in the tribe, they have not yet reached the point where they can understand security. It is undoubtedly a kind of resistance to seal the door again within the wooden wall that is already safe enough, especially the extremely obvious existence of the latch.

So who is the enemy that Uro is guarding against?

In this era, human beings simply cannot live alone—even Yan will not cut off contact with other tribes, and mortals like them are more dependent on tightly knit tribes. This is not an optional situation, but a must.

Therefore, for a group that holds together, distrust is fatal.

As Yan said, civilization will come with malice, and whether Uro is willing to admit it or not, it will sweep along with it aggressively.

In addition to this silent resistance, deception is also fatal. There are many reasons for lying, whether to gain fun or gain benefits, the harm may be large or small, and the essence is the same.Modern people can pack lies into a sense of humor and jokes, that's because everyone has enough knowledge to understand the world, but it doesn't work for this world.

This world is so pure that only black and white can be accommodated, food is friend and spear is enemy.

Uro joked with the kids, and occasionally babbled about certain things, and that was because they didn't understand, not that they understood the joke.

This is indeed a proposition.

Looking at the door fluttering in the wind, Wu Luo felt that he was holding his breath in his heart. He couldn't say anything for a while, but just felt bored.

He almost stepped on a landmine just now, and at this moment, he inevitably felt a sense of gratitude for the rest of his life.