Prehistoric Widows Survival [Farming]

Every afternoon after that, Lu You and Jiao would go to the altar to calm down and listen to that voice.

As long as Lu Er sits in front of the deep pit where totems were once planted and calms down, he can always hear vague syllables in his ears.

And horn or anyone else can't hear it no matter how hard they listen.The old priest ran over excitedly to listen every day, but found nothing.

Lu You held the Lingshui ring on the knuckles of his right hand with his left hand, and carefully identified the meaning of the voice.

It begins with vague, meaningless syllables, as if someone who hasn't spoken in a long time is trying to convey his meaning, or as if the signal of a battered radio is too jammed to communicate clearly.

It took about a day or two before Lu You heard two of the words clearly.After that, there is only pure noise, without any specific meaning.

"Weapon, purple?"

Jiao patted his head suspiciously, trying to figure out the meaning of these two words: "That voice means purple weapons? Are they used to kill alien races?"

Lu Er's guess is about the same direction as Jiao, but now there are only these two words, so it's too early to make a judgment.

He communicated with the old priest, and reported the two words he heard to the leader.

The leader hurriedly sent someone outside to find out if there were any purple stones that could be ground into weapons to attack aliens.

Last time, Nata became extremely powerful after absorbing the dark green substance in the bodies of several foreign races, which made the leader very worried.In the past, the combat effectiveness of alien races was not strong, not much different from ordinary orcs. They mainly relied on the rampant beast horde and the sneak attack by possessing dead orcs.

Therefore, the altar tribe has always regarded those envoys as secret mice.It's just that I didn't expect that the strength of the alien race would increase so much after absorbing a few companions!

According to the information obtained by the Shentan tribe, there are traces of divine envoys appearing everywhere on the mainland, and the number is quite large, which is completely comparable to a large tribe.

If they all have this method of improving their combat power, then even if their numbers drop sharply after the increase in strength, no one on the mainland except the altar tribe can fight against them based on their improved combat power alone!

What's the point of being the first tribe in the mainland when the other tribes are extinct and there is only one altar tribe left?

Even though the foreign races seem to be only interested in the Heart of Life, the leader still feels very uneasy and plans to concentrate his efforts to wipe out those foreign races.

If by "god" you mean that there are some purple weapons that can be specifically targeted at aliens, that would be great!

"Sacrifice, when you were listening, did you only hear one word a day?" Lu Er asked the old priest with some doubts.

The old priest sighed: "It took me several days to hear a single word clearly...and it took me a long time to get in touch with God once. All the information I know now has been accumulated over the years."

Therefore, the amount of information he obtained was very small, and most of it was added by his own guesses.

On the contrary, Lu Er was able to communicate with God stably every day, and could hear a word clearly every day. The efficiency surprised the old priest, and he didn't care about Lu Er's doubts about God before.

"Since your efficiency is so high, try to be able to hear from God about the road we are going to take in the future." The old priest patted Lu Er on the shoulder, and happily gave Lu Er the flute before his neck.

The color of this flute is gray and simple. I don't know what kind of animal's horn it is made of. It feels very smooth to the touch. Even some of the bumps and gaps have become extremely rounded, obviously it has gone through the changes of time.

"This is?"

"This is the animal flute." The old priest looked at Lu You with a gratified gaze, "When I used to sacrifice totems and gods, I would play a song with this flute."

At that time, the dull and melodious sound of the flute resounded through the altar, hovering among the stone statues around the totem, the head of the enshrined live prey was cut off by the leader himself, and the blood of the beast was sprinkled on the altar, and the orcs below the altar cheered and prayed The totems and gods can protect them from the attacks of wild animals and natural disasters.

Now that the totem has been destroyed, and only a piece of the altar is left, the beast flute has no effect.

Lu You was taken aback, and subconsciously wanted to shirk: "I can't take such an important thing."

"Don't worry, this flute is not a symbol of sacrifice, it's just something I'm used to." The old priest waved his hand, "I know you haven't decided to join the altar tribe yet, and I don't force you, but you are almost the only one who can get along with you now." People who communicate with the gods, take this, and use it as a reward for helping us listen to the voice of God."

Lu Wei was silent for a long time, finally nodded, and took the heavy animal flute: "Then thank you priest."

……

Hearing God's voice didn't make Lu Er's cotton spinning any better.

He had to put down the cotton for the time being, and turned to study other plants.

Bread trees and some fruit trees can be used as food for satiety; tea trees, palms, sumac trees, rubber, although the products of these trees have nothing to do with food and clothing, they have deeper significance in subsequent construction.

The Shentan tribe does not have to worry about food, and has made limited use of these natural gifts. For example, the gorgeous paintings on the orcs that Lu Er saw used the sap of the lacquer tree.

Tea is Lu Er's own preference. The Shentan tribe also has a tradition of collecting natural tea tree leaves, drying them and soaking them in water for drinking.

The breeding of these perennial trees is much more troublesome than annual grain. With the help of Lingshui, those plants that have been judged by Lu Er as not needing to be kept have to be dug up.

Fortunately, Jiao has finished the training of the construction team of the altar tribe, and besides the daily training, he spends a lot of time with Lu Er every day, and works very hard as Lu Er's assistant in cultivating these trees.

After being around Lu Wei for so long, Jiao's knowledge of agriculture has been greatly improved, and sometimes it is not inferior to Lu Wei's juniors in modern society.

Because one of the important meanings of cultivating these tree-like plants is to counterattack the God's Punishment wasteland, Lu Er focused on strengthening drought and heat resistance to ensure that they can survive the drought associated with God's Punishment.

It has been nearly two months since the first batch of orcs left with the seeds of the mahogany to carry out the first batch of demonstrative assimilation of the God's Punishment Wasteland.

I don't know if it's because the totem used to guard here, but there is no divine punishment near the location of the altar tribe, so the first batch of orc demonstration teams had to travel a long way to find a suitable demonstration location.

Fortunately, before they set off, the leader had sent other orc teams to call on the orc leaders of the small and medium tribes near the God's Punishment Wasteland, and asked them to set off early, arriving at the God's Punishment Wasteland at about the same time as the demonstration team from the Altar tribe. Edge, saves time.

When Lu Er finally tested the quality of the tea tree variety and felt that the breeding results of the bread tree could be included in the God's Punishment Wasteland Synchronization Plan, the first batch of demonstrative orcs sent an advance team back to report the progress.

"The God's Punishment Wasteland has really turned into a normal land!" The orc who came back to report was very excited, his eyes full of shock and surprise, "Everyone is shocked!"

After cultivating those mahogany seeds with artificial fertilizer, those seeds took root and germinated, and grew up rapidly like mushrooms after the rain, and actually survived tenaciously in the land of God's punishment.

And just after the redwoods grew up, the land they took root in gradually changed, from a lifeless grayish yellow to a little bit of color, and finally turned into a brown with a fertile texture.

Because the roots stretched farther beneath the land than they had seen, much more land was actually assimilated than they initially expected.

The orcs caught a few beasts and threw them on the ground that had changed color. After a day's inspection, the beasts that had been starving all night were not drained of their vitality, they could only let out a weak cry.

Even if the brave and fearless orcs set foot on the new land directly, they didn't feel any discomfort.

They cheered and jumped for joy on the spot, and many people shed tears while laughing.

Because of God's punishment, they have suffered countless displacements, have they lamented whether they have offended the gods, and let the gods send such natural disasters to punish them?

The frequent and continuous spread of divine punishment also cast a lingering shadow on them-this time they migrated away, who knows if the next divine punishment will appear by their side again?If all the land is swallowed by God's punishment, where else can they go?

Now, finally, there is hope!

When the orc delivering the letter described those orcs who were laughing and crying in the newly assimilated land, Lu Er was on the side, and his heart felt a little sour.

The leader and the other orcs in charge all looked relieved.Although the old priest, Jiao, and Zhan all assured them that they saw the assimilation of the God's Punishment Wasteland with their own eyes, it is not as real as having experienced it personally.

The orc who reported the letter finally said to Lu You sincerely: "Lu Er, thank you so much! From now on, I will do whatever you ask me to do, and I will be at your command anytime..."

"unnecessary!"

Jiao interrupted him with a dark face, "Go and do your thing."

——Already ready to be dispatched at any time, does this bastard have thoughts about his Lu Er?

The orc had long been used to his leader's doting and possessiveness towards his partner, so he was not surprised by the identical horns, so he curled his lips and said nothing.

Now that the method of assimilating God's Punishment Wasteland has been proven to be effective, they must hurry up and start mobilizing other tribes to act together.

Lu You took the opportunity to take out the seeds of the bread tree.

For a period of time after that, Lu Er and Jiao spent some time every day to provide spiritual water seeds and artificial fertilizers for assimilating the God's Punishment Wasteland.

Everything is going well, but there is one thing that makes Lu Yi a little worried - the falcon has been back to the Redwood Tribe for so long, and it was agreed to test the return ability of the homing pigeons, and no pigeons have returned yet.

Until one day he met Zhan happily carrying a flopping white bird: "Lu Er, look what I caught? This kind of pigeon is delicious in soup!"

Lu You stared at the small bamboo tube tied to the pigeon's leg, and hurried forward to stop Zhan from plucking the pigeon.

After identification, this pigeon is indeed a carrier pigeon sent back by the Hongmu tribe.

Two thin pieces of wood were stuffed into the bamboo tube, and a few words were crookedly engraved on them:

"Got it, Nata."

"Zi X, come here."

I don't know if I can't write the word behind the purple, but I drew an eye.

The icon of the eye, together with the word "purple" in front, immediately reminded Lu Wei of the purple pupil that disappeared before the arrival of the cold season last year.

Lu You remembered that he didn't seem to have taught the orcs of the Redwood Tribe the word "pupil".

Has the tribe found Zitong?

Zitong's return surprised Lu You a lot.

The second half of this letter is easy to understand. It should be that Zitong returned safely and reported a letter to Lu Er.

Lu Wei was a little surprised in the first half.

"Caught Nata?" Lu Er repeated in doubt, with a more serious face, "Has Nata really found the Redwood Tribe?"

Although I don't know how Nata was caught in the Redwood Tribe, but the price must have been paid definitely not lightly.

With Nata's powerful combat power when he escaped from the altar tribe, Lu Er couldn't imagine how much damage Nata would bring to the Redwood tribe.

——Is Teng okay?Is Mang okay?Is everyone in the tribe okay?

Seeing the anxious look on Lu Wei's face, Jiao took his hand and squeezed it lightly: "Calm down, maybe it's not as bad as imagined."

"Ok?"

"If the tribe is seriously damaged, the message they sent should not be so simple." Jiao and the orcs of the Redwood tribe have been together for more than ten years, and they have a deep understanding of their habits.

He pointed to the piece of wood that said "Purple X, come here", "At least definitely mention this."

If the tribe suffered heavy casualties, what's the use of bringing Zitong back alone?

Lu Wei calmed down for a while, sat down again, picked up the two pieces of wood, and thought about it carefully.

"Zi Tong... come here? Come back?" Looking at it this way, Lu You suddenly noticed something subtle.

"Come over" and "come back" obviously have different meanings.At the beginning, Lu You preconceived that Zi Tong returned home safely, and took the words on the wood chips as the misuse of the letter writer.

After all, the orcs of the Redwood Tribe haven't learned characters for too long, and it's normal to have useless words occasionally.

— What if there is no misuse?

"Zitong is coming...to the altar tribe?" Lu Er put the wood chip on the table in doubt, "What is he doing here?"

To drive such a long distance, the sub-beast needs at least several strong enough orcs to protect it, otherwise the danger in the wild is enough to deter any sub-beast.

Orcs like Jiaohe Zhan who can fight against a group of people by one person are rare; the Redwood tribe is now in a rising stage of development, and it is still not enough to absorb orcs every day. Without sufficient reasons, it is impossible to allocate precious human escorts Purple pupil came over.

Although Zitong has a lively personality, she is not an ignorant child, and she should not be ignorant of the general...

So is there a reason for Zitong to come here, or did he misunderstand the meaning on the wood chip?

Jiao picked up the piece of wood marked "Nata, caught", frowned and thought for a while: "According to the habits of the tribe, if Nata is caught, the first thing that comes to mind is to contact us—we emphasized with Teng before He will not act rashly if he is harmed by Nata."

"Contact us..." Lu You pondered for a while, and suddenly his eyes lit up, "So the tribe means 'Nata was caught, and Zitong sent it here'?"

Horn nodded.

"But Zitong..."

A sub-beast, where does it have the ability to escort Nata to the altar tribe?

Zhan sat aside and listened to their analysis of the meaning of the letter from the Redwood Tribe. He was a little dizzy. He grabbed another piece of wood and looked at it. He noticed the word "Zi" in his eyes, and suddenly raised his eyebrows: "Zi?"

"purple?"

Lu You frowned again.

He previously associated purple with the eye icon on the back, and thought it meant purple pupils, but there was also a "purple" in the words he heard from "God" before!

This guessing direction made Lu You and Jiao a little excited.

——Could it be that the Redwood Tribe has already found a weapon to restrain the alien race?

It is not surprising that Nata can be caught safely!

"In any case, according to the speed of the tribe's travel, it may take another month or two before we see them." Jiao put the wood chip back into the bamboo tube, "We will know what happened when they come over."

Lu You nodded, looked at the two pieces of wood, and sighed: "Using wood pieces to engrave words, the efficiency of transmitting information like this is too slow."

Zhan also handed over the wood chip in his hand, a little strange: "Where can it be carved if it is not carved on the wood chip?"

"Paper."

Zhan heard words he had never heard before: "What is paper?"

"A thing that can be folded, kneaded, and written on."

Lu Er remembered that he had already started to cultivate lacquer trees, which could be used as ink for writing, so he added papermaking to his plan.

Papermaking is mainly to chop up grass and wood raw materials such as stalks, boil them into pulp, and then spread them out and dry them in the sun.

The crop of rice planted by the Shentan Tribe during the previous experiment, the harvested straw is still piled there and is useless, which can just be used as a raw material for papermaking.

Lu Er thought twice before, and taught the pottery-making process to the Shentan tribe - the containers here are still wood and stone, which made Lu Er, who is used to light pottery, very uncomfortable.

The Shentan tribe has a large number of people and is well organized. After Lu Er passed on the craft of pottery firing, they also innovated by themselves, using various body paints to paint on the outside of the pottery, turning the dusty pottery into a It is colorful and has become the most original work of art.

This time Lu Er found the orcs who were making pottery and asked them to burn him a container for spreading the pulp.

When the first thing that could barely be called "paper" was produced, the team from the Redwood Tribe to visit the Altar Tribe also arrived.

……

The person who came was actually Zitong.

As soon as she saw Lu You, Zitong jumped over happily and hugged him: "Lu Er! I miss you so much!"

Seeing that Zitong was healthy and safe, Lu You also breathed a sigh of relief, hugged him with a smile, and patted him on the back: "It's good that you're fine."

The warm hug didn't last long, and the two sub-beasts were torn apart.

Jiao pulled Lu You behind him, looked at Zitong with a dark face: "Don't hug."

Over there, Ao also pulled Zi Tong away, his expression filled with grievance: "Zi Tong, if you want to hug me, hug me."

It was only then that Lu Er noticed this unknown orc. When he looked up, he was attracted by Ao's eyes, which were as clear as purple pupils, like amethyst: "Who is this?"

"This is the young patriarch of the Zima tribe, his name is Ao." Zitong briefly introduced, "The Zima tribe is now an alliance with our tribe."

"You are also from the Zima tribe." Ao muttered with some dissatisfaction.

Zi Tong ignored him, pointed to a sackcloth bag with unknown contents in the car behind her, and said with a serious expression, "We're here to send you prisoners this time."

Lu You already had some calculations in his heart: "Is it Nata?"

"Yeah." Zi Tong's eyes lit up, "Did that pigeon really deliver the letter? We don't quite believe it yet!"

"How did you catch Nata?" This is the question that Lu Er is most concerned about, "How much has the tribe lost?"

Zitong pointed to Ao who was at the side: "The tribe has no losses. Ao caught it himself."

Lu You glanced at the big orc who looked a little silly in surprise, thought for a while, and made an inviting gesture: "Come back and have a rest first, and talk to me slowly."

The orcs of the Shentan tribe naturally stepped forward to lift up the sackcloth, curious: "What is this, it doesn't look like animal skin?"

Lu You just noticed that the bag containing Nata didn't seem to be animal skin or hair, but he didn't take the time to ask.

Mentioning the signboard of his own tribe, in front of Zitong and Lu Er who Zitong has been talking about, Ao suddenly raised his chin: "This is the linen from our Zima tribe, haven't you seen it?"

linen?

Lu Er was a little surprised and looked at Ao: "Can you weave linen?"

"Of course! In our tribe, weaving linen is a skill that everyone must learn!"

"That's great." Lu You looked Ao up and down, showing a gratified smile.

Because of the beauty of cotton, the linen cloth Ao mentioned did not surprise Lu Er much.

Compared with the linen itself, Lu Er is more satisfied with Ao's weaving skills!

……

However, compared to weaving, the first thing to consider now is to eliminate alien races.

Zitong and Ao described their experience of meeting Nata, which made Lu Er and Jiao look at each other in dismay.

The conjecture that Nata can corrode living people is now confirmed, which makes their hearts slightly chill.However, Nata had never tried to erode anyone in the Redwood Tribe before, and this time he took action after absorbing the strength of several companions. Obviously, the pressure of eroding living people was not small for him.

compared to this...

"Nata's attack turned to ashes when it touched you?"

Ao grabbed a banana, studied how to eat it, nodded and replied: "Yes."

Lu Er looked at Ao and Zitong for a while, and finally set his sights on their equally beautiful and rare purple eyes.

"Why do the orcs of the Zima tribe have purple eyes?"

"Because we are God's favorite!" Ao raised his chin again.After being hit hard by Zitong's elbow, he covered his waist and grinned and said the truth, "Because of Zima."

Zitong gave him a blank look, then turned to Lu You and explained: "The orcs of the Zima tribe live in the place where the purple hemp grows, wear clothes made of linen, and hold rituals when the purple hemp blooms, and eat the flowers of the purple hemp ... After such a long time, even the foreign orcs will give birth to cubs with purple eyes."

Ao hummed a little dissatisfied: "The secret of our tribe, are you just telling it?"

"It's not a secret! You're showing off everywhere! And Green Ears won't tell the truth."

Ao was still a little aggrieved, and really wanted to stand up and scare the sub-beast who took away all his purple pupils and hearts.

It's just that he can only think about it.The orc beside the sub-beast has been exuding a very strong aura to warn him.

The momentum contest between the orcs basically reflected the difference in their combat power. Ao thought about the gap in their combat power... If there is no one, he would like to challenge himself to train himself, but now he doesn't want to lose face in front of Zitong.

"Perhaps... God's reminder that the weapon refers to you." Lu You lightly tapped the tabletop, thought for a while, then raised his head suddenly, "Have you brought the purple hemp seeds?"

"No." Ao shook his head reluctantly.

Purple hemp is the core lifeblood of their tribe, why would they take the seeds casually with them?

Lu You was slightly disappointed, but soon had a new idea: "Then you can directly experiment on Nata."

Ao didn't understand: "Experiment?"

"Yes, test your damage to the alien race." Lu You briefly mentioned a few experimental directions, "The attack released by the alien race can be ineffective by you, so how much damage will your claws do to the body where he resides? Can you directly remove him from the body? Can he use his body to attack your defense? Can he take advantage of physical combat? Is the purple hemp plant alone useful? All these have to be tested.”