Emperor Penguin Bird Breeding Online

"Du... I... I don't want to go anywhere." Yu Shiba was so frightened that he gasped, his mouth reacted faster than his body, and when he turned around stiffly, what he saw was A delicate and beautiful face approaching suddenly.

It was a slender adult male mermaid, with shoulder-length long hair sticking wetly to his cheeks, and there seemed to be water waves flowing in his eyes. There was a smile on the side, but when Yu Shiba saw the mermaid's smile, he was frightened and trembled. He shook his neck and his eyes drifted everywhere, but he didn't dare to look at the mermaid again, as if the one in front of him was not the beautiful and powerful creature in the legend. The mermaid tribe is not a monster that is so ugly that it can scare people to death.

Although Yu Shiba said that he didn't want to go anywhere, his feet kicked in the water honestly, wanting to dive into the reeds in a hurry.

The mermaid raised her eyebrows, flicked the tail of the fish lightly in the water, and ran up to Yu Shiba, her slender fingers grabbed Yu Shiba's bare shoulders, and easily picked up the little Genyu clansman. To mention slip up.

Yu Shiba struggled a few times with his feet in mid-air. The mermaid was so strong that he didn't notice Yu Shiba's struggle at all. Eight fell silent in despondency, sniffed his nose, and negotiated with the mermaid pitifully, "Can you...can you be gentler when you hit me?"

The mermaid raised his other hand, flicked his fingers on the tentacles on top of his head, Yu Shiba let out an exaggerated scream, his whole body seemed to have been drained of energy, and there were big bags of tears in his eyes, and he couldn't shed them. Falling look.

The mermaid put him back on the driftwood in disgust, and Yu Shiba hurriedly pulled the driftwood. After the diving fruit was gone, even the Genyu tribe could not stay in the water for too long, maybe it was too sad. Yu Shiba slapped again, "Du, can't you warm me up a little bit?" Yu Shiba muttered in a low voice.

The mermaid patted the driftwood with its fish tail, and the driftwood floated a certain distance from the reeds, "Let's go, let's go to Nanlu."

The North River is still surging into the sea. Yu Shiba was knocked over by the river many times before, and almost choked to death by the river. Then maybe he will become the first in the clan Yu Shiba felt ashamed as long as the Genyu people who were drowned in the water thought about it.

Now being driven by the mermaid to go to the North River, Yu Shiba still had lingering fears, and couldn't help but want to discuss with the mermaid, "Shall we wait until the river calms down before we go?" Anyway, they were not in a hurry.

The mermaid glanced at him, clicked his tongue lightly, and patted the driftwood with his fish tail, and the driftwood was pushed vigorously towards Beihe, "That's so much nonsense, just leave as soon as you are told."

"Hey." Yu Shiba wailed, but after all he didn't dare to resist the mermaid, so he could only walk pitifully on the driftwood towards Beihe while crying.

He is really difficult.

From now on, he would never dare to lie to others that he is from the mermaid tribe. The mermaid tribe is really too fierce, Benedict.

Yu Shiba cried and thought quietly in his heart.

After the typhoon, the weather became hotter and hotter. Song Wen found a stalactite cave two hills away from the wasteland.

Due to the rising temperature during this period, not only Emperor Penguin Ahen, but also other people will feel uncomfortable after standing in the sun for a long time.

The stalactite cave is not big, but the passage inside can go directly to the back of the mountain. There will be drops of water dripping from some stalactites on the top of the cave, forming small puddles in some depressions.

As soon as Ahen entered the cave, his originally drooping expression was startled, and he flapped his little wings and ran into the cave. If he hadn't cared about the cub eggs in the pouch, Ahen's speed might be about faster.

Elder Cui stayed in the cement house on the wasteland to study writing. Ever since he knew that writing can be used for recording, Elder Cui has shown great interest in this kind of thing. After all, the new generation of Black Crows has not yet developed memory. As good as him, Elder Cui is often worried that if something happens to him, the inheritance of their Black Crow Clan will be broken in his generation.

Elder Cui has been under a lot of pressure in recent years, especially when the Black Crow Clan has not had any new cubs, Elder Cui is so worried that his hair has fallen out a lot. Now that Song Wen has brought the text, looking at Song Sometimes Wen and Yi don't need to communicate directly at all. They just hand over a few pieces of wood or paper with words written on them, and the other party can understand the meaning. Note down thoughts.

It has to be said that Elder Cui has the best memory in the Black Crow Clan. As long as Song Wen writes many words to Elder Cui, the other party can remember them well, and even teach others how to read.

Song Wen simply set up a room specially used as a classroom in the newly built house, hung wooden boards, and asked people to build some wooden tables and chairs, and put the newly-adult or soon-to-be-adult youngsters of the Black Crow Clan and Wang Buzzard Clan The cubs were all pulled together and the elder Cui was in charge of teaching.

These people are easier to accept new things than adult orcs, and it is not difficult to teach them. Elder Cui is also willing to teach these children, although the words only have a simple recording function for him at the beginning, and Elder Cui is also very happy to teach these children. It is because of this function that the desire to learn arises.

But with the gradual deepening, especially after reading the words recorded by Song Wen, the elder Cui gradually realized the importance of words, and unconsciously became strict when teaching those children, and even persuaded Those adult orcs studied with him.

During this period of time, there was an upsurge of learning in the wasteland, and Song Wen was naturally happy to hear about this phenomenon.

After they moved to Shegui Island, Song Wen took a little time to record every night, some of the things he encountered that day, and some of the knowledge Song Wen had read in the original J world, regardless of whether it was useful or not , when thinking back, I will write down everything that comes to mind before counting, for fear that as time goes by, Song Wen will gradually forget the things in the J world.

In the beginning, there was no pen and paper. Song Wen used charcoal strips to record on the bamboo and wood boards. Sometimes it was not well preserved when sailing at sea, and the handwriting on the wood chips would be damaged, such as paste, but this is the case. The bamboo chips and wood chips that come down can also be stacked into two or three large wooden boxes.

Elder Cui is still not very fluent in reading now, and it takes a lot of time to read each piece of wood that records the words. It may take several months for him to finish Song Wen's few boxes of words.

The big witch hawk came here with Song Wen, maybe Song Wen knows too much, no matter who has something to do, he will come to ask about it, vaguely, Song Wen seems to be the leader of their two groups General existence, but no one objected to this result.

Even the big witch hawk had secretly discussed with Elder Cui long ago. Now that the two groups live together, should it be easier to manage by electing an official leader?Just like the orc warriors in the two ethnic groups, they will choose someone who is different from the elders and great witches to be their warrior leader, which is more convenient and efficient for them to go out to patrol or hunt.

"This cave is cool, but it's too far away from the wasteland, so it's inconvenient for us to look back and forth." The big witch hawk walked around the stalactite cave, and was very satisfied with the dampness and coolness of the cave with a little water vapor.

"There are also traces of carnivorous beasts here, and they probably came here to seek coolness." Ah Que, who walked around in a circle, came back and said to several people.

This was known to Yi when he found this stalactite cave before, but Yi had been guarding here for a day and did not see any dangerous beasts approaching. In addition, Ah Hen was really uncomfortably hot, so he brought him here first. Let's talk about Mi Miliang.

"We built a few defenses around the entrance of the cave, and only let them come to the cave to find shade during the day, and then return to the wasteland to spend the night at night." Song Wen explained his plan. The wasteland is mainly because there are no trees to cover them. It is overcast, although some bamboos are planted in the front and back of the concrete house, but the climate cannot be formed. When the sun shines directly in the daytime, the house is like a stove, not as cool as the forest.

However, Song Wen did not dare to plant too many plants around the house. When the house was built before, Song Wen had someone plow off all the plants around the house. The fields used to grow crops are also some distance away from their houses.

Song Wen did this to prevent snakes, rats and ants from scurrying into the house. These are especially abundant in the forest. Even in wasteland, you can often see snakes, rats and ants. If you are bitten by these things, you will be injured. They are all mild. If you get poisoned and get sick, the loss outweighs the gain.

In the past years, many members of the Black Crow Clan and Wang Buzzard Clan were bitten by snakes, insects, rats and ants, or even killed.

"In that case, won't the construction of the walls and houses you mentioned be delayed?" the big witch hawk asked a little worriedly.

"It doesn't matter. The summer here is too hot. Now even soldiers with good physical strength are not suitable for long-term activities under the sun. After this summer is over and the temperature cools down in autumn, we will rush the project. Before winter, we will all be able to live in a house." In previous years, the activities of the Black Crow Clan and the Wang Buzzard Clan would decrease correspondingly in summer, and even if Song Wen was anxious to build up the wasteland, he would not ignore it. The physical condition of the people.

Even in summer, there are many edible wild vegetables and wild fruits in the mountains, and they can take advantage of this time to search for them in the mountains, so that even if a typhoon causes heavy losses to their crops, at least they have other ways to get them. Losses are made up for.

Song Wen sighed secretly, and only hoped that the next typhoon would weaken a bit, at least allowing them to harvest this batch of rattan melons, so that they would not have to live so hard.

"Alright, then I'll make some arrangements." The big witch hawk nodded, she was also very satisfied with this cool cave, at least staying here was much more comfortable than they used to spend the hot summer in the forest. .