The rise of the cousin in the world of beasts

When the members of the White Tiger Tribe heard that they were going to build a town, they all smiled.

After seeing the simple town design drawing drawn by Brook, and listening to him and Benila explain the functions of each part of the town, anyone with a discerning eye can know that if the town construction can really be completed, it will definitely be a blessing for the tribe. A groundbreaking thing!

All households participated actively, helping to count how many households there are, how many old orcs and sub-beasts are willing to live in nursing homes, how much area is needed to build a workshop for drying and storing fruits, vegetables, and fur, and how many people need to be built? How should the secret passage from the town to the cliff be designed? Everyone worked together, and everyone was very busy.

Only Lincoln was the most free. He shirked that his hands and legs were inconvenient, and he didn't care about anything for the time being until he recovered from his injuries.Of course, the others were considerate and stopped disturbing him, which made him spend half a month at leisure.

But, Lincoln himself couldn't stay idle. Although he didn't want to see Brook because he hated him, he cared about the construction of the town.Especially when he heard that Brook took people to the streams on the plain, picked up a lot of silt, and put turpentine into the silt and stirred it together, which made Lincoln puzzled.

He couldn't resist his curiosity and went to see it in person, only to realize that the silt also has strong adhesiveness, especially after adding a certain proportion of turpentine, it is even stronger than cement after drying!Lincoln was very shocked. This mixed product is definitely stronger than building a house with turpentine alone, and it is not easy to be destroyed by foreign objects!

After asking the orcs guarding the pile of cement-like products, Lincoln learned that this kind of silt is very common in streams, and it accumulates at the bottom of the stream and can be seen everywhere.It's just that the closer to the depths of the plain, the more dangerous they are. They can only collect mud in a relatively safe place, and they must be vigilant at all times to prevent those beasts from attacking.

Lincoln returned home sullenly. He understood the practicability of this kind of mud, but if it was him, he probably would never be able to discover the use of mud for the rest of his life.He is a sub-beast with no self-protection ability, and I am afraid that he will never be able to step into a dangerous place like the plain, so it is almost impossible to find the mud.

He almost lost his life with two water leopards last time, and water leopards are just common beasts on the plains, and there are many species more powerful than them.But how much of something as practical as silt?If it wasn't for Brook, he probably wouldn't be able to use it at all.

Although Lincoln is easy to be emotional, and has the unique shortcomings of his age group, such as secondary school and defiant, he is not stupid. Some things are obvious at a glance, and he must admit it no matter how stubborn he is-if he can cooperate with Brook, it must be better than him alone. It is more time-saving and labor-saving to fumble.

Not to mention the understanding of various products on the plain, but the fact that the other party has set foot in many tribes on the mainland, has an incomparable world view and values, and his combat effectiveness is overwhelming, and he can better train orcs in a targeted manner, which is enough to surpass Lincoln by many up.Although the scumbag is a scumbag, his strength is indeed impeccable.

"I understand the truth, but the thought of working with someone I hate drives me crazy!" Lincoln murmured, sulking.

Bligh, who was sewing the hide, asked, "Lincoln, what are you talking about?"

Lincoln said depressedly: "Say a nuisance!"

"I know, it must be Brooke, right? But weren't you two fine two days ago? It is said that he came to visit you at our house, and you sent him out. Why have you changed your attitude now?" Bligh was puzzled.

"Dad, how badly he has done me and the children! Don't you hate him?" Lincoln said angrily.

Bligh sighed and said, "I can't talk about hatred, because I believe that the tragedy cannot be caused by one person, but the responsibility of both parties. I remember hearing you once said that a slap can't be slapped, that's the reason."

Lincoln laughed at himself in a low voice: "That's right, Slag Gong is also used to being cheap. He knows that he is unreliable, but he still has illusions in his heart, and he suffers the great grievances silently."

"I didn't agree with you getting married to Brooke at the beginning, but you were weak and sickly and had few friends. The only orcs you knew in the tribe were brothers Brooke and Harrison. In addition, your Uncle Walter always liked your simple personality, and your father was very fond of you. Appreciate Brooke, the two are dedicated to matching you up, and they don't care much about my objection, they just say that Brooke will accept his heart after getting married.

It's a pity that the number one warrior of our tribe doesn't give in so easily.How high is Brook's status, the example of the orcs, the spiritual pillar of the sub-beasts, and he is very likely to be the next patriarch.All the clansmen had to rely on him for protection, and his strength was nothing to say. He easily killed the long-tailed beast that made nearly a hundred orcs helpless.

To be honest, if I were him, I would definitely be invincible, because with that kind of ability, I deserve all the best.In Calvi Continent, people with strength and ability have always been superior.How many orcs in the tribe envy Brooke?But others can't reach his height, what can be done?

By the way, I heard that he flew to the dense forest with you on his back?How does it feel to fly? "

Lincoln lowered his head, unable to refute.From ancient times to the present, human beings hope to be able to fly in the sky like birds, so unrestrained, such a vast sea and sky.The whole world has a panoramic view, what kind of unrestrained wantonness it should be!As it is with the earth, so it is with this world.

In the Calvi Continent, the status of the Eagle Clan has always been aloof, higher than the Tiger Clan, Wolf Clan, Leopard Clan, etc. Isn't it because all members of the Eagle Clan have the ability to fly?Birds are always more proud than animals on the ground.

Lincoln curled his lips and said, "Didn't Brook just rely on himself as a privileged class? Power is really easy to use."

"Isn't our family's current life also dependent on the power of your beast god messenger?" Bligh said with a smile.

Lincoln had nothing to say.Bligh's life experience is incomparable to him, and he speaks the truth.Lincoln knew he was right, but reason and emotion were never equal.Intellectually, he knew that there were many reasons why the original 'Lincoln' was so miserable, but the main reason must be that scumbag Brooke!It's like he hates Yan Xuyang because the other party is too good to be regarded as his fault, but he just can't swallow the breath in his heart!

Yan Xuyang's excellence is not a fault, the fault is that he has been lingering!

From kindergarten to elementary school to middle school, except for the division of arts and sciences, Yan Xuyang and him have always been classmates, no matter where he goes, we can meet each other!Even if he chooses to choose a university with good confidentiality, he can still go to the same school as Yan Xuyang!When he was in Mount Emei, he would rather fall off the cliff in order to get rid of the other party. Why is he still unable to get rid of Yan Xuyang!

What kind of evil fate is this!

Lincoln wanted to vomit blood, God was just messing with him!

……

Lincoln was sulking while recuperating at home, while the people of the White Tiger Tribe outside were busier than ever.

Calvi's continental version of cement has been successfully developed, and now the orcs, in addition to daily hunting, have to start chopping square bricks under Brook's supervision.The bricks are made of dark gray rock, which is extremely hard and not easily broken, making it suitable for building houses.

The orcs who were guarding around the village held rocks in their hands when they were guarding, and used their sharp claws to cut and hack to make square bricks of similar length.Then it was neatly stacked in an open lot, waiting for the whole clan to start building houses and towns together soon.

Led by Brook recently, the hunting orcs were in high spirits and came back after hunting many large beasts.In addition to the ten traps in the dense forest, as well as the more and more popular river fish, shrimp and crab, etc., the food reserves in the tribe are increasing day by day.According to Brooke's plan, it will take at least a month at the earliest to fully build the town. At that time, all the clansmen will only work hard to build houses and cities from morning to night, and will no longer go out to hunt, so of course the more food they store, the better.

The book Encyclopedia of Plants gave the sub-beasts the best guidance. Brook circled the edible ones with stone sticks, making the sub-beasts feel like a treasure.For example, bamboo shoots, garlic, peppers, fungus, sweet potatoes, etc., which were not used to be eaten before, have all become edible foods.

Of course, the orcs have a hard time accepting strong pungent smells like garlic and chili. They always sneeze when they smell it, and even cry when they eat it.But the food of chili is really too magical. Many people will blush every time they eat it, but people always chew it while shouting spicy, and they can't stop at all.

Brook has been arranging for people to adjust the ratio of silt and turpentine, trying to choose the one with the best effect.The orcs who do this by the river beach are different every day, and today it happened to be Alvin's turn.

This young orc is very serious. Everyone knows that this kind of cement, named by Brook, will be the key to building a town, and no one dares to neglect it.Alvin was sitting on the ground, stirring the mud in front of him with a wooden stick. There was a piece of leather next to him. According to Brooke's instructions, the final results of various ratios were written on it for comparison.

A sub-beast wearing a pure white animal skin robe came towards him. After walking up to Alvin, he exclaimed: "So there are already so many different cements. Let me see, the animal skin says There are probably more than 30 kinds, right?"

Alvin heard someone talking, looked up, and saw Ian standing beside him looking at the animal skin.Alvin nodded foolishly and said, "Yes, there are 32 kinds."

"Brook is amazing. Two simple things with different proportions can have completely different results." Ian praised.

"Well, Brooke is really powerful."

Ian was a little annoyed seeing this idiot who was only focused on mixing cement and didn't pay him much attention.But thinking of his purpose, he could only hold back his temper and said, "Alvin, I heard from your brother that day, is it true that you want to be Lincoln's follower?"

"This..." Alvin scratched his head with a shy expression on his face.

Yi An chuckled and said, "Why are you embarrassed? Now that you've made up your mind, why don't you tell him."

Alvin said sadly: "I caused Lincoln to be injured. I was afraid that he would be upset when he saw me. I will go after he recovers."

"You didn't do it on purpose, it was him..." Ian stopped talking, worried that he would irritate Alvin by saying harsh words, and then said, "Aren't you also trying to save him? Lincoln is so sensible, so I can't blame him your."

Alvin nodded again and again: "Lincoln didn't blame me, and he told me not to take it to heart and forget what happened that day. Lincoln is really kind, he is very kind."

Ian made a 'vomit' motion in a place he couldn't see, and then continued to praise: "That's right, who in the tribe doesn't know Lincoln well? I heard that many orcs secretly I like him and want to be his follower. Alvin, if you don't hurry up, Lincoln will be chased away by others."

"That's right, so many people like Lincoln, how could it be my turn." The innocent young Alvin said sadly.

Ian was almost defeated by him, and said impatiently: "Then go and tell him that you want to be his follower and want to pursue him. If you have other followers, you can challenge him. The orcs of our White Tiger Clan don’t have cowards, and Lincoln wouldn’t like cowards either!”

Alvin asked in a panic: "Really? Then do you think I have a chance of winning?"

Ian patted him on the shoulder: "Of course, I am very optimistic about you. Alvin, you are so capable. If we marry you, Lincoln must be very happy."

Alvin was encouraged, and immediately clenched his fists and said firmly: "In this case, I will go and tell Lincoln later that I want to be his follower!"

"Go, I support you." Ian said with a smile.His eyes sparkled with endless meaning.