All human beings watch my farming

[Novice Mission: Return of the Ancestors]

[Task level: E]

【Countdown: 01:00:00】

After talking with the system, Lin Shuo saw a dialog box appearing in the upper right corner of his line of sight, displaying task information.

After a while, there was another line on the taskbar——

【Current Progress: 294/311】

Lin Shuo counted the dark heads in front of him, and concluded that the number 311 behind the progress bar should be the total number of people in the entire primitive tribe.

According to the task information, 294 people in the tribe currently believe that he is the ancestor, and another 17 people still have doubts.

To be honest, this was much better than Lin Shuo had expected.After all, to the tribe, he was just a stranger who fell from the sky. If he hadn't been bumped by mistake and touched by the old man, he might have been thrown into the firepit by the group of humanoid weapons in front of him to roast him.

"So my task is to conquer the remaining 1 people within 17 hour."

【Yes. 】

Lin Shuo and the system looked around while talking in their minds, guessing who still didn't believe their identity.

"Needless to say the old man, he was the one who dragged me to touch porcelain before, and he would not doubt me. Those who saw me coming out of the fire with their own eyes just now should have been frightened by this miracle, and the rest The only ones are... the hunting team."

The members of the hunting team showed up after Lin Shuo was hugged by the thigh. They didn't see anything. They only relied on hearsay, so their beliefs were not firm.

"What should I do? Show them modern science? Take square roots with your bare hands?"

[You can perform a big fire to roast yourself. 】

"Forget it, let me think about it again... There must be a way for the car to reach the mountain."

The hunting team led by Yan has more than 40 members, both men and women, aged between seventeen and eighteen to thirty, with strong physique.

After they met the strange ancestors, they went to the side, raised their faces, and asked the old man to draw complex totems on his cheeks and chest with a twig dipped in ochre-red paint.

Lin Shuo observed those complicated patterns curiously, and suddenly met a pair of black eyes.

Staring at him not far away is a boy who has just turned seventeen or eighteen years old, with short black hair messily sticking to his neck, the front of the animal fur coat is open, and there are several scars on his wheat-colored skin, wild and vivid.

For a moment, Lin Shuo felt that the child looked like a rebellious little wolf cub, so he blinked and smiled at him; "Hi."

Feng turned his head uncomfortably to avoid meeting Lin Shuo's gaze.After a while, he felt why, so he turned his head back and gave Lin Shuo a hard look.

"He seems to be a bit hostile to me?" Lin Shuo asked the system in bewilderment, "Why? I didn't mess with him."

[Maybe because I went hunting and came back home with an extra ancestor. ] The system replied: [You have to know that not all teenagers in the rebellious period like to recognize their father casually. 】

Lin Shuo: "..."

This reason was too strong, not only could he not refute it, he even felt a little sorry for the boy.

Forced by life, there is no way, boy, forgive Dad.

After painting the totem on the rock, the people with the hunting team dealt with the dark cloud and black thorn for the ancestors.He stood on the head of the dark cloud and black thorn, the muscles on his arms bulged, his fingers inserted between the scales, and he let out a low cry and lifted the skull of the giant beast.The other people below tied the snout of Wuyun Heithorn with a hemp rope, and pulled his head forward forcefully.Following their strength, Yan hugged the rugged and protruding neck bone with both hands, and with a force from the waist, he twisted the head of the dark cloud and black spine.

"Roar—" He landed on his feet and roared angrily.

Blood splattered everywhere, staining the strong chest muscles red.Yan laughed loudly, wiped a fistful of blood with his hands indifferently, and dipped it on the mouth of a kid next to him.

"Drink the blood of the most ferocious beast in the jungle, and you will become the best hunter in the tribe in the future!"

"Really?" The brat pouted with excitement.

"Yan, I want it too!" The other kids next to him were already eager to try, and when they heard this, they rushed forward, drowning Yan's figure in an instant.

With a cold face, Feng threw the hemp rope in his heart, pulled a little boy with blood on the corner of his mouth and asked, "Hey, who is he?"

"Which him?"

Feng pointed at Lin Shuo.

"Ancestor."

"I know it's first... bah, who knows? I mean where did he pop out of?"

"In the fire!" The little brat seemed to recall something, his eyes widened, he flicked his fingers, and tried his best to say: "From there, in the middle of the fire pond. At that time, the shaman was leading everyone to pray to the ancestors, and there suddenly A head emerges, then rolls, rolls, rolls all the way out of the firepit, falls to the ground and becomes a living ancestor."

"By the way, there is still white light on my body!"

The members of the hunting team who eavesdropped: "..." Living ancestors?White light?

"Is it the white light that the soldiers emit when they wake up?"

"Hmm... yes!"

"hiss--"

Incredible.

Such a miraculous way of appearing, what else could it be if it wasn't an ancestor?

Lin Shuo noticed that the members of the hunting team lowered their heads and muttered for a while, and some people peeked at him from time to time, their eyes full of shock.

He smiled kindly.

The peeking person seemed to be frightened, lowered his head "whoosh" and gasped.

Lin Shuo: "???"

"What's wrong with them? I look so scary?"

The system is better than Lin Shuo's hearing ability. Hearing the hunting team members start to guess how Lin Shuo's head disappeared and how it grew back.

"It was chopped off by the enemies of the invading tribe, right?"

"Or was it bitten off by a wild animal in the forest?"

"While hunting on the mountain, I accidentally fell and broke my neck?"

"How careless that must be..."

"What nonsense? The ancestor only has one head left, and he can grow a body with the power of the totem. It's amazing! He is indeed the ancestor of our tribe!"

In short, a head with a strange smile, shrouded in white light, rolled around in the fire pit, and finally rolled to the ground to grow a person. This kind of fantasy thing was not only successfully accepted by them, but also very well accepted.

System: [Look at the task panel. 】

Lin Shuo found that in just a few seconds, the progress of the task kept jumping up, but it jumped from 294 to 297, then 298, 299...

Him: "What's going on?"

The system decided not to tell the players that "the ancestors are so fierce" and "there is only one head left that can jump so high" among the crowd. Do you have any special hair growth skills?" It said to Lin Shuo: 【Did you see that child?】

"Ah."

[Be nice to him. 】

"why?"

[It was this king with a strong mouth who led you to lie down and win. 】

Lin Shuo: "..."

***

"Ancestor," waited for the noisy crowd to quiet down. Under their joyful gaze, Yan handed over a black stone knife with both hands: "Please reward the warriors in the tribe and bless them."

"Blessing?"

The old man took half a step forward, blocking the sight behind him, and said in a low voice, "It is to roast the prey that the warriors hunted on the firepit and distribute them to the whole tribe. I pray that the ancestors will bless the tribe's hunting this year."

As part of the sacrificial ceremony, this task is usually performed by the warriors in the hunting team, but this time Yan gave it to the ancestors who descended out of thin air.

"Oh." Lin Shuo acted coldly, and took the stone knife that was almost as tall as himself: "We didn't have this procedure at that time."

"I understand." The old man glanced at him and encouraged him with his eyes.

Starting with the stone knife, the handle of the knife is wrapped with a circle of hemp rope, which feels rough to the touch.Facing the skinless, belly-cut, and internal organs that were carried to his feet, Lin Shuo raised his knife high.

"Hiss—" He froze, and calmly supported his lower back.

The stone knife is made of solid materials and weighs about 80 kilograms together with the handle. Putting it in the gym can crush a muscular man.

It's already reached this time, and you can't back down, otherwise you will be the one who will be roasted on the fire.Lin Shuo kept smiling, and held the other hand on the handle of the knife. With both hands, he lifted the big knife and plunged it into Wu Yun Hei Thorn's body.

As soon as the knife pierced Lin Shuo, he felt bad. The skin of the prey was not too thick. After the black hard armor was stripped off, the muscles under it could even be called soft and tender. However, the stone knife in his hand was extremely difficult to use, completely unexpected. he expected.

The dull and heavy blade is far from sharp even if it is carefully polished. It requires great strength and long-term training skills to cut the prey's body with it, and Lin Shuo has neither of these.

It should be said that modern people have been away from the Stone Age for thousands of years, and they have long wondered how to survive in an age without metal.

Lin Shuo missed the Zwilling knives in the kitchen of the barbecue shop very much, and couldn't help but glanced down into his arms, and shook his head again.

No, the hole cards cannot be exposed so early.

He clenched his teeth, wishing he could put all his weight on the handle of the stone knife, and finally, with all his strength... pierced a little bit of flesh.

Really only a tiny bit.

Lin Shuo: "..."

Old man: "..."

rock:"………………"

"Tch." Finally someone below couldn't hold back and let out a sneer.

Lin Shuo looked at Feng who provoked him, pointed at him and said, "Come here."

Feng was stopped by Yan for a while, bypassed his hand, and strode forward: "I will come as I come."

He picked up the stone knife that made Lin Shuo almost lose his waist with one hand, climbed onto Wu Yun Hei Ji's body, and cut Wu Yun Hei Ji's flesh into pieces.Each piece follows the bone and texture, very beautiful.

"Here you are." Throwing back the stone knife, Feng raised one corner of his lips: "Ancestor, be careful not to slip away."

Lin Shuo: "..."

"Feng, come down." The old man raised his eyebrows and scolded.

The young man who was as rebellious as a wolf respected him very much, patted his pants and jumped down, pointed at Lin Shuo and said, "Wu, why do you say that he is an ancestor? The ancestor will not be as useless as him."

"Shut up!" Lin Shuo and the old man said at the same time.

Lin Shuo glanced at the task panel distressedly, and found that the degree of completion had dropped a little, so he was furious.He took the lead: "Why do you say that I am not an ancestor? Do you know what an ancestor is like?"

"Of course I know." Feng puffed up his chest: "The ancestors were warriors who contributed to the tribe, enjoying the best prey and the highest honor. After their death, their spirits merged with the fire pit, and they stayed in the tribe forever to protect the tribe. The ancestors would not even be able to cut through the dark clouds and black thorns!"

Lin Shuo understands, isn't he a member of the tribal hall of fame?

He clapped his hands: "Wrong! This is all your misunderstanding!"

"Just like you, there are many kinds of ancestors. There are ancestors who specialize in hunting, ancestors who specialize in gathering, and ancestors who specialize in teaching. Although they are good at different directions, they can all contribute to the tribe, and in the end they all It is integrated with the fire pit."

"I am one of them."

"What do you do?" Feng asked.

This question hits the point.

"I..." Lin Shuo looked down at the "Little Panda Barbeque Shop" apron he had been wearing since he entered the game, smiled proudly, and took out from the apron the apron that he carried with him, which has been famous in Qinda Food Street for more than ten years Exclusive secret barbecue ingredients, said: "I specially grilled skewers for other ancestors!"

"..." There was no sound.

"What?" Feng opened his eyes wide, and said with a jump, "I don't believe it! How could a barbecue person become an ancestor? It's impossible!"

"How is it impossible? Just bake it well enough!"

Seeing that Feng still didn't believe it, Lin Shuo decided to use facts to teach him what it means to be a 360-scholar, to be the number one in a row, and to respect service industry practitioners.

He waved his hand confidently and calmly: "Little ones, bring the meat!"