[Prehistoric] Travel to the beast world to be a priest

Before dawn, Yan Liang blinked, but couldn't see anything.

He reached out and pinched his thigh, feeling relieved after feeling the pain.

He couldn't tell whether the guy who called himself the "Prehistoric Survival System" just now existed or was just dreaming.

But it doesn't matter.

Even if Yanliang starved to death and was eaten by lions in his life, he would never have anything to do with breeding!

At this time, he inevitably thought of the old man again, wondering what his own body would look like after that car accident, and whether someone who died accidentally from another world happened to pass into his body .

Yan Liang put his arms under his head and sighed.

In the past, he always wanted to stay away from the old man, but he didn't expect that one day, he really came to a world without the old man.

He smiled wryly and curled up the corners of his mouth, simply because the old man has so many talented students, everyone is better than him.

In the mess of thoughts, Yan Liang closed his eyes again, and slept until dawn without dreaming all night.

The next day was a big day for the tribe. Early in the morning, the big field of the Jushi tribe became lively.

Shiyun lived in a remote place, so Yanliang had the opportunity to sleep until the sun was up.

This time, it was Yan Liang's sense of smell that was awakened first, and a burnt smell that he couldn't ignore at all made Yan Liang frown.

You know, the most important thing for a cook is the sense of taste, followed by the sense of smell. In order to maintain a good sense of smell, Yan Liang never wears perfume or the like, and only uses grass-flavored air fresheners at home.

The smell in the air this morning was no less than the nightmare last night to him.

Yan Liang quickly got up from the bed, pinched his nose, and came to the source of the burning smell.

I saw Shi Yun sitting next to the stove at the entrance of the cave, holding a lump of black barbecue in his hand and chewing hard. From his raised brows, it can be seen that the taste of the thing is not very good.

In addition, there is a stone pot on the fire, and another lump of black meat is sizzling in it, and the burnt smell is emitted from it.

Shi Yun saw him, but was obviously not interested in greeting him, and raised his eyebrows at him: "This is what Shihe brought over in the morning, and it's already baked, you can eat it if you want."

Yan Liang: "..." No, he doesn't want to!

But his stomach was really hungry.

In the cave of the patriarch and priest last night, he was too embarrassed to eat too much, so he barely relieved his hunger. After the night passed, there was no food left.

Yan Liang tried his best to suppress his fear of lions, and said to himself in his heart: Beastmen are not real beasts, so there is no need to be afraid...

He took a deep breath and showed a gentle smile to Shi Yun: "Thank you, but I want to reprocess these barbecues, can I?"

Shi Yun frowned upon hearing this, but didn't say no, he ate his share in two or three bites and stood up.

"up to you."

Yan Liang smiled and watched Shi Yun enter the cave, silently ticking himself off.

Shiyun has very few kitchen utensils, except for the stone pot on the fire and a stone knife with one side polished extremely thin.

Yan Liang stood up and looked around, and found that there was a stone jar filled with water in the corner, and there was nothing else.

Yan Liang had no choice but to sit back, first picked up a stone knife and scraped off the carbonized part of the surface of the barbecue, then cut off the fat on it, and put it in a stone pot to refine it.

The stone knife was really too heavy. After doing this, Yan Liang felt that he could hardly lift his wrist.