From eschatological to primitive

Before Huang Jue knew it, the magical car spread all over the tribe.

The next day, Huang Jue was resigned to his fate to learn the sacrificial dance with Wu, when Wu suddenly asked, "What is a car?"

Huang Jue, "The car is..." After a pause, he looked at Wu suspiciously, "How do you know about the car?"

Wu Wuyu said, "Not only me, but the whole tribe knows about it. I heard from the parents of those little kids that the little car is so proud that it can run by itself. Is it true?"

"Of course it's not true. You have to push it to move."

"Have you got that car? Show me?" Wu's heart was full of curiosity, mainly because what those people said was too mysterious, not at all like Huang Jue, who said it so plainly.

"That car is in my father's hands. If you want to see it, you can ask my father..." He originally made this car to coax the cubs in the tribe, but he didn't expect Mu to see it after taking it home. Mu was also very interested. He squatted on the ground and played for a long time. After playing enough, he put it away.

Anyway, I didn't lose my mind with joy, and put the car on the window sill next to the icy window. If it was placed elsewhere in the house, it would probably melt overnight.

Later, Feng saw it, and Feng wanted it too. Huang Jue had no choice but to make another one for Feng.

Now look at Wu like this...

Huang Jue blinked and said simply, "How about I make one for you too."

Wu, who was about to ask for it, suddenly narrowed his eyes with a smile, "How dare I take advantage of you, so, I will perform the sacrificial dance for you again, take a closer look, and on the day of the sacrificial ceremony, I will definitely teach you to be proficient!"

Huang Jue was expressionless, "Can I go back now?" Suddenly, he didn't want to make a car for him at all, although it was super simple to make.

"No, I promise to do it!"

Huang Jue narrowed her eyes, that's good, the witch will play tricks on her!

When the news spread that Huang Jue had made a car for Wu Ye, the people in the tribe were all excited and ran to Huang Jue to beg for the car.

Huang Jue was very annoyed, "The car is a reward for the brats. If you want it too, you can study with the brats and take the exam with the brats. As long as you don't make mistakes, I will give it to you." Make a car."

Not only did the words not scare people away, but they became more enthusiastic, "Can we also learn to read?"

"Didn't Wu say that we only let the youngsters learn to read?"

"You can read and write well, can you really make me a car?"

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At the beginning, Wu thought that there was no place for so many people to learn together, so he let the cubs learn to read first, and planned to let the adults in the tribe learn to read after it got warmer.Now it seems that although these people don't say anything, they really want to learn to read.

Huang Jue sighed, "I'll discuss this matter with the leader and the witch again, and see how to arrange it so that you can follow suit. As for the car, I can't give it to you now. After the boys pass the exam, I will give it to you." Put the model outside for you to see. It's very simple, just watch it a few times, and you will do it."

After finishing speaking, he tapped again, "The car is my reward for the brats. Before you get it, don't think about how to use the car in the hands of the leader, Wu and Feng. I've already done it. Tell them, don't let them lend it to you!"

After sending these people away, Huang Jue simply hid at Yan's side for fear that someone would come again.

Yan polished the wooden arrow as usual.

Huang Jue looked at it for a while, then sat down, "Yan, do you want to learn characters too?"

Yan put the polished wooden arrow aside, asked the slave to take it away, and asked the slave to bring over a bowl of hot water, put it in front of Huang Jue, and said with a smile, "Did you talk a lot today? Are you thirsty?" .

The two families were not far apart, and Yan had a keen hearing, so he could hear people coming and going on Huang Jue's side clearly.

Huang Jue took a sip of saliva and sighed, "I didn't expect that people in the tribe would be so rare about cars. In fact, this is just a toy, not practical at all, it's just for kidding."

Yan understood better than Huang Jue, "Even if it is not practical, it is still a rare thing, and I learned it from the God of the Earth. If it were me, I would be curious."

Huang Jue hummed, "I'm curious and I didn't see you go."

"If I don't go, don't you come too?"

Huang Jue was speechless, "You've already figured it out. Do you want a car? If you want it, I can make one for you."

Yan smiled and shook his head, "You said it's not practical, and if it's not practical, I don't want it."

Huang Jue, "Although it's not practical, it's also quite fun... I almost misled you. You haven't answered me yet. Do you want to learn words?"

Yan was silent for a moment, then shook his head, "This is the script of your tribe. I am from the Fire Tribe after all. If I learn it, it's not good."In the Fire Tribe, except for those high-born warriors, ordinary people have no chance to learn characters, let alone slaves.

Huang Jue, "What's wrong, the God of the Earth passed the text to me, just wanting me to spread the text, so that people can read and write, and they are not limited to the tribes."

Huang Jue really didn't understand the thoughts of those who treasured the writing of their own tribe. It's not a skill that relies on eating. If others learn it, you will suffer.

Words were invented for the convenience of everyone's communication. No one else knows it, but you know it. So what's the difference between you and you?

Yan didn't believe it, "Really?"

Huang Jue was categorical, "Of course it is true!" If nothing else happened, he and Yan would have the closest relationship in the next few years, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they were inseparable. Therefore, Yan must learn Chinese characters. Go out to travel together, and if it is inconvenient to speak, you can also communicate through text.

Yes, Huang Jue didn't think about living in the tribe at all. When the development of the tribe got on the right track, he would go out to travel.At any rate, if you travel through time, you will have to gain more experience to be worthy of your own encounter.

Yan struggled a little. Of course he wanted to learn more characters, but he was afraid that Jue would be in trouble, but looking at Jue now, he didn't seem to be in trouble.

Is it because the God of the Earth really doesn't mind Jue teaching characters to outsiders, or does Jue say this on purpose so that he can learn to read without burden?

Huang Jue continued to work hard, "I am the future envoy of the gods, and I will definitely not lie with the words of the God of the Earth. You have learned it now, and you will help me teach others in the future. The God of the Earth will only be happier when you know... By the way, If you learn it, you can help me teach the people in the tribe, otherwise I will teach so many people by myself..." Thinking about the horrible scene, Huang Jue shuddered, showing a pitiful expression, "You can't be cruel Seeing that I am tired, do you want to help?"

Yan was moved by Huang Jue, "Okay, I'll learn from you. Aren't you also interested in our tribe's writing? I'll teach you."

Huang Jue returned to his smiling face in a second, and blinked, "You count this as an equivalent exchange?"

Although I have never heard of the term equivalent exchange, but I can probably guess what it means, Yan couldn't help laughing and said, "Forget it, otherwise I would be ashamed to learn your tribe's characters."

"Okay, I'll teach you first. After I teach you a character, how about you teach me the same character, how to write in your tribe?"

Yan hesitated, "Our tribe doesn't have pinyin."

Huang Jue didn't care, "It's okay, Pinyin is just a gift."

Teaching Yan how to read is much easier than teaching children. After all, Yan has a little background, and Yan is also smart, so he can calm down and learn. In a short time, Yan learned all 26 letters.

After learning 26 letters, Huang Jue began to teach him how to pronounce different letters together.

Pinyin is the content of the first grade of primary school. If there is no apocalypse, Huang Jue has graduated from university for nine years, and he has long forgotten how to divide, arrange and combine initials, consonants and finals.He didn't bother to think about it, he just thought about where to teach, and fortunately, Yan had a good brain and could barely keep up. If it were someone else, he would have been confused for a long time.

It is also useful to teach it like this, at least Huang Jue discovered his own shortcomings, and gradually smoothed out the pinyin.

After Huang Jue finished teaching, not only Huang Jue breathed a sigh of relief, but Yan also breathed a sigh of relief - if he continued to study, his brain really wasn't enough.

"I think you can arrange what you taught today and engrave it on the slate, and when people have learned the pinyin, when you teach them how to read, you can also engrave the words you taught in pinyin on the slate. If they forget, they can go to the slate to check by themselves, and save them having to come over to ask you when the time comes. What do you think?"

Huang Jue patted his head, "This idea is so good, why didn't I think of it!" He got a slate to act as a blackboard, and felt complacent that he was very smart, but compared with Yan's, his was at most convenient , Yan's is once and for all.

"I'm doing it now. After I'm done, set up the slate in the classroom. Uh, the classroom is the room that teaches the kids to learn. In the future, I won't have to hold a slate to write and scratch, and I will teach directly on the slate that is engraved." them!"

There are plenty of them in the stone tribe. If you smash them casually and polish them, they will become slates. The warriors in the tribe are familiar with the work.Huang Jue directly asked a few prisoners of war to get it. Not long after, the prisoners of war came over with a polished stone slab.

Huang Jue waved his hand, "You guys make some more slabs, I'll be useful."

The prisoners of the Shi tribe originally had a fluke mentality, thinking that they would make do with the winter in the tribe - anyway, winter is basically fine, their physical strength will not be exhausted, and they will be hungry at most.Being hungry is not unbearable. In the tribe, except for the leaders, witches, and those extremely powerful fighters, who has never been hungry?Renren also passed.

After surviving the winter, they will find a way to escape in the spring.Because of the heavy snow, the people of the Tu tribe did not take advantage of the victory to chase and destroy them to the Zhu tribe. They didn't have to worry about having nowhere to go after escaping.

I had a good plan in my heart, but who knew that the envoy of the native tribe would torment them in different ways, and asked them to polish the ice windows a few days ago, so they might not be allowed to eat.

They were busy one day, their hands were freezing off, and the next day they were asked to help the slaves polish the ice windows.They are soldiers, how can they work for slaves? !

At that time, a few people were not happy. Before they could say anything excessive, Jue asked Yan to give them a hard lesson. Up to now, they all remember Jue's contempt for them, "Don't worry about me Put the airs of soldiers in front of you, remember, you are prisoners of war now! Do prisoners of war know what they are? Let me tell you, prisoners of war are nothing! I sold you to the cloud tribe, and you are slaves; If you eat it, you are food; I gave you to my slaves, and you are not even as good as slaves... So, do you know what you are?"

The understatement, full of disdain and malice, they have no doubts at all, if they make a fuss again, the other party will really give them to slaves, or roast them as food.

So far, they no longer have any luck. With such a demon staring at them, can they really escape?

Without thinking about it, after the prisoners were silent, they began to behave positively, for fear of making the other party unhappy, they really roasted them as food.

Seeing the prisoners of war rushing to continue polishing the slate, Yan Chong smiled at Huang Jue, "How do you feel, they are very afraid of you?"

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