Prehistoric Survival Records

Although the stream of consciousness of the predecessors guided the way, and Grandpa Bu's stream of consciousness led the way, the orcs walked many wrong paths in the forest.But because of Eddie's appearance.Although there were twists and turns along the way, they returned to the right direction out of the forest.

But walking around with Grandpa Bu was not in vain. Lige discovered not only prickly ash and hot pepper, but also peanuts, so the orcs carried a small bag of fragrant fried peanuts in their arms, and they squeaked along the way. Boom, fragrant, crunchy, lively.

Under the leadership of Eddie, the orcs had the right direction of travel, and there was a carrot (husband/wife) hanging in front of their noses. Everyone changed their lazy style in the past and rushed to the road with all their strength. However, this forest Fortunately, the Black Forest, which cuts off the outside world and the news of the orcs, is indeed big enough. From the chat with Eddie, Rieger deduced that even if he ran with all his strength, he would still have to run for a month to reach the end of the forest.

"It's already very fast. It took me more than half a year to come here." Eddie said naturally.

During these days of traveling together, Rieger talked to Eddie without losing the opportunity. The purpose was self-evident. Naturally, he wanted to get more information from the outside world. Eddie also saw that the cub Rieger was in the tribe. Their status is different from that of ordinary cubs, so they are naturally happy to get close to him, so the two of them are very familiar with each other now.

However, Rieg soon discovered that Eddie actually knew very limited information. It is no wonder that in the prehistoric era when communication basically relied on roaring, although the orcs ran faster than humans and had a louder voice, the main The scope of activities is still limited to one-third of an acre of his own tribe, and Lige understands this very well.

But from Eddie's topsy-turvy narration, Rigg also obtained a lot of information, for example, walking out of this forest, there is a boundless grassland, and Eddie's tribe lives on the grassland.

For example, in addition to the peaceful race on the grassland (Edit refers to his own tribe), there is also a nomadic spotted hyena that is very violent and often invades other tribes. According to Eddie, the spotted hyena is cruel and takes pleasure in killing. The place of residence is often to capture a tribe and live in this tribe. The original people in the tribe are driven as slaves. When they get tired of living, they will leave. If there is no one left, they are the notorious criminal gangs on the prairie.

Rieger understood that he had heard of the notoriety of the spotted hyena in various works and documents in his previous life. This kind of animal is brutal and murderous. Apart from scavenging, they can obtain nutrients from rotten or mummified food. They often compete with other predators for their prey by virtue of their numerical advantages. They are notorious speculators.

That being said, the situation of Eddie's original tribe is indeed quite worrying. Lige and the others can't tell him that everything will be fine, they can only comfort him. If there are any survivors in his tribe, they must help them. Chacha patted his chest and promised that as soon as he met those nasty spotted hyenas, he would kill them all and never keep them, so as to solve the scourge for the grassland race. The other orcs also nodded in admiration.

Eddie escaped under the cover of his mother. In order to avoid the pursuit of spotted hyenas, he fled into the black forest alone. Eddie was so touched by the warmth and comfort of the Georgians. After realizing that the group of isolated guys in front of him were mainly to go out to find a husband/wife, he promised in tears that as long as he helped save himself People in the tribe, he is willing to introduce his cousin/aunt/sister/cousin to them.

As soon as they heard that Eddie had such a huge family, the orcs were ready to move, from just stopping by to rescue the wilderness tribe, it became, go, must go!

The reason has also become, we are a very righteous tribe, how can we watch other people fall into dire straits, it is very reasonable.

"However, after getting along for so long, I still don't know what your tribe's name is." Eddie, who had initially become a matchmaker, began to find out the details of the group of guys in front of him.

"Let me first introduce myself formally. I am Eddie from the canine family, and my tribe is called the Wilderness Tribe."

After Eddie finished his introduction, he turned his attention to Rigg and the others.

This--

Rigg and the others were stunned. It wasn't that they didn't want to introduce themselves. The main reason was that they realized that they didn't seem to have an official tribal name until now after being told so formally by Eddie.

The wilderness tribe sounds very imposing and tall. It was okay to say that they don’t have a tribe name, but the person in front of them might become the natal family of their husband/wife in the future. Now they are in front of their natal family. It would not be good if the fact that everyone is a hillbilly was exposed, so under Eddie's eager gaze, a group of people clamped Rigg up, turned their backs and muttered for a while.

After understanding the thoughts of these big guys in front of him, Rieg was a little bit dumbfounded, hey, are you thinking about this now, won't it be too fast!

But aside from this weird way of thinking, they do need a tribe name. They didn’t need to live in it before. When they go out in the future, and encounter Eddie’s situation again, others will report their family name. , but he doesn't even have a name to say, doesn't it seem very timid.

Bu also nodded in agreement: "It needs a name that can be called."

"But what is it called?" someone asked.

"How about calling it the Chacha Tribe?" Chacha suggested shamelessly.

He was vetoed by everyone: "Absolutely not.", "Go to hell.", "Shameless."

Chacha ran to the corner to draw circles.

"We have so much snow salt and the technology to make salt. How about calling it the Snow Salt Tribe?" Someone suggested.

"But we also have technologies for burning charcoal, pottery, and bricks. Why aren't we called charcoal-burning tribes, pottery-burning tribes, and brick-burning tribes?" This is probably a joke.

"Then it's better to call it the Catch Fish Tribe. Don't everyone like to drink fish soup?"

"No, this is too imposing."

"turn down."

"Then it's better to call..."

"don't want--"

A group of orcs worked together and spoke enthusiastically on the matter of naming, but they fully exposed their shortcomings, and they quarreled for a long time without any results.

Bu didn't stop them, he looked at it cheerfully. It is said that Bu is the one who has the most say in such a big matter as naming the tribe, but what he showed was very democratized. The consequences of absolute democratization are all orcs Everyone has their own aesthetics and opinions, and no one is convinced.

"Rig, what do you call it?" The result of the quarrel was to blame, so someone dumped the blame on Rieg.

Three question marks popped up on Rigg's head: ? ? ?

You ask me what I am doing, I have no idea, I am still a baby, this kind of big thing about tribal naming rights, ask me if I am really okay.

If someone could hear Lige's heartfelt feelings, they would definitely despise him. You said that you have done so many important things related to the fate of the tribe, but now you are reserved.

Rieg underestimated his appeal in the hearts of the orcs. As soon as he said this, everyone stopped arguing, and all eyes turned to him at the same time, as if to say, our opinions have been raised, which one to adopt? It's up to you.

I figured it out, I figured it out?Wow, I'm not the patriarch, why should I figure it out!

Lige hurriedly turned his eyes to Bu for help, and saw that Bu was also mixed in the line of sight, looking at him with a smile, as if he had nothing to do with himself.

All right, you are amazing.

So Lige thought about it carefully. The name of the tribe is important if it is important, and it is not important if it is not important. After all, for the tribe, the overall strength is an important indicator to measure the strength. Next, try to pick a name that is easy to remember and has a certain meaning, which is the most feasible.

"Then why not, let's call it Jiufang. Nine is the largest singular number and has a limit meaning. Fang is eight directions. In "Qimen Dunjia", it is said that the nine-day square can raise troops and deploy troops. Oh, you haven't heard of this, it's simple. To explain it means that our tribe is constantly multiplying and powerful."

Did the orcs understand the clumsy words in front of them, but the second half of the sentence is endlessly multiplying and powerful, so I understand all of them.

The orcs smacked and smacked the words "reproduce endlessly and become powerful" in their mouths, and the more they smacked, the more they tasted it. Emma, ​​that's what it means, that's great.

Bu even read these words over and over in his mouth as if he had found a treasure, with a solemn expression on his face, and finally made a final decision: "That's it."

The word Jiufang was unanimously recognized by the tribe, and they will be the Jiufang tribe from now on.

Eddie was sitting there puzzled, wasn't the atmosphere just now very friendly, and he was going to be a matchmaker, why did these people run away with weird expressions just after he finished introducing himself?

He wondered that he didn't inquire into other people's tribe's privacy. He just asked for the tribe's name. Could it be that this tribe has some unknown rules, and the tribe's name is taboo and should not be mentioned?

Just when Eddie was feeling uneasy, thinking that he had offended the group of big men, the scattered crowd gathered back with a whoosh.

Eddie was considering whether to apologize for his previous presumptuousness, when he saw Rieger solemnly extend a small hand towards him.

"Hello, we are from the Jiufang tribe, my name is Lige."

then--

"I'm Tchacha from the Nine-Fang Tribe."

"I'm Crewe from the Nine-Party Tribe."

"I am Keshan from the Jiufang Tribe."

"I am from the Jiufang Tribe—"

"I'm--"

Enthusiastic and powerful, this is Eddie the Big Dog, the initial and deepest impression of the word Jiufang.

The author has something to say: the name of a person, the shadow of a tree, cannot be that nameless person

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