The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 279 The Desperate Chenbei

breeding area.

More than 30 flamingo juveniles ran after their parent birds, accompanied by soldiers from the flamingo team. People and birds had a great time.

These more than 30 young birds were born by adult flamingos this year. Compared with the appallingly low survival rate of young birds in the wild, artificial breeding is obviously much better.

The Mang Tribe now has a total of 75 flamingos, including 33 adults, [-] near-adults, and [-] juveniles.

The fifty members of the flamingo team finally each have a flamingo, and they can even recruit some more people.

On the other hand, the rhino also gave birth this year. After living in the Mang tribe for seven or eight years, the rhino finally gave birth again, and the number of rhinos reached 45.

Although rhinos are fierce and have a long lifespan, their reproductive rate is extremely low, giving birth to cubs only once every three or four years, which is a headache for the Mang tribe.

Except for flamingos and rhinos, other livestock are multiplying in an explosive way, and the growth in numbers is extremely terrifying.

The number of colorful pheasants has reached 10,000, and the number of gray-haired rabbits has reached [-]+.

This is because the Mang tribe kills a large number of gray-haired rabbits every year. The meat is usually eaten directly or dried in the sun, and the fur is used to make rabbit fur clothes, rabbit fur hats, and rabbit fur mattresses.

Because of their excellent softness and warmth retention properties, the clothes made of these rabbit skins are very popular. The Mang tribe not only uses them themselves, but also trades them with other tribes.

planting area.

After more than ten days of hard work, all the vegetable fields were finally planted again, and after a few days, tender seedlings grew out again.

Yan prayed in the direction of the altar: "Blessed by the Totem God, there will be no more disasters. Come again, and this year's food will be over."

In the altar, the totem god sighed helplessly after hearing the prayer, how could he manage such a natural disaster?
However, after Yan finished praying, he had some sustenance in his heart, and his mood improved a lot. He took the stone hoe and continued to work in the field.

For him, these crops are not just food, but also all his sustenance and his pride.

The sun was still relatively strong. In the evening, Yan wiped the sweat off his face and raised his head.

Today's cloud is a bit strange, it is layer by layer, and under the sunlight, it turns red and looks very beautiful.

"It's not dark yet, let's do it for a while."

Yan stretched his waist, moved a bit, then held the hoe again, bent down, and continued weeding.

His sweat fell on the ground drop by drop, watering the seedlings.

There are thousands of people who work like him. The people who planted may not have strong combat effectiveness, but they have the largest number of people.

The planting team didn't call it a day until it got dark and a cool breeze blew up, ending a hard day's work.

That night, Yan had a sweet dream. The crops were growing rapidly, and the Mang tribe had a bumper harvest this year, and there was so much food that they couldn't pile it up.

In his sleep, a smile appeared on the face of this honest and honest man.

The next day, just after dawn, Yan got up from the bed.

After washing up, he ate something to fill his stomach, and then went to the field with the hoe on his shoulder.

Many people in the tribe didn't get up, only the soldiers of the guard team would say hello when they encountered Yan when they were patrolling.

"Captain Yan, why do you get up so early every day? You are the first to go and the last to return to the entire planting team."

Yan said with a simple smile: "It's cool in the morning, so you can do more work. There was a flood a while ago, and the vegetables were drowned, but the grass grew even better than before."

"Pull the grass in the morning, and when the sun shines at noon, it will die, and the newly planted crops will grow faster."

"I don't have any skills, and I can't fight. If I can't even grow the land, I will be too sorry for the tribe."

Yanxu chatted with the guards, then continued to carry the stone hoe to the field.

The soldiers of the guard team looked at his distant figure and sighed: "Yan is a real person! No wonder the leader asked him to be the captain of the planting team."

At this time, a gust of wind blew, and it was a bit chilly.

"Strange, why does it feel much colder than usual this morning?"

The guards muttered, but they didn't care, because the weather was better, and after the sun rose, it would definitely be hot again.

The sun gradually rose, and today's sun was so hot that the air was distorted by the sun.

On the altar, the Totem God suddenly woke up. He felt as if something big was about to happen, but he couldn't predict what it was.

"Is there an enemy coming to attack? It doesn't look like it!"

The totem god hesitated for a while, and asked Qingzhu to tell the people of the Mang tribe to be more vigilant, but he didn't say what it was.

Under the reminder of Qingzhu, the members of the Mang tribe raised their defense levels. Chen Bei rode a flamingo around the tribe, but found nothing unexpected.

"What exactly is the threat that the totem god said?"

Chen Bei couldn't figure it out, and couldn't find the source of the danger.I had no choice but to return to the tribe and ask everyone to be more vigilant so as not to change.

At noon, the sun was even more intense, as if it was going to roast everything on the ground.

The Mang tribe was ready to fight, but they still didn't find any danger coming.

Everything is calm.

Could it be that the totem god's premonition was wrong?Standing on the city wall, Chen Bei thought a little depressed.

After lunch, however, something went awry.

"Moo!"

The group of rhinos grazing outside suddenly rushed into the shed. After entering the shed, they all hid in the corner and huddled together, as if they were frightened by something.

Then, the breeding area was completely messed up.

Countless livestock banged on the door restlessly, as if they wanted to escape.

The wolves of the tribe are hiding in the corner of the house.Crazy shouted.

The colorful pheasants flew around, some hid in the woodpile, and some hid in the house.

There are also red ducks in the river, flying back frantically.

Outside the tribe, the animals in the forest are also fleeing frantically, looking for places to hide.

The whole tribe was in chaos, and everyone panicked, as if a catastrophe was coming.

"Could it be... Could it be a natural disaster?"

After all, Chen Bei is more knowledgeable than the people in the tribe. He knows that the instincts of these animals are much stronger than humans, and they can foresee some natural disasters in advance.

"No way? There was a flood just now!"

Chen Bei walked back and forth restlessly, he looked at the sky, the sun was still very fierce, even more vicious than usual, it didn't look like it was going to rain.

Chen Bei thought of the earthquake again. The current situation is very similar to the signs before the earthquake.

If it is really an earthquake, it cannot be resisted by manpower at all, and there is no place to hide.

in various guesses.Time passed bit by bit, from noon to afternoon.

Suddenly, large, very thick clouds floated in the sky.

This kind of cloud is different from ordinary clouds. It is white above, but dark clouds below. As the clouds gather, dark red appears in the center of the thick cloud layer, and light yellow appears on the edge of the cloud layer.

Looking at the clouds in the sky, Chen Bei suddenly thought of a certain possibility, his face changed drastically, and he said in horror: "Could it be..."

"Boom!"

In the cloud layer, suddenly there was a violent collision of lightning, and the thunder was deafening, but the lightning only shone in the cloud layer and did not strike downward.

After the cloud layer accumulated a terrifying amount of energy, it suddenly exploded!

"Boom!"

An ice ball the size of a pigeon egg suddenly hit Chen Bei in front of him, and Chen Bei's face immediately turned pale.

"Everyone, get inside the house!"

Chen Bei yelled hoarsely, and ran towards the nearest house while yelling.

"Clap clap clap..."

Hailstorms fell from the sky, like countless stones falling from the sky, smashing the heads of people and animals, and the weaker plants were directly smashed.

The whole tribe was in chaos in an instant, everyone was crying and looking for places to hide.

"Don't let people live!"

Chen Bei ran into the house and looked at the hailstorm raging outside. He knelt on the ground and roared hoarsely, feeling desperate for the first time!

(End of this chapter)