Reflect the world

Chapter 248 Not enough food (Part [-])
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The heavy stone tripod was smashed heavily on the ground, splashing countless dust.

"Passed, next one!"

In front of Shi Ding, a five-year-old child smiled happily.

And the other child, who was missing a front tooth and covered in the fur of an unknown beast, walked under the stone tripod, bent down skillfully, and picked up a huge tripod foot.

"Haha!"

With a loud shout, he lifted the thousand-jin heavy stone tripod over his head. In order to show his strength, he took a few steps forward, winked at the little friend on the side, and then threw the stone tripod on the ground.

The patriarch who had been watching from the side nodded in satisfaction, kept stroking his gray beard, and sighed, "I'm really old."

Pilingbao's eyelids twitched, seeing the black stone bowl held in the patriarch's left hand, he couldn't help trembling.

The black stone bowl can be regarded as the treasure of the Pi tribe. It can refine various spiritual objects and turn them into various powerful treasures that purify the blood.

It is the most precious thing in the clan. Although it has not been used many times from the beginning to the end, after all, there are still very few spiritual objects in the world.

When the tribe was at its peak, it was still qualified to collect all kinds of elixir from the wilderness. When it gradually declined, the psychic objects were insulated from the Pi tribe.

The black spiritual bowl was naturally useless, and the patriarch hadn't taken it out for an unknown number of years.

Pi Lingbao's memory of this black spiritual bowl was still when he was a child. At that time, he climbed on the head of the patriarch to make trouble, but the black spiritual bowl fell down and almost killed him.

It was only later that he realized that the black spiritual bowl weighed at least one hundred thousand catties, and it could be regarded as the treasure of the town clan just by its weight.

Pihu stood with his chest folded, making his pectoral muscles more obvious, which could make women feel ashamed.

He looked at the brats carrying Shi Ding over their heads one by one, and his eyes were filled with relief.

"Their generation is very promising. Everyone has met the requirements for getting started with the Ant Emperor Law. There are some things in the tribe that need to be changed."

As the current leader of the tribe, most of the prey is hunted by Pihu's hunting team. He has the highest power in the tribe except for the patriarch.

The old patriarch stared carefully at the group of playful brats, but seemed a little hesitant.

"Your ideas are too radical. Each of these children's strength exceeds [-] jin, reaching the standard of the first level of the Ant Emperor's Law, but their minds are immature, and they cannot be thrown into the wilderness directly..."

"But it won't work if this continues, won't it? With their energy and blood, they consume a huge amount of food every day. If this continues, the tribe will not be able to sustain it."

Pihu directly interrupted the old patriarch's words.

Half a child, it's not just talking about eating me down.

Now these bear children can eat one by one, and their food intake is no less than that of the adults in the tribe, and it is almost the same as the group of people in the hunting team.

The same is true of the women in the tribe who have always been weak. Everyone's strength is soaring, but the corresponding appetite can also make people speechless.

For the big tribe, everyone in the tribe has the strength of the first level of the Ant Emperor, which is a great joy, and it is excellent for the improvement of the strength of the big tribe.

But for small tribes, they have to face a cruel fact that there is not enough food.

The winter food that was originally prepared for the entire tribe was almost exhausted in just one month.

Every day the hunting team needs to go out to hunt, and it can barely survive by looking for prey when the prey is scarce in winter.

But now this situation is about to reach its limit, with fewer and fewer prey, but more and more big-bellied men.

Now everyone in the tribe has a group of hazy chaotic lines in their bodies, which is the symbol of the Ant Emperor Yizhong.

But most people didn't go to the wilderness to choose the beast that suits them and fuse their blood.

There are a lot of children under the age of 14 in the tribe, and those women who only collect wild fruits around the tribe are also wild and sturdy, and dare to fight with beasts.

But they don't have enough experience in this area. They also learn hunting techniques in the tribe, but they are more used to guard against small beasts such as the Howling Moon Demon Wolf that raids into the tribe. They have no experience in going deep into the wilderness at all.

"Ridingly letting them go deep into the wilderness is completely making them commit suicide..."

The patriarch looked vicissitudes, and the laughter of the children in the tribe was loud and clear. The innocent and pure smile made his heart faintly twitch.

He saw an eight-year-old boy put a piece of grilled meat into his younger sister's mouth. The younger sister ate it deliciously, but he couldn't help swallowing.

He couldn't help looking away, the food in the tribe had begun to dry up, and even the food for many children was not enough.

"Letting them stay in the tribe is just a slow death. The hunting team is not full of people, and it is already difficult to maintain it. If it is dragged to the end, the whole tribe will eventually disappear into the wilderness. Because of hunger, they are forced to die Now, everyone needs to go to the wilderness to find food."

"That's when the real cruelty is. Taking advantage of the opportunity to choose now, the food can last for a while, and we still have time to discuss here..."

Pihu's face was cold, he also saw that pair of brothers and sisters, and now the burden of the whole tribe was on him, making him more painful.

He looked at the group of brothers and sisters, and murmured: "When the time comes, such children will also venture into the wilderness and use their unskilled hunting skills to fight wild beasts. The result will only be more tragic."

"What are you discussing?"

Tang Xuanming had just returned from the world of Fengyun, and he was still a little confused about the situation.

He was about to ask how the patriarch had raised his Pu Siqu snake, but he didn't expect to see Pihu and the patriarch discussing together with ugly faces.

Pi Lingbao, who was originally in a dilemma, was overjoyed when he saw Tang Xuanming approaching, and pulled him to explain the situation of the tribe in detail.

Pihu stood aside with a cold face, but he couldn't help staring at Tang Xuanming from the corner of his eyes.

The patriarch also looked at Tang Xuanming with slightly cloudy eyes, wanting to see what a good solution this descendant of the suspected royal family would have.

"Is there not enough food?"

Tang Xuanming frowned, but he didn't feel too embarrassed, and asked back.

"How is the blood oat planting going? Has the second batch of seeds been planted?"

Pihu and the patriarch didn't answer, but Pi Lingbao, who was in charge of this aspect, nodded and said: "All of them have been planted. According to your request, the open space beside the tribe has been completely opened up. spirit."

When it comes to blood oatmeal, Pilingbao is very happy and energetic.

(End of this chapter)