Fight,Primitive Man

The winter break is boring. After the ecstasy of giving birth to twelve God level warriors, the rock tribe fell into a step-by-step life.

In the cold winter, even the galloping boar began to hide and eat as little as possible, so the work of feeding galloping boar became easier and easier.

Lu and a group of children were training horned scale Mustang, but with the arrival of winter, horned scale Mustang has become more and more tired, less and less activity.

Little Jinmao found a very comfortable cave when it snowed for the first time, and began to hibernate in it.

The soldiers can't go out hunting. Apart from the usual training, they can only find something to fight with, try their strength, archery and so on.

Because it's really boring, even those intermediate soldiers have resources to join the training camp. Chu Dong appointed new advanced God level warriors such as tiechi, Lihuo and lengsong to give them systematic training.

The daily workload of ordinary barbarians is also greatly reduced. In addition to the work that can still be carried out, such as sewing leather clothes, making bone vessels, grinding stone tools and so on, even the smelting of lime and metal blast furnaces have been shut down and entered the winter break period.

As for those barbarians who grow sweet potatoes and pick wild fruits on weekdays, they have already begun to rest, and sleep longer every day.

The pairing atmosphere in the tribe is hot again. After all, in the long night, people who have nothing to do radiate their primitive instinct.

No matter how cold and snowy it is, it seems that it can't stop people's enthusiasm towards primitive instinct.

Sometimes, hearing a primitive groan from far and near, Chu Dong would be impulsive and try to extend his primitive instinct to yeluo in the same cave, but he always held back at the last moment.

Staring at the crocodile walking out of the cave in the sky for a night, he was a little distracted.

The starry sky here is so clear that the twinkling stars seem to be able to reach out and pick them off.

"Chu, can't sleep?"

It's Lin Feng.

Lin Feng is also one of the reasons why Chu Dong can't reach out to Ye Luo.

"Well, come out and see the moon. If ye Luo is with me to watch the moon, it would be perfect. "

However, today's moon is just a waning moon, it seems that because the stars are too bright, the moonlight seems a little hazy.

Lin Feng did not sit, but leaned against the cliff beside him.

Chu Dong looks at the night sky, but Lin Feng is looking at Chu Dong.

In order to find his sister, Lin Feng wandered on the wasteland for many years and met many people, but it was the first time for him to meet Chu Dong.

Chu Dong was just a young boy with a thick beard, but he had the wisdom and knowledge that ordinary young people could not reach.

It is clear that Chu Dong should be a fake wizard, but the amount of knowledge displayed by Chu Dong seems that only real Witches can possess, or even only great witches and even God priests can possess complex amount of knowledge.

How courageous and capable is a child to support a large tribe of nearly 5000 people?

In Chudong, it seems that the thing that can spawn 12 God level warriors in a short time, even the great wizard or the God priest may not be able to do, is just a matter of hand.

Everyone in Panshi tribe respected Chudong as a God. Even because of the existence of Chudong, some people had forgotten the man God, only knew that their God was Chudong.

Others can't understand it, but Lin Feng, who has rich experience and has experienced the journey to the temple of man, can see it clearly.

What Chu Dong took was a road against God.

Lin Feng still remembers that he saw a lot of murals in the temple of man temple, among which there were murals in which God cruelly treated those who rebelled against God.

The sky fire is raging, and the earth spring is gushing. Under the joint strangulation of powerful God worshippers and God warriors, the anti god people become headless corpses. The bloody and cruel picture has the holy brilliance and unspeakable strangeness.

At that time, Lin Feng remembers that his teacher, the veteran wandering God warrior, said that the murals were all facts and the achievements of the temple of man.

When the teacher said that, the tone was full of scornful irony.

And in Chu Dong's body, Lin Feng also seems to see the kind of disdain teachers treat man temple, it is from the bones do not agree with do not recognize do not feel.

But he, Chu Dong, just grew a beard under his chin.

"What are you thinking? So what's the ecstasy

Lin Feng felt that he could not peep into Chu Dong's heart. The child habitually wrapped his heart very tightly. Under the appearance of a big boy, there were layers of secrets hidden.

"I'm thinking that the people in the tribe are too energetic. It's not good to go on like this."

"What's wrong? If a tribe wants to develop, it needs population. Of course, it needs to do more activities at night. Your current population base is not small. It won't be long before you can have hundreds more people. "Lin Feng's words are joking, but they also poke a hidden worry in Chu Dong's heart.

"You're right. However, if you want to be rich, you need to have fewer children and more trees. If you have more children, it's hard to raise them like gold Gobblers. "

"Fewer children, more trees? Who said that? It's so weird. "

"There is a saying in our hometown that makes sense."

"Isn't your hometown Huotong tribe? It's interesting that someone can say that. "

Chu Dong didn't have any idea to continue to talk about "something interesting" with Lin Feng. He breathed heavily and watched the water vapor form a mass of cold air in front of his eyes.

"Maybe these guys should know something about etiquette, righteousness and shame."

"What is courtesy, righteousness and shame?"

"It seems that you have to join in the study."

Chu Dong grabbed a mass of snow on the ground, kneaded it into a snowball, and threw it far away, as if he wanted to throw away the pressure in his heart.

"It's a long way to go."

At dawn, Chu Dong asked people to call all the senior soldiers and above to a meeting.

The word "meeting" has been practiced by Chudong. Now the leaders of Panshi tribe and the chiefs of alliance tribe all know that it is a move of Chudong's collective strategy.

Chu Dong had prestige and was kind to all the tribal chiefs. He could say a word, but he didn't do that. He still adopted the way of democratic centralism. Of course, even if we explain democracy to these barbarians, it is nonsense.

When the chieftains of tieqishanyan arrived, they found that not only the senior soldiers but also some ordinary barbarians were in their seats. There was no room for them in the cave of Chudong, so the venue was moved to the open area outside.