Fight,Primitive Man

The soldiers' faces were livid, and they looked at Chu Dong's eyes. There was a moment of fear and shock, but they saw that the stone house had been temporarily out of danger.

The soldiers looked at each other and all stood up.

"Exchange my blood, my life for the life of the axe. The axe is a high-level soldier. The tribe can't do without it. I'll do it! "

"Son of a bitch, get out of the way. It's not your turn. I'm in my thirties. I've had enough to live. Let me do it. Chu, draw my blood

The soldiers were dignified, one by one scrambling.

Axe is not only the leader of the hunting team, but also the hope of the tribe.

Primary soldiers can be trained, and middle-class soldiers can be trained, but only a few strong soldiers can be trained. Every high warrior is the strongest warrior in the tribe, representing hope.

It's worth their lives!

"No, don't argue with me, neither of you. Chu, use Use my blood, use my blood! I owe him my life, and I'll pay him back. "

The young soldier, who had cried bitterly before, trembled.

Although the primitive world gave him a strong enough physique, his face was only 16 or 17 years old at most, and he was still a child.

"Chu, whose blood are you going to use?"

At this time, the chief came out with red eyes, like a wounded beast. Obviously, the five big and three thick steel chief also obviously understood Chudong's meaning wrongly.

In primitive society, it was fair to trade life for life.

Well

Chu Dong tilted his mouth. He wanted to popularize the knowledge of modern medicine to these primitive people, and told them that blood transfusion would not lose their lives. Just in front of the atmosphere precipitation, dignified frightening, Chu Dong is afraid that a bad will be crushed by them as ants.

What's more, not everyone's blood is OK.

At least need the blood type ratio can be good.

Without any modern medical test paper, Chu Dong could only use the most primitive method to judge.

I don't have time to observe any coagulation reaction.

"No, your blood is not good! Easy to produce hemolytic reaction, blind blood transfusion will only kill the axe. In this way, only mine can. I'm type O and can cope with most blood types. Now that I have joined the rock, I am a part of the rock. I'll save the life of the axe

Chu Dong did not hesitate to cut his finger skin, let the blood drop in the jar.

Damn, it's a big cut.

Chu East secretly scolded a, but on the face is a kind of impassioned expression.

Shua.

Everyone's face changed.

In their cognition, exchange transfusion would kill people. Chudong was just a lower class citizen who had just joined the rock tribe. He was only a little higher than a slave.

But now, he will save the axe with his own life.

What a selfless dedication?

The chief's face was Su Rong, and the slightest contempt in his eyes disappeared.

Looking at Chu Dong's eyes, there was only admiration and trust.

"Chu!"

Bang! Bang!

The chief hammered his chest heavily to vent his emotions.

"Chu, Chu, Chu!"

The soldiers also act, shouting Chu Dong's name, loud voice, over the clouds, a wave higher than a wave, and even a few soldiers in the constant high voice several times began to choke.

Well, a little bit of shame!

Chu Dong fled in the admiration of the chief and others.

Cut the casing and make the blood transfusion tube.

As for the needle is not, also do not need, Chu Dong skilled incision blood vessels, small casing poke in.

He watched his blood flow slowly into the axe's body along the intestine. The axe's face began to recover ruddy at the speed visible to the naked eye, and the pulse beat more powerful.

About an hour later, the axe opened its eyes.

Although still weak, but the long breath, and his rolling eyes, no doubt told the public, at the moment of the axe, no life is in danger.

"Axe, alive!"

The chief's voice was like thunder.

All the soldiers cheered, and even the worried tribesmen gathered outside the stone house began to cheer. Axe alive, on behalf of food, but also means that may be able to survive the coming dry season.

All the people were excited.

When the atmosphere dropped slightly, chieftain Ganggu solemnly went to Chu Dong. He put his fist on his chest and looked at Chu Dong. "Chu, you are the most amazing person I have ever seen. You saved the axe and gave him a new life. From today on, I'd like to give you the rock totem. You will officially become a member of my rock tribe, no longer a believer. "

"You Would you like to? "

This is a solemn invitation from the chief of Panshi tribe, which is totally different from the meaning of taking refuge. Every tribesman invited by the chief himself can get the highest courtesy in the tribe."I will!"

Chu Dong answered without hesitation.

I'm kidding. In this prehistoric era where even dinosaurs exist, even a high-ranking soldier like axe can't really protect himself. For him, joining the rock tribe is undoubtedly the best choice at the moment.

There are no unexpected answers.

The chief nodded with satisfaction. He patted Chu Dong on the shoulder twice, then raised his hands.

"Good, I'm satisfied. Today is the big day of my rock tribe. For the sake of Chu and the rebirth of axe, I announce that I will have a banquet today to celebrate, my warriors

"Party, party, party!"

The crowd was excited again.

The chief looked around and then gave a command. He left to prepare for the evening ceremony.

Everyone is busy.

In prehistoric tribes, the division of labor was very clear. The soldiers were responsible for hunting, and the old and weak women and children were responsible for some preparatory work, just like workers with clear menstruation.

Chudong once again felt the passion from the prehistoric rock.

Saving the axe is saving the whole tribe.

These busy tribesmen kept walking around in front of him, looking at Chu Dong's eyes, but they didn't disdain him as before, and they replaced him with trust and respect. Even the black faced woman who got up early and seemed to owe her 800 yuan showed a smile to him for the first time.

The black faced woman, Ma, is the leader of the tribal women.

"Thank you, Chu. I was not very polite to you before. Please don't mind. Thank you for your contribution to the tribe. You saved the axe and my child the bronze hammer. " Ma was a little embarrassed.

The child in her mouth is a copper hammer, the one saved by the axe.

To apologize?

"It's OK. Who would be wary of people who don't know what they are going to take refuge in? Ma, you don't have to mind too much. Besides, I'm fine now. The chief has promised me that I can eat meat. "

Chu Dong waved his hand happily, and his stomach was already hungry.

"Thank you, Chu."

Ma said with sincere gratitude.

In the tribe, soldiers are the absolute backbone.

If there are soldiers in a primitive family, it means food and self-protection. If there is a serious shortage of food and the tribe is about to enter the dry season, it means survival.

Chu Dong saved the axe with his own blood, that is, he saved the life of the copper hammer. Ma couldn't be too grateful.

"Chu, this is a little of my heart. Please accept it."

Ma looks at Chu Dong sincerely. "A piece of meat leg can't express all my thanks. I know it's not enough. But the bronze hammer is only a junior soldier, and the meat he can get is limited. In the future, the bronze hammer will repay you! "

Ma handed Chu Dong a piece of meat leg the size of a baby's arm, obviously remembering the exchange terms between the chieftain and Chu Dong.

She said, a little ashamed.

A meat leg, not enough to express the gratitude of hemp heart, but this is the limit that she can take out.

"This How wonderful

Chu Dong originally wanted to refuse, but his eyes aimed at the meat leg in Ma's hand, so he gulped and swallowed a mouthful of spit. How long ago, Dong Tiechu was hungry, but he didn't know how long he was hungry.

The meat leg is a little dry.

I don't know what to use to pickle and cook meat leg firewood, which is like an old garlic table.

Although Chu Dong didn't have much hope for the cooking skills of the primitive society, it was just the feeling of entrance, which was still spoiling Chu Dong's taste buds. If it wasn't for Ma's hard work, Chu Dong almost thought that the tribe secretly passed something to poison him.

More importantly

"It doesn't taste at all. How about hemp and salt? You didn't

Chu Dong swallows the food in the mouth difficultly and looks toward Ma suspiciously. But see hemp black face red for a while, she pinches the corner of the clothes, a very ashamed appearance.

"Chu..."

If you want to talk, you have to stop.

Chu Dong saw that he had said something wrong.