Livestreaming the Hunt

Wang Kui rubbed his sleepy eyes.

As soon as he turned his head, Scarface lay on the wooden floor next to his bed, while Da Xiao, Batu and Lao He squeezed under his stomach, like a child eating milk, while lazily basking in the sun while shaking. The tail seems to be in a good mood.

He sorted his equipment, and turned on the recorder and drone.

In a short while, many viewers and fans who received the start-up push came in in the live broadcast room, which quickly pushed the popularity to more than one million.

【Finally you are here! 】

[What is Lao Kui? Didn't those Bantu people come to sneak attack last night? 】

[I heard that there was a tribal war in this live broadcast room yesterday? Come and have a look specially today! 】

[Yes, are you still playing today? 】

Wang Kui greeted everyone. Seeing that the Bantu tribe most cared about most of the water friends, he explained: "There was no movement last night. In fact, even if the Bantu people know the soldiers they sent The whole army was wiped out, and they didn't dare to fight over in a short period of time, because they would also be scared, and at most they would send someone over to check the situation secretly."

Get out of the thatched cottage.

His whole body was covered with gold clothes by the sun, and the tip of his nose quickly burst into fine sweat.

In the village, the Chagmies are driving Bantu captives to carry wood and build new thatched houses. Thanks to the tribe’s women who collect firewood, they can build another one soon as long as the foundation is laid. The thatched house saves a lot of time.

Seeing Wang Kui coming out, Kamata, Garu and others immediately put down their work and walked over, with smiles and admiration on their faces, and dragged him to a small thatched hut just built on the side of the village.

There was only one shelf in the house, on which was placed a flint spear, a spear projector, and a recurve hunting bow.

On the lower level, there are two huge wild boar skulls, as if they were being worshipped.

All the friends who watched the live broadcast yesterday know that the three items above are demo weapons made by Lao Kui himself, and the two masked wild boars that he hunted down below.

[666, these people really confessed Lao Kui? 】

[I guess they just don’t know how to carve, otherwise they would have put a real-life statue of Lao Kui on top and three incense sticks on the bottom! 】

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Not to mention the water friends, Wang Kui himself was confused when he saw this. He only cares about how his canoe is now.

The three of Kamata looked at each other, knowing that he couldn't keep him.

Back to the east of the village, the canoe had already been dragged to the sun.

After being roasted for a day and a night under the heat of heavy smoke and outer flames, the canoe is already black inside and outside, and the water in the wood has basically been smoked, the surface is carbonized, and the hull is shaped like an enlarged version of rice husk. It is about 6 meters long, 1 meter wide and 1 meter deep, and weighs more than 100 kilograms.

It is equipped with a two-meter long rowing paddle, which is made of planks and sticks. This is also the characteristic of the Congo rainforest canoe.

Because the flow of the Congo River is very horrible and the river is often bottomless, it is impossible to use ship poles and can only be rowed manually.

Wang Kui touched the hull with satisfaction.

Kamata greeted a few times, and Ulivi immediately offered a smoked wild boar leg.

He hadn't eaten in the morning, and they had been hungry. They had food delivered to the door, and of course they would not let it go.

After eating and drinking.

Wang Kui stroked a few strokes, indicating that he was leaving here.

Kamata asked Garu to help him drag the canoe to the side of the stream. When he reached the port, Wang Kui let Scarface get on the boat one by one, and stepped into the boat with one foot. He turned his head towards the primitive people and used them. The courtesy way of hammering a hammer in the chest, "I'm leaving! Go back!"

"Oh! Ooh!"

Seeing this scene, Garu suddenly led everyone to kneel down, beat his chest with his left fist, and screamed excitedly, as if to express his respect, and as if praying for Lao Kui, looking at the loneliness that was gradually going away. The canoe, his eyes are full of reluctance.

Maybe he didn't think of it himself.

A modern man who happened to meet last night will bring such an amazing change to his tribe.

On the creek.

Wang Kui slid the oars with both hands, and the bow of the canoe divided the current into two waves, and began to march towards the big river that had crossed the bank before.

Their position in the ship is based on Lao Kui Dao’s scar face behind, Big Cang, Batu, and Lao Hei in front. This is the most suitable for the breeding status of the ship. The ship can only run fast if the bow is higher than the stern. , It is not easy to be sunk by oncoming waves.

Wang Kui’s position is exactly on the back third of the hull, with one foot in the boat and the other on the side of the boat. "I press the stern face with the knife to make the rear more stable, so that the front It is easy to be manipulated and steered. The power plant of modern ships is also arranged at the stern."

"My current posture is actually a special way of controlling the boat in South America. I use my left foot to step on the side of the boat to accurately control the inclination and travel angle of the hull, but I don't recommend this operation for novices. It is easy to lose control. , Slammed the boat over with one foot, and even caused oneself to fall out."

The purple tactical diver card he bought from a limited-time merchant before not only gave him a strong ability to survive and rescue in the water, but also came with the professional technical operation of canoe and kayak.

[Good guys, veterans don’t dare to operate like you! 】

[Last time, I followed Lao Kui to climb the city, and now I have a very good time in the underworld! 】

Three minutes later.

Wang Kui finally sailed from the creek into the main river, which was the river he came over by boat at noon yesterday. The width of a dozen meters and the brick-red water split the dense jungle on both sides of the river into two, which is a bit scary. , This river ~www.ltnovel.com~ is like a cut in the Congo rainforest, and the blood is flowing from the jungle.

"When it comes to a slightly larger river, you have to learn to judge the water potential, because the rivers in the wild are not controlled by artificial dams and sluices. The water potential is very dangerous, especially the Congo River, which is not only deep, but also has various weird currents and whirlpools. Line, if one is not paying attention, the ship will sink and fall into the water. At that point, the gods will be hard to save!"

"The horror of the Congo River is enough to affect the differentiation of species. The same species on both sides of the river, because it hinders it, and even obvious regional differences, are enough to show how unfathomable the Congo River is, and even natural species cannot cross... "

Just as Wang Kui explained the horror of the river to everyone.

Suddenly, a cool breeze blew on his face. As there was no cover on the river, his face was hot and red from the sun, so he could clearly feel the refreshment brought by this cool breeze.

Because of this, Da Xi even raised his head and split his front paws, trying to fully let himself be blown by the wind.

"Something's wrong!"

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