Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

The old priest was very clear about the location of the altar tribe. Under his guidance, Lu Er and his party rushed in the exact direction for more than three months, and finally arrived at the altar tribe.

On the way to the altar tribe, Lu Lin found that the style of vegetation and habitat was slowly changing, and the temperature and humidity of the air also increased significantly.

The surrounding trees are becoming more and more towering, with straight trunks and huge crowns, and the density of trees is also much higher; the species of grassland animals are gradually decreasing, and they are replaced by jungle animals.

Lu Er feels that the climate here is more tropical.

Before getting close to the altar tribe, Lu Yan felt the unusualness of this "Mainland First Tribe".

The ground underneath was obviously artificially suppressed, and it was very smooth, and there was no mess of weeds, and it pointed straight ahead.

From time to time in the sky, you can see groups of birds and beasts flying by, and from time to time there are several swift beasts jumping out of the road, and when they see Zhan He Lao Ji, they take the initiative to say hello.

Seeing the horns almost exactly the same as Zhan, except for the hair and the color of their pupils, the patrolling orcs hesitated for a moment. One of them became a humanoid with a little excitement on his face and asked, "Is it a horn?"

Horn nodded, looked at this excited orc, thought for a moment, and guessed: "Are you a Dian?"

"Yes! I didn't expect you to remember me!" The orc named "Dian" smiled heartily and patted the horn's shoulder. "I didn't expect you to grow taller than Zhan!"

There was a hint of warmth in the corners of his eyes: "Long time no see."

Sitting in the car behind, Lu Er asked the old priest next to him curiously: "Sacrifice, are they familiar?"

"Well, when I was young, Dian used to play with the horns." The old priest looked at the orcs who had grown into indomitable warriors, and the scene of a few cubs playing and playing in front of them could be seen, and he sighed with emotion. " Time flies so fast!"

Dian already waved his hand to let the patrolling orcs leave first, and walked into the tribe with his horns: "Last year we heard that the priest was looking for you, we were expecting you to go home! Now we are finally back! Let's go back soon!"

Horn smiled, stopped moving, and pointed to the car dragged by the rhinoceros behind him: "My Asian beast is in the car, and I'm with him."

Dian glanced at the car behind him curiously-at a glance, he saw Lu Er holding the little white deer in the carport.

"Do you have a partner?" Dian noticed the little white deer in Lu Lin's arms, "There are more cubs!"

"Yeah." There was a slight color on the horns' cheeks. "Three!"

"The leader must be happy." Dian sighed heartily and urged, "Let's go back soon."

...

The place where the altar tribe lives is between a large jungle. The large tents are directly built with towering tree trunks as supports. The material of the tents is not pure animal skins, but is made of large palm leaves and finely woven straw ropes. Composition, mixed with some small animal plush.

Lu Lin speculated that it might be because the fur of large beasts in the jungle is not easy to obtain.

The population of the Shentan tribe was beyond Lu Lin's expectations.

Standing at the gate of the tribe, with solid wood walls on both sides, the neatly arranged tents in front of you stretched out to the end of the field of vision, and you could not see the sides. Orcs with fruits or dried meat in their hands came and went, in the tribe. It's very lively; some rely on tree trunks to build "castles in the sky", with many birds and beasts flying in and out.

What surprised Lu Wei was that almost all the orcs in the altar tribe held simple weapons in their hands, and they also had a trace of military temperament in their hands, which was completely different from the bulk of other tribes.

"The leader is waiting for you over there." Dian pointed to a tent.

The first time I saw Jiao's father and Mu's father, Lu Wei's attention suddenly changed, his heart was a little nervous, and his palms were a little sweaty.

This is his partner's biological father. Will he be dissatisfied with him?

Even if Horn kept holding his hand firmly, it didn't calm his mood completely.

Horn’s father is one head taller than Horn, almost two meters tall. His hair color and his pupils are exactly the same as Zhan’s. His face is full of wind and frost and swords. His eyes are as sharp as a knife, and he is not angry. Not tall, shorter than Lu Er, even at this age, he is very beautiful, his eyes are gentle, it is hard to imagine that it is "grumpy" in the corner of his mouth.

When he saw the horn, the middle-aged Asian beast was stunned for a moment, and then rushed forward and held the horn in his arms—or in other words, threw the horn in his arms, tears bursting out of his eyes, and his voice choked: "horn! My child !"

Jiao seems to be very uncomfortable with such a mom. He opened his mouth and patted him awkwardly on the back: "Father, don't cry..."

Lu Er noticed that the expression of the horns had become much gentler after seeing his parents, and the curvature of the corners of his mouth had also bend a lot.

Within half a minute of the horns hugging each other, the tall altar tribe leader coughed and pulled the horn’s father directly behind him, and said with some dissatisfaction: "Okay, the horns are not too small, don’t follow. Your father hugs and hugs."

This statement was a bit too familiar, and Lu Er suddenly remembered the scene he saw in the courtyard of the Redwood Tribe-holding three cubs in his horns, and seriously having a "conversation between adult orcs" with Xiao Lujiu.

It turned out to be hereditary.

Jiao’s father obviously didn’t think so, he glared at the Jiao’s father: "It’s up to you to hug me with my child!"

Jiao’s father's imposing manner suddenly became shorter for a period. The feeling of irritation and prestige just now was destroyed, but he refused to admit defeat: "Jiao has been running for so long, and he is already very tired-besides, he has a partner, you Aren't his partners upset?"

Jiao’s father paused, and muttered a bit unconvincingly. Finally, he calmed down, wiped the tears from the corner of his eyes, and looked at Lu Ning with a cordial look in his eyes: "You are the green ears, right? I am Changhe, Jiao. Father Mu, I have already heard about you from the war, welcome home."

Lu Er quickly and politely said: "Hello, I am Lu Er, I am glad to meet you."

He wanted to say a few more polite words. Chang He's eyes were already attracted by the little white deer Lu Ling was holding: "Ah, is this the cub of you and the horns? How cute!"

Changhe leaned over and teased the little white deer. The horned father looked at the little guy with gentle eyes, but he complained stiffly: "Why is it not a lion."

He gave birth to two lions in a row!

The middle-aged orc glanced at the horns and "hummed": "Horn, you have to learn from me, and gave birth to two cubs in succession."

At this time, the following Zhan entered the door, holding one in each hand. Hearing what his father said, he stretched out his hand angrily: "Here is a lion."

Jiao's father was taken aback for a moment: "Where did these two cubs come from?"

"It was Green Ear that gave birth to me." Jiao raised his eyebrows, looking at his father's eyes with a little provocation, "Lu Er gave me triplets in one breath."

Rao is such a big altar tribe, and I have never heard of any triplets that could be born safely. The leader was dumbfounded and subconsciously accepted Xiao Lujiu.

Xiao Lujiu sniffed the scent of the leader, feeling very kind, and bit on the leader's finger with a bite.

Lu Er was taken aback: "Little Jiu, it's impolite, let go!"

I heard that the lion orcs have extremely high self-esteem, and this is the leader of the altar tribe, shouldn’t he dislike small wine because of this?

Unexpectedly, the leader stared at the saliva flowing out of the little guy for a while, did not dare to move the posture of his hands, turned his head and looked at Changhe: "Changhe, the horns seemed to bite me like this at the beginning."

"Did you wash your hands?" Changhe put Xiao Bailu back into Lu Ling's arms, and turned to hug Xiao Lu Jiu, "Good boy, don't bite, he's not clean, and his stomach hurts!"

leader:"……"

...

After reuniting after a long absence, the family can finally calm down and talk about business after they have met one by one.

"You already have a way to counterattack the gods and punish the wasteland?" The leader was very surprised, and turned his gaze to the old priest for confirmation.

The old priest nodded solemnly: "Indeed."

"Can it be promoted to all tribes in batches?"

Lu Er also nodded: "Some things need to be made from us, but they are simple to make and easy to transport."

"That's great!" The leader stood up excitedly, paced left and right, then sat down again, "What should I do?"

"One is the life force, soak the fertilizer with water boiled from the hair of the horns, and then match it with the seeds that contain the power of spiritual water." Lu Ling briefly introduced, pointing to his spiritual water ring, "specific output Not sure, but it should not be low."

On the way here, Lu Er, Jiao and Lao Jijie discussed an important matter.

Jiao hopes that the old priest can conceal Lu Er's origins from another world.

"Why?" The old priest was a little puzzled, "the chief didn't tell him?"

"Father is the leader of the tribe, and the consideration must be more than family affection. He is a visitor from other worlds as well as the foreign race. As a leader, does my father have other considerations? The ring of water is so useful, does the tribe have special ideas? Can you guarantee these sacrifices?" Jiao looked serious, "I hope that only the three of us know the secret of Lu Er."

Put Lu Wei on the head of a god, and let the name of **** protect him.

The old priest fell silent.

The altar tribe can become the number one tribe in the mainland, of course, not only relying on totems, but also the painstaking development of generations of tribal leaders.

The process of tribal expansion is bound to be accompanied by conspiracy and violence, which is almost unavoidable in this world.

This is also Jiao's worry-he is confident that he can protect his sub-beast and cubs very well, but he does not want Lu Lin to live in anxiety all the time.

After a long time, the old priest looked at Lu Er and sighed: "Well, I will keep it secret for you for the time being...Look at the future development first."

The old priest promised that Jiao and Lu Er were naturally not only because of the friendship between them.

In fact, the old sacrificial priest himself faintly tended to Lu Er, a "guest" from another world who came to solve the divine punishment and alien race, is the real "divine envoy."

After receiving the oracle, he didn't tell anyone about the "souls from other worlds" for the sake of caution. He just wanted to wait for Jiao to tell Jiao alone after Jiao came back. Now there is no difficulty in continuing to hide it.

"Thank you for the sacrifice!" Jiao and Lu Er happily thanked each other, and sighed in relief.

Therefore, when Lu Yan faced the leader of the altar tribe, he only said that the ring of spiritual water suddenly appeared in his hand.

With a **** as the head, the leader of the altar tribe naturally has no doubt.

"Solving the wasteland of God's punishment can't be delayed, you have to work hard to prepare immediately." The leader thought for a while and said solemnly, "I will arrange for someone to help you immediately, and then quickly get to the edge of God's punishment."

Lu Yan came to the altar tribe for this matter, naturally he would not shirk off, nodded and agreed.

"There is one more thing, I will tell you in advance." The leader thought for a while, his face was slightly gloomy, and he carefully emphasized, "Nata ran away."

Nata would be one of the members of the alien race that was captured by the horns and the culprit race born by the gods. He was brought to the altar tribe by war before, and then used as bait after being tortured by the altar tribe, and wanted to capture a few more divine envoys. .

"Did someone rescue it?"

"Yes, nor is it." The leader recalled the weird picture, his face still not very good, "There were indeed many envoys at the time, but when they desperately rushed to Natta, they all died suddenly."

Lu Er was taken aback: "Dead?"

"Yes, a bunch of green things came out of their eyes and entered Nata's body, and then Nata became extremely tough, and directly broke the tendon we tied to him, and ran away quickly." He pursed his lips and emphasized, "I can't catch up."

The leader of the altar tribe, Jiao's father, can sit firmly as the first person in the altar tribe for so long, so the strength is naturally extraordinary.

This description made Lu Er feel a little bit cold.

——What is going on with that race of Nata?