It was okay if he didn't explain. Once he explained, Chi Yan looked at Lin Hai with an expression that said, "No need to explain, I understand."
That mean expression looks very unflattering.
laugh--
The next moment, the sharp spear pierced the ground around it, and the tip of the spear was completely submerged into the ground. Scared, Chi Yan immediately stopped his smile and forced a bunch of hair on his face to apologize.
"Thunder, thunder..."
Crackling——
A streak of blue-white lightning emerged from the spear, and the crackling sound startled it, but it heard the little one talking.
Moreover, the eye-catching thunder mark between the eyebrows is still glowing. It has the same mark as yours and can command your spear. This is already obvious, okay?
And he said it’s not your cub!
After scaring away this mean-spirited big cat with one look, Lin Hai had a strange look on his face.
Can little Tina still control thunder and lightning? So can she absorb faith?
If so, then he is creating a god.
He jumped down from the tree, picked up little Tina, and looked at the bright lightning mark between her eyebrows.
"Ahh..."
"Thunder, Tina, I like it."
Lin Hai looked at little Tina, who was so smart that she didn't look like a mortal. He felt that the mark he had brought not only his blessings, but also his wisdom.
In a certain sense, little Tina is indeed his descendant, after all, she inherited part of his abilities and wisdom.
But from a physical point of view, there is absolutely no similarity between the two people.
In the end, he didn't do anything, but looked at little Tina like an old father.
You know, a precocious man at his age has already been a father for several years. After all, he is already 25.
"Here." Lin Hai handed over the spear in his hand, and the happy little Tina hugged it happily and made a purring sound, very happy.
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A few more days passed, and after Lin Hai wrote down the 23rd day on his calendar, winter came that night.
The God of Thunder standing on the treetop looked at the quiet tribe below, then raised his head and looked at the pure white that covered the sky.
So, is it the power of God?
The transition between winter and summer lasts only a few hours, the sky is covered with clouds, and soon a heavy snow falls.
Covering up the tribe's surroundings, the world fell into pure white.
Lin Hai was like a god, holding a spear and letting the ice and snow submerge him.
He sighed softly, and the calendar had to be calculated again.
From today on, the goblin tribe will enter a new stage, a new stage worthy of being recorded in history.
The next day, the goblins who opened the curtain popped up their heads, then retracted their heads, hissed, struggled for a while, and put on two more pieces of linen clothes before they came out.
They walked down the rattan ladder proudly, and the cold straw sandals taught them a lesson.
hiss--
So cold.
It was right not to go out in winter in the past.
Ding ding——
Lin Hai knocked in front of his statue, making a crisp sound.
"Ahhh!"
"Ahhhh!!"
This is a daily goblin prayer.
Boom——
Boom————
The dull sound of footsteps sounded. It was three tree spirits coming over and arriving at the goblin tribe.
Lin Hai held a spear in his hand and asked several goblins to drag out a pile of flexible brooms, and directed the goblins to receive one each.
Let them clear the snow first, at least in the middle.
If possible, he would have it paved with stone slabs in the near future.
He only taught the goblins their original but unrefined skills, but did not forcibly change other aspects, except for cooked food.
For example, in his tree house construction, he did not teach the techniques of building houses on the ground in the hope that they would understand them on their own.
When one day they discover that living in trees is not as convenient as living on the ground, some smart people among them will stand up and be the first to build houses on the ground.
Swish--
The broom swept through the snow, and the sky and the earth turned white overnight, but there was not much thick snow, only about two knuckles deep.
The collective strength is great, but within ten minutes, the goblins had finished cleaning up, and it seemed quite easy.
Lin Hai directed a few goblins to take the brooms away, and he asked them to form a circle without politeness and let them run forward.
The first thing to do was physical training. He needed to keep the goblins moving throughout the winter.
Hibernation doesn't exist at all for goblins. In the past, they were just forced to curl up and consume less food.
But now that there is enough food, there is no need for them to hibernate.
"Ahhhh——"
"Ahh——"
The goblins of the goblin hunting team shouted slogans and showed a serious attitude.
The other weaker goblins also ran after him, and the half-grown boy goblin followed behind.
The young goblins who couldn't run yet were left in the tree house and refused to come out.
After several laps, all the goblins were so exhausted that they almost lay on the ground panting with their tongues hanging out.
Lin Hai was not disappointed. The little arms and legs of these goblins were doing well enough to survive until now.
Even if I have kept up with my nutrition in the past few months, I have not yet reached the stage of rebirth.
When a group of female goblins could no longer hold on, their god of thunder called them down, allowing the rather strong male goblins to continue running.
After two laps, only a few experts from the hunting team were still holding on.
Lin Hai waved his hand to ask them to stop, and then led them to the cleared woods.
There is a small sign hanging on it, which is a blackboard.
It had numbers from zero to nine written on it, and he planned to teach them from scratch.
Of course, you still have to eat something first.
The patriarch led two goblins into the warehouse, came out carrying bacon and fruits, and gave some to each goblin.
The three tree spirits were also rooted here, looking at the dotted blackboard.
"1, means there is only one."
Lin Hai stretched out his finger and said to the goblins.
The goblins were looking around, making a lot of noise, and showed no organizational discipline at all.
"2, this is two, one more than 1." After the changes in the past few months, the God of Thunder has become much more powerful.
Those who couldn't read deserved to be eliminated. The first ones to be expelled were a few lively and strong goblins.
Looking like he was running out of energy, Lin Hai kicked him out to patrol.
Then there are the imbeciles who are not very smart and are always weeding out imbeciles.
Lin Hai thought for a while and let them go without disturbing the others.
A week later, the results came out, and it was clear at a glance which gnomes could learn and which gnomes could not learn.
The elm heads were driven out first, and the last ones left behind were the baby goblins and young goblins.
There were six goblins in their prime, and one old goblin. Lin Hai was quite impressed with him. He was the one who delivered the goblins' babies.
The old goblin can be said to be the wise man of the entire tribe. He quickly understood everything and recognized everything from zero to nine.
Perhaps without him, the old goblin would find a smarter goblin to pass on his knowledge.