"Ah? How do you know..." Xu was surprised, and Zi Ye looked at He Chen strangely.
In Zi's understanding, there is no need to distinguish between southeast and northwest, the basin is just that big, but Xu is a complete idiot, and he can't even distinguish between southeast and northwest.
"The sun rises in the east, and the sun rises in the west. Do you know this?"
The two shook their heads, looking confused.
He Chen: "Don't you know? Okay..."
"To determine the direction, you mainly look at the sun, up, north, down, south, left, west, right, east. Your left and right hands should know it, right? So just by watching the sun rise and set, you can know the north, south, east, west, and north."
"Then what if the sun doesn't come out?"
"This needs to be compared with tree rings..."
…
After talking for about half an hour, Xu and Zi finally got a rough idea of the location.
"It turns out that's the west, so the north should be here."
Xu looked enlightened and pointed to the north.
He Chen felt funny.
Many elves, such as Suicune, may have an innate sense of the magnetic field, so they know the north, south, east, and west very well.
Of course, he was also sure that Zi didn't know how to tell the direction, but he still had a good sense of direction, while Xu was a complete road idiot.
"Then we'll set off first."
After knowing the direction, Xu smiled gently and stood up to leave.
"Wait a minute, Brother Xu."
Of course, He Chen stopped him.
Turn around.
"How about I show you our tribe." He Chen thought for a while and said.
Some of the things he invented from his past life may be helpful to other humans in this world.
In this primitive era, plants, fences and other things could help primitive humans to a great extent.
The stronger humans are, the better they can survive in this era.
Isn't it also convenient for him to unify later?
Unifying a group of elites is different from unifying a group of crooked melons and cracked dates.
Xu thought about it for a moment and then agreed.
"good."
He was also curious about some things about the green insect tribe.
"Let's go."
He Chen led the way, Zi was like a little follower, with a little fire monkey lying on his shoulders.
After leaving the wooden house, the air outside was a bit fishy.
The three fell silent.
Just after the battle, the surroundings seemed a little sad.
Chi and the others first went outside the fence and rummaged through the smelly green meat to find the bones of their tribesmen, brought them back and placed them on the ground in silence.
The people of the Yellow Insect Tribe were sitting on the ground one by one, waiting for their wings to be distributed, and the Needle Bees were also taking a good rest.
The corpses and skeletons of the Green Insect Tribe people are usually cremated.
When He Chen saw those mutilated bones, he didn't feel scared or disgusted, but felt deep sadness.
What is cruelty?
What is primitive?
This is it, human life is like grass.
He Chen stopped:
"Uncle."
Wing, who was sitting on the ground, turned his head and looked at He Chen.
"Uncle, bury all the tribesmen and Badadie who died in the battle. Bury them on the mountain."
He Chen pointed to the hill next to him.
"After it is buried, it is called a tomb, and a flat stone is inserted in front of it, called a stele. I will then carve on the stele and engrave words on it."
He Chen's tone was low.
"Writing will record and record the deceased person's contribution to the tribe and mankind in his life."
"His name will be remembered forever!"
Everyone was attracted by He Chen's solemn tone and looked at him one after another.
Even Qiu Hexu was a little moved.
Their tribe has never heard of these things, but they can feel that this kind of thing is important.
This thing is called text.
Xu looked at the low hill and suddenly asked: "What is the name of this mountain?"
What's it called? Of course it's the mountain of the Green Insect Tribe...
Everyone was puzzled.
He Chen immediately realized that this hill has no name yet! It can't be called Meteor Mountain, right?
name... name...
He Chen's eyes lit up.
"From now on, I will name this mountain -"
"Monument Mountain!"
"No matter how many years later, no matter who the owner of the mountain is, its name will be Monument Mountain!"
"This mountain records the struggle and struggle of us humans, our achievements and greatness, and our unyielding and self-improvement!"
"The flag of the Green Insect Tribe will always be planted on the top of Monument Mountain!"
Xu and Qiu looked moved.
Others stood up with serious faces.
And He Chen spoke again in a dark and solemn tone:
"I, the morning witch, name this mountain -"
"Monument Mountain!"
"Monument Mountain!" "Monument Mountain!"...
Although the surrounding Green Insect Tribe people didn't quite understand what it meant, the corners of their eyes got wet for no apparent reason.
Their mountains have names, and they can be remembered by others after they die.
This feeling is very strange.
Even those from the Yellow Insect Tribe were attracted.
"Can only people from the green insect tribe do it?" Zi asked.
He Chen knew what she meant, so he said: "Whether it's the Green Insect Tribe, the Yellow Insect Tribe or... the Giant Current Tribe."
With that said, He Chen read the preface.
"As long as humans have made outstanding contributions, they are qualified to be buried in Monument Mountain."
Although it is just a small tribe now, He Chen has great ambitions, so he first sets down the rules.
"All humans?" Xu lowered his head and thought.
The eyes of some people from the Yellow Insect tribe around them showed desire, which was a need that originated from the deepest human heart and longed to be remembered.
"Okay, uncle, you bury all the dead people first, and I'll take Brother Xu to see the tribe."
After saying that, He Chen made a gesture of invitation to Yi Xu, gesturing for him to follow.
"Brother Xu should already know about the wooden house. As for the pond..."
"The Juliu Tribe is right by the Big River, with plenty of water. We also live in wooden houses."
By the big river? There must be plenty of food! There are many water elves. I wonder if fishing nets were invented.
As He Chen walked, his thoughts were wandering. Of course, introductions were indispensable.
"This is farmland. Rice and millet are currently grown, and vegetables will be grown in the future..."
"This is an orchard, where all kinds of fruits are planted..."
"This is the culture medium..."
After going around for a while, it was an eye-opener for Xu.
"You are indeed special."
The preface hesitated to express his words: "Somewhat like our third-generation witches?"
As he spoke, he looked at Qiu.
Qiu nodded slowly, looking at He Chen no longer repellingly: "They are indeed very similar, sharp and intelligent."
As she spoke, she added: "Of course, the wisest one is the third-generation witch Tata, and you can't compare to her."
oh?
He Chen was a little curious: "Are you three generations of witches very powerful?"
"Of course, she taught us how to tame Warcraft and become partners with Warcraft. Therefore, the Jiliu Tribe became one of the giant tribes."
He Chen: "What are your three generations of witches called?"
Taming elves! This is very good, elves are the primary productive force.
"She? A great third generation witch, we call her the spirit witch."