"Great Wilderness Tribe? It sounds very exciting..."
"Why is it called Dahuang?"
Everyone is confused about the origin of the name, but they are quite satisfied with it.
He Chen stood upright and said in a low voice:
"There is a group of people who were born in the wilderness and rose out of ignorance..."
"On this land, under this sky, they braved the wind and waves..."
He thought that he couldn't use the insect tribe, because the limitation of the insect tribe was that it only had insect attributes.
In his vision, the future green insect tribe, or the wilderness tribe, must have various types and attributes.
He Chen's eyes were filled with vicissitudes of life, and he was ready to continue to stir up emotion, but...
"Morning Witch, what is ignorance?"
"That's right! And Dahuang is their mother, and they were all born from Dahuang? Who is Dahuang?"
"Why do you have to go through thorns? That thing hurts."
Everyone asked questions one after another, with puzzled eyes.
Gan.
You are so annoying.
He Chen slapped himself in the face: "Nothing, in short, the Green Insect Tribe will be renamed the Great Wilderness Tribe from now on, that's it."
After saying that, he sat down and drank the broth gloomily.
Thanks to him for making up an inspiring story, these natives are really annoying.
Everyone won't say any more, the name is the same whether it is changed or not, and it won't lose any weight.
If the witch says change it, then change it!
And it sounds great too.
After all, they are big! Everyone likes big ones, big prey, big tribes, big jobs, etc.
At the campfire, everyone was exhausted and exhausted, so they ate more meat.
"suck--"
Zi sat next to him, her little nose twitching constantly.
Di is eating meat happily.
Zhi and Ming seemed to be arguing about who killed more food and flowers.
Wings and Jian are discussing how to distribute the warriors and Badadie who have no partners.
Hua's aggressive eyes were always aimed at Jian.
Mao, on the other hand, looked refreshed and happy, as if his great revenge had been avenged, while his two assistants hugging him looked satisfied.
…
Looking at the scene in front of him, He Chen felt his heart calm down.
This is his tribe, his home.
"哆啷~"
Xiaobai also gave him a gentle nudge next to him.
Xiaobai: What are you doing, brother?
He Chen smiled and touched Xiao Bai's hard carapace.
Xiaobai was probably as tall as him sitting down. He Chen was now sure that Xiaobai was probably an elf with overlord-level bloodline.
Through summary and knowledge gained from other people, He Chen discovered that prehistoric elves were different from those of later generations.
Like Xiaobai, Dabai, and the Arbo monster in the south of the tribe, the Big Food Flower in the east and the Hakron in the preface.
In terms of body shape and appearance, it is slightly different from later generations.
He Chen assigned them a level in his mind.
The smallest one should be very small, even smaller than other ordinary elves, and is considered secondary.
People like Grandpa Baidie should belong to the ordinary level in terms of size.
Although those big food flowers are larger than ordinary ones, they are not very powerful and should be classified as elite level.
And the Harker dragons like Dabai, Xiaobai and Xu should belong to a better level of Overlord level.
Of course, Xiaobai's current size is almost the same as Dabai's, and the evolved Badadie should be even bigger.
And that Abo monster, which is so powerful that even Suicune and Grandpa Baidie are helpless, should it be above the overlord level?
Maybe it should be called... king level?
He Chen looked at Xiaobai and thought in his mind.
Secondary level, ordinary level, elite level, overlord level and king level, these are the classifications he has given to the prehistoric elves so far.
Of course, he also knows that this is just a rough classification of body shape and bloodline, and has nothing to do with strength.
Just like the ordinary-level Grandpa Baidie can fight against the Overlord-level being.
Innate factors are important conditions, but they are not decisive conditions.
"Dorlang?"
Xiaobai:Dude?
He Chen came back to his senses and looked at Xiao Bai with sudden curiosity: "Xiao Bai, how do you spin silk?"
He hadn't noticed it on the battlefield before, but now he suddenly remembered it.
The shell of the armored pupa is made of solidified silk threads and is very hard. How does Xiaobai spin silk?
"Duolang, Duolang."
Xiao Bai raised his body slightly, and a black hole suddenly opened in the protruding part between his two eyes, which was a bit like the air-conditioning fan on He Chen's car in his previous life.
He Chen suddenly realized: "So that's it."
He said, how can you spin silk when it is blocked by a shell?
Okay, okay, Mr. Darwin, please go back to the coffin first, it'll be fine.
After everyone finished eating, the people in the hunting team went to bed first. They were really tired today.
However, He Chen left two people to keep watch overnight, and one was responsible for supervising the tribe to prevent people from the Yellow Chong tribe from having evil intentions.
The other one is standing guard on Monument Mountain to prevent attacks by elves like Big Flower Eaters.
Tonight, He Chen had a rare dreamless dream, and he didn't wake up until around 12 noon.
Both Xiaobai and Di are gone, so they should go for special training.
The croaking frogs should communicate with each other at Big Cruelty. After all, laying eggs with water attributes seems to be in a group?
Zi doesn't know where she went.
After stretching, smacking his lips, and feeling his empty stomach, He Chen decided to have lunch first.
It's hot outside.
The people from the hunting team have already gone out, and Wing should have interspersed the people from the Yellow Insect Tribe hunting team with the Green Insect Tribe hunting team. It is estimated that four teams went out together.
It can be expected that today's harvest will be abundant, but of course, the consumption will also be great.
As usual, He Chen had to patrol the territory to determine the situation in various places.
But as soon as he arrived at the farmland, he frowned.
The farmland is growing very well, and even a few pieces of it are growing better with the flesh and blood of giant flowers.
but……
He Chen walked over and saw someone sitting there to rest: "Where is your team leader?"
The man saw He Chen and smiled kindly: "Chen Wu, the leader of our team went out and said he was looking for more seeds to plant."
He Chen nodded slightly: "In this way, you guys from the farm team will go out outside the fence and clear up wasteland at the place where we fought yesterday."
"Opening up wasteland?"
"Yes, we just need to get some more farmland outside."
Because the farmland is too small now!
There are nearly a hundred people in the Yellow Chong tribe, plus fifty Green Chong people. The fence at the foot of Monument Mountain is densely surrounded by wooden houses, and the farmland is like a small flower bed, reduced to a decoration.
"Open up a lot of territory outside, cut down more trees, and expand the fence further. By the way, remember to cut down not all the trees, you should know that."
He Chen is also worried about land desertification in the future, but at present, it is impossible for land desertification to occur in this kind of rainforest. It would be better to avoid flood disasters.
Leaving some trees behind can also be used as habitats for green caterpillars and unicorn beetles. The tree on the mountain has been broken.
In the future, there will be more and more elves, and it is impossible for them all to live together with people.
Moreover, there is a lot of farmland in the back, and all kinds of fertilizers will be smoked to death if poured on them.
Residences and farmland still need to be separated.
After giving instructions to the farm team, He Chen came to the orchard again.
A large area of tree fruit seedlings halfway up the mountain are growing happily. Spring is suitable for growth. In addition, tree fruits are different from ordinary fruits and grow faster.
After being watered with manure, the saplings are already more than one meter tall.
"It seems that the orchard also needs to be planned."
He Chen simply squatted down on the spot, picked up a branch and drew on the ground.
Divide the residential area, farmland area, combat area, etc. that he envisions.
But when he was about to think about it, someone called him.
"Morning Witch! The hair is ready! The wooden strips!"
He Chen raised his head and saw that the people calling him were two of Mao's assistants and women.
"it is done?"
He Chen's eyes lit up, he stood up and ran to Mao's cave with her.
There is a large stone pot outside the cave, with various vines and bark boiled in it. There are also many straw sandals hanging to dry outside. There is smoke near the entrance of the cave, which looks very poisonous.
The rock-type and grass-type tentacle lily looked intoxicated in the smoke.