In the early morning, the sun spreads down, the dew evaporates quickly, and the air becomes hot.
"YoYo……"
With his head held high, Mr. Deer led his increasingly larger group out of the deer pen and headed towards the vast world outside...
The sun was scorching hot, and the cicadas were chirping annoyingly everywhere.
The grass root who stayed under the tree and wore a random grass ring looked up at the tree that seemed to have nothing, and gritted his teeth in annoyance.
At this moment, he only regretted that he did not have wings. Otherwise, he would have caught all these noisy and annoying things in the tree, roasted them on the fire, and put them all into his mouth.
After looking at it for a while, he once again looked at the area in front of him, which was not very open due to the arrival of summer and all kinds of trees growing branches and leaves.
It was still quiet there, and occasionally some birds would land, look for some insects and ants in the grass, and then flutter away again.
There is no really cool place in summer. Even in the shade of a tree, with nothing but a few leaves on my body, I was still sweating on my grassroots head.
Most of it is because the weather is really hot, and part of it is because of my impatience.
That caused him a lot of harm, and almost killed the deer in their tribe. Since that time, he has never appeared again.
If it weren't for the fact that there were still some scars on his body that had not healed, he would have doubted whether it was an illusion.
Because of this incident, grassroots and several other people were ridiculed by people in the tribe. Many people said that they said this on purpose, hoping to attract the attention of the tribe to them. Otherwise, otherwise
, why did those deer appear once and then never appear again?
The vast majority of primitive people have not yet learned to be 'tactful', and it is this kind of straightforward ridicule and suspicion that makes people feel even more unacceptable.
Therefore, this herd of deer has become an obsession in the hearts of the grassroots.
He wanted to use his actions to prove to everyone in the tribe that he was not lying.
At the beginning, there were three other people doing this with him.
But after a period of searching and waiting, the group of deer still disappeared, and the three people stopped coming.
Even gradually, he started to laugh with others and still persisted.
Of course, due to survival reasons, he had to hunt with the tribe every day, so it was impossible to stay near this sad place every day.
We only come here when the weather is hot like now, or when other tribes don't hunt much.
“#￥￥…”
After waiting for a while, I felt that the weather was no longer so hot. Cao Gen muttered to himself, sighed, and prepared to get up and leave, returning to the tribe.
Because when he left, the leader of the tribe had made clear instructions that when the weather was cooler and people had more strength, they would need to go out hunting.
"Wow..."
As the blades of grass swayed slightly, the grass roots that had just stood up immediately squatted down again, looking straight at the not-so-empty place, showing intense disbelief and surprise.
Following his gaze, I saw a deer that was larger than the other deer. It was walking in the grass that was not too high. From time to time, it would lower its head to eat a few mouthfuls of grass.
Behind it, followed a larger number of deer of different sizes.
They walked and grazed leisurely, like a group of elves, and as unreal as a wonderful dream, they appeared in front of them inadvertently.
Cao Gen quickly confirmed that this was not a dream, because among the deer that suddenly appeared, he found the wolf that had left a deep impression on him.
This made his heated mind calm down a lot, and he gave up the idea of rushing out to hunt these deer alone.
Not to mention the deer's extremely strong running ability, he might not be able to catch up with even the smallest deer on his own. He couldn't handle just the six wolves that didn't eat deer but hung out with them all day long.
.
He paused here for a while, then quietly got up and made the decision to go to the tribe to report the news, and then come with the tribe to surround and kill the herd of deer.
In this way, not only can the tribe get enough food, but they can also prove to the tribe that they are not lying, restore their image in the tribe, and become proud.
Caogen thought like this, looked at the group of deer from a distance, and quietly got up...
"￥%#￥!"
Under the sun, a group of bare-chested primitive men and women holding weapons in their hands came from a distance.
Except for the animal skins or leaves randomly wrapped around their waists, there was nothing else on them.
In their hands, they held simple weapons made of common materials such as stone, bone, and wood.
These weapons are not as tough as the fangs and claws of ferocious beasts, but they also make them, who have no advantage in all aspects, become a member of the hunter group.
Let them have the strength to fight against those ferocious beasts.
As they walked forward, the person who looked like the leader was still cursing the grassroots who were not doing their jobs properly.
They had said that they would go hunting when the weather got colder, but he actually didn't go back yet. He was just obsessed with the deer that no one else had seen except him and three other people!
Because of this herd of deer, his tribe almost didn't survive last winter, and now, he is still obsessed with the missing deer!
This made the leader and everyone else in the tribe very angry, including the three people who had shared hardships with the grassroots.
They came here today just to teach the grassroots a lesson, so that he should not do his job properly. If he is still so stubborn, they won't mind eating him when winter comes again.
In such a mood, they kept approaching the land that had brought misfortune to their tribe and made them reluctant to come.
"%￥%￥!"
When Cao Gen got up and was about to quietly rush to the tribe to inform everyone, everyone who wanted to teach Cao Gen a lesson and then go hunting elsewhere stopped in their tracks when one of them shouted in disbelief.
He stared blankly at the open space.
deer!
Lots and lots of deer!
What the grassroots said turned out to be true! There really was such a large herd of deer!
After everyone in the tribe was stunned for a short time, a strong surprise suddenly enveloped them completely!
"&*￥!"
Some people made excited noises, gripped their weapons, and were about to charge towards the group of deer, but were stopped by a leader-like person.
He had hunted deer before and knew that these guys could run very fast.
The distance is still too far at this time. If they rush over rashly, the deer will definitely find it in advance and then run away. They may not be able to catch a deer!
The leader thought for a moment and made an arrangement based on many years of hunting experience.
The seventeen or eight people around him slowly dispersed, and through the hidden expressions of the grass and trees, they slowly approached the unsuspecting group of deer...
