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In this way, after staying in place for a while and not finding any danger, the people of the Green Tribe, who were carrying and holding a lot of things, felt relieved.

Looking at the column of smoke that didn't mean to decrease, but became more and more dense, the leader of the Green Tribe suddenly sighed.

He looked at the clansmen carrying big and small bags, and his expression became even more melancholy.

"#￥@#4%!"

He turned his head and said to the people behind him, then turned and walked back.

"￥%!@&"

Someone asked out his doubts.

They were extremely impressed with that wealthy neighboring tribe.

After participating in the happy meeting in the past, the people who often appeared in their dreams were people from various other tribes, male or female.

This year is very different. After the happy meeting is over, what appears most in their dreams is the thing that is burning on the fire, which is the same as but different from stone, and is called pottery.

Of course, in the pottery in the dream, there is always steaming and delicious fish soup that can't be finished.

Sometimes there will be two thin sticks, which are called chopsticks by the neighboring tribes. They hold them in their hands, but they can't hold delicious food. Many people are screaming anxiously because of this, finally woke up...

After such a long time, the magic of pottery and the deliciousness of fish soup have not disappeared with time, but have become more clear and profound.

In the past, there was always not much food in the tribe, so they had no choice but to endure it. Now that autumn has finally arrived, the food has finally increased. They were itchy and suffering, and they couldn't wait to bring the food and set off for the rich tribe. , For this reason, the time for hunting and gathering fruit was also given up.

After walking for such a long time, it was finally time to arrive, but the leader wanted to take them back, so they were naturally reluctant.

The leader of the Green Tribe stopped and looked at the reluctant crowd.

He was also reluctant to go back like this.

The people in the tribe craved pottery, craved good food, and so did he.

These days, he used the pottery bowl he bought back from the Qingque tribe, imitating the Qingque tribe, and put it on the fire with stones, and cooked food.

It's just that no matter how you do it, the taste is much worse than that in the neighboring rich tribe before, even if he puts the fattest meat in it.

After thinking about it, and after many attempts and still the same, he attributed the problem to the fact that the pottery he used to cook the food was too small.

After much deliberation, he finally made a decision to come here with food and exchange the larger pottery back.

It is best to replace the pottery that the neighboring tribe used to cook food, so that your own tribe can also make delicious food.

Thinking of eating that delicious food every day in the future, the leader of the Green Tribe couldn't help but be filled with joy and anticipation. There will be saliva in his mouth, and he needs to swallow it so that it won't flow out.

just now...

He looked at the thick smoke column, with deep helplessness in fear, as well as regret and sympathy for what happened to that powerful tribe.

He remembered the road clearly, the place where the thick smoke column rose was the residence of that rich tribe!

The scale of this smoke column far exceeds any smoke he has seen before, and from such a distance, he can smell the smell of burning firewood. He doesn't need to think about the ending of that tribe, how miserable it will be.

"%#^&#@~"

Pointing to the thick smoke column, he explained to the tribe that the wealthy tribe was suffering a disaster, and that it might never exist again.

When everyone in the Green Tribe heard this, they all showed expressions of horror, rejoicing and regret.

"@4!%~￥"

The person who called the leader of the Green Tribe to ask the reason just now had a different reaction from others. After thinking for a while, he spoke again, put down the things he was holding, and gestured to express.

After the leader of the Green Tribe figured out what this person meant, his eyes suddenly lit up...

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"#@*&!"

The leader of the Green Tribe pondered for a while, and the worry on his face was finally gradually replaced by more and more joyful expressions.

With a smile on his face, he patted the shoulder of the person who had just spoken vigorously to show his appreciation and encouragement, then turned his head and looked a little excited to announce his decision to the rest of the tribe.

The leader of the Green Tribe walked around a bush in front of him with a weapon, excited and cautious, and approached the place where the smoke column rose.

As he walked, he thought about what the man from Cai tribe said just now, and the more he thought about it, the more he felt it made sense.

The pottery holds the soup and burns it on the flame. No matter how it is burned, it will not be broken. This is what he has seen and practiced.

Then if the nearby wealthy tribe catches fire, the pottery inside should not be burned.

In this way, wouldn't he be able to get pottery for nothing?

Thinking of the large herd of deer in the rich tribe, the leader of the green tribe became even more enthusiastic. It would be great if he and others could get some deer from here and bring them back.

Also, the big-ass consort next to the tribal leader better stay...

The leader of the Green Tribe became happier and more excited when he thought about it, and the fear of the fire soon faded away from the great benefits that followed.

But his excitement didn't last long.

"#@*^!"

The branches and branches that were always dangling back and forth in front of my eyes disappeared, and my vision suddenly became wider, and I could see everything in front of me clearly.

That strange 'mountain wall' piled up with mud became even taller, and it stood there quietly. Although it was still far away, the leader of the Green Tribe could feel the oppression from it.

The thick column of smoke did not rise from the strange, circled 'mountain wall', but on the side of the mountain wall.

As he got closer, he could already see the huge flame rising from under the thick smoke column, and a large group of people standing beside the flame.

Seeing this completely different scene from what he had expected, the leader of the Green Tribe was stunned for a moment, feeling greatly disappointed, he couldn't help but yelled for a while to vent his dissatisfaction .

At this moment, he suddenly had the urge to lead someone to rush over and light some fire behind that strange mountain wall.

In this way, they can get a lot of things.

His thoughts were soon shattered, because the people standing on the strange mountain wall had already discovered their existence.

The yelling warning was so loud that he could vaguely hear some of it here.

Those people who had been watching the flames not far from the sea of ​​flames started to take action one after another, some of them ran towards the entrance of the 'mountain wall' quickly, and some of them beat their chests and waved their weapons towards them. Shouts, warnings and demonstrations.

The leader of the Green Tribe looked at the number of people in the group, and then at the people he brought, and suddenly became a little scared, worried that the group of people who were obviously more than himself would rush over and fight them.