Ten thousand years of prehistory of elves

Ling shook his head slowly: "You have to protect the tribe, and you have to protect it."

Ling pointed to the stone under Grandpa Baidie.

"And I, I'm going to find Abba, and I'm going to find out the reason." Ling's body was old and stooped, but his voice was firm: "The reason for the destruction of the Zerg Tribe!"

Grandpa Baidie was silent, he knew his master's stubborn temper.

Objection is useless, this is a fact verified by countless leaders.

"Xiao Baidie, protect the tribe well. In the future... I will come back in the future."

Ling has been alone all this time, and has not looked for other men to be his partner, nor has any other monster partners, only Grandpa Baidie.

Although Ling was old and stooped, her body was extremely flexible and she ran down the mountain quickly.

But after reaching the foot of the mountain, she turned back and waved to Grandpa Baidie: "Little Baidie, wait for me to come back!"

It seems that he has returned to the innocence and purity he had when he was in the insect tribe.

Looking at the retreating figure under the setting sun, Grandpa Baidie’s eyes were firm:

"I will protect the tribe for you, Ling."

"I, I will always wait for you, wait for you to come back."

So far, it's over.

……

He Chen's vision went dark, and when he opened his eyes, he found that he was lying next to Grandpa Baidie.

He rubbed his head, then sat up straight, next to Xiaobai with worried eyes.

The memory of just now is still vivid.

He patted Xiaobai's head gently. Xiaobai immediately became happy when he saw that He Chen was fine.

"Baby..." Grandpa Baidie's voice was not as powerful as in the dream, but full of age.

He Chen came back to his senses from the memory just now: "Grandpa Baidie."

"Boy, this is the origin of the Green Worm Tribe." Grandpa Baidie stirred the single wing slightly: "As for the north... I don't know what it is, maybe it is a powerful monster."

He Chen nodded.

Humans shouldn't be able to do this, unless it's something about cultivating immortals and fantasy novels.

"So, get stronger as soon as possible, son." Grandpa Baidie got down on the ground after finishing speaking: "I want to sleep for a while... I'm a little tired..."

After a while, Grandpa Baidie fell asleep, his body undulating slightly.

He Chen glanced at the stone under it, but he couldn't see what it was. It seemed that it had never appeared in games or anime in his previous life.

Shaking his head, he decided not to think too much, and the boat would naturally go straight when it reached the bridge.

It's better for him to develop wretchedly as soon as possible.

There are so many elves in the Zerg tribe, so powerful, at least thousands of human beings, but they were all destroyed in the end, and only a few dozen people escaped.

With the green insect tribe's current thin arms and legs, this is simply incredible.

"Spirit...guard...I'll wait for you..."

Behind him, an unconscious murmur came from telepathy, and He Chen felt distressed for a while.

Because of the spirit, Grandpa Baidie has guarded the Green Worm Tribe for hundreds of years.

Just because, she said, guard the tribe and wait for her to come back.

……

After leaving the cave, it was already night.

He Chen breathed out, feeling his heart heavy.

There are only two witches in the Green Worm Tribe.

One is the spirit and the other is him.

And Ling had already gone to find the truth, and he guessed that he had probably died outside.

After all, humans are not mythical beasts.

Just like Grandpa Baidie, although he has inherited some Genesect traits, he is still not a mythical beast.

It also ages, and may even die soon after.

hundreds of years.

The spirit may be dead.

Now, all the burden is on him.

"It doesn't matter, just take one step at a time." He Chen shook his head and walked down the mountain with Xiao Bai on his shoulder.

I've been hungry all afternoon and my stomach is ravenous.

A bonfire has been raised at the foot of the mountain, and today's bonfire is raised next to the wooden house.

Because starting today, everyone will live in a wooden house, and the cave is used to store all kinds of food and tools.

The hunting team's harvest today was very good, and the number of prey they caught seemed to be two or three times that of before.

"It seems that the effect of being divided into two teams is not bad." He Chen thought to himself.

Divided into two teams, neither too weak nor too bloated.

And there appear to be no casualties today.

"Morning Witch!"

This was Wing calling him, beckoning him to sit next to him.

"No, Uncle, just call me Chen."

He Chen walked over and quickly waved his hand.

Others are fine, but Chi is his uncle!

"Chen" can be called Chen Wu, but "He Chen" cannot.

The traditional virtues of the Chinese nation are respecting the old and loving the young.

"That can't be done!" Chi stared: "You are a witch, and the leader should respect the witch."

He Chen was helpless.

After Grandpa Baidie's memories, he also discovered that the witch's status was higher than that of the leader.

"Chen, no, Chen Wu, I left you a leg." Di has a leg in his arms, which seems to belong to a coyote dog. He only dares to call Chen in private, and he can only call Chen Wu when there are other people.

As for the legs in the hands.

The most common species in this basin are coyotes and snake bears.

"Didn't I get the chopsticks..." He Chen realized something was wrong before he finished speaking.

How can this kind of barbecue need chopsticks!It's better to eat it directly with your hands, otherwise you only eat a few small pieces when you use chopsticks and everyone else eats a few taels of meat.

Stone bowls and wooden bowls are not very practical either.

Speaking of bowls…

"By the way, didn't you say to cook soup today?"

Only then did He Chen remember.

"It's cooked, over there."

Chi pointed to a bonfire not far away, and there was a stone pot beside the bonfire.

Chi said: "The water is not too hot, it can be cooked tomorrow."

amount……

He Chen smiled helplessly.

How can you cook it when you put it aside? This is not what Uncle Mao used to cook bark. It can be cooked slowly.

You are making soup!

"Oh, there is a long way to go!"

Thinking of the strength of the insect tribe, they almost developed farming technology.

But here, I can’t even make soup.

"Develop as soon as possible, develop as soon as possible." He Chen warned himself.

He taught the people, and set up a stone pot with wood, and there were several pieces of dried meat in it.

While Di watched He Chen teaching everyone, he had an indescribable feeling.

If he had the knowledge of future generations, he would know that He Chen's behavior of teaching people to plant, store water, cook soup, etc. was full of the sacred feeling of a sage teaching the world.

But Di didn't know, so he just thought He Chen was very powerful.

"It's a pity that there is no seasoning." He Chen estimated that primitive people ingested salt through the blood of elves.

He just drank a few gulps of coyote blood a few days ago.

Elves have salt in their blood, but the Horde has no salt.

Therefore, this pot of broth has no taste at all after it is cooked, but has a meaty aroma.

But other people are not as picky as He Chen.

The first smell of broth attracted everyone.

"Gudu."

Everyone put down the meat in their hands.

This barbecue is suddenly not fragrant.

He Chen picked up the wooden bowl, filled a bowl of broth, blew on it, and took a sip.

"call--"

After finishing the drink, he let out a sigh of relief.

Although there is no salt taste, it is much better than barbecue!God knows how much He Chen doesn't want to eat barbecue now.

"Do you want it?" He Chen smiled and looked at them.

The answer is obvious.

Then bowls of broth were poured out, and after a while, the pot of broth was finished.

After a while, everyone who had eaten and drank enough went to sleep in the cabin.

He Chen also returned to their wooden house with Di.

When I opened the door, I saw that the wooden house was covered with a thick layer of hay and nothing else.

I haven't had time to get the bed, table, etc. yet.

He Chen and Di walked in and sat down, feeling soft.

Lie down and let out a long breath.

He Chen suddenly asked, "Xiao Di, Xiao Bai, tell me, what is it that supports a person's life?"

I didn't have time to think about this question in my previous life, because it's important to make money from work.

In this life, after experiencing the memories of Grandpa Baidie, he suddenly became suspicious.

People are alive, why?

"Of course it's for eating!" Di said as a matter of course.

But after he finished speaking, he held his head, afraid of being knocked by He Chen.

He Chen smiled.

Sure enough, he is a foodie.

"Meh, baa."

Xiaobai: To live is to be where you are and where I am.

He Chen choked.

Gan, are you so moved?

He touched Xiaobai's head.

He continued to Di: "Besides eating, what else do you want?"

"Besides eating, of course there are babies!" Di hugged his head after speaking, but seeing that He Chen wouldn't hit him, he put his hands down: "I will also find a woman like Aunt Hua to have babies in the future! "

flower……

The woman whose arms are thicker than their waist...

"Ahem." Primitives have different aesthetics, so He Chen decided to change the question: "Xiao Di, what is the purpose of your life?"

Uh, no, no, what is purpose, this question is like a person is a villain.

But Di asked suspiciously: "What's the purpose of living? No! But do you have to die if you don't have a purpose?"

"Pfft." He Chen couldn't help laughing.

Dee didn't understand what was so funny about what he said, but he laughed too.

Finally Xiaobai also joined.

The two laughed happily together, and the laughter became louder and happier.

"That's right, we can't die."

He Chen laughed.

The pressure from Grandpa Baidie disappeared instantly.

People are alive, as long as they move forward.