Marvel: I hatched the Tenjin group

I don’t know what considerations this god had. Seeing that Lu En didn’t agree immediately, he actually said that we could talk for the first time.

In the cave where the snake gall flower was planted, she told the origin of this plant.

3000 years ago, a certain cosmic demon god came to this planet and was enshrined in the form of a giant snake. After his death, his blood spilled onto the earth, giving birth to extraordinary herbs that could give people power.

Rune was secretly shocked. This level of prowess was much higher than that of the Asgardian gods.

"Only the twelve snake gods born from the corpse of the demon god can take the snake gallbladder at will." The woman's face was cold and arrogant, "You should have seen the side effects."

Lu En was not sure whether this was an excuse by the other party to increase their leverage. He only knew that if the doubts were not eliminated, he would not be able to cooperate with confidence.

"You don't hate me?"

"Of course I hate it, how dare you kick the great snake god..."

"That's not it." Lu En slapped his head, "I destroyed the tribe that believed in you, don't you hate me?"

Why can't I forget that kick?

This god seems a bit narrow-minded...

The woman's face returned to calmness: "Those who are not firm believers will die."

She then made a request, needing a tribe with a constant supply of warriors.

Lu En remained calm, but his thoughts began to change.

Need a mortal warrior?

Is it because God cannot interfere in the world, or...she is strong on the outside but not as powerful as she appears?

He tried to counteroffer: "I am still the leader of the tribe, but I can give you a strong team."

But in this era, there was no concept of elite soldiers. Numbers were the last word.

The woman frowned predictably.

"Don't refuse in a hurry. This team is absolutely loyal to you and is not afraid of death." Lu En's voice was bewitching. "Even if they are captured, they will not surrender. Instead, they will shout "Long Live the Snake God" and then commit suicide.

The woman's eyes gradually brightened as she listened.

But she realized that she was a god, so she just nodded reservedly.

The two hit it off, and it happened that Rune also needed soldiers to deal with the increasingly complicated situation in the jungle.

"By the way, what kind of snake are you?"

She hesitated and said, "Coraeus."

"So, can you give me some of your saliva?"

The snake god slowly typed a question mark?

……

The cold wind blew through the open space, and even though he was wearing several pieces of fabric, he couldn't help but shiver.

"Exit!"

The trembling soldier was pointed out, and walked aside with a bitter look on his face, and began to do the push-ups he had just learned.

The concept of an elite soldier is broad, and these primitive people had much to learn.

But there is no doubt that prohibition is the most basic of them.

Even though many people don’t understand the point of standing there in the cold wind.

Patch passed by once and sneered when he learned that Luen wanted to train ordinary people. How strong can he beat me?After a few glances, he went to look for the shy girl again.

The snake god's real name is Yinchuan. She doesn't understand the meaning, but she is full of curiosity.

With a god staring at him all the time, Lu En couldn't relax, but the memories of the training plan quickly diverted his attention.

In addition to increasing discipline by standing in a military posture, he occasionally made unreasonable demands.

Those who refuse or question will be punished.

Those who obey are praised.

That's right, whether it's the prospect Luann described or this training plan...

All come from Hydra!

Unreasonable obedience and deep-seated fear are the root of Hydra's endless existence.

Although this is prehistory and there are no brainwashing machines, the theories are the same.Even the hydride needed to commit suicide can be replaced by Yinchuan's venom...

Hydra looks for people with unfortunate childhoods, and Rune... doesn't even have to look for them.

Before people in this era met him, there was basically no happiness at all.

Therefore, the transformation process of these prisoners into soldiers can be regarded as a matter of course.

After several days of training, they all had cold eyes and stiff postures, which made Party A Yinchuan very happy.

Coupled with the freshly made copper spears and leather armor, they looked extremely majestic. Most of the tribesmen also knew that with such a powerful team, they would feel more secure on weekdays.

There were even young tribesmen who wanted to sign up, but luckily Lu En stopped the idea in time.

Just kidding, these people are fighting for God, they can be called a suicide squad...

……

A snowfall announced the official arrival of winter, and the battle in the forest became more bloody and fierce.

But the Rabbit Tribe, located on the edge of the jungle, relied on its city walls and weapons to repel the invading enemies time and time again without much loss.

They were fighting life and death outside, but it seemed like they were isolated from the rest of the world.

In the biting cold wind, there was a tantalizing aroma of meat.

Although the house has been initially completed, it is more suitable for such collective activities to be placed in a cave.

More than 20 copper pots are lined up from the depths of the cave to the entrance. The charcoal fire underneath is burning, and the milky white soup base is bubbling.

About seventy tribesmen in grass skirts, including Patch, gathered around the pot, holding two thin wooden sticks awkwardly, waiting eagerly.

That's right, this prehistoric tribe is making hot pot together.

The cook had a lot of work today. He had to slaughter a cow and four sheep, cut the internal organs into pieces, and distribute them evenly to each pot.

After tasting the crispiness of tripe, no one is willing to suffer any loss in this aspect.

Lu En was at the slaughtering table, watching the cook clean the cow's stomach.

Although he was curious about the taste of cow dung hot pot, he was an inexperienced foodie. If he had to take the risk of eating cow dung... he might as well forget it.

"You go and eat, I'll just come here." Aman looked at the meat on the chopping board, his expression as usual.

After surrendering, he still had ambitions, but he was more self-aware. At least he couldn't satisfy his taste buds so thoughtfully.

He is only suitable for the outside world.

Winning is too easy these days, and I feel a little depressed.

However, he knew the existence of the grassland, and when the tribe set their sights outside the jungle, that would be the time for him to play a role.

"Brother Man, the meat is ready."

Aman nodded, picked up several large plates of raw meat and walked towards the cave with a smile. The tribesmen cheered again when they saw it.

Lu En dipped the meat slices in leek flower sauce made from ground wild leeks, and then wrapped it up in one bite. Because he was reluctant to let out the aroma, the hot air came out of his nose.

The tribesmen were fishing for meat and chatting nearby, looking at ease. They were not eager to eat from other people's mouths as in the past.

"I don't think anyone will freeze to death this winter."

"Yeah, I won't starve to death."

"Who would have thought that two months ago I could only lie down in the tribe waiting for food, but now, most people's straw sandals are knitted by me." An old man lamented, and other older people also agreed.

Lu En turned his back to everyone, looking at the branches with fallen leaves, without speaking.

He is actually a pretty lazy person.

Many things were only taught twice and then never done again. Fortunately, Amu and others were smart enough and didn't need to worry about it.

Snowy cave, copper pot shabu-shabu.

For a moment, he had the idea of ​​just staying in the tribe until he grew old.

But after thinking about it, I found it ridiculous.

With trump cards such as the Tenjin Team, he is completely capable of rebuilding modern society and experiencing all kinds of ultimate enjoyment that technology can bring.

Are you satisfied now that you wear an animal skin suit and eat hot pot without even having a sesame oil dish?

Even if he is content with the status quo.

If I don't offend others, they may not offend me. I still need to have the strength to speak.

Luen walked towards the team not far away.

Although they are still practicing in the cold weather, they have not been short of food these days, and they are all much stronger than before.

Looking at the entire jungle, only the food of the Rabbit Tribe can sustain those high-intensity trainings.

Yinchuan was overjoyed to see the warrior's appearance, but when he saw someone coming, he pretended to be disgusted.

Lu En put his hands behind his back and asked deliberately: "Why are you laughing? Are you satisfied?"

Yinchuan sneered twice: "That's it? How do I know whether they are loyal or not?"

Rune turned to the warriors and raised his voice.

"Who are you training so hard for?"

"Snake God!"

He answered neatly and loudly, not to mention Yinchuan was stunned, and the tribesmen in the distance cast their eyes.

Lu En glanced at Yinchuan, who was slightly shocked, and continued to shout: "Who are you serving in the freezing cold wind?"

"Snake God!"

“Who gave you food, clothing, and shelter?”

“Who gives you hope and leads you to eternal life?”

"If anyone is worthy of your life, who would it be?"

"Snake God!"

"Snake God!"

"Snake God!"

Yinchuan covered his mouth, his shock beyond words.

This process for dealing with leadership review can be used by even a 80- or 20-year-old veteran.Yinchuan has been sleeping for most of his life and has only been awake for more than [-] years. How can he resist flattering like this?

More importantly, this devout energy is different from those timid and snobbish believers in the past.

She waved her hands happily and wiped her tears with emotion.

She was certainly pleased with the performance of these fighters.

But looking at Lu En's proud face and remembering that kick, Yinchuan still felt a little unhappy.

Rolling her eyes, she had a plan in mind.

Since she completely obeyed my orders, what if...she used her spirit to communicate with a warrior.

The warrior's expression turned strange and he looked at Rune.

Lu En was curious: "What's wrong?"

The warrior hesitated: "The messenger asked me to... give you a punch."

Yinchuan's face turned red visibly.

"Why did you sell me out!"