Marvel: I hatched the Tenjin group

Three minutes later, Yinchuan left the house happily.

Rune also got what he wanted, and got the gall flower stabilizer he wanted, a small bowl of silver liquid that exuded mist.

He chose to advance the reward and trade for more stabilizers in exchange for teaching the complete training method in the future.

This is the condensation of Yinchuan's divine power, and each god has its own characteristics.

If Surtur does the same thing, it will be a burning red liquid, and what Sol will condense will be golden cheese...

Although it was bad news that the stabilizer could not be replicated, Lu En was still extremely excited, and the clouds cast by the mysterious arms dealer in his heart were dispelled.

"Drink now, or wait?"

No one would hesitate when faced with the extraordinary opportunity before them.

But Luen knew that the two warriors who had gained the power of the God Envoy had probably defected to the arms dealer.

According to Yinchuan, their powers have lost their self-healing function due to the lack of follow-up divine power, but they are no longer under her control, and their power is not weaker than those who take snake gallbladder.

As the air gets colder, the Snake Squad comes with news that there are fewer and fewer tribes left in the forest.

He vaguely realized that a war with the arms dealer was inevitable.

Due to some unspeakable secret, Yinchuan could not take action against mortals in a big way. The only one Lu En could rely on was himself.

One more super soldier is enough to erase all remaining advantages.

Rune takes the drink, and a super warrior will appear in the Rabbit Tribe.

If someone else is allowed to drink first, and then they copy the genes, the success or failure is unknown. Two people will succeed, and one person will fail, but it is not him.

He struggled for a moment and finally put the things away.

Between himself and the tribe, he chose the latter.

But looking at the bowl of crystal liquid, Lu En became confused again.

Who should drink it?

……

The five warriors who defected from the Rabbit Tribe, each wearing a wooden mask, were standing in front of a cave impatiently.

The sound of hammering metal kept coming.

It's winter, but as you walk inside, you can feel the temperature rising significantly.

The source of heat was a low and simple charcoal stove, which was covered with bronze farm tools and broken copper spearheads left by the Eternals.

Flame can burn the will purer, and the same is true for metal.

Beside the fire was a naked man, waving a stone hammer in his hand.Under the firelight, a book could be seen next to him.

A book that should not appear in this era, both in terms of workmanship and content.

The word "Alchemy" is faintly visible on the cover.

The man was silent, adding charcoal to the bottom of the furnace from time to time according to the instructions in the book, and then hammering and forging the soft bronze pieces according to the appearance of the gods' armor in his memory.

a moment.

Thick bronze sheets of different specifications are placed on the stone platform, with neat edges and no holes for strings. It must be a problem to connect them.

But the man didn't seem worried at all. Instead, he wiped his sweat and showed a relieved smile.

After the bronze pieces cooled, silvery white trickles emerged from his fingertips, crawling between these parts little by little, sticking to each other as if they were alive, gradually piecing together the scattered parts into a whole.

The man took two steps back and opened his arms.

The bronze armor was supported by silver trickles and stood upright. It was automatically put on the upper body, even the head was wrapped, only a face with ferocious scars was exposed.

The man recalled the pain of being injured by the mysterious weapon as if he could vividly remember it.

He picked up the wooden mask on the side and slapped it on his face. He felt a tingling sensation in his ears. The nano-metal flowed quietly, fixing the last piece of the puzzle.

The first set of metal armor in the history of human civilization was born!

"Lord Tucker." A voice sounded from behind, "All the tribes that traded stone spears with us have paid the price."

The man turned around: "Are they all arrested?"

"Yes." The soldier who reported only glanced at it and then lowered his head, his eyes full of awe.With such a majestic appearance, I'm afraid that's all if the gods come again, right?

No, it should be said that this is the person chosen by God.

After Lord Complacency disappeared, Tucker proposed himself as the new leader.

Of course some people were dissatisfied, but after seeing a master of fire manipulation, they all respected him like a god.Later, with the sharp stone spears he made, the tribes won the battle for food and worshiped him more and more.

Later, the practice of trading this deadly weapon to others in exchange for people and food shocked the tribesmen.

Tucker knew that he was where he was today thanks to the book left by God.

He picked up two pieces of ore from the table and hid them in his palms. After a while, he had to show the new captives a miracle: "Knowledge is so fascinating..."

And this is a treasure.

Tucker thought of the guy in the past who took away all the treasures of God, with a hint of greed in his eyes.

The pain endured on the face will always be vented on the creditor.

"Lord Tucker, some people escaped last night."

"Reason?" Tucker got used to the armor as he walked.

"Maybe he's hungry, and I heard that a tribe near a certain jungle has a lot of food." The soldier felt a little ashamed and suggested, "Do you want to kill some people to deter the rest?"

"Keep it." Tucker twisted his neck, "There is strength in numbers. This is really a good thing to say, but I heard it too late..."

"But there really isn't enough food to survive the winter."

"It's not that there is a tribe with a lot of food." Tucker said casually. Although the collision of armor is inconvenient, the core is the flow of life that moves at will. After a while of debugging, it will be no problem.

The soldier understood and nodded excitedly: "Yes!"

When he came outside the cave, Tucker glanced around and quickly found the few chess pieces he had sent out to find copper ore.Everyone else was kneeling as usual, except for two people whose eyes were a little unruly.

Thinking of the rumors about a warrior being easily crushed by the two, Tucker got the general idea.

He rubbed the hidden ore together and passed it over the campfire.

A jumping purple firework was caught directly in his hand!

Upon seeing this, the surrounding tribesmen knelt down one after another. Even the captives were shocked and had to kowtow when their hands were tied.

The two former members of the Snake Squad were a little nervous, their Adam's apples twitching slightly. As the bronze armor approached step by step, they finally gave in and knelt on the ground.

Tucker clenched his fist to extinguish the flames, and the unburned powder was swept away by the seeping silver trickle, leaving no trace.

Fanatic cheers broke out.

"We are a tribe favored by God!"

"They say a wise man emerged from the edge of the jungle, but what does that mean?"

"Master Tucker is the real wise man!"

The tribesmen continued to cheer, and Tucker returned to the cave with some satisfaction, planning to study the thunder and fire technique mentioned in the book again.

Compared with the colorful flames used to tease fools, that is the power that truly belongs to God.

Tucker's mind moved, and the bronze armor automatically unlocked. He thought that every god has a name, does he have to have one too?

Well.

How about Lord of Bronze and Fire?

……

Jungle near the sea.

Patch deftly retracted the spider silk and somersaulted down from the tree. Although he had learned a lot and eaten a lot during this trip, he was still worried about being driven away.

"What does it have to do with me? Ordinary people can just die!" He muttered dissatisfiedly. After smelling the familiar salty smell of the sea breeze, his brows relaxed a little.

Got home.

"No..." A faint smell of blood was mixed in.

Patch subconsciously looked at his arms, and the hairs on his arms were motionless.

He can sense danger. Luen suggested calling this spider sense. He thought it was quite appropriate... This was not the time to talk about this.

Patch shot out the spider silk again, extremely anxious, jumped several times, and almost fell when his feet stepped on the beach.

Looking around, the clansmen who once had flesh and blood were turned into corpses.

The fire burned everything familiar in the tribe, as if it wanted to jump into his heart, and the large amount of dried fish prepared for the winter was missing.

The spear stuck the tribesman on the ground, and Pachi clenched his hands into fists, about to crush his own bones.

"Why is this happening..." He looked sad, "It was obvious that the Snake Tribe was destroyed, so I left the Tribe!"

Patch was heartbroken by the death of his clansman. He pulled out his spear and was about to throw it aside, but his eyes suddenly widened!

Such a sharp spearhead.

Pain and disbelief stirred within him.

Is it the rabbit tribe? !

……

Age was absentmindedly knitting straw sandals. Several of them were loosely knitted, and no one blamed her.

The wise man said that it is enough for personal use. These will be "exported" to other tribes at that time. There is no need to make them as if they were "offered".

The wise man always has strange words coming out of his mouth, just like others, always bringing surprises to everyone. All the girls in the tribe like the wise man.

Except Agger.

That cheerful face lingered in her mind.

"Don't think about it." Seeing her poor condition, an eldest sister advised her, "That kind of lazy guy can't give you a future."

Agger gave a shallow hum. She was not the type who liked to argue.

During her break, she walked towards the toilet, but was pulled into the grass by a huge force. She was startled by a somewhat crazy face. When she took a closer look, she realized that it was the person she had been thinking about day and night.

"How do you..."

"Choose me or the Rabbit Tribe!"

Age was stunned, and Pachi repeated it like a roar, his eyes bloodshot, as if he had been on a dusty road for a long time.

Most teenagers always like to take love very seriously.

For a lonely prehistoric alien, this kind of hormonal impulse would be a unique emotion in this vast land.

Not to mention that he had lost everything but these things.

As everyone knows, throughout the ages, there are little differences.

Boy, your love is not that special.

It's like asking whether you love me or him, knowingly.

"Choose me! Or, the Rabbit Tribe!"

The ending is often equally cruel.

"The tribe is my home." Agger endured the severe pain of being grabbed by Patch on the shoulder, tears welling up in his eyes, his voice clear and stubborn.

Patch's hands suddenly exerted force, and the grievances in his heart were unexpressed. The fire became more and more unstable, and he kept mumbling why. When he was about to collapse, a figure sucked all his eyes.

"What are you doing back here?" Lu En appeared not far away, followed by an ugly girl.

"Let go of my people."

All the anger was ignited at this moment, and Patch rushed forward without saying a word, with a speed that exceeded the limit of his life.

That unrestrained punch was enough to make the whole person explode!

But the next second, he was pressed into the ground at a faster speed, smashing a human figure out of the ground!

"Don't go crazy here."

That ugly girl, Yinchuan, said so.

Patch struggled desperately, but he couldn't shake the slender arms pressing on his face.He also wanted to shoot Rune with spider silk, but as soon as he raised his hand, the hairs all over his body stood up!

Spider Sense Crazy Warning!

The ugly girl stared at him coldly, her hands almost crushing her cheeks. A pressure that seemed like a higher being was released, and the spider silk that had not had any problems for more than ten years suddenly malfunctioned!

She said word by word: "Don't even think about touching him, don't even think about it."

Seeing that the situation had been settled, the tribesmen gathered around. An eldest sister helped Age up, looking at the red handprints that had been captured with distress on her face.

"You miss him so much and he treats you like this, you are really not a thing!"

"That's right! The wise man will give him food and shelter, and he will repay kindness with hatred!"

"Just feed him... What is the most ferocious animal in the tribe?"

"rabbit……"

Patch was speechless as he listened to the discussion, his struggle became more intense, and his eyes were blurred by tears.

He was pressed into the ground inch by inch, and the world in front of him gradually became darker. At this moment, Rune's voice came from the bright side.

Distant, but calm.

"Tell me, there must be a reason for you to do this."

"what happened?"

After all, he was a teenager. The fire was extinguished by two words of comfort. Patch's body suddenly softened and he started to cry loudly.