Traveling through the beast world to be a god stick

This time the bird hunting operation was quite fruitful, there were nine birds in total, among them three of the "snacking birds" that the gray wolf said were given to the wolf cub, and there were two remaining.

There are also two fat, clumsy, snow-white birds, and the remaining four are dusty, a bit like the sparrows he is familiar with, but they are more than ten times larger than sparrows, and they are the heaviest among them. The second is the squawking bird, and the last is the silly white bird.

But even the smallest silly white bird is the size of a pheasant, and two or three catties is not missing.

After some delay, his whole body was numb from the cold, so Wen Lie quickly lit firewood, poured two bowls of water, and roasted the food that had cooled in the stone pot. After eating for half a day, he was relieved Come on, sit slowly by the warm fire, and treat the bird feathers with boiled snow water.

He was not willing to throw away the plucked bird feathers. After taking care of this thing, it was much softer and warmer than animal skins.

After removing the feathers from the birds, Wen Lie disemboweled all eight birds and cleaned the internal organs, but instead of throwing them away, they chopped them up and collected them in an animal skin bag, intending to use them as bait to catch birds later.

He and his grandfather depended on each other since he was a child, and he is quite proficient in cooking, and some simple housework is not a problem, so he handles the prey cleanly and beautifully.

Even though it was a world of ice and snow, Wen Lie washed a piece of animal skin and kept one for fear of spoiling it. He wrapped up the rest of the gutted bird meat, and used a ruler outside next to the tent. The long animal bones dug a hole, put the animal skin bundle in it, buried it in snow and did a simple freezing process.

After doing all this, his hands were shaking. The stone knife in the tent is not easy to use. It’s okay to chop up the internal organs indiscriminately. It doesn’t matter if it’s chopping or smashing, anyway, it’s fine to break it into pieces. It took him a lot of effort to open it, and he almost smashed his foot with a knife.

This made him miss modern iron knives.

I don't know how far this world has developed. There is no hope for iron and so on. The living environment is primitive animal skin tents. What about food?Could it be that he is still in the stage of drinking blood?

But since there is fire and salt, this conjecture should be temporarily ruled out.

While randomly judging the degree of civilization development here based on everything he observed, he chopped a spare bird into pieces of meat, and slowly stewed it in the processed snow water.

The salt seems to be only a small piece of such a black baby's fist.

Wen Lie thought about it, but was not willing to put salt.

But even if it is simply boiled with no seasoning, the unique mellow aroma of meat wafts from the tip of the nose, which makes Wen Lie drool.

When the big pot of water was finally boiled dry, the pieces of meat were boiled and turned into a thick soup, Wen Lie couldn't wait to fill a bowl and hold it in his mouth.

hot!

But it's really delicious!

Although it is a wild bird, the meat of this kind of bird is unexpectedly fresh and tender, and the fat is not too small. It is boiled in snow water, and it has a sweet taste, fat but not greasy, tender and smooth, which immediately made Ben Wen Lie, who loves food, was pleasantly surprised.

And I don't know if it was his illusion, after drinking the bird soup, he felt that the pain in his chest was lighter, his head was not so dizzy, and his whole body felt as if he had lifted a heavy stone from his back, light and comfortable Quite a lot.

Wen Lie was thoughtful.

Without chopsticks, just drinking and licking like this, Wen Lie drank two bowls before stopping his mouth.

The stone bowls here are not modern small and exquisite ceramic bowls. Each one is strangely shaped and as big as a bucket. One bowl can hold six or seven small modern bowls. Even if you are hungry, the soup is not very full. , Wen Lie's two bowls of food also supported him quite a lot.

After eating and drinking, it was already nightfall.

Wen Lie began to feel sorry for his lost snake meat.

Although he was stopped by the wolf cub, he couldn't help guessing that maybe the people here couldn't handle the snake gall in the snake's belly, or they had been bitten by a poisonous snake, so they listed the snake on the list of forbidden food.

Moreover, that snake was at least half his weight, cleaned up and refrigerated, enough for him to eat for a while.

The wild poultry meat here is so tender, and the snake meat will only be more tender.

Wen Lie would never admit that he was still holding on, his appetite had already turned to the fat snake meat.

Besides, even if his conjecture is true, how to drag the snake back from the forest is still a problem.

First, it was too much and too heavy, and with his current physical condition, it was not a small price to forcefully drag him back.

In the two times he went out today, his feet were frostbitten without any accident, and with the accidental injury to his chest, he couldn't guarantee that he would be able to stay outside for as long as today.

Second, it was impossible for him to move the snakes one by one into the tent, let alone pick them up when there was a shortage of meat.

Hunger is a hotbed of evil, not suffering from scarcity but inequality.From the current external environment and the fact that the original body died of hunger and cold, it can be inferred that this world is cruel and real. Once his behavior is discovered by others, he will have the greatest malice towards the people here, waiting His will definitely not be a good thing.

Suddenly, Wen Lie remembered the two wolves.

Perhaps, working with them is not a wrong choice.

It's just that he is not familiar with them, and he doesn't have the slightest impression of them in his mind. Now that the tribe is so big, he really doesn't know where to find them.

While drowsy, Wen Lie thought about this question, wrapped himself in the animal skin bed unconsciously, and fell asleep.

When he woke up the next day, Wen Lie woke up from the cold.

He was sensitively aware that today's temperature had dropped again compared with yesterday's.

I opened the tent and saw that, sure enough, the snow was heavier and the wind was more piercing than yesterday.

Wen Lie's face was stained with seriousness. He didn't know how long the cold ice season would last, nor how much snow would fall, but if this trend continued, it was imperative to get the snake back. okay.

You have to try it out to find out what went wrong.

He added another animal skin on his body before he got out of the tent.

Yesterday's bird nets were not removed, probably because the food was covered by snow, and no birds came from the nets.

Another thick layer of snow fell, but this time there was no one to clear the snow.

Maybe it was because he came too early, Wen Lie had no way of knowing.

He turned around, didn't get any information, pretended to be something in his heart, walked back, and didn't notice that not far away, a pair of yellow vertical pupils that didn't belong to human beings were staring at the place where he left. direction.

To be precise, he was staring at the bird net not far from him.

As soon as Wen Lie reached the entrance of his tent, a black thing rushed towards him. He was startled, and subconsciously waved his arms to block!

"Ow!"

The clear voice carries the unique sweetness of cubs.

The thing hit Wen Lie's arm, and he tilted his head somewhat unwillingly, but he still fell to the ground and looked up at him.

Wen Lie lowered his head, only then did he see clearly where the little beast was attacking, it was clearly the black wolf cub from yesterday.

He smiled slightly, but the tone of his voice made the little wolf cub's neck shudder inexplicably, "little thing, why did you run out again?"

In the past two days, he had carefully observed that in the nearby tents, people rarely left their tents.

Occasionally come out for activities, but also walk between adjacent tents.

So it was easy for him to find out that the people living in the outskirts were all disabled or old or weak or even young orcs.

Given the cutthroat competition here, it's not hard to understand.

Although Wen Lie felt uncomfortable, he didn't have the strength and courage to break through, so he could only suppress the superiority and reserve brought to him by the civilized society and try hard to adapt.

As for the buildings here, although the closer you go to the periphery of the stone buildings, the denser the population, but there are still too few residents in this place. According to his rough estimate, the outermost circle, if you count the past, there are no more than a hundred tents.

In terms of the huge land area of ​​​​this tribe, it is too insignificant.

So the distance between every two tents is not very close.

At least with his footsteps, it takes about 5 minutes.

Wen Lie had witnessed the supernatural power of this brat yesterday, and believed that no matter how far his tent was from here, it might just be a small jog for him.

Wen Lie was just a little puzzled. This wolf cub seemed not yet old enough to transform into a human form.

Even though the information is lacking, the vague impression in his mind tells him that the orc cubs here seem to be able to successfully transform from beasts to humans as long as they spend their first year safely.

Although he was puzzled, he didn't take it to heart, he just thought it was because the kid was too young.

Ya-green's big eyes blinked, he ran out to find Wen Lie.

Yesterday he went back with the groaning bird in his mouth. He thought that Father would be happy, but when he told Father that it was sent by Wen Lie, the expressions of Father and Uncle Ge who just came in changed quickly. Avoiding what he didn't know what to say, my father boiled the bird in silence and asked him to eat it all.

Of course Ya didn't accept it. In order to make him transform as soon as possible, Father and Uncle Ge always ate very little and gave him most of the food.

And the second snowfall of the ice season started less than five days ago, except for a little bit of thorn flower roots, Father and the others had nothing to gain, and of course they had nothing to eat.

Even though he tried his best, a squeaking bird was too little for both an adult orc growing up. The three of them ate it up, and their bodies were quickly filled with warm warmth. But the hunger was even more unbearable.

And this morning, Father and Uncle Ge got up in a tacit understanding, went out of the tent together, and ordered him to give all the remaining thorn roots to Wen Lie.

Ya Yin faintly knew that he had done something wrong, maybe he had accepted food from non-orcs without permission, and that bit of thorn flower root was certainly not comparable to the incomparably precious squawking bird.Maybe it's because he shouldn't sneak out again, trying to find food. Every time he does this, no matter whether he can find food or not, Father will look at him with those black eyes, and then go out in silence.

No matter which kind of mistake made Ya panic and bewildered.

Wen Lie's words were just a question, and he didn't think that this wolf cub could speak human words. After a short time with him yesterday, he had already guessed that there must be something wrong with this little guy, which caused him to be confused. Cannot speak in animal form.

As a result, the wolf cub on the ground began to butt his head against him with such force that Wen Lie almost fell to the ground.

Realizing that he was using too much force, the wolf cub seemed to shake his head in annoyance, and began to bite the animal skin around his legs, trying to pull him away.

Wen Lie followed him two steps, and found that the other party seemed to want to take him somewhere.

"You want me to go with you?"

The other party nodded.

Wen Lie pondered, looked at the direction they were going, and tentatively asked, "To your house?"

Could it be that the other party wanted to blackmail him when he saw the flesh?

The wolf cub squatted on the ground and looked at him without responding.

"To...your tent?"

The wolf cub nodded emphatically, and began to tease him again.

"Your parents are there?"

The wolf cub became impatient, why did this non-orc talk so much!

Asia shook his head, not!out!

Wen Lie raised his eyebrows, relieved.

Probably the parents of their counterparty didn't know about it, or maybe they knew but went out on purpose in order to relax his vigilance.

He thought for a while, squatted down, and flicked the wolf cub's head, indicating that he understood, so there was no need to tease him, and he picked him up and hugged him in his arms.

The warm and soft mass stuck to the chest, satisfying Wen Lie who finally got what he wanted, and couldn't help rubbing his chin against the opponent's little head.

Feeling the other party's sudden and violent struggle after being taken aback for a moment, he hugged him tightly and refused to let go, "I know you are very powerful, but the snow is so heavy, and your legs are short, so it is easy to lose your target."

Wen Lie completely ignored the other party's and Bai Xue's polarized shiny black hair.

The author has something to say: The transitional chapter is indeed a bit boring.

Suck the cubs first~