Famine Survival Guide

After all, the Spear Tribe was only a small place, so they finished their shopping in no time, and the victims also asked for all the information they wanted to know.

There is no specific classification among the tribes in this world. The strength mainly depends on the type and number of half-orcs owned by each tribe. The Spear tribe used to have five half-beast warriors. Excluding Wuxi, who is not good at fighting, there are still four who can fight. Yes, after the priest died, the two warriors lost their vitality before they could even find the next priest because of their age. The three half-beasts left behind were all young people, and Wuxi among them had only awakened for less than two years. .

Although the victims had never seen other tribes, they also learned from Zhou Yi that the population of the White Wolf tribe exceeded [-], which was far more than that of the Spear tribe. The bottom kind of small tribe.But he didn't say it clearly, he just asked about other things.

"Are there any other tribes besides you in this grassland?" He didn't want to change his residence, but simply wanted to understand the division of power in this large plain. Unexpectedly, Wuxi misunderstood his intention and burst into tears at that time There was a clatter to persuade him to stay, "Aren't you willing to stay in the spear?"

It was the first time for the victim to see a man cry so miserably, and he was very awkward for a while, so he quickly explained it clearly, and then Wuxi told him the truth with red eyes, "There are a total of six tribes in the Yufeng Plain, except for the northernmost tribe. The lion department and the southernmost elephant department, the largest is the hyena department in the center, and the remaining three are small tribes, each tribe has its own hunting range, and rarely communicate with each other except when they need to exchange things. In addition, there are actually some ordinary people living together, but because they don't have sacrifices, they can't be called tribes."

"Is this grassland very big?" He was a little surprised that there were so many tribes, and each tribe had its own hunting range, which was far beyond the expectations of the victims.

"It's very big. It takes half a month for the messenger bird to fly from the lion department to the elephant department." The messenger bird is another unknown thing. The victims didn't rush to ask, as long as they knew it was big.

I went back to the tent and chatted with Wuxi for a while, and waited until the evening when the hunting troops came back. The victims didn’t eat at noon. It seems that this tribe doesn’t eat lunch, probably twice a day, Wuxi He didn't ask, and he was too embarrassed to open his mouth to ask people what they wanted to eat. He simply ate breakfast late, so he wasn't too hungry.

The hunting troop of the tribe was led by two half-orcs. Except for the four ordinary men and Wuxi who were guarding the tribe, all the active young men went out, but there were only nine people in this group. When they came back, the whole tribe went out Welcome, it looks a little more lively.

The victim also walked outside the tent with Wuxi, saw five women, six children and two old people in the tribe, and sighed in his heart twice about the lack of prosperity of the population.

Not long after, Wumeng and Wuhe came to the sacrifice tent. Both of them had sullen faces, and they did not bring back any large prey. The biggest animal they brought back was a strange long-haired beast. Not too small, as big as an ordinary goat.

Wuxi glanced at Harvest, and asked, "What happened?" They were all happy when they went out, thinking they could bring back better food for the sacrifice, it seemed that it was an accident.Wu He said: "I met a half-beast that I don't know, it seems to be wandering. It seems that the situation of the spear tribe has spread all over the grassland."

"Make plans early, the news of the new priest's arrival will spread soon." Wu Meng said, carrying the largest long-haired beast and walked in front of the victims, "Sacrifice, please accept this tailless beast." , Wait a few days and the Horde will bring back even bigger prey for you!"

Only then did the victim notice that this long-haired animal with eyes hard to find had no tail, and he shook his head: "I can't eat so much, just give me a small one." Give him such a big one, and the tribe Others will get less, and if they can't eat enough, where will they find the strength to hunt.

But Wumeng looked at him resolutely, "Please accept it, even the weakest tribe can't make the priest suffer, this is the spear tribe's thanks to you." Uncomfortable being looked at by their eager eyes, I could only agree.

Then Wu Meng smiled and turned around to say hello: "The priest has accepted the gift from the Spear Tribe, let the women make the rest for dinner!"

The hunting men cheered excitedly, and the five women who had been waiting for a long time came up to take the bloody prey. They didn't know where to take them and disemboweled them. One of them walked up to the distressed man and said, "Master Sacrifice, Please let us handle this tailless for you."

The victim considered the taste of the meat he ate last meal, and hesitated, "Just wash it for me, and I will cook it myself."

Obviously, everyone was surprised that the priest had to handle the food by himself, but considering that each priest has its own unusual features, no one asked after all, and the woman nodded in agreement, took the tailed beast away, and held it with one hand. Seeing this, the distressed man almost couldn't maintain his calm expression, and thought to himself that it's good that he didn't try to lift the tailless beast to her by himself, otherwise everyone would know that the new priest is a weak chicken.

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The fire of the tribe is in a tent, and there are people who are responsible for taking care of it. The victim went to fetch the fire and disposed of the cleaned tail in his own tent. One leg was lost. The legs of this animal were not long, but much shorter than the leg of a lamb, which was enough for him to eat.

The food of the small tribe is shared. The women cook the meat in a big pot without suitable spices to suppress it. The taste of different meats is mixed together, which is hard to ignore across the tent. It is more than the roasted meat at noon. The cooked meat smelled very fishy, ​​and the victims felt unappetizing when they smelled it.

The tailless one in my hand obviously has no smell... The victim can only say that he is willing to blame the rough cooking methods of the Spear tribe. He uses an obsidian machete to cut the meat of the animal leg into pieces and puts them in a portable pot. Although there is no fat in the leg meat, the abdomen is very fat. The victim got a piece and fried it out of oil. This will quickly give out the aroma after putting the meat slices in. It cannot be ignored in a tent full of strange smells. Those who didn't bring chopsticks could only continue to use the obsidian machete as a tool, scooped up a piece of meat and sprinkled some sea salt on it.

After eating a few pieces of meat to pad his stomach, the victim's hunger was not so serious. He began to want to see him on Monday. His two backpacks carried some rare materials, weapons and tools, and a small amount of food. Most of the food The materials and materials are all on Zhou Yijian, his favorite jerky is also in his backpack, and he has always held a spear as a weapon, so he shouldn't be hungry...

The sliced ​​meat in the portable pot was fried and rolled up, making a soft sizzling sound, and the victim continued to put the meat in absent-mindedly, touching his heart.

He could feel the presence of Zhou Yijian, but he couldn't see him. This was the first time he had experienced such a difficult experience.

At this moment, there was a roar from outside the tent, followed by the roars of several other animals. The victim was startled and couldn't help but prick up his ears, and the sound rang out again just as expected:

"Ouch-"

It's howling.

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Howl, howl hard.

Let everyone know how rubbish the garbage author is, and I haven't finished writing the world view until now.

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