Internship Creator

The closer you get to the Guangrong clan's resident, the more you can feel a huge heat spreading in all directions, and the flames ahead are faintly visible.When Pan Ting arrived at the scene, the sounds of burning, wind, and shouting all around were kneaded into a ball, overwhelming and surging.

The cabin was burning.

Pan Ting's previous design of "townhouses" has the effect of setting fire to a chain boat.

The flames are like a mountain. Looking up from the bottom, you can't see the peak of the unnamed No. [-] mountain.

The Guangrong people stood in front of the fire house, each with scars and unpretentious but sincere faces under the light of the fire, full of heartache and sadness.

Here is their home, a paradise built by them with their own hands.Now, this paradise is slowly burning to ashes in the fire.They want to save, but can't.

"God God!"

When the nephew found Pan Ting, he rushed over frantically, and the huge impact threw Pan Ting to the ground.

Pan Ting wanted to slap him away angrily, but the wet feeling from his neck made him stop his hand in mid-air, and it took a long time before it slowly landed on his back, comforting him gently: "It's okay, never mind."

The nephew raised his head and looked at him with shining round eyes.

"Uh." Pan Ting had a bad feeling.

The nephew stuck out his tongue suddenly and licked from his chin to his nose.

"..."

Pan Ting overturned him and stood up.

The Guangrong people gathered around, the sadness was no longer on their faces, and they all opened their eyes wide, looking at him expectantly, with pure trust shining in their eyes, as if with him, even if the sky fell, it would not be scary.

Pan stood for Alexander.

He forced a smile and said, "It doesn't matter. The wooden houses you built are not very strong, and they can't keep out the wind and rain. If you burn them, just burn them. I will teach you how to build better houses."

He was answered by silence.

Gently stroking his head with one hand, Pan Ting turned his head and met his nephew's innocent eyes.

"It's okay...it doesn't matter." The nephew said these three words with difficulty, and smiled.

"It's ok!"

"It's ok……"

The Glorious Clan didn't understand what he said, they just followed suit.

A sneer suddenly sounded amidst the loud laughter, which was quickly drowned out again.Although the people from the Guangrong clan didn't notice it, Pan raised his ears and immediately pushed aside the crowd.I saw a brown-skinned person surrounded in the center. Seeing Pan coming forward, I was so scared that I wanted to shrink back.

Seeing him, the Guangrong people showed troubled expressions, gesticulating there one by one.

The people of the Gaowu tribe looked around nervously, their eyes scanning, as if they were looking for a way to escape.

The nephew walked up to Pan Ting: "He, fire. House, fire."

No more information needed.

Pan Ting said in a deep voice, "You set the fire, right?"

The Gaowu tribe suddenly rushed to the left, trying to break through.Pan Ting shouted: "Don't let him go!" The nephew next to him rushed to catch him, and the Gaowu clan struggled hard.The nephew was punched heavily in the stomach several times, a little angry, and his arms tightly wrapped him in his arms.

Seeing the two huddling together and twisting and turning, the Guangrong people all started yelling.

Seeing that they didn't help, Pan Ting was anxious and angry, so he went to the battle himself, rushed up, and kicked the Gaowu clan's buttocks and back fiercely.Gao Wu waved his arms in a panic, and slapped Pan Ting on the face. The crisp sound made the surroundings silent for a whole second, just as the beams of the wooden house were burnt, the burnt wood fell to the ground, and sparks flew everywhere.

Standing too close, they were affected and fled screaming.

The Gaowu clan took the opportunity to get rid of their nephew's restraint, ran into the woods and disappeared.

Pan Ting stopped the Guangrong family who wanted to catch up, "It's not safe here, let's go quickly, and heal your injuries by the way."

The Guangrong Clan always followed him without saying a word even though they were reluctant to leave the wooden house when they watched him leave.

Pan Ting didn't know where to go for a while, so he walked in the direction of the river.

On the way, there was a sudden rumbling roar in the sky, which frightened the Guangrong people who were still in shock from the fire, and Pan Ting calmed them down by talking hard.

The nephew took his hand and stroked his slapped face. The swelling had subsided, but he still said with a heartbroken face, "God, don't go."

Pan Ting said, "I will help you build better houses."

"Don't go."

Pan Ting said: "You must be careful about those Gaowu people. They are not good people."

"Don't go."

Pan Ting said: "Also, be careful of fires. Let's live by the river in the future. It's easier to fetch water."

"Don't go."

Pan Ting slapped him on the back of the head: "Any other excuses?"

The nephew grinned.

Pan Ting looked at him and thought with emotion: I blame myself for being too charming, which made him never forget.For the sake of his obsession with himself, it's not impossible to reluctantly stay.

A plump girl from the honor family ran over and chatted with him for a long time. The nephew licked her face, and the two left hand in hand.

Pan Ting: "..."

After a few thunderstorms in the sky, it started to rain.When the Guangrong family saw the rain for the first time, they were both curious and terrified. At first they ran here and there trying to dodge, but they couldn't dodge no matter what, and Pan Ting was very calm, so he continued on his way with peace of mind.

The rain stopped after a while. Pan Ting looked at the way he had come, and was relieved to see that there was no longer thick smoke coming out of the original station.He was a little worried that the fire would spread and endanger the entire plain, and even spread to the magic immunity area... Fortunately, Saar developed the rainwater system in time.

However, Sal should be partly responsible for the burning of the wooden house by the Gaowu tribe.

Thinking of this, his face darkened.

During the rest, those who were uninjured or slightly injured went out to collect, and those who were seriously injured were treated by Pan Ting.

Pan Ting's healing techniques have been fully developed through continuous practice.At first it was one person with one hand, then two people with two hands, and then both feet can be used without shoes and socks.Those who were seriously injured could only suspend their injuries. An unintentional repetition of treatment made him realize that his healing technique is not helpless for serious injuries, but requires a period of time in between to complete several courses of treatment.This discovery surprised him greatly. If the injury can be controlled, recovery from serious injury will not be a problem!

When the sun was about to set, the nephew led the girl back with the fruit. The two held their own fruits and looked at him expectantly with their eyes open.

Pan Ting patted his nephew's head.

The girl looked at her nephew enviously, and silently handed over her head.

A friend's wife can't be bullied, isn't that good?

Pan Ting looked at his nephew.

The nephew was very conflicted, as if he didn't want him to touch her, but also worried that he wouldn't touch her.

Pan Ting smiled and reached out to pat the girl on the head.

The girl screamed excitedly and ran away jumping and jumping.

Pan Ting picked up a fruit from his nephew, took a casual bite, and threw it back to him.

The nephew grabbed the fruit and confirmed again and again that Pan Ting really didn't want to eat it, so he ate it in big mouthfuls.

There is only fruit for dinner.

At first Pan Ting thought they were too tired to hunt, but he realized something was wrong when they still had fruit for three meals the next day.He deliberately let his nephew light a fire.The nephew was shy and refused, and was forced by Pan Ting to run away two steps, but he was reluctant to run too far, and finally was caught by Pan Ting and honestly lit a fire.

But honest people also have a dishonest side.

The nephew drilled the wood slowly, looking weak, and Pan Ting made several crosses on his forehead. Finally, when he threatened to leave, the nephew reluctantly lit a fire.But when the fire came, he would jump far away.

"What are you afraid of? Come here." Pan Ting waved to him.

The nephew shook his head.

Pan Ting stared.

The nephew ran away directly.

Pan Ting: "..." It seems that it will take a long time for them to accept fire again.

After resting for a whole day, Pan Ting thought about calling Zaozi to study, whether to solve the housing problem first or solve the neighbor problem.

The Gaowu tribe sent out only one person, and they caused damage to the Guangrong clan's family. It really had to be guarded against.However, if he really wanted to destroy the Gaowu clan, let alone whether it was possible or not, he couldn't bear it. After all, he gave them the attribute of selfishness with his own hands.If you want to build a house first, you are afraid of repeating the same mistakes.Pan Jin was in a dilemma.

He tried to call Zuozi, but there was no movement after calling two or three times. He couldn't help being a little surprised, cleared his throat, and was about to call again at the level of an announcer, when he saw a pair of slender legs in front of him.

Sal stayed five meters away, staring at him steadily.

Pan Ting stood up suddenly: "What did you do with it?"

"it?"

"Zuozi! Don't play dumb, it's not because of your actions, will it appear or not?"

Thrall neither admitted nor denied: "I want to talk to you alone."

"It's just right, I want to talk to you too." Pan Ting grabbed a handful of grass, slammed it on the ground, and walked towards the river.

Sal followed closely behind him.

Pan Ting lowered his head to the reflection of the river, took a more handsome pose, and then slowly said: "Did you show the flames to the Gaowu tribe on purpose that day? Did you see the Gaowu tribe burning the Guangrong tribe's wooden house?" Very happy?"

Sal was startled, "What do you mean?"

Pan Ting said: "Is there anything better than hatred to promote human beings to strive for strength? I helped the Guangrong tribe build wooden houses, and you implied that the Gaowu tribe used flames to destroy them. The two tribes forged enmity and caused war. Your 'people won't change too much. The great theory of perfecting things and discovering shortcomings will be improved' will also be reflected! The two sides are constantly fighting and constantly discovering their own shortcomings. In order to win the war, they will definitely speed up the development of productivity, and then the development of the world will accelerate .” He originally meant to vent his anger, but later on, he was persuaded by himself, as if that was what Saer planned.

"I didn't think so." Sal said.

Pan Ting was a little excited: "That's what you did."

Sal said: "The fire was unexpected, but I don't think it's bad news."

"In your eyes, murder and arson are not bad news. It's quite festive, isn't it? It's a pity that you didn't light a cigarette and sing a few words 'I want to be a fairy, and I am happy' when the fire was on fire." Pan Ting burned it He pulled the last chord of reason, and kept talking.

A hint of impatience flashed between Sa Er's brows, "As the creator, you should treat all things equally."

Pan Ting sneered and said: "Good and bad are treated equally, so there will be no good people in this world. In our world, there is a saying that good and evil will be rewarded in the end. We believe that God has eyes and will not mistreat good people. He won’t indulge the bad guys.” Seeing that Sal was about to speak, he jumped ahead, “We still have the law there. If you do something wrong, you will be punished. Not only will you be imprisoned for setting fire, but if the circumstances are serious, you will be sentenced to death!”

Sa Erdao: "You can too."

"Of course I can, I'm so good..." He paused, wondering, "How can I do it?"

Saldao: "You are the creator, you can set the way of heaven."

Pan Ting looked at him suspiciously: "Are you serious?"

Sa Erdao: "The system can develop the destiny system, and you can call it the way of heaven."

Pan Ting said, "When will it open?"

"Level [-]."

"..." In front of Pan Ting's eyes was a future covered by thick fog, and there was no hope at all.He knew that he and Sa'er couldn't discuss anything, and in the final analysis, Sa'er did nothing wrong, he just held his breath in his chest and didn't vent his discomfort. Now that he finished speaking, he felt relieved, no good No more reason to make trouble: "I've finished talking. What do you want to talk to me about?"

Sa Erdao: "The natural system has been fully developed. After that, this world will have spring, summer, autumn and winter, wind, rain, thunder and lightning."

"Is it us or the system?"

"The normal situation is taken care of by the system."

"But we can also control it?" Pan Ting turned his head away awkwardly, and said softly, "Did you make the rain just now?"

Sal said nothing.

Pan was a little embarrassed.Obviously, when he was desperately leading the glorious people to migrate, Saar was trying to solve the forest fire, and he even got angry at this behind-the-scenes hero just now.If he wanted to apologize, he couldn't hold back, so he could only hum and say, "I don't know if I do this kind of thing."

Thrall frowned slightly, his face was a little annoyed, and he held back: "After the development of the natural system, the next creation value needs to be obtained by the development of the major ethnic groups."

Pan Tingxiao proudly said: "The Guangrong family is at the forefront of the times."

Saldao: "The system will only take two cases into the calculation. One is that they rely entirely on their own discoveries and inventions, which has the highest score. The other is that they rely on the guidance of the Creator to obtain the discovery, which has the highest score. It is one-tenth of the previous one."

"No matter how small a mosquito is, it's still meat. The Glorious Clan must have accumulated a lot, right?" Pan Ting saw that Sa'er looked at him deeply, rolled his eyes, and grasped the key point, "It doesn't count if they learn by looking at computers? "

Sal shook his head.

Pan Ting said, "You should have explained to me earlier."

"I said."

"But you didn't say why."

"I can't explain why everything, you have to trust me."

Pan Ting: "..." He then said why Sal didn't say a word when he saw that he was acting like he was doing something wrong, so he was waiting here.Seeing Sa'er's expression, every pore is saying, "If you don't listen to the old man, you will be at a disadvantage!"

……

His capillary pores are too small, you can't see them at all.

Seeing Pan Ting's head getting closer and closer, Sa heard that he turned away uncomfortably: "What are you looking at?"

"...I'm looking to see if you're lying."

Sar said: "No."

"Who knows." Pan Ting muttered in a low voice, and when he saw Sal glaring at him displeasedly, he immediately said, "Don't forget who approached us in two parts at first. You are not afraid of schizophrenia if you play two parts. In fact, I I'm curious, green hair or red hair, which one is more like the real you?" Saltoo has changed, sometimes cold and sometimes evil, sometimes dull and sometimes gentle, and he has no idea what his next painting style will be.

Sa Erdao: "Whoever needs it will be."

Pan Ting said: "Lord Baibianxing? In order to join us, he pretended to be a fool. If he wanted to force us to unite with the green hair, he pretended to be a villain. What about the real you?"

"no need."

"What do you mean by not necessary?"

"They're looking for you." Thrall pointed behind him.

Pan Ting said, "Don't change the subject."

Sal turned and disappeared.

"Do you think you are the only one who knows?" Pan Ting turned around and disappeared.

……

The nephew saw that Pan Ting had been talking with Sa Er by the river for a long time, and he was a little bit interested, so he ran over excitedly, but just in time to see the two people disappearing one after another, and under the disappointment, he burst into an earth-shattering roar: "God!"

Pan Ting, who hadn't run far, was yelled at all of a sudden, his legs went limp, and he knelt down.

……

It really is the nemesis.

Under Pan Ting's suggestion, the Guangrong family settled down by the river.Pan Ting taught them how to make wooden basins and barrels. First, popularize hot baths. After winter, hot water is necessary. By the way, he will guide them to trust and rely on fire. Second, in case of fire, there is a fire extinguishing measure.

Sure enough, after seeing who could put out the fire, the fear of fire among the glorious people decreased a lot.But in the future, I also developed a habit. Whenever there is a fire, there must be a bucket of water next to it.

Pan Ting thought comfortingly: It is not easy to develop fire awareness so quickly.

It was inevitable that it would rain and fall into the water, so Pan Ting made technical improvements to the wooden house. The Guangrong family could understand everything, and the rebuilt wooden house was very strong and durable.

Seeing that everything was on track, Pan Ting talked to his nephew, went back to the space for retreat, and prepared to learn techniques such as planting, animal husbandry, pottery firing, and weaving, and then pass them on to his nephew.

Reluctantly, the nephew hugged Pan Ting's waist tightly with both hands, as if to go wherever he wanted.In the end, Pan Ting got annoyed by him and arranged a series of impossible tasks.

"There is a means of transportation called a car, and there are many types of cars, such as bicycles, tricycles, cars, trains...the wheels are on the bottom, and the handle or steering wheel is on the top. I will draw it for you, and you study it carefully."

"The fur of animals is treated well, and it can also be used as clothes. It is much warmer than grass."

"We like to eat ice. Grind the ice and pour a layer of condensed milk on it. It's delicious."

"There is also a particularly magical thing called a computer, which has simply changed the way of life of our generation. It has turned a group of wild monkeys into domestic pigs."

"Whenever you create these things, I will come back."

"come on!"

After Pan Ting finished speaking, no matter how much his nephew understood, he used invisibility to escape.

After leaving the Guangrong Clan, he was a little worried about the destructive power of the Gaowu Clan, so he went incognito to investigate.The Gaowu Clan did not unite like the Guangrong Clan and develop into a cohesive group. Instead, they chose the Wuming No. [-] Mountain as their territory, and each lived in it.

Most of the people chose caves. Seven or eight Gaowu tribes lived in the cave where the Guangrong tribe was born, but they were divided into areas, and no one would invade others.Because of their natural limitations, they eat one or two meals a day, and they bring food for three or four days every time they go out, and they don’t move as much as they can.

However, there were also things that surprised Pan Ting.They invented traps.

I don't know if it was influenced by the Guangrong tribe. They like to eat meat, but they don't like hunting, so they invented traps spontaneously.At first, they dug a hole, lit a fire in the hole, and expected the animals to fall directly, even saving the steps of grilling. Later, they found that there were too few stupid animals, so they spread some straw on the trap to cover them, and later found that the fire It emits light and sound, which makes the animals vigilant. After repeated trials and eliminations, I finally thought of digging a deeper hole and inserting some sharp branches under it-this is the inspiration I got from drilling wood to make fire.

In short, the Gaowu people are lazy and lazy. In order to be able to be lazy in the future, they still put in a lot of brainpower and achieved gratifying results.

Seeing the contented expression of the Gaowu clan when they dragged out the food from the trap, Pan Ting couldn't help curling his mouth.

In any case, now that the food of the Gaowu tribe has been secured, they will no longer harass the Guangrong tribe in the short term, which is a good thing for the entire plain.

When Pan Ting studied hard in closed doors, he found that Zaozi was also studying behind closed doors.He remembered the last time he called Zuozi and didn't hear back, poked its head and asked, "What have you been up to lately?"

Zuozi carried the computer to the other side, "I want to study."

Pan Ting rushed over, lay down on the table, put his face in his hands, and looked at him resentfully: "I think our relationship has become estranged recently, and you and Sa Er are getting closer."

Zaozi said: "You are overthinking."

Pan Ting said: "Your tone is very similar to Sal. You won't tell me that you recently had a physical examination and found out that they are father and son who have been separated for many years?"

Zaozi said, "You and the Guangrong clan are more like father and son, right?"

"Jealous?"

"No." Zaozi said, "I just want to be a more competent man behind the Creator."

Hearing what he said, Pan couldn't joke anymore, and patted its head: "If you have something on your mind that you want to talk about, I'm here."

Zuozi moved his tentacles, pretended to be looking at the computer, turned around silently, and pointed his butt at Pan Ting.

Pan Ting was sure it had something on its mind, but he couldn't guess what it was.Maybe Sal knows?But he hasn't appeared for a long time, as if after that conversation, he was hiding from himself.