General Gong is the mother

On the second day after arriving in Daji, other tribes except the Lion Clan lived a life of eating in big pots.

There is no condition for clay pots, and stone pots and the like are not difficult for orcs at all.

Mr. Gong slightly raised his eyelids as he looked at a big stone pot that was half as tall as him.

The big black bear who was being targeted stood up, very oppressive, and his next move was to cover his face and turn around, his short tail twitched and twitched.

Mr. Gong brought it up in one breath and didn't vent it.

The few sub-orcs who were sparsely stared at Mr. Gong with bright eyes.

There is a waterfall in the basin, and the pool water below is crystal clear, from deep to shallow, the lake is blue, green, and colorless.If you listen carefully, there is also a slight sound of running water under the statue of the beast god, but you can't see it on the surface.

The Wolf Clan camp was in full swing, and a few witches from the Lion Clan came over surrounded by the orcs, and ordered very solemnly: "We are going to sacrifice to the beast gods, so don't make a sound."

These words were directly addressed to Mr. Gong.It stands to reason that Mr. Gong can be said to be the youngest one in the entire Daji, and he is still a small animal, so it is not his turn to be the master of the house.It is very ignorant to tell him this, but it just so ignorant.Where is the wisdom of being a witch?

Mr. Gong's height is already the same as that of an adult sub-orc man, but his height can only be said to be average. In addition, after the sudden growth, the flesh has not grown back, and his whole body looks light and light. When he is seen by an adult sub-orc man who has been in a high position for a long time , is naturally the sight of looking down.

Mr. Gong showed a smile, which was different from the usual one.The Lion Clan people couldn't describe it, but they felt instantly suppressed by the little sub-beast opposite. The contempt was like looking at a disgusting bug.

Isn't it just putting on airs?Mr. Gong, who was raised by a powerful family as an heir, and who holds real power in his hands, has experience that is completely incomparable to those so-called witches who basically live in their own villages all their lives.The aura is fully released, directly crushing them to death.

In fact, Mr. Gong just glanced at it, then turned around.

But the Leonids received a complete message: Are you talking to me?Does it match?

The use of force is not allowed at the Daji, the Lion Clan people can only mobilize the crowd to come, and go back with their heads and tails, no matter what, the sacrifice still has to be carried out.The basin is very large, and all the camps are some distance away from the statue of the beast god. In fact, the impact is not great.

On the contrary, Mr. Gong asked the sub-orc people around him after seeing the Lion Clan people leave: "Isn't the Wu not allowed to leave the village?" He remembered that his family's Wu had never gone back to see the big Wu since he arrived in Xiaohe Village.

The native sub-orc people knew a lot, but it was obviously rare for Wu to leave the village. After thinking about it for a while, he didn't think about it. In the end, he only came to two ambiguous conclusions.

"Normally you can't leave."

"It seems that when there is something special, it will still come out."

The Lion Clan people had disappeared behind the statue of the Beast God. Mr. Gong asked to sacrifice to the Beast God, but no one knew.Generally, the witches in the village or the big witches in the tribe only carry out sacrificial ceremonies in the square.

After Li heard it, he bit his ear with Lynx Xin. The big cat struggled to look at the raw meat several times, turned around in grief and indignation, jumped two or three times, and disappeared out of sight.

There are many people and strength, and it didn't take long for everyone to sit in a row guarding several cauldrons.No one spoke, their eyes were more concentrated than when they were hunting, and their ears turned slightly from time to time, listening to the movement in the pot.

Mr. Gong is still his own little pottery pot.The clay pot conducts heat quickly, and there is not much in his pot, so he can eat it quickly.Still according to yesterday's ratio, share the food with Li and Li.

The orcs couldn't sit still anymore, and they circled around the stone pot anxiously. If it wasn't for the fire underneath, they would have wanted to go up to see it.

Several suborcs swallowed their saliva and asked Mr. Gong for advice.

Of course, Mr. Gong would not explain the principle of heat conduction, and simply said: "Clay pot cooks things quickly."

Pottery pot?The orcs' ears moved greatly, and their golden-orange eyes were fixed on Mr. Gong's small clay pot.

Mr. Gong smiled: Take the bait.

An equation quickly pops up in the minds of others: cook faster = eat faster.

Mr. Gong added another equation with a slight smile: cooking faster = saving firewood and saving firewood. This is not very attractive to the tribes living in the south. Their winters are not cold, even the sub-orcs are just Thing to wear an extra piece of clothing.Many tribes in the south don't even have fixed houses, and most of them choose a strong tree or a certain cave as a fixed point.

But in the cold north and damp coastal areas, the temptation to save firewood is too great.This can be directly equated with fewer dead people.

The big cats began to get anxious.

The more cunning big dogs are much quieter.

But calculating on an empty stomach is obviously not in line with the aesthetics of orcs.When the first stone pot wafted a strong fragrance, the silence was instantly broken.

It's a pity that the owner of this stone pot belongs to the wolf tribe.Li has been lighting up the skill points for making stone pots for a long time, and his proficiency is absolutely superior to other beasts.Whether it is from the selected stone, or the thickness and uniformity of the pot wall after hollowing out, all have reached the peak.

Mr. Gong's two meals of stewed meat did not have the share of other wolf clansmen. They had already waited anxiously, and unanimously ranked Li and Li as the last two.

After Mr. Gong adjusted the seasoning, he started to cook rice for each of the clan members. The pot was enough for them to eat for three rounds, but he thought his rice bowl was not big enough.

So there was a situation like this: the first person who finished eating, walked to the last row of the team with the rice bowl, and so on; when it was his turn again, the rice bowl was already empty.

Mr. Gong felt that although there were not many people, it felt like they couldn't finish the fight.When the last mouthful of soup was wiped out, Mr. Gong's arms were sore.

Then, the broth in the second stone pot was also cooked, and the winner was the lynx tribe with the least number of people and relatively small appetite.The stone pot they make is also a relatively small one.

Xin appeared in the ranks of the clansman without missing a second, as if he had installed a surveillance camera in the camp, and "killed" the sneak attack who was originally ranked first.As a traveling orc like Li, Xin's combat effectiveness is also very impressive.The hard-working big cat who was jumped in line and was beaten took a picture of No.2 behind him.So the Big Cats retreated like a domino.

Xin grabbed a piece of meat with his paws and put it into his mouth. He opened his mouth wide and screamed loudly, "Meow!" The piece of meat fell into the soup basin with a plop, and the thick white broth splashed on the ground.

The orcs next to them who hadn't eaten yet were very anxious.What a waste, I really want to lick it.

The original first person was very lucky, and transformed into a human form, holding back his saliva, and blowing the soup to cool down.

Xin licked his paws very pitifully, but he was born with a smiling face, and it was a very sinister smiling face, which made people feel unsympathetic.

As a bad friend, Li really needs to show off at this moment, and said seriously: "Idiot." He had always been called Xin stupid cat, but there were too many cats in the big show, especially too many cats that he couldn't beat.Li, who is very good at judging the situation, has displayed superb language skills.

Xin has always been used to being called by Li Ming, a stupid cat, and didn't realize that it was calling him for a while.Of course, this pause lasted less than a second.After reacting, Xin immediately gave Li several paws, so fast that afterimages appeared.

Li dodged skillfully.

Soon, a cat-dog battle broke out and almost turned the entire camp around.

Li looked very seriously, and whispered to Mr. Gong, "Li is very powerful."

Mr. Gong has experience in fighting with people, but he has almost zero experience in fighting with animals except for the one with the fox family.And rolled into a ball, barking for a while and meowing for a while, the fighting skills are completely invisible!

In the end, because of lack of supplies, Xin lost to Li who was in full condition.

Li Fang let go of his big mouth pressing on Xin's neck: "You can't beat me even if you're full."

Xin, who was no longer suppressed, jumped up from the ground as if on a spring, but instead of jumping at Li, he rushed to the rice bowl that he had put aside, and turned into a humanoid with a smile on his face and ate and drank: "The temperature is just right." .”

Xin who turned into a human form looked young, and Wa-Wa had a natural smirk on her face, which made people feel very complicated.

After eating a bowl, Xin went to make another bowl, and then patiently guarded the bowl, telling Li and the others what the Lion Clan people were doing.Baby-Baby's face suddenly became serious, and the sinister smile on his face became more obvious: "They are offering sacrifices to the beast gods. Twenty witches together."

Sacrifice has always been operated independently by a witch, unless there are particularly important festivals or special circumstances, other people will be invited to assist.Just like at the contract signing ceremony between Mr. Gong and Li, Ah Wu invited the wife of the village chief.Under normal circumstances, this person would not be another witch.After all, witches live in their own villages, or tribal centers.Even those sub-orcs who studied with the great witch were not qualified to be called witches when they were studying.

It is unheard of for twenty witches to sacrifice to the beast god together.

The occasion of sacrifice is very solemn.Ordinary people could not understand Wu's chanting at all, and Xin didn't even inquire about what the Lion Clan was doing.

However, the puzzle didn't last long.The Lion Clan people soon became noisy on their own.

A witch chanted a mantra aloud, and a ray of light appeared on the statue of the beast god, falling on the witch.All the Lion Clan people present prostrated themselves on the ground.

Other orcs couldn't see the performance of the lion people, but everyone saw the light falling from the statue of the beast god.

A suborc man suddenly said: "The great witch...they are choosing the great witch!"

The big witch of the general tribe does not need to be chosen by the beast god.The next great witch will naturally be appointed by the current great witch.As the person closest to the beast god in a tribe, the will of the great witch also represented the will of the beast god to a certain extent.

The matter of choosing a great witch only appeared when the first generation of tribes had just been established.No one can say clearly how many years have passed since the first generation.The matter of choosing a great witch has been passed down like a fairy tale.

All native orcs have heard such stories, and they immediately thought of this sub-orc man's words.

But why choose the Great Witch?Could it be...

"Their big wu and ah wu are both dead?"

No one knew who would speculate, and everyone fell silent for a while.The death of this great witch is definitely not an ordinary death.And what happened to the accidental death of a great witch who could communicate with gods?

Only Mr. Gong felt very strange: "Didn't they also kill the big witch from the fox tribe in the northern grassland?" Unexpectedly, they also killed the big witch from their own tribe.This deadly technique is simply a champion of tricks.

The speed with which information circulates these days can be imagined.The big witch of the fox tribe in the northern grassland was killed by the lion tribe. This kind of thing is simply appalling!

Mr. Gong looked at the statue of the beast god and kept smiling, thinking, the lion clan people also killed our witch and our clansman.There is only one tribe of lion people, and these lion tribe people who were rampant on the northern grasslands were obviously separated from this tribe.The clansmen who searched on the grassland at that time did not find out whether there were witches among the very few sub-orcs.

In any case, let's start training with the Lion Clan as a simulation object.No matter what the wolf tribe thinks, and no matter what the separated lion tribe thinks, just looking at their witches is just tall but not brainy.

Mr. Gong's eyes swept across all kinds of orcs, and he began to calculate with a smile.

The author has something to say: Analysis of combat skills

Host Li: Meow Fang launched the offensive first, and the first move is the famous stunt Meow Star Shadowless Claw!It is rumored that Meow Star Wuying Claw can strike fifty times in one second!Wang Fang is in danger!

Audience Mr. Gong: Afterimage!

Host Li: Awow!Wang Fang got out of the way, he got out of the way!It flashed quite easily, and completely saw through Miao Fang's claw-out routine!Miao Fang didn't feel discouraged at all, and quickly exploded at a very high speed...

Audience Mr. Gong: ...

Host Li: Aww!Seeing that Miao Fang was about to throw Wang Fang down.Wang Fang actually performed a stunt!The real wolf flicked its tail and swooped, instantly biting Miaofang's neck!ah!He missed the bite, but was dodged by the cat, and only a few hairs were torn off!

Audience Mr. Gong: ...

Host Li: Not to be outdone, Miao Fang resorted to another trick...

The audience Mr. Gong [tie the host tightly with a whip] [calm down]: Complaint, the picture quality is too poor.Does anyone have HD pictures?Wait online.

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