Survival of Prehistoric Widows [Farming]

Words are extremely important to the development of civilization.

In fact, civilization can grow rapidly and vigorously only after the emergence of text that is convenient for dissemination as an information carrier. The transmission of information no longer depends on word of mouth, and the process of learning words is also enlightening intelligence.

In fact, the embryonic form of writing has appeared among the orc tribes-drawing rough shapes on the soil like simple strokes is the source of the birth of hieroglyphs.

If the characters in this world are allowed to evolve naturally, it will not take long to wait for a complete writing system to come out.

Lu Er intends to directly teach the orcs Chinese characters.

Of course, from a practical point of view, Lu Ye didn't intend to teach any complicated grammar. He only taught commonly used objects, pronouns, and actions to at least ensure that the orcs could record or convey information through simple words.

It's just that for the orcs in the primitive state, it would be too shocking to come up with a whole set of texts directly. Lu Er thinks that his IQ aura has not yet reached such a level that he can make the orcs believe that this set of words was created by him.

Jiao understood Lu Er's concern in an instant, and shook Lu Er's hand and rubbed it lightly. After thinking about it for a while, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Pretend you can communicate with God. How about learning words from God?"

Lu Wei was stunned, looking at the corner with a little surprise: "You..."

Does this guy seem to have no respect for God?

It’s nothing to be born in an atheistic environment. Jiao Mingming grew up in a cultural environment of totems and gods, so he would actually make such a suggestion that is disrespectful to the gods?

"God...actually, it feels different from those false gods." Corner picked up the clay pot on the clay pot and poured a cup of hot water for Lu Yan. After thinking about it, "Although I can't talk directly with the gods, I will accompany you. When totem, Totem complained to me, saying that God is always making fun of him, like a bad-hearted big child-but it is very large, it shouldn't be accounted for."

In fact, Lu Yan had always been skeptical about the existence of God in Jiao's mouth. He was taken aback when he heard Jiao say this: "Then...what does God do?"

The reason why God can be called God should be able to provide blessing to believers.

Virtual gods provide comfort for the soul, so they must always be portrayed as a superior and omnipotent image, and their personality is mostly related to the environment in which the god-worshiping culture is located. Primitive tribes like this should be more irritable and irritable. , Killing and decisive natural disasters.

If the God mentioned by the corner is such a character, it is difficult to make people fearful... Does God really exist?

"The Totem didn't say it too clearly." Horn shook his head, "Just say that God has provided us with the whole world."

It is a good way to push things that are not easy to explain to the ethereal gods. Lu Er frowned: "How can you pretend?"

He has absolutely no experience of pretending to be fools.

The corner touched his chin, and the final word was: "Leave it to me."

...

Jiao’s method was to let Zhan act as the messenger of the altar tribe, "coincidentally" discovered that Lu Yan had the ability to communicate with the gods, and then held a simple ceremony.

For this reason, the horns went out for a few times, collected seven colors of bird feathers, weaved them into a beautiful crown, and put them on Lu Er's head with his own hands.

Since he knew Lu Er, Lu Er has always advocated clean and simple appearance, and he has barely bothered to dress up, walking around simply wearing monochrome clothes.

Like other young Asian beasts, even when they are busy, they will pay attention to decorating their bodies with clinking bones and teeth, as well as the beautiful bird feathers from the orcs they pursue.

In Horn's eyes, his Asian beast is the best-looking Asian beast, and of course it deserves the best-looking dress.

I found the opportunity this time, and the horns used their minds. In addition to using the animal bones at home to grind into small ornaments, they also plucked the tail feathers of the birds near the tribe one by one.

For a long time in the vicinity of the tribe, bald-bottomed birds could be seen, and several orcs who turned into birds and flew around almost suffered from the fish.

Put on pure white sweaters and wool pants for Lu Nei, and hung roundly polished beast bone beads on Lu Nei's chest, wrists, and ankles, and finally a colorful bird feather crest.

Finally, he used the sap of the mangrove tree to trace a flying mark on Lu Er's eyes.

The newly-dressed Lu Ning has lost a lot of the usual indifferent temperament, and has a bit more wild and sacred charm, like a person who truly serves the gods; when he opened his eyes, the faint smile in his eyes narrowed the distance again. Let the corner stay in place and couldn't say a word.

For the first time in such a costume, Lu Er was a little uncomfortable: "How is it?"

Jiao stared at him, feeling a little thirsty in his throat, and murmured, "It looks good."

Being watched so intently and enthusiastically by the horns, Lu Yan pursed his lips, a trace of blush appeared behind his ears, and his heart was quietly filled with joy.

——He would feel sweet and satisfied because of this orc's focused gaze.

Lu Er thought to himself, he was really stuck now.

Resisting the urge to hug Jiao, Lu Wen walked step by step on the makeshift altar, holding the black grass, pretending to seriously imitate the sacrificial action that Jiao Hezhan gave him last night, and finally took the black grass. He raised it to the top of his head and lit it with a torch, and watched the mysterious scent of the mysterious grass turn into ashes and fall.

These profound grasses were obtained from the wild by Zhan, and Lu Yan had never seen them before. It was said that they were special plants that could only be used by the priests of the altar tribe.

The orcs who had come with the two altar tribes in the battle below decapitated the beasts that had been caught in advance, and spread the blood on the ground.

In terms of primitive and barbaric sacrifices, at such a sacred moment, Lu Er was thinking about the family and practical value of these mysterious grasses.

When the profound grass burned out, Lu Wei was about to put down his hand, and suddenly felt the ring on his finger that had been silent for a long time shaking slightly.

Afterwards, Lu Er's long deer ears moved lightly.

At that moment, he seemed to hear a long and ambiguous grunt, like a sigh of an old sick old man, and cheering like a child hanging down.

Listening to it carefully, there was no sound, as if it was just an illusion caused by the sound of the wind just now.

...

The ceremony was very successful, and everyone naturally accepted the fact that Lu Lin was able to communicate with God.

After all, Lu Er brought them too many surprises, and communicating with God was just one of them.

Then Lu Er announced that he had learned words from the gods and opened an "education class", requiring all the orcs in the tribe of the right age to attend, and the old orcs and the old Asian beasts were selected according to their interests.

The three orcs from the altar tribe, Lu Er, made no request.

Zhan was extremely curious about the text that Lu Er proposed, and took the initiative to participate in the course, but the other two orcs, one interested in sweaters and one interested in food, did not attend.

Enlightening words to people who know nothing is a very headache.

Lu Yi recalled the courses he had in kindergarten, compiled the basic textbooks, and worked out the approximate course schedule.

In addition to literacy, Lu Er also arranged mathematics courses.

Mathematics is more effective than literacy at this stage. In the past, Lu Er briefly taught a few smarter orcs basic operations, like Little Fox Li, and now they can even be used as a little teacher.

During Lu Er's "class preparation" process, a heavy snowfall announced the official arrival of the cold season.

The long heavy snow fell, ending the busy period before the cold season, and all the orcs nestled in their homes and rested comfortably.

The fire kang has played its due role, making the whole house warm. The key is that there is no smoke and charcoal, and the covering space is larger, much stronger than the previous heater.

The thick clay brick walls block the loss of heat. A small table is placed on the kang covered with soft animal skins, some dried sweet potatoes are placed, and the treated animal hair is twisted into wool, and some delicate handwork is done. The joy is endless.

Lu Er announced the start of the class at this time.

It is definitely not realistic to teach all the orcs at once. Lu Yan divided them into groups, and each time he came to his house, he taught them to write on the ground.

In terms of mathematics, after taking classes here at Lu Er, he will go to Li for a second review.

Although the lessons taught by Lee are not enough, there is still no problem in correcting homework.

Among all the "students", Kok is undoubtedly the most serious one.

He accompanies Lu Er to class every day, holding a tree branch on the ground and writing with Lu Er, after class, he will think about it by himself, and even occasionally find Lu Er to open a small stove at night.

When Lu Er was in modern society, he also brought a lot of younger brothers and sisters, and not many hard-working students like Jiao.

For this reason, Lu Er is still a little curious: "I like literacy so much?"

Jiao neatly wrote the word "Tian" on the ground, looked up at Lu Er, and touched his head: "I want to learn early and help you teach."

He really felt very distressed to see Lu Er's repeated instructions and inspections during class.

For the first few days, Lu Yan had a dumb throat after finishing class, and he dared not eat the spicy food he liked.

"And..." The horn paused again, slightly embarrassed, his eyes were still looking at the landing, but his voice was lowered, "I want to know more about you."

These charming square characters are the crystallization of the world where Lu Lin was born. By studying these questions, Jiao feels that he is one step closer to touching the real and complete Lu Ning.

Lu Wei was startled, his ears were a little hot under the burning gaze, he couldn't help laughing: "Then I will teach you more."

Jiao said "um", and gently scratched Lu Er's palm, his eyes lingered on Lu Er's body, and his throat moved slightly.

In fact, there is another reason he didn't say.

In the cold season, he stayed at home and had nothing to do. He held his Asian animal intimacy every day. If he didn't find something to distract himself, he would have been unable to bear it.

But no, there is a little kid in Lu Er's stomach now.

He had to restrain it.

...

Mang also participated in Lu Er's enlightenment education.

Although his eyes can't see clearly, it doesn't delay his thoughts of literacy and numeracy.

Because Mang just couldn't see clearly, not at all, when he was in normal class, Lu Er used a thicker branch in front of his seat to write the words he wanted to learn in advance, and let Mang learn to trace with his fingers.

Mang is also very serious in learning, and will become a chubby bear in class-it is said that he has a sharper hearing and a deeper memory after becoming a beast.

It’s just that the fight next to the fat bear is a bit uncomfortable.

Because Mang took up more space after becoming a beast, he and the furry body of the red bear leaned together. He often listened to lectures and listened, and he saw a wisp of red fur falling in front of him;

And after standing up, he always got a lot of bear hair on his body.

Zhan was a little helpless: "Mang, is your hair loss a bit too serious?"

Hong Xiong turned his head to look at him, tilted his head and didn't quite understand.

Only then did Zhan remember that Mang's eyes were not good, and he definitely couldn't see the shedding fur, so he put the fur on Mang's paws together: "You smell it."

Only then did Mang react, and moved his **** to the side, trying to stay away from the war as much as possible.

After class was over, Mang also specifically asked Lu Yan and asked, "Brother, did I lose a lot of hair during class?"

"Well, don't worry, it's normal." Lu Ling touched his head and said with a smile, "It means you are going to grow up."

When Mang shed his hair frantically before, Lu Yan asked Teng worriedly, so that he didn't have to worry: "Mang has reached the developmental stage, and the hair on his body will be replaced with the bristles of an adult bear.

I remembered that when he first came to this world, Mang was still the little boy who stood at the door and shouted "brother" timidly; but in just two years, Mang entered the developmental period and soon became an adult.

Lu Er felt a lot of emotion in his heart, but when he mentioned it to Jiao, Jiao was very happy.

The little chubby bear relied on his younger brother's identity and used his soft red hair to madly attract Lu Yan. He had been unhappy for a long time.

When Mang fully enters the developmental period, the fur on his body will be replaced. Judging from the current situation, Lu Er doesn't have much interest in bristles.

It means that he is missing a furry "rival in love"!

Mang obviously thought of this, and his face collapsed: "Does brother dislike me?"

Lu Ren didn't think so much about them, and he was taken aback for a moment: "Why?"

Mang whispered: "Because I don't have any furs anymore."

"You're just changing your hair, and it's not completely gone." Lu Yan was a little bit dumbfounded, touched his head, and felt that the touch of the vast hair had changed from the soft softness of the past to the vigorously hard firmness. , Smiled and comforted him, "No matter what your Maomao becomes, you are my brother."

After being comforted by Lu Er, Mang was very happy, and his face was cheerful and hungry.

"You remember to collect the fur and you can knit it into a sweater in the future."

...

Except for the learning and math class, the daily special training of the orcs has not stopped.

The arrival of the war brought a more novel training method from the altar tribe, combined with the modern exercise experience provided by Lu Er, so that the orcs were in a painful and happy stage.

Seeing that Jiao worked so hard to train the orcs of the Redwood Tribe, Zhan frowned, and took some time to pull the horn to ask in private: "Brother, do you plan to stay here forever?"

The corner is a little strange: "What's the matter?"

His sub beast is here, where else is he going?

Zhan looked at him with a bit of hatred for iron and steel, and couldn't wait to shake the water in his horns: "Brother, you are the sacred beast and future leader of our altar tribe anyway, why have you stayed in this small tribe? "

The horn's expression remained unchanged, and he glanced at him lightly: "What do you want to say?"

"I have already inquired clearly these days. These weird and weird things in the Mahogany Tribe were all researched by Green Ears, right?" Zhan carefully analyzed, "Since he is your sub-beast, why stay in such a small tribe. Wait for Lu-ear to give birth to a baby, just take him back to the altar tribe? Our tribe is much stronger than this small tribe in terms of population and territory. When my father gets older, let you give you the leader, you think Can you do anything?"

Horn looked at this younger brother, with unclear eyes, and suddenly asked: "You don't want to be the leader?"

Zhan froze for a moment: "What?"

"If I don't go back, the leader will be yours."

Only then did Zhan react, furious, and almost wanted to punch him in the corner: "Do you think I'm the kind of person who doesn't let my brother come back because of the leader's position! Even if you go back, I'm the leader's position." It will be snatched up right now!"

The corner looked at him up and down, and he hummed, "When I was young, you grabbed everything I had."

"That's also what I grabbed by my own strength!" Zhan was indignant, "And when did you let me grab it?"

Every time he went to grab the food for the horns, the final ending was to be severely beaten by the horns!

Talking about the young past, the atmosphere between the two brothers eased a lot.

Zhan was silent for a while, and then asked, "Brother, what on earth do you think?"

Jiao raised his head and looked at the snow-filled sky, and patted the brick wall next to him lightly. A trace of warmth flashed in Bitan's eyes: "I spent here...well, if you count it, there is More than ten years."

He turned his head, "The Redwood Tribe gave me a place to stay."

Subconsciously, Zhan wanted to explain: "The tribe expelled you to..."

"I know." Jiao interrupted him, "I don't mean to blame the tribe, but I am indeed used to the life of the Redwood tribe; besides..."

Jiao looked more serious, and looked at his brother seriously, "Do you think Lu Er is my vassal? Wherever I want to take him, he will go with me?"

Zhan was stunned again.

In this era of the weak and the strong, the sub-beasts without strong fighting ability are vassals or even slaves of the orcs in most cases.

Rich and strong like the altar tribe, there is not much food and clothing pressure, the status of the Asian beasts is pretty good, and most things depend on the opinions of their partners and father and brother.

Zhan is a little hard to understand the idea of ​​the angle.

"Do you think Lu... Luer has to rely on me to survive?"

Zhan Gang wanted to say "yes" without hesitation, but stopped when the words came to his lips.

If, like most other tribes, all depend on hunting for food, the weak sub-beasts naturally must rely on other people to survive; but under Lu Er’s hands, the land can grow rich in food, which tastes far more than wild beast meat. Well, I keep livestock, and even build a solid wall...

The indispensable position of the orcs seems to be the only item left to protect personal safety.

However, in general, the tribes that light the torch, the wild beasts will not easily approach, plus the powerful crossbow...

Zhan opened his mouth and suddenly felt speechless.

After a while, he sighed: "Brother, why did you find such an Asian beast?"

Jiao smiled, and his eyebrows filled with triumph: "I just like him."

Zhan looked at his brother who exuded a rich sweet and sour smell, and said sourly: "Find a sub beast and pay yourself to this small tribe. You can do it."

"The Redwood Tribe will not always be so small." Kok is very confident of this. "It will get bigger and bigger, and it might even surpass the God Altar Tribe one day."

He looked at Zhan, with a hint of ridicule in his eyes, "It is because you saw this that you persuaded me to bring Green Ears back to the altar tribe, right?"

Zhan hummed and declined to comment.

"It's useless for you to worry about this. The Redwood Tribe will not be the enemy of the Altar Tribe." Horn waved his hand, "Why don't you think about how we can cooperate."

After the two people talked, Jiao suddenly remembered something, turned his head to look at Zhan, and added a serious expression, "By the way, there is one more thing-about the leader of the altar tribe... If I go back, you will definitely Maybe beat me."

After speaking, he patted Zhan's shoulder, turned and left.

war:"……"

I really want to kill my brother.

Unfortunately, I can't beat it.

...

In order to train alertness, Horn will occasionally summon the orcs to gather at night.

Lu Wei sleeps well in the middle of the night before falling asleep, and wakes up easily in the second half of the night. Horn wakes up in the first half of the night. Before leaving, he kissed Lu Lin on the face before going out in the snow to raid the unfortunate orcs and call them out. Training.

The orcs who had been in class for a day during the day yawned and were pulled out by the horns, with sandbags tied to their arms and legs, and they were not allowed to go home until dawn.

When Jiao returned with Yong, Lie, and Zhan, Lu Yan was leaning at the door to watch the snow.

Seeing them back, Lu Wei went back to the house and brought a pot of **** soup with a smile on his face: "Drink some **** soup."

Dispel cold and keep warm and avoid colds.

Lie and Yong also came over and rubbed Jiang Tang.

Lu Yan looked at them up and down, a little hesitant: "Your clothes...?"

Jiao looked over and noticed that Lie was wearing a tight gray sweater and Yong was wearing a loose orange sweater.

The sweaters of the two of them were changed with each other before, but they did not expect to change them today.

Because the color of the sweater is the same as their hair color, it looks exceptionally harmonious, and the groggy orcs didn't even notice it.

Lu Er saw more than Jiao.

——Yong He Yeol, it’s like getting up in a panic and wearing the wrong clothes...

He squinted his eyes and asked coldly, "Yong, do you still need to treat the torn herb?"

Yongzheng took a cup of hot **** soup from Lie's hand and was about to drink it. He was startled by Lu Er's words, his hand shook, Jiang Tang poured on his hand, and he was directly burned into a leopard with a cry .

The leopard shook his paw, licked his tongue lightly, and looked at Lu Wei in shock.

Lu Er's eyes were attracted by the leopard's body.

He looked at the smooth figure of the leopard in surprise: "Yong, where's your sweater?"