Chapter 29
Ling slowly shook the head: “You have to protect the tribe, but also protect it.”
Ling pointed to the stone under the white butterfly grandfather.
“And I, I’m going to find Abba, and I’m going to find out the reason.” Ling’s body is old and hunched, but his voice is firm: “The reason for the destruction of the insect tribe!”
White butterfly grandfather was silent, he knew his master’s stubborn temper.
It is useless to object, this is a fact verified by countless bosses.
“Little White Butterfly, take good care of the tribe, in the future… I will come back in the future.”
Ling has been alone, and has not looked for other men as partners, nor is there any other devil beast Partner, only a white butterfly grandfather.
Although Ling was old and hunched, her body was extremely flexible, and she ran down the mountain quickly.
But after the foot of the mountain, she also turned around and waved to the grandfather of the white butterfly: “Little White Butterfly, wait for me to come back!”
It seems that she has returned to the original place in the insect. Innocent and pure when tribal.
Looking at the distant back in the sunset, the white butterfly grandfather’s eyes were firm:
“I will protect the tribe for you, Ling.”
“I , I will always wait for you and wait for you to come back.”
This is the end.
……
He Chen’s eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes, he found himself lying beside the white butterfly grandfather.
He rubbed his head, then sat up straight, next to Xiaobai with worried eyes.
The memories just now are still fresh in my mind.
He lightly patted Xiaobai’s head, Xiaobai immediately became happy when he saw that He Chen was all right.
“Cub…” The white butterfly grandfather’s voice was not as powerful as in the dream, but full of old age.
He Chen came back to his senses from the memory just now: “The white butterfly grandfather.”
“My son, this is the origin of the green worm tribe.” The white butterfly grandfather incited slightly Single Wing: “As for the north…I don’t know what it is, maybe it’s a powerful devil beast.”
He Chen clicked nodded.
Humans shouldn’t be able to do that, unless it’s culture and fantasy novels in particular.
“So, get stronger as soon as possible, brat.” After the white butterfly grandfather finished speaking, she fell down: “I’m going to sleep for a while… I’m a little tired…”
A moment , the white butterfly grandfather fell asleep, his body heaving slightly.
He Chen glanced at the stone under it, but couldn’t see what it was. It seemed that it didn’t appear in the game or anime in the previous life.
She shook her head and decided not to think much, when the boat gets to the pier-head, it will go straight with the current .
He’s better to grow wretched as soon as possible.
There are so many Pokémons in the worm tribe, so powerful, at least thousands of humans, they were all destroyed in the end, and only 30 people came out.
With the current thin arms and legs of the Green Worm Tribe, it’s simple.
“Spirit…Guard…I’ll wait for you…”
Behind him, an unconscious murmur came from telepathy, and He Chen felt distressed for a while.
Because of the spirit, the white butterfly grandfather has guarded the green worm tribe for hundreds of years.
Just because, she said, protect the tribe and wait for her to come back.
……
It was night when we left the cave.
He Chen put out a breath, feeling heavy in his heart.
The Green Worm tribe has only two witches.
One is the spirit and the other is him.
And Ling has gone to find the truth, he guessed that most of them have died outside.
After all, people are not Divine Beasts.
Like a white butterfly grandfather, although it inherits some of the traits of Genesect, it is still not a Divine Beast.
It also ages and may even die soon.
Hundreds of years.
The spirit may be dead.
Now, all the burden is on him.
“Never mind, take a step and see.” He Chen shook his head and walked down the mountain with Xiaobai.
Hungry all afternoon, stomach rumbling with hunger.
A bonfire has been raised at the foot of the mountain, and today’s bonfire was raised next to the wood house.
Because today, everyone will live in a wood house, a cave used to store all kinds of food and tools.
The hunting team had a good harvest today, and it seems that they caught two or three times as much prey.
“It seems that the effect of splitting into two teams is not bad.” He Chen thought to himself.
Split into two teams, not too weak and not too bloated.
And there appear to be no casualties today.
“Morning Witch!”
This is Wing calling him, beckoning him to sit next to him.
“Don’t, uncle, just call me Chen.”
He Chen walked over and waved his hand quickly.
Others are okay, but Wing is his uncle!
“Chen” can be called “Morning Witch”, but “He Chen” cannot.
The traditional virtues of the Chinese nation, respect the old and cherish the young.
“That’s not possible!” Wing glared at Leer: “You are a witch, and the Boss should respect the witch.”
He Chen was helpless.
Through Baidie grandfather’s memory, he also discovered that the witch’s status is above the Boss.
“Chen, no, Chen Wu, I left a leg for you.” Di has a leg in his arms, which seems to belong to Poochyena. He only dares to call Chen in private. Can be called the morning witch.
As for the legs in the hands.
The most common in this basin are Poochyena and Zigzagoon.
“Didn’t I get chopsticks…” Before He Chen finished speaking, he realized that something was wrong.
This kind of roasted meat doesn’t need chopsticks! It’s better to eat directly with your hands, otherwise you will eat a few pieces of meat when everyone else eats a few taels of meat with chopsticks.
Stone and wooden bowls are also not very practical.
Speaking of bowls…
“By the way, don’t you mean to cook soup today?”
He Chen just remembered.
“It’s boiled, over there.”
Wing pointed to a bonfire not far away, and there was a stone pot next to the bonfire.
Wing said: “The water is not hot, it will be ready tomorrow.”
Er…
He Chen laughed helplessly.
How can you cook it next to it, this is not what Uncle Mao used to cook the bark, you can slowly burn it.
You are making soup!
“Ai, there is a long way to go!”
Remembering the power of the insect tribe, they are about to develop farming techniques.
And here, cooking a soup will not.
“Develop as soon as possible, as soon as possible.” He Chen admonished himself.
He instructed the people to build a stone pot with wood, and there were pieces of jerky in it.
And Di watched the scene where He Chen was teaching everyone, and there was an indescribable feeling.
If he had knowledge of the future, he would know that He Chen taught people to plant, store water, cook soup, etc., full of the sense of holiness that Saint taught the world.
But Di didn’t know, so he just thought He Chen very difficult to deal with.
“It’s a pity there’s no seasoning.” He Chen estimates that primordial people get their salt through Pokémon’s blood.
He only took a few gulps of Poochyena’s blood the other day.
Pokémon have salt in their blood, but tribes don’t.
So, this pot of broth has no taste at all, just a kind of meat Fragrance.
But other people are not as picky as He Chen.
The smell of broth for the first time attracted everyone.
“Gudu.”
Everyone put down the meat in their hands.
This Roasted meat suddenly doesn’t taste good.
He Chen picked up the wooden bowl, filled a bowl of broth, blew it, and took a sip.
“Fu——”
After drinking, I let out a pleasant exhalation sound.
Although not salty, it is much better than Roasted meat! God knows how much He Chen doesn’t want to eat Roasted meat now.
“Do you want?” He Chen laughed, looking at them.
The answer is obvious.
Then bowls of broth were beaten out, and after a while, a pot of broth was finished.
After a while, everyone who was full and full went to the wood house Rest.
He Chen also went back to their wood house with Di.
Opening the door, I saw that the wood house was covered with a thick layer of hay, but nothing else.
Beds, tables, etc. I haven’t had time to make them.
He Chen and Di walked in and sat down, feeling soft.
Lie down and let out a long breath.
He Chen suddenly asked, “Xiao Di, Xiao Bai, you say, what is it that supports people’s life?”
Senior didn’t have time to think about this question, Because the job is about making money.
In this life, after experiencing the memory of the grandfather of the white butterfly, he suddenly became suspicious.
People live, why?
“Of course it’s for eating!” Di as it should be by rights.
But after he finished speaking, he held his head for fear of being knocked by He Chen.
He Chen laughed.
Sure is a foodie.
“Meh, baa.”
Xiao Bai: Living is, where are you, where am I.
He Chen choked.
Gan, are you so moved?
He touched Xiaobai’s head.
He continued to Di: “Besides eating, what else do you want?”
“Besides eating, of course, there are cubs!” Di finished holding head, but Seeing that He Chen didn’t knock him, he put his hand down: “I will also find a woman like Aunt Hua to have a baby in the future!”
Flower…
That arm Women with thick waists…
“cough cough.” Primordial people have different aesthetics, so He Chen decided to ask another way: “Xiao Di, what is the purpose of your life?”
Uh, no, no, what is the purpose? It’s like a human being a villain.
However, Di said suspiciously: “What’s the purpose of living? No! But do you want to die without a purpose?”
“puchi.” He Chen couldn’t help it Laugh out loud.
Di wondered what was funny about what he said, but he laughed too.
Finally, Xiaobai also joined.
The two laughed happily, the laughter grew louder and happier.
“Yes, we can’t die.”
He Chen laughed heartily.
The pressure from the white butterfly grandfather was disappeared.
As long as you live, you just need to move forward.