C2 Make a Fire

It turned out that the owner of this Stone Blade was the one who was knocked down by the crocodile with a swing of its tail. He woke up in a daze and saw Wu Ya, the person who wore strange clothes. In an instant, Wu Ya's throat made a gurgling sound. The hairs on his body stood up. He even forgot to resist. Wu Ya's mind was filled with only thoughts, "I'm going to die!" Four words.

The stone blade on his neck began to exert force. Just as it was about to cut through his skin... The servant next to Wu Ya who had just been sent out by the system made his move! He shouted, "Master, be careful!" and moved his body. One of his hands was holding the stone knife made by the abbot, while the other was pushing at the person. When Wu Ya heard another scream, he looked back. He saw that the servant had quickly controlled the person behind him.

Wu Ya let out a huge sigh of relief. His heart was beating fast and he was no longer in a daze. He hurriedly took a step forward and turned around to defend himself. He thought to himself, "Luckily I sent a man here. If this was really a maid... Then I, Wu Ya, don't have the fortune to enjoy it!

It was too late. It happened so fast. These things only happened in two to three seconds. Wu Ya shouted angrily, "What do you want to do?!"

That man didn't want to admit defeat at first, but he saw a spear piercing through the crocodile's body. He looked at the people of Tribe, and finally looked at Wu Ya with respect. He no longer insisted on fighting. Most of the remaining Primitive in the Tribe knelt in front of Wu Ya and begged for forgiveness, "Chief, God, forgive me. "He doesn't know you are God..."

One or two men went up to the strong man and explained, pointing at the sky and painting the earth. Then, they said that Wu Ya had been sent by God to save Xing Yunyun. The strong man's expression gradually calmed down.

Wu Ya also caught his breath. He took a few steps back and pulled out the Divine Spear. When the Primitive saw the action, it thought that Wu Ya was going to ruthlessly take revenge. It became even sadder. "God, don't kill Mu. He is the strongest warrior of Tribe..."

Looking at the begging of those primitive men, Wu Ya suddenly felt a kind of joy as if he was in control of life and death. A gust of wind blew over, and Wu Ya finally woke up. Looking at the Divine Spear in his hand, it had already become the most ordinary stone spear. It should still be in the midst of cooling down, right?

Wu Ya took a few more steps back and waved his hand. "Let him go. I forgive his ignorance, but from now on, if he still dares to harm me, I will burn him."

Wu Ya did not know if the Primitive could understand him, but his words came from his mind, and when it came to his mouth, it automatically turned into another language. The language structure sounded much simpler.

The primitive people were grateful. When the servants let go of that person, they took it and sat far away, not daring to approach Wu Ya. The servant returned to Wu Ya's side and knelt down with a humble look, "Master..."

Wu Ya looked at him. The servant only had a piece of beast skin covering his body. There was nothing blocking the other parts of his body. However, looking at this body... It was about the same size as a skinny adult in the future. His hands were a bit big... His face was closer to that of an ancient ape, and his back was a little hump. He lowered his head and looked at the Primitives. It was more or less the same as drinking from him. This should be the appearance of most people in this world.

After thinking for a while, Wu Ya asked him, "Do you have a name?"

"No."

Wu Ya circled around the servant again and said, "Alright, I will give you a name. You will be called Huo Hu from now on."

"My name is Huo Hu?" The servant pointed at his nose and said. His eyes were filled with joy, as if the only flaw in his life had been filled.

Wu Ya nodded seriously. "You will be called Huo Hu!"

"My name is Huo Hu. Hahaha, my name is Huo Hu. I have a name. My name is Huo Hu!"

Servant, now that he was called Huo Hu, he was so happy that he was in a mess in the jungle. He was jumping around. Wu Ya could not help but smile when he saw the simple-minded Primitive. However, he immediately felt sad again.

He didn't even know where he was going to die. How could he feed others, let alone a bunch of people?

"Hey, hey, hey, Huo Hu. Don't run around. Come over and I'll ask you something..."

The living tiger ran to Wu Ya and said, "I'm here."

"Do you want to eat something?"

"Eat?" Huo Hu touched his stomach seriously, then nodded and said, "Yes, I want to eat."

Wu Ya nodded. It seemed like he really had another mouth. Right, if it was not enough... Could this servant eat it? Hehe...

Huo Hu sensed Wu Ya's malicious sneer and couldn't help but shiver. He quickly said to Wu Ya, "Master, Huo Hu, Huo Hu doesn't want it, don't want it."

But before he could finish his words, his stomach rumbled. Wu Ya began to mock the system in his heart again. Why didn't he feed the goods to their full? Even the piglets in the countryside knew about it. He had to feed them a meal before selling them. It wasn't for any other reason, but for the sake of making a name for themselves.

Furthermore, it wasn't him. The other Primitives also revealed dispirited expressions. Everything that had happened just now had been seen by those Primitives. There was no need to mention the spear that was thrown. No one could clearly see anything. However, this huge change had directly transformed Huo Hu. However, they had seen it very carefully. The Primitive thought in its heart. This person in front of it... He is a real god. I offended him just now. He must be thinking of ways to punish us now.

The Primitive began to search for the unlucky ones. When a god got angry, they needed sacrifices. Who should we send? When they crossed the river, the chief and the witch had already led their people to the sky and sacrifice to the River God. Now, these people in front of them were the ones who would pass on their incense offerings in the future. It was not easy to give up.

Wu Ya looked at the crowd. Everyone hurriedly lowered their heads and did not dare to look at each other, but there was also one person who dared to look at Wu Ya. This was the person who almost killed Wu Ya. He hadn't seen this "miracle" twice. Wu Ya thought for a while and said, "It's getting late. Let's start a fire and prepare to eat."

The primitive people looked up in fear and said, "Chief, what do you want to eat?"

"What else do you want to eat? Let's eat crocodiles." Wu Ya saw that the people below were confused. He pointed at the crocodile and emphasized, "This is it..."

One of the older people stood up and said, "Chief, does the chief not represent God to punish us? Someone just ran into you..."

"Uh," Wu Ya shook his head and said, "Forget it, forget it. Our gods are good at living. This is the first time we have made a mistake, so we should take it as a warning. " Make a fire and roast this crocodile! "

The older Primitive did not know what to do. Wu Ya smiled and said, "What's your name?"

"My, my name is Shi. I am the person in charge of building stone tools in Tribe."

Wu Ya nodded and comforted him. Only then did the Tribe settle down. Many people picked up the Stone Blades on the ground and started to punish the crocodile. But at this time, Wu Ya discovered a problem. This group of Primitives seemed to be using the method of digging wood for fire. Wu Ya looked at the sky. Looking at his hungry servant, he could not help but feel anxious. When would he be able to eat?

The one who drilled wood for fire was the strong man called Mu. It seemed like the name of Tribe was similar to the job he was in charge of. Wu Ya brought Huo Hu to Mu and said, "Can you make fire before dark?"

Mu looked at Wu Ya and continued his work. Wu Ya's face turned cold. A Primitive that passed by him secretly kicked him. Only then did Mu Mu say, "Our Tribe is not on fire. If you want fire, you need to go to the Great Tribe to exchange for it. "My father will be on fire. We were defeated by the Great Tribe. I'm not that good at it yet. By luck, we can start a fire at night. "

According to Tingmu, they seemed to be innocent people who had a treasure in their possession. No one else would start a fire. The Great Tribe had a monopoly on this technology, and they had found out about it by chance. So, they attacked the Tribe and kept a monopoly on it. It seemed like the people of the primitive society weren't simple either.

They had to do things as early as possible. After putting on an act, Wu Ya sat down. He looked at the wood and wood for fire. As for the other Primitives, they would either go and pick up firewood. Or he would deal with the Crocodile Meat. The group of women were very clever. After a while, They had already shaved off the crocodile's skin. It seemed like they knew how to make leather armor. Those Crocodile Meats... And it was cut into pieces by a stone knife. There were many mosquitoes in the evening, and the Crocodile Meats would occasionally climb up. Those women did not care.

After cutting an entire crocodile, not even a spark appeared on the side of the tree. The Primitive had already come up with a plan to eat it raw. The tree's head was covered in sweat, but it was unwilling to give up. Wu Ya smiled and played with the waterproof lighter in his hand. He really wanted to say something to him. Why did it have to be?

He saw that the firewood picked up by the Primitive contained velvet and a tiny stick. The bigger stick just happened to be the step to start a fire. Wu Ya was slightly surprised. This Tribe must have mastered the more mature method to start a fire, or else they wouldn't be able to pick up firewood so quickly. Everyone gathered around Mu. They hoped to start a fire, but Wu Ya brought Huo Hu to find a few stones. He placed them next to the pile of firewood and formed a small circle.

Then, Wu Ya quietly took out a lighter from his bag. He lit up a little velvet and took out some small wooden sticks. A small, stable fire came out.

The Primitive smelled the smoke and looked over. They saw a pile of bright flames in front of Wu Ya. They were all shocked. They looked at each other, and their eyes were filled with doubt. Did they mean that they saw the chief start the fire?

They shook their heads. No. Didn't the chief sit on the side and stare blankly?

Mu also looked at the fire in front of Wu Ya in disbelief, then looked at the wooden stick in his hand, and his palm that was almost broken. Immediately, a sense of defeat lingered in his heart.

"Why? Why?" Mu looked at Wu Ya with puzzlement and asked, "Why can't you make a fire even if you don't dig wood? Why can't I make a fire?"

Wu Ya naturally could not tell the truth. He forced a smile and added firewood to the fire. The fire burned Tong Tong. Then he said, "I was sent by God to be your chief. Before God sent me, he gave me a lot of things, such as this fire..."

Mu did not speak when he heard that. He helplessly sat on the ground. The other Primitives looked at the sky devoutly. They muttered a few words of gratitude and suggested, "Chief, can we roast meat now?"

At this time, Wu Ya noticed that something was wrong with Huo Hu behind him. He held his head with both hands, and his eyes were filled with tears. He muttered, "Fire, don't fire. "I'm not blaming you! Don't burn me, don't burn me! Ah!

An electronic voice rang in Wu Ya's mind. "Servant Huo Hu has entered a state of chaos. Activate the Yang Consortium's electroconvulsive therapy!"