C9 Disappeared Crocodile

After a while, the kiln had become very hard, and the interior of the kiln had also been burnt black. Wu Ya thought to himself, Now it's time to start boiling the pottery.

When he was digging a trap yesterday. Wu Ya discovered that there was white mud underneath the ground. The white mud was very delicate, and it was enough for boiling the pottery. If one were to pay attention to something, they would need to specialize in clay.

Wu Ya dug in the same place as Huo Hu, but when the person transporting the Crocodile Meat came again, Wu Ya did not manage to dig out the white mud.

This was strange. Yesterday, he had clearly found some. Forget it, forget it. Let's take the Crocodile Meat away first and see if there was any inside the trap.

Another ten crocodiles were carried back. The fat had already piled up into a mountain, and the flies were buzzing as they flew over. However, the fat of the crocodiles had the effect of repelling mosquitoes and repellents. In the later generations, some primitive tribes used this burning and spittle to prevent mosquitoes from biting. The flies liked to bite the organs of the alligators.

Wu Ya looked at the sky. It had been a long time since noon, so he roasted some meat with Huo Hu and the other two.

He could often hear the words "you dare to make it in broad daylight..." on television. Actually, this kind of phrase was also scientific. In broad daylight, It did not refer to moral restraint and public opinion supervision, because whether it was humans or animals, The behavior shown during the day and at night was very different. For example, once the sun set, Fear and nervousness will be enhanced. The most terrifying camp howling incident in the ancient army... Every single one of these incidents happened at night.

Wu Ya estimated that once the sun set, this place would most likely become a killing zone once more. In this kind of relatively hot weather, the crocodile's fat could not last more than two days. It might even produce a rotten smell in one day, so he had to make some containers that could store oil today.

"Huo Hu, Oishi..." Wu Ya ordered. "We will clean up the remaining crocodiles. I want to see if there is any white mud in the trap."

The two of them were stunned. They did not know what kind of white mud Wu Ya was talking about, but they took out the Stone Blade from their waists and started to deal with the crocodiles.

As they approached the trap, the crocodile's corpse was stacked layer by layer. Inside, Wu Ya even saw one or two dying crocodiles. They were not injured. Instead, they were stepped on by other crocodiles and then pressed down by their corpses. They had held it in for so long, and now they only had one last breath left. Of course, This was only benefiting Wu Ya. He finally understood the feeling of killing an alligator with his bare hands! There was no use for Wu Yas. Wu Ya chuckled. He did not think that he would one day become a "fierce man.

As he gradually approached the trap, Wu Ya suddenly felt the alligator corpse moving on top of the trap. It was very strange.

"Eh?" Wu Ya stopped in his tracks. Was it an illusion? At this time, Huo Hu also stopped walking and asked Wu Ya, "Master, did you see the trap move?

Wu Ya nodded and became alert. Happiness brought sorrow. Don't let anything go wrong at this time. Wu Ya summoned the Divine Spear in his hand and slowly approached the trap. Huo Hu and the big rock also gently lifted the crocodile on the surface.

At this time, the crocodile pile moved again. Inside the trap. There were only two or three dead crocodiles left. Then, the crocodiles moved. Wu Ya saw a crocodile below! The trap was only five meters long and two meters deep. Wu Ya saw that the crocodile inside was five meters long and could not be considered a curled tail. It could also dig into the soil with its head. If this crocodile was not injured... He only needed to jump a little and he would be able to jump up. The three of them looked at each other. They tacitly lifted three dead crocodiles and piled them on top of the trap, but they were still worried. They sat on top of the trap.

The surrounding was filled with the smell of crocodiles. Wu Ya turned his head and made a sound. Should I use the Divine Spear? No, the Divine Spear is used to deal with emergencies. As the saying goes, when you walk by the river often, there are no crocodiles that you don't see. In order to ensure your safety in the future, you can't use the Divine Spear now. Alright, I'll suppress it first. It would be fine if it didn't come out, but if it came out... I'll stab it in the heart.

Wu Ya thought so, but he didn't know that a few pairs of peeping eyes appeared in the distant mountain forest. They seemed to be the natives here. They saw those people wearing grass skirts, veterinarians, and hats made from the skull of fierce beasts. They were prostrating on the ground, watching Wu Ya and the others' every move.

Wu Ya, however, had no idea. He saw that not far away, they had tried to dig a hole. After digging for less than a meter, they found white clay that could be used to make clay. Wu Ya did not dig it up. Instead, he poured some water into the hole and dug the soil to step on it.

Finally, he stepped on a large pile of white clay that was as tight as dough. Then he rubbed the mud strips. Huo Hu and Oishi squatted by the side and watched Wu Ya rub the mud strips. They also became interested. They started to rub the mud bar as well. However, they had rubbed it out. Some parts were thick. Some places are fine and don't need them at all. Wu Ya smiled. He did not give up on their enthusiasm. He just took advantage of the moment when they were not paying attention. He kneaded them into balls again.

At this time, the people from the Tribe came again, but they were obviously exhausted. The women came twice, but this time, they didn't come. They said that there were too many fires in the Tribe, and they needed someone to manage them. However, Wu Ya knew that it was tiring.

When the men of Tribe carried the crocodile away, the people on the hillside also quietly left. There seemed to be some excitement in their eyes.

On Wu Ya's side, other than the crocodile that was used to suppress the trap, The rest of the broken pieces had basically been cleaned up. As for the clay pot that Wu Ya had used to pile up with white mud... It had also basically taken shape, although it was still not round enough. However, Wu Ya felt that it would be fine if there was a leak. He corrected it slightly. He wiped some fine sand on both sides and then used a layer of diluted white mud to wipe it. He placed it into the kiln and began to boil it.

Putting firewood into the fire. Wu Ya was fine on his left and right. He looked at the fat meat in a daze. A crocodile had at least 100 pounds of fat, an average of 200 pounds. More than 30 of them had been brought back, which meant that there were at least six thousand pounds of fat here. If he refined the oil according to his current speed, he would not be able to finish it in half a month.

Wu Ya used the white mud to make some small plates, small plates, bottles, pottery pots and other tools. He put them aside and dried them, preparing to use one day to cook them the next day. However, the sky gradually darkened. After setting a fire, Wu Ya did not dare to stay here anymore.

Money was a worldly possession.

At this moment, the campsite of Yanhuang Tribe could be described as a forest of meat. If this was not easy to describe, then it could be described as a sea of fire. After verifying it, There were a total of 35 crocodiles, and they had an average of 400 kilograms of skin and bones removed. That was about seven tons of food. In each of the more spacious places in the valley... On top of the fire, A large number of Crocodile Meats were hung on a simple tripod. Each fire could be held up to 100 jin. There were a total of 60 fires. Of course, There was also a large number of Crocodile Meats that could not be smoked. They could only see a branch on two trees. The Crocodile Meats were like drying clothes. It was hanging on top of the tree.

Wu Ya thought to himself. The processing of this meat... It was still a very big problem, and that would be easy. If the meat was rotten... Then, all the previous efforts would have been for naught. Furthermore, Wu Ya was also worried that these Crocodile Meats would attract other things. The crocodile's thin flesh was more resistant to rotting. If the weather was good, the sun would continue to be so big. Then we can dry the surface of the meat to increase its resistance to decay. It could also be directly made into dried meat. Wu Ya was thinking if he had salt in his hands. Then it's much easier to deal with the food.

Speaking of salt, Wu Ya remembered that he had seen a kind of white land when he was in a daze. It was a rich land of coarse salt. However, Wu Ya had rushed out of the forest at that time and had not paid much attention to it. It would not be easy to find it now.

The people of Tribe had been tired for the whole day. They fell into a deep sleep and didn't speak for the whole night.

The next morning, Wu Ya brought the people of the Tribe once again. They arrived at the place where the trap was. On the way, Wu Ya thought about the crocodile meat and the corpse that he left behind yesterday. If that was the case, he wouldn't have to worry about the Crocodile Meat rotting away. No matter how rotten it was, this grandpa wasn't lacking in this aspect. However... Wu Ya had forgotten that the crocodile was an expert on the food chain. There weren't many of them to begin with. In the battle the night before, More than 40 crocodiles had died. The difficulty of hunting in the nearby crocodiles pond should have been greatly reduced. Crocodiles weren't hungry. They could only differentiate between their own kind and where so many of their kind had died. They wouldn't foolishly come up again.

The crocodile didn't come again, but the scene beside the trap gave Wu Ya a fright.

When they left yesterday, there were still many crocodile limbs on the ground. For example, one or two legs and a few tails. But now, they were all gone! Vultures would not hunt at night. Could it be that other predators had taken them away? But what made Wu Ya even more surprised was that there was a terrifying crocodile in the trap. It was nowhere to be seen.

What on earth had stolen the crocodile?

Wu Ya did not believe that there was any kind of land predator that could defeat the crocodile in such a small space and transfer it away. If there was, then there was only one possibility, and that was human!

There was actually someone in this desolate mountain range. Robinson had defeated all sorts of difficulties on the deserted island. However, because he saw a big footprint, he was so scared that his flock of sheep disbanded, and he didn't even dare to make a fire. Thus, It could be seen how terrifying it was to encounter a person who didn't know who his enemy was. Wu Ya was afraid as well. Speaking of which, what he feared the most was humans. If it wasn't for the system giving out missions... When Wu Ya saw the Yanhuang Tribe crossing the river, he had already turned around and fled.

But now, the system didn't seem to have made any movements.

Wu Ya looked at the hidden place for a long time and found that there was no movement. So he approached the trap. He looked around and found that his kiln was still there. He couldn't care about anything else and quickly went over to take a look. Fortunately, it was still alright. Although the crocodile was gone, those "bandits" didn't recognize the gold and jade. Wu Ya did not take away the most precious thing. Not only did he not take away the things inside the kiln, no one moved the small plates and plates that were hanging outside.

Wu Ya slowly took out the clay pot from the kiln. He gently knocked on it with his finger. The sound was very clear. Wu Ya said in his heart that it was not bad. Looking at the bottom and the inner surface of the clay pot, there was a thin layer of glaze on the surface. Wu Ya's heart turned into a good word.