I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

After digging the carrots, Mu Feng finally took a group of people to the river.

On the way, he handed in the task of carrot, and the achievement point came to 3100!

At that time, he wanted to redeem the Great Earth Dao technique, but when he thought of looking for wolves when he looked back, his achievement points might be used by others, so he had to suppress the urge in his heart.

The group was careful and came to the river without any accident.

With the previous experience, everyone went to the place to dig directly.

Mu Feng squatted by the river and continued to look at the grass, hoping for new discoveries.

I found cress by the river last time, plus I have gained two thousand achievement points from starting today, and my heart is uplifted. I feel like taking advantage of this lucky energy to see if I can earn another wave of achievement points.

However, the ideal is full, and the reality is very skinny.

He was dragging on the riverside for a long time, but he didn't find anything new.

"Hey!" Mu Feng sighed from the bottom of his heart, "I can only do this!"

Since there was nothing new in the grass, he could only go back and see how the yellow clay was dug.

This time I brought fifty people, which was five times the last time. Both the speed of digging the soil and the amount of digging maps far exceeded the last time.

After all, after digging the clay back this time, he will open a large kiln to burn enough pottery for the tribe.

If possible, he will burn some more so that next time Changning comes over, he can exchange pottery with Changning.

And once the pottery can be fired on a large scale, the kiln technology can be upgraded.

Once the pottery technology is mature, large-scale metal smelting can be carried out.

With the metal tribe, the speed of development will be ahead of the entire era!

"Hey, that's right! Metal ore is needed to smelt metals!" Mu Feng's heart suddenly reacted, "A lot of copper ore was found by the river."

Thinking of this, he hurried to the river again, and looked left and right, only to find that the shore was full of silt and green grass, and there were no yellow or brown stones he was looking for.

"Huh?" Mu Feng said secretly, "It's impossible for the river to be without stones. There is so much silt and grass here, so there is no stone. Why is that?"

He looked up left and right, and at a glance, a wide and flat field of vision was full of grassy beaches.

He looked at the flow of the river again, and it was also extremely slow.

"It seems that this should be the downstream position of this river." Mu Feng thought secretly, "Affected by the speed of the water, most of the upper reaches are large rocks, the middle reaches are mostly pebbles, and the downstream is fine sand."

"The river here is flowing so slowly, either it is entering the lake or the sea. I just don't know how long this river is. In case it is a big river, even the tributaries are choking..."

Mu Feng shook his head secretly: "It seems that it is impossible to seamlessly connect pottery and metal smelting! I can only look back and think of other ways."

So he had to walk to Han Shu honestly: "How is it, when can I go back?"

"It has been dug and installed, and we can set off right away!" Han Shu answered honestly.

"Okay!" Mu Feng nodded, "Ten people will be free, and hold the bows and arrows to protect the others. Be careful when you go back. If you encounter prey, you can shoot arrows, but you can't go far, understand?"

"Understand!" Han Shu nodded heavily, suppressing his excitement.

He saw several horned deer along the way. He couldn't help but want to make a move, but Mu Feng stopped him.

Because Mu Feng was worried that it would be inconvenient to carry when shooting an horned deer, which would slow down their journey.

The most important thing is that Han Shu himself understands that hunting is very dangerous if it is not for hunting specifically or on the way home.

As long as you don't return to the tribe in the first time, the blood from the dead hunters may attract beasts.

This is also one of the reasons why Mu Feng took them to hunt before, and always caught the prey alive, which shocked the people of the tribe so much.

Fortunately, it was the way home now, and Mu Feng also said that he could hunt.

The most important thing is that he also understands that Mu Feng wants to see how well his archery is practiced.

After receiving permission, Han Shu seemed to have changed a person, and his momentum gradually rose, carrying a large bow and a dozen bamboo arrows to the front of the team.

Under Mu Feng's instruction, they chose a route that was not far from the last one, and their travel speed slowed down slightly.

Everyone knows what Mu Feng is going to do.

Surprisingly, no one raised objections—not only did they have no objections, but there were expectations that they had never had before.

It's just that they met a few horned deer before they left the grassy beach.

Han Shu was the first to perceive the existence of the horned deer. He waved his hand and everyone immediately squatted down. Then he quietly took out his bow and arrow, half-kneeled in the grass, and silently began to aim at the horned deer not far away.

And the ten hunting team members holding bows around him also quietly flexed their bows at this time, with their arrows pointed at the horned deer.

"One, two, three, four, five, five!" Mu Feng counted silently.

It seems that there should be a large horned deer nearby, otherwise you won't see several single horned deer scattered around.

"Five horned deer, eleven people and eleven arrows, as long as they can perform normally, it is not a big problem!" The old **** Mu Feng was there, and he did not look at Han Shu and their expressions, waiting for the results.

Sure enough, within three minutes, the five-horned deer fell.

"Warchief, what should I do now?" Han Shu was excited, and asked Mu Feng in a low voice without moving without permission.

"Wait!" Mu Feng said only one word.

Han Shu nodded heavily, did not speak, and stayed still.

He knew that the horned deer were just bait.

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