The Caveman Made Me Awesome

Ye Xi left the wine tower in a low mood.

But when he returned to the clothing tower, took off the bloated animal skin coat and the dirty and worn linen clothes, and put on the new clothes that had just been cut, his mood changed again.

Because the clothes he just made were too much to his liking.

The man at Yita made the clothes he wanted perfectly, and even exceeded his expectations by a lot.

This piece of Ye Xi's was designed by imitating a set of game costumes called "Zhucao Xirong" in his memory. Stand-up collar, narrow sleeves, trousers with bound feet, an off-the-shoulder robe-like jacket slanted on the outside, the hem covering the calf, tied with an animal bone inlaid copper belt, and leather boots...

After putting on, the whole person looks handsome and tall, full of vigor.

Ye Xi looked at the cuffs and found that the cuffs, necklines and hem of the clothes were embroidered with fierce animal patterns, which looked exquisite and expensive.

In this savage land, only Jiu Gong can make such well-cut and exquisite clothes. Even Ye Xi couldn't imagine how the people from Jiu Gong not only finished all four clothes but also embroidered patterns in just half a day.

Because Jiugong's clothes were made of special material and had an excellent cold-proof effect, Ye Xi simply threw away the original animal skin coat and wore new light clothes with ease.

But Duan Ling was only a first-level warrior, and his cold resistance was not as strong as Ye Xi's. It would still be cold just by wearing this body, so he put on a thin animal skin coat outside.

Putting on new clothes and walking out of the clothing tower, the two of them were like shotguns replaced by cannons. Pedestrians looked sideways. No need to bring Thunder Kui Beasts, passers-by would also be polite for one or two points. The so-called people rely on clothes, nothing more than that.

For the rest of the time, Ye Xi bought some exotic flowers and plants from the remaining beast cores in the advanced trading area.

Here, as long as you have money and beast cores, you can buy exotic flowers and plants, which is not as rare as when you were in the Black Ridge Mountains.

The two returned with a full load and went home.

***

It's getting colder.

The strong wind mixed with the heavy snow kept sweeping the ground, the snow on the street had piled up to the calf, and the ground was covered in silver.

In the open space outside the stone house, Duanling held a bone knife in his hand, closed his eyes, and practiced his swordsmanship in the swirling snow.

Strings of footprints were left on the snow, which were instantly smoothed by the wind and snow.

After drinking the Liquan water of the Li tribe two days ago, Duanling's strength has increased. In order to train himself to seek a breakthrough, he has been practicing the knife technique for the past two days, closing his eyes and imagining that there is a head rushing in front of him. The beast that came.

"Moo..."

Lei Kui Beast suddenly stuck its head out of the pet's house, and looked at Duan Ling with copper bell-like eyes.

Duan Ling opened his eyes and swung the bone knife straight at Lei Kui Beast. And Lei Kui Beast stepped on the snow, drilled out of the stone house like playing, and bowed its head towards Duan Ling.

One person and one fierce beast fought like this.

in the stone house.

Ye Xi sat on the ground beside the stone platform, and patiently drew a map by the light of a candle, holding an absorbent cloth pen.

There was a huge fire burning in the corner of the house.

Gaga curled up into a fat ball and crouched beside the firelight, dozing off with drooping eyelids.

Because it was too close, the orange flame licked onto its small animal skin jacket, and the fur on the small animal skin jacket had scorched marks.

The stone house had no windows. In order to ventilate, Ye Xi moved the stone slab blocking the door a little.

The swirling snow outside the house blew in through the cracks with the biting cold wind, causing the candlelight on the stone platform and the bonfire in the corner to jump.

A gust of cold wind hit Gaga, who opened his eyes and suddenly woke up.

Gaga looked left and right, and walked to Ye Xi's side, like a puppy, under Ye Xi's arm, and after shrinking into Ye Xi's arms, she continued to doze off again.

Ye Xi touched Gaga's head with his left hand and continued to draw the map.

In addition to the map Ye Xi was drawing, there were also many spread out maps on the stone platform—some were bought from the trading area, some were drawn by Ye Xi before, and some were brought from the tree-human wizard.

And what Ye Xi is doing now is to gather all these collected maps together.

Ye Xi's expression was very serious, and he would confirm each stroke before he wrote it down, and he would not write until it was confirmed.

You can no longer use charcoal pen to draw this kind of map, because it is easy to get stuck, so Ye Xi used the absorbent cloth pen that was given away on the day she bought the parchment paper.

This pen folds a highly absorbent cloth into a pointed tip, and then covers the outside with a wooden shell. Every time you draw a few strokes, you need to dip a dab of paint, and after use, you must open the wooden shell and soak the absorbent cloth inside to soften it before you can use it again.

Time flows silently.

After a long time, the slate blocking the door was suddenly removed, and Duan Ling, whose hands and feet were red from the cold, walked in softly.

He didn't dare to disturb Ye Xi, so he walked to the fire, shaking off the snow on his body, and sat next to the fire quietly.

Beside the stone platform, Ye Xi put down his pen, picked up the map full of sheepskin scrolls and looked at the candlelight, showing a satisfied smile.

After being locked in the house for three days, I finally finished painting.

There are still many gaps to be filled in the map, but Ye Xi is already very satisfied.

Looking at the lines and the densely marked map, Ye Xi felt as if he was looking down at this vast land from midair.

Ye Xi stared at the two invisibly small dots in the criss-crossed map that represented the Tushan tribe and the Xia tribe, and exhaled softly.

Putting down the map, Ye Xi said to Duan Ling who was on fire in the corner of the house: "Xiao Ling, come here."

Duan Ling quickly got up and walked over.

"Sit down." Ye Xiwen said.

"Oh." Duan Ling sat down beside Ye Xi cautiously.

Ye Xi pointed to the point on the map spread on the stone platform that represented the Xia tribe, and the label next to it, and said, "Look, this is our Xia tribe, and the label next to it is the text representing the Xia tribe."

Duan Ling followed Ye Xi's fingertips and looked curiously at the strange square character representing the Xia tribe.

"From today, I will teach you to read." Ye Xi calmly said.

Duanling was startled: "Recognize, recognize characters?!"

"Yeah." Ye Xi, "It's not a witch script, it's an ordinary person's language."

In fact, there are words in this world. This kind of words is rare and contains unique powers that only witches can learn. And what Ye Xi wanted to teach Duanling was the ordinary language without power—Chinese.

Since leaving the Xia tribe, Ye Xi has been thinking about one question all the way.

That is how to restore the Xia tribe to the level of its original heyday, make the Xia tribe strong enough to help the human race, and make Xia Cangzu Wu's last wish come true.

But after thinking about it, Ye Xi knew that in his lifetime, he might not be able to bring the Xia tribe to its former glory.

Because the population of the Xia tribe is too small, it is too late to start desperately living. Unless you destroy other tribes and plunder the population of other tribes. But this goes against Xia Cangzu Wu's original intention and Ye Xi's principle, putting the cart before the horse.

The only thing he can do is to lay down the foundation stone of the Xia tribe, make clear the future road plan, and let the descendants of the Xia tribe continue to follow this road.

Then hundreds of years later, even thousands of years later, after the accumulation of Xia tribes from generation to generation, there will always be a generation that will grow to the height of the eight major tribes, restore its due glory, and have the ability to implement the will of Xia Cangzu Wu, do The real "Xia tribe".

And "words" were Ye Xi's first gift to the Xia tribe.

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