The Caveman Made Me Awesome

In the next few days, Ye Xi asked Xie to re-inject witch power into a few bare mulberry trees to give birth to new leaves, while continuing to feed it with granules of origin stones.

Because this first-generation silkworm of the king species bears the hope of Sangcanling, Ye Xi gave it treatment that even the little flower Jiaojiao didn't have.

He personally helped the baby silkworm weave a nest like a bird's nest out of soft branches.

Afraid that the silkworms would catch cold in the cold winter, a layer of soft long-haired rabbit skin was placed at the bottom of the nest, and he was afraid that the silkworms would accidentally eat the animal fur, so he carefully turned the animal skins upside down.

The animal hides in the nest are covered with fresh mulberry leaves that were born later. These mulberry leaves that grow in the cold winter are green and tender, and they look extremely fresh, and the supply is unlimited. This silkworm baby is only responsible for waking up. Just eat hard.

At the very edge of the nest, there is also a circle of emerald source stones.

Abundant Origin Stone energy is continuously released to nourish Silkworm Baby's body.

In the end, Ye Xi kept putting this nest next to the pillow on his kang, living and sleeping with it, so that he could check whether it was healthy at any time.

This first-generation silkworm lived a life of luxury and comfort.

Half a month later, the whole silkworm gained more than a circle of fat like blowing up a balloon.

Now the body is as thick as an arm, fully half a meter long, fat and soft, and a piece of silkworm skin is dazzlingly white, and looks naive and extremely lovable.

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late at night.

In the hall, the fireplace flames were blazing, and the dry wood was crackling.

A group of chiefs squatted by the fireplace facing the fire, holding a parchment, bowing their heads and earnestly learning to read and write.

Winter is here, and everyone is free. They don't have to hunt or work on the construction site, so the cherished and painful task of learning calligraphy is on the agenda again.

There are now more than forty chiefs in Xicheng, and each of them has a different level of study.

The six chiefs who joined this year don't know a single word, and they are now racing against time to learn every day. Such a gang of murderers and autopsies are like bears holding corn cobs, clumsily reading the copied codes one by one, and their hard work makes people feel moved.

Some of the more than 30 chiefs from last year have already left the army.

Chief Gongtao and Chief Tushan, who were quick learners, were already teaching their own people, and only occasionally came to Ye Xi's stone house to learn other new characters.

Most of the chiefs in Xicheng are reviewing. After three quarters, these complicated square characters have become a little strange to them, so they come here from time to time.

"Article 93 of the Code, hunting... the prey obtained by the hunting team every day must not be concealed, concealed... or paid less, otherwise..."

"Whip, whip... whip! whip..."

In the rough and noisy reading.

Ye Xi was sitting next to a rock platform next to the fireplace, holding a fine brush in his hand, writing on the parchment with eyes downcast seriously.

A candle as thick as an arm was burning beside the parchment, and the warm light of the fire illuminated the entire parchment.

In this wild world, he often fought bloody battles but seldom used a pen to write. Gradually, some familiar characters became unfamiliar, and some characters could only be written after thinking about them.

He thought that maybe with the passage of time, one day he would completely forget how to write some characters, so Ye Xi decided to write something every day in the winter, and by the way, he could leave something for Xicheng.

Now he's writing "Zerg Records."

He recorded all the strange insects and highly poisonous poisonous insects he had seen, and wrote in detail their appearance, habits and places where they often appeared.

"Mutated Starscream, with slender legs and hard carapace..."

The tip of the pen was stained with thick ink, and slowly sketched stroke by stroke on the yellowed parchment. The wet ink was gradually absorbed by the yellowed parchment, leaving only dry, clear and beautiful characters.

The reason why parchment rolls are used instead of white and beautiful "vegetable paper" is because the parchment scrolls are preserved for a longer period of time and can record more words. The roll of sheepskin that he is writing now has been specially treated. The sheepskin leather is thin but very strong. After splicing, it is two meters long when it is unfolded, and it can record a lot of words.

Ye Xi wrote down the habits and appearance of the mutated red spider, as well as the thrilling scene when he met him, and finally put down the pen in his hand, changed to a thinner brush, and started painting with some red paint.

The hideous appearance of the mutated red spider gradually emerged under the outline of the brush.

This "Zerg Record" is all text with pictures. Words will be forgotten if you don't write for a long time, and the same is true for painting, so it is also used as an exercise.

Ye Xi drew very seriously, the mutated red spider on the parchment scroll was so lifelike and lifelike.

In the end, he changed the pen again, and dipped some black ink to put eyes on the mutated Starscream.

When Ye Xi was writing and painting, the white and fat first-generation silkworm was lying on his shoulder all the time, poking its head out and staring at Ye Xi with black bean eyes as he wrote and painted on the sheepskin scroll. blink.

As the size of the first generation of silkworms grew larger, the row of black spots on the side of its body and limbs also grew, turning into eyeballs like silkworm kings. This row of eyes is very sensitive, and it will blink from time to time. When it touches the side of the eyes, the row of eyeballs will immediately close in shock.

And even though he grew up in the source stone pile, this first-generation silkworm still couldn't get rid of the habit of silkworm babies, and didn't like to move at all.

It usually likes to nest in its own den, curling itself up into a ball, nibbling mulberry leaves leisurely, and occasionally hanging on Ye Xi, letting Ye Xi take it around.

But when Ye Xi was writing, it would definitely crawl out of its nest and onto Ye Xi's body, and would lie on its shoulder and stare at the parchment with interest, like a curious baby.

After Ye Xi finished drawing the mutated red spider, he carefully lifted the chubby first-generation silkworm from his shoulders, hugged it in his arms like a child, and teased it, saying,

"Isn't this mutated red spider scary? You are so fat and tender, the mutated red spider likes to bite you the most!"

The snow-white fluffy silkworm baby turned its belly up and wriggled wildly on Ye Xi's knees in protest. It looked very cute in its small form.

Ye Xi touched its belly and asked, "Do you want to be included in this Zerg Record?"

This first-generation silkworm fed by the origin stone seemed to understand, a Gulu immediately turned the fat body over.

Ye Xi picked it up and put it on the rock platform, and said with a smile: "Then try to become the king of silkworms, you are too weak now."

The two rows of black bean eyes on the first silkworm blinked together.

Ye Xi smiled and left it alone, rolled up the dried sheepskin roll on the left, picked up the pen and continued to write a kind of zerg.

This volume of Zerg Records has recorded more than 20 kinds of magical Zergs he has seen, but one person's knowledge is limited after all. Ye Xi plans to gather all the chiefs together after writing all the Zergs he has seen. Together, let them name all the Zergs they have ever seen, and write this Zerg Record together to make it as complete as possible.

After finishing writing "Records of Different Insects" this winter, he plans to start writing "Records of Strange Flowers and Different Grasses" next winter, and "Records of Mountains and Rivers" in the winter of the following year, writing about the places he walked and describing the climate there. , Mountain distribution, river direction, and vegetation are all described in detail.

He hasn't thought about what to write in the future, but he should write these two records until he is old, and record his life's insights as much as possible for future generations to refer to, so that future generations can avoid detours.

It can be regarded as leaving a precious wealth for Xicheng.