Chapter 109: Times 109

After thinking about it for a moment, I chose a brief introduction. If this thing is not worth the cost of a small punishment. If it is worth it, there is not much difference between +1o and +13.
- Earthen pearl fruit, earthen tree fruit, also known as Hasa fruit, high starch, high nutrition. Perennial small arbor tree, with developed root system, can prevent wind and sand, retain water and protect soil, and its root pulp secreted by roots of trees has fertile soil and clear water source. Note: This plant has associated organisms.
Strict eyes are shining. Other effects are not seen, only the role of high starch, you know that this fruit will definitely be of great use to him.
Can this plant be artificially cultivated? What soil and climate is it suitable for? What are the edible and medicinal values? The important thing is, if people eat a lot, will there be toxin precipitation? Can you make one of the staple foods?
If it can be used as a staple food, this perennial plant that can not only maintain water and soil but also fertile soil can be cultivated in large quantities. But what is that companion creature? Is there a way to clear it? Is there any bad consequences after the removal?
Strictly consider it again and again, I plan to ask the guide again, but when his right hand is placed on the earthen pearl fruit, he re-spins the parcel and puts it aside, then smashes the original battle and lets him let go. Position so that he can lie down and sleep.
"Do you know what fruit it is?" Someone who was sleeping slapped him and asked.
Strictly yawned, vaguely said: "Tell you tomorrow."
"Tomorrow I am going to take everyone to hunt nearby."
"Oh."
The original war raised his head and his face licked his bare/naked shoulders. "The tribes will certainly not allow us to hunt."
"Ok."
"They will attack us."
"Well."
"So maybe I can clean them up tomorrow."
"..." Slightly opened his mouth and fell asleep.
The original battle was on the faint flare outside, watching the old man's face of his sacred priest, and suddenly there was an almost uncontrollable impulse in his heart. He wanted to eat this person, even the belt bone, a The hair is not eaten all the way!
Early the next morning, a group of people were surrounded by a tent when they opened the tent. The original battle was not there, and the tent curtain was probably also put down by him.
Everyone saw him coming out and turned to look at him.
"Early." Strictly watching these people have no familiar faces, waved at them casually, and wanted to find a place to wash their faces.
The eater's bee, who had rested for one night, flew out of the tent and hovered around him.
Strictly "listen" to the red wings to tell him what they saw in the vicinity.
"Mighty people..." Gan Yu, who had been standing alone outside the tent for a long time, walked forward and looked at him with a stern urge: "I, I didn't want to poison you, the fruit can be eaten, it is cooked with water." Xiang, I have eaten with my children, no poisoning, really!"
"I know." Yan smiled at her. "That is a good thing. You want to thank me for giving me."
Gan Yu desperately nodded, there were poisonous snakes in the bushes. Usually the soldiers did not force them to pick them. Women didn't want to go hungry, they had to take risks to pick those fruits. Some women were bitten by poisonous snakes, although they would not die. But many people thought that the fruit was poisonous. The old priest especially disagreed with them to eat these things. They even thought that they did not respect the toxic fruits that they did not know.
"Wait a minute, if you have time, I want to trouble you and go to the place where the long fruit is, can you?"
"Yes, yes!" Gan Yu’s face showed a little smile. The white-headed priest was really different from their priest. "But there are poisonous snakes..."
"Just look, if it is dangerous, it will not be close." Strictly touched in the herbal bag and found a small amount of sea buckthorn fruit.
"Hands are sticking out." Speaking to the dirty doll with his fingers staring at him.
The dirty doll opened his mouth and the mouth dripped out.
Strictly said... still give it to the mother, he turned to Gan Gan and put his hand out.
Gan Yu hesitated and reached out, carefully and carefully not touching her, put the sea buckthorn fruit into her palm. "This is a specialty of the mermaid territory. Our tribe's children like to eat, often take barbecue or help mermaid to roast. Fish, change this little berry."
Mermaid? The people at the tip of the ear heard these three words.
Gan Yu looked at the fruit that had never been seen in the palm of his hand. The subconscious felt very precious. She didn't know how to express her gratitude. Then she took a moment and nodded to the strictness. She said, "I want to lead the way, call me" and leave. .
This is a woman who is not good at expressing but has her own insistence. Think calmly.
Gan Yu just walked out of two steps and heard the dirty doll's "ah" sound. It was obvious that the bright fruits were very attractive to him.
He gave the Gansu sand spine fruit not because he liked the dirty doll, but he felt that he had received the corresponding compensation for the treatment of the chieftain. Gan Yu gave him another, the most important thing is this gift, she did not even know how valuable its true value.
If there is no guide, he will not know. But now that he knows, he can no longer accept this gift with such peace of mind. The sea buckthorn fruit is just a small feedback. When he gets more information about the earth fruit from the guide, he will tell the necessary rain. . Not for others, he just doesn't want to feel psychologically owed to anyone.
Strictly want to go to the nearby water source, there are eater bees to lead him, he is not afraid to get lost, but he just moved, someone blocked him.
The old priest separated the crowd and went to the exact location. He looked up and down him. He saw him returning from the appearance of the little old man to the white-headed teenager who was slightly vicissitudes of yesterday. He was deeply surprised and deeply jealous.
"Your vitality is restored very quickly." The old priest is not yin and yang.
"The blessings that the ancestors gave me, just use once less." Slightly smile.
"Oh?" The old priest narrowed his eyes and asked bluntly on the spot: "How many times can you use it?"
"Not much, so if you still have someone who needs me to save, you must think about who I want to save. If you have a minor injury, don't come to me. In addition to your chieftain, save one person and give me five men and five women. "Strictly, I don't plan to see those wounds. If I see it, if he doesn't do it, he can't afford it if he can't afford it."
However, he does not intend to save people. After all, to save a person, according to the severity of the injury, he can reduce the scum value of 1o-1oo. There is not much for one person, and it adds up. It is only the remaining fifteen vitality blessings, and he hopes to use it on the blade.
"Then come with me." The old priest turned and said, "We have many soldiers wounded and need the blessing of your ancestor!"
Suddenly did not move, when I did not hear the irony of the old priest, "Where are your warriors and chieftains? I want to save people, I must hear them promise me."
The old priest turned his head. "They can, I can do the same!"
The dozen or so warriors around the old priest took a step closer to the squad, but no one dared to be too close because of the eater bee around him.
"I think, it is better to wait for them." Yan Mo smashed these soldiers, thinking that these people are probably the confidants of the old priest. However, this is normal. The old priest took control of the original tribe for so many years. It is strange to have no supporters. Even if it is powerful and prestige, it is impossible for all the soldiers to be with him, and this is the tribe of the tribe. .
When he thought of the original tribe, he thought of Jiuyuan.
According to his plan, after the Jiuyuan, there are more tribes to be merged. Although there are fewer people to support, it is also not conducive to development and self-protection. Expansion is a must, but various problems that may be encountered during expansion and integration. It must also be taken into consideration. It is unlikely that it is impossible to completely eliminate the barriers between the various ethnic groups. It is the same city. The a district people also reject the b-zone people, but he hopes to minimize this.
Some things can't be thought too much, and you think a lot. You will feel that there are difficulties everywhere. In the end, it is very likely that nothing can be done.
Strictly and responsibly, he would follow his thoughts and hopes. As for whether he can do it... How can he know the result without doing it?
Historical development is different from doing math problems, and no one can give a true correct answer. For example, the answer to the math problem 1+1 is that most people will say that it is 2, but the historical development may be like those of the Awu people asking him, 1+1 may be equal to 2, but it may be equal to 5, equal to o, Even equal to 1oo.
"Strictly adult!" The old priest shouted out these four words and shouted: "I am talking to you!"
Strictly returning to God, "What did you say to me?"
The old priest rushed to breathe twice, and looked at the eater bees. After all, they endured anger and said again: "Hey, they are talking to the chiefs. Some of the soldiers are very hurt. They can't wait any longer. If you Can save them, hurry up!"
"Autumn adults, I said yesterday, I can treat a few times a day, and if I am treating a seriously injured person like your chief, I may only be able to treat one person a day. You are sure that your chieftain does not need me today. Have you treated him?"
It was said that the more than a dozen soldiers who supported the old priest looked at the old priest, the chief still needed treatment, and the ancestor priest did not have much treatment a day, and the old priest did not explain it to them.
"Is the chieftain still not recovering? I think he has fully recovered." The old priest looked at him suspiciously.
Strictly speaking: "He only recovered half of it. The wound on the surface is good, but it needs to be nursed back. If he wants to return to the best state quickly, I have to treat him again, but this is not necessary. He can also choose to slowly nurse."
The old priest immediately questioned him as if he had seized his handle: "Why are you only half of the chieftain?"
"I remember that I said yesterday that your chieftain's injury is too serious. I can't cure it once." Strictly and irritated, even with a faint smile on his face, "To save your chief, I was yesterday. I have half the vitality. If I want to cure him in one day or one time, then I will die."
The old priest wished that he had put his life here, but he could not say it directly, only cold, "Your ability is not good."
"Yeah, I can only save your chief, you can't."
"you!"
Suddenly, he raised his hand and shook the grassy town that had rushed in the distance.
"Mighty people." Caomachi quickly ran over, slammed a sigh in front of the stern, there is a small silence, she is not afraid that the eater bee will marry her, then bowed his head: "The chieftain let me listen to you Command."
Strictly wrong, "Get up, I don't like people yelling at me."
"Yes." Caomachi got up and still lowered his head.
"Is there no war?" He asked casually, he did not care about the whereabouts of the original war, but he did not want to talk to the old priest again.
"The warlord is roasting for you, he will be back soon."
Looking closely at the low-lying face of Caomachi, I immediately understood that the original battle and what Caomachi said, and pretended not to know Caomachi, and asked: "Is there a clean water source nearby?"
"Yes, adults, come with me."
"Stand up! Didn't you hear me let you go to treat our soldiers? If you don't agree, you don't want to get two hundred people!"
Strictly stood still, his face gradually sank, he was too lazy to argue with the old man, he was afraid of his politeness, dare to threaten him?
Strictly waiting to turn around, I heard a slightly familiar voice passed over: "Autumn, I have promised to the 205 people of the murderer last night, this point, even if I die, I must do it! In addition, you Who is going to save someone with a silent person? If it is a warrior, why not tell me or what?"