Chapter 196: $12. Run, fox

After the last death of the ice, the Lions tribe officially entered the hunting stage and no longer went out at will.
After a few days of recuperation, I finally eased it, but Mutu still didn’t feel relieved. He wrapped him in thick fur every day, and he warmed his hands at night, and by the way, he was warmed up. He is a baby, and he has no bottom line.
Because "dog flute" made great achievements, Mutu also gave a bell, wind chimes, bells, etc., and a variety of things that could make a sound. Not only is it worn on the side, but it is still hanging in the house. As long as the wind blows, you can immediately hear a series of squeaky voices, but you don’t have any interest.
It was still possible to start watching with great interest, but soon he realized that it was not good. One night, he forgot to take off the bell on his neck. When the two were intimate, the bell made a crisp sound. This kind of noise seems to make Mutu extremely excited, and the impact is even stronger. Every time he reaches the depths, he will make a sound.
This kind of ringtone is very sweet, and it doesn't feel uncomfortable in the ear. However, with the keen people's keen sense of hearing, even though the ringing is not big, they can hear clearly. From the rhythm of the bell collision and the vibration of the sound, you can hear the intensity of the two.
By the next day, almost all orcs knew their frequency, frequency and duration.
Many orcs praised sincerely: "It’s a patriarch, it’s amazing!"
For the fair, it is endless envy.
You can only choose to ignore it, and keep telling yourself in your heart: This is the primitive society. It is a world without a lower limit that can be seen in the open air field. Listening to the "conservative" little things in the corner is nothing.
Although he was so relieved, he still insisted on cleaning up all the sounds on his body and on the bed before he allowed Mutu to touch him. Otherwise, who knows if this guy will "sex" for a while, give him Come to a shocking copper bell?
Mutu whispered: "The few werewolves in the family have to make a few scorpions every time they do it, and no one says anything."
Can still blink, Mutu immediately shut up.
Just wait until he is still asleep, he will secretly put a bell on him, and then do it a few times when he is confused. As a result, the ringtone is small, the frequency is low, and the time is short. Other orcs then begin to doubt whether their lion is not working.
Since then, on the nights of the tribes, you can often hear the crisp sounds of crickets, such as songs, and one after another...
The Lions have no tradition of Chinese New Year, and only celebrate the carnival when they are married or when the new Lion is succeeded. The entertainment life is almost blank, and it is inevitable that it will be a bit cold for a whole cold season.
However, it is still not boring at all. Take care of the vegetable garden during the day, study and study the original recipes, and teach other people some tips on life, one of which is to teach them to know about oil.
In this era, no one has exploited oil. Some oil liquid spilled over the surface and was regarded as a poison by most people. The dog breed must have learned the role of oil only by chance. The lions have suffered from the oil and are afraid of this kind of fuel. They still do not ask them to make the best use of them. They only hope that they have some understanding of this, so as not to repeat the same mistakes.
Of the various skills that are still available, the one that motivates the lions is the cooking. Of course, what interests them is not to do, but to eat. Everyone in the tribe has tasted the craftsmanship and was conquered without exception.
You can still ask them for help. As long as you have a meal, there must be a large group of people responding, and it is more effective than Mutu’s order. Half a cold season has passed, but it has surpassed Mutu and become the most popular figure in the tribe.
After that, he asked Mutu to help make a few chessboards, grinding out dozens of hundreds of pieces, and looking for Mutu to play chess. Of course, they are not playing chess, chess, but also chess, such as checkers, backgammon, flying chess, and monopoly.
There is another purpose for doing this. It is to teach Mutu to learn arithmetic knowledge through games. Since I found that many orcs need to use their own hair, they still feel that they can't look directly.
Compared to most orcs, Mutu’s mind is outstanding. In the absence of any foundation, the simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division were quickly mastered, and the mouth was very smooth.
In addition, all members of the Lions can be compiled into a roster, and each person's birth date, gender race, personality, kinship, etc. are recorded in detail. Because the text is not perfect, it can still be graphically indicated. For example, some orcs are good at archery, and he draws a bow and arrow behind the special length; some are good at making, and they are represented by flames and hammers.
Prior to this, the management of the orcs was very rough. As long as the males must ask for hunting, the ability of one person and the strength of the combat strength to measure one's ability. However, some male orcs are naturally weak and are better at weaving or other meticulous manual work. In the case of ample food, the orcs can choose a job that is more suitable for them and make the best use of it.
Of course, these things are not intended to be directly involved, but to Mutu's own decision, he only provides some basic management methods. However, it is undeniable that this stone engraving book is of great significance to the development of primitive tribes. It has been used as the basis of population resource management by the later orcs, and has been used continuously and constantly improved.
At this time, it was just a tool that could help Mutu better manage the tribe, and he did it with Mutu lying down on the bed. It was completed in three days, but the two used it for ten days.
The process is naturally deep and simple, and the climax is repeated...
Mutu is like a sponge, greedily absorbing everything that can be taught to him.
From the elder's house, Mutu walked toward the still-stayable place. It has become the home of him and the fox today. Although simple, it is very warm.
"Yanu, Yanu, what is this?" A tender voice came from there.
Mutu looked up and saw a familiar figure sitting on a stone chair and drawing something on the sand table with a branch. By his side, surrounded by a group of little orcs.
There was a faint smile on the fox's face. The white hair hangs freely on the side of the face. The eyebrows are gentle, and the soft big tail protects a little orc who just learned to walk, in case he accidentally falls.
The little orc hugs his tail and leans against his side, his eyes are very comfortable, but the saliva left by the corner of his mouth is a bit sloppy.
Mutu saw the saliva on the big tail, his face black, striding over, picking up the little orc from the tail and throwing it into his brother's arms.
The little orc was forced to leave the warm big tail, and he was wronged, his mouth slammed, and he was crying. Still able to pick up a thing from his arms and hand it to his arms, and smoothly transferred his attention.
Mutu fixed his eyes and looked at it. It was a small rattle. He knows that the fox has made a lot of novelty toys for the children in the family, and often teaches them to play games, give them a good meal, and not ask for a return, just a simple smile.
I still remember that before, because I couldn't talk, the fox rarely communicated with other people, and I was alone and obscured. Until he gradually revealed his true nature, he won the favor of the whole people with his own actions. His world seems to be different, though silent, but colorful.
Mutu couldn't help but lean over and kiss him, and he took a sigh of relief.
Acceptable: ...?
Little Orc (⊙o⊙):......!
Mutu ignored the gaze of these little children, and greatly occupied the position around Shang, the two big hands naturally went into the fox's clothes to warm.
The breath of this person makes him fall in love. The gentleness of this person makes this cold cold season very full and fiery.
In the first half of the cold season, the lion's food began to stretch, from two days a day, to a day. However, everyone is still very confident to be able to spend this cold season. Because at this time, the lions have already starved to death, and now only need to endure a few days of hunger to pass the crisis.
However, hungry orcs are prone to violent, and there are battles in the tribe from time to time. Whoever wins will get the other's food. Some orcs who are not strong in combat power will be "winned" by others every day, and they have to rely on snow and branches to support them.
Going on, I don’t know how long these people can last. His mission is to ensure that the Lions are not hungry, and that the cold season is about to pass, he must not sneak in front of him.
He took all the pickled bacon he made from the cellar, and then summoned the bullies who had been bullied, asking them to help open the land and wait until the evening to reward the food as a reward.
He is very clear that if you send it in white, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among others. Even if everyone has a share, there is no guarantee that the food of these people will not be robbed. But as long as he is in his place, others will not dare to let go.
This will allow these orcs to eat half full, and will not attract too much criticism. A good place to visit, many people have visited, how much inventory is known to everyone. Someone quietly calculated that in a few days, he basically contributed his own food. At this critical time, his actions undoubtedly gave the people a big touch, and the disputes in the tribe gradually subsided.
"Fox, for you." Mutu handed his large piece of meat to Shangke.
Still looking at him inexplicably.
Mutu said with a distressed heart: "You have lost a lot of weight recently, don't take it anymore, eat it, my food will be given to you."
Still looking at the piece of meat silently: Your food is given to me, then what about yourself?
Mu image is to know what he is thinking, patted his chest and said: "You can rest assured, I am not afraid of being hungry!"
As soon as the voice fell, I heard a bang from the belly.
Mutu: "...I put a fart."
Acceptable: "..."
Hold back the smile, but you can pick up the meat in his hand and cut it with a knife, half a person. In fact, he is not very hungry. The fruits and vegetables in the garden are enough for him to fill his hunger, but he is willing to share the food with the lion.
Mutu hesitated for a while, and finally took over, and then seriously said to him: "Fox, the next cold season, I swear that I will never let you go hungry again."
I can still look at him with two eyes: Well, I believe in you.
[Complete the additional task 1 - to ensure that this cold season Lions are not hungry. 】
On the last day of the end of the cold season, you can still receive a reminder message from the system. He found a problem, as if starting from the last world, the additional task no longer rewards the detention time, and does not know if this means that some kind of restriction has been broken. The system has often been put on hold recently, basically not answering any questions, as if it has degenerated from artificial intelligence into a simple program.