Chapter 226: : Entering the Bronze Age

Chen Chao looked at the bronze stick in his hand and tried the hardness, feeling very satisfied.
I looked up at the sky, it’s still early, so I can do it again~~
So a certain system boss awakened the wooden stick duo, Zhihezhong, without paying attention to the strange expressions on their faces.
And a little old man with horns next to him was hesitant to talk, but watching Chen Chao started to get busy again.
He had to swallow everything he wanted to say, ready to wait and see.
When the first saw, the first axe, the first knife, and the first bronze pot successfully appeared before and after the eyes of the three of them, they all closed their mouths tightly.
In my heart? ? ?
Don't look at the strange appearance of these stone monsters, can you make different things by burning them?
What is this operation? ?
We don’t seem to understand?
If you burn these stones with a fire, you can make these yellowish things?
Just as these three people carefully observed the axe, knife, and bronze pot, etc.,
Chen Chao's hand had touched the first saw, and he felt so excited that he almost shed tears.
Regardless of the fact that the sky was almost dark, he found a thin wooden stick, made it into two pieces, and fixed it to the saw.
After fixing it, Chen Chao found a thicker piece of wood and placed it on a large rock, and shouted that Zhi, who had his eyes on the bronze pot, would come to help.
At first, Zhi was very resistant in his heart. Don't touch Lao Tzu. Lao Tzu wants to see this yellow stone basin!
But no matter how much he resisted, the deputy leader had to work if he shouted.
So Zhi put down the yellow stone basin he was thinking about, walked to Chen Chao's side, and picked up the wooden handle on the other side of the saw.
After seeing everything in place, Chen Chao gestured to Zhi's approximate usage, and the two began to saw the first piece of wood.
Before Zhi could react, the wood broke in front of his eyes.
And in the mind of a certain system boss, a clear electronic sound came to mind: Some human civilization training programs have successfully entered the Bronze Age.
Randomly trigger to unlock all populations in a radius of a thousand miles, randomly trigger the upgrade of the Eye of God, and the range is increased to a hundred miles.
Chen Chao's heart was suddenly mixed, because although it has warmed up a bit recently, is it too early to recover now?
Even if you have survived this last winter, what should you do if you have another cold spring?
As for the visible range of the Eye of God, it can barely be regarded as good news.
But I have to say that the Eye of God is a bit tasteless for Chen Chao at present.
Because recently he neither needs to hunt nor confront the enemy.
However, the effect may be greater in the future, because the population of thousands of miles has recovered, if they are close to the Tianyuan tribe due to lack of food and warmth.
At least within a hundred miles, Chen Chao can see if he wants to.
It can be regarded as a safety warning.
Chen Chao checked the progress value by the way, and found that it did not decrease but increased, and he couldn't help but become happy.
It seems that the population unlocking and skill upgrades this time are completely triggered randomly, and no progress value is used.
However, he thought for a while. It seems that there is nothing that is needed recently, so he decided to save the progress value first.
In case of the future development of high-tech, can you directly get a model machine to imitate, disassemble and make?
While Chen Chao was immersed in his own world, Zhi beside him was also immersed in his own world.
He looked at the half of the wood that fell on the ground from time to time, and at the magical thing in his hand from time to time.
After a long time, he made up his mind to let the Buddha go, and while Chen Chao was still in a daze, he quietly stretched his arm under the saw.
"Ah—" Chen Chao was awakened by a scream in the end.
When Chen Chao came back to his senses, he saw blood flowing under the saw, and Zhi hurriedly covered his arm and screamed again and again.
Chen Chao was so scared that he hurriedly helped him hold the wound, and Zhi’s screams also attracted the eyes of the little old man with horns on Zhonghe, and successfully made them stick the axe, bronze pot and knife. The eyeballs were taken down.
In addition to attracting these two people, it also attracted the one-eyed who was about to call a few people to eat.
So a few people were in a hurry to deal with the wound on Zhi's arm.
Chen Chao couldn't help but asked curiously, "Isn't there a handle to grab? How can you cut your hand? And if you can't cut it, you have to cut the palm of your hand? How did you cut your arm?"
Zhi looked at the people next to him, then looked down at the sawn wood on the ground.
Somewhat embarrassingly said, "I... the wood is broken... so... I also want to try... Isn't it the same if I get my hands... .."
Chen Chao: "???"
"So you took your own experiment? Saw your hands?"
A little old man with horns on the side answered, "No, don't I think your hands are good?"
Zhi shook his head, nodded again, and said, "I want to try it... but when I swipe it off, it bleeds a lot..."
Chen Chao: "???"
You really dare to think and do it!
Zhong: "???"
Brother 666, but I have reason to suspect that you may not want to continue rubbing the stick!
The little old man with the horns: "???"
This kid...couldn't...could it be a brain disease? !
One-eyed: "???"
What are they talking about, why can't I understand?
Did I miss something? ! !
Thinking of this, he glanced at the few things placed on the ground not far away. One of them looked like a pottery pot, but something that did not look like a pottery pot attracted his attention.
He walked forward step by step. At this time, everyone also helped Dare to Dare to Work and Zhi to deal with the wound.
One-eyed bent down and tried to pick up the round...pot on the ground, looking at it over and over.
This thing is not only different in color from the kind of clay pot I made, but also in texture.
Suddenly, he thought about a sentence the deputy chief had said to him a long time ago, and he could not remember the original sentence clearly.
The main idea is to relax yourself, and said that after a period of time, you will get yourself a pile of pottery pots and bowls that will never be broken. You can pick gold, silver, red and green.
One-eyed looked down at the...yellow one in his hand? Golden?
Could this be the kind of pots and bowls that the deputy chief said would never break?
He weighed it lightly, but he was still not willing to throw the things in his hands to the ground.