Hearing A Yong's shouts of being a god and a soldier, Yang Xiao and Monk Ben Yin could only smile bitterly and shake their heads.
A Yong piled a pile of branches, and Yang Xiao pulled out a lighter from his backpack, clicked out the flame, and lit it on the bottom few dead branches. After a while, the bonfire burst into flames.
A Yong and A Chun stared at the lighter in Yang Xiao's hand, their eyes widened. The god of fire in their minds was actually such a small thing?
With A Yong's knowledge, it is difficult to understand human technological civilization. He can only explain its mysterious words in his heart. Yang Xiao naturally doesn't bother to explain it. Otherwise, you have to explain a simple thing to him from a long time ago. Ah Yong Yongya may not be able to understand.
Yang Xiao took out a twenty-meter-long monitor lizard from the space ring and threw it to the giant eagle. The giant eagle stepped on it and began to bite it.
Yang Xiao took out another huge sparrow. This was purely to change the taste of the barbecue. Yang Xiao shot it down with a golden eagle bow.
A three-meter-long sparrow has one to two hundred pounds of meat.
However, it would be a bit of a headache to remove the feathers from the sparrow, and roasting it directly would definitely not work. The feathers will be burned and smelly in the fire, and the meat will be contaminated.
A Yong once volunteered and said:
"I'll pluck the feathers."
So A Yong and A Chun grabbed the sparrow's feathers and quickly plucked them. In less than half an hour, they plucked all the sparrow's feathers.
After plucking all the feathers, he opened the sparrow's belly with a sword, took out its internal organs, handed it to Yang Xiao and said:
"Kamiman, it's time to bake."
The sparrow was too big to roast directly, so Yang Xiao used his sword to chop the sparrow into several pieces. He and Monk Benyin each had a thick leg, and the rest was thrown to A Yong.
"You guys should sit down and bake it together."
Ah Yong smiled, cut off the two wings of the sparrow with his sword, and roasted them with Ah Chun respectively.
After a while, the aroma of barbecue wafted away. Yang Xiao took out the salt shaker and sprinkled salt on himself and Monk Ben Yin, then handed it to A Yong.
Ayong kept watching Yang Xiao holding the salt shaker and spreading salt. He took the salt shaker and followed suit and sprinkled some salt on the barbecue.
A Yong took a bite, and it tasted really delicious. He said to A Chun:
"Eat quickly, it's delicious!"
Ah Chun took a bite and found that the taste was indeed much better than the usual tribe-roasted meat. The two of them immediately began to bite into it.
Yang Xiao ate five or six kilograms of barbecue and was too lazy to eat. Since he used the black vial to refine the flesh and blood of mutated creatures, there is no quantitative requirement for food. As long as he is almost full, he occasionally encounters delicious food. Will eat more.
His stomach is never full. After the food requirement exceeds the normal metabolism, the rest is automatically converted by the body into energy for genetic evolution.
A Yong and A Chun's appetites were astonishing. They each devoured a large wing weighing several dozen kilograms.
Yang Xiao smiled and said:
"You just said you need my help with something? You can talk about it now."
When A Yong heard this, he quickly pulled A Chun and knelt down in front of Yang Xiao.
Yang Xiao frowned and said:
"Get up and talk."
"Um."
Ayong stood up and briefly explained the difficulties he encountered to Yang Xiao.
"Man of God, please save us. Only you can save us."
"How can I save you?"
"Kill the Wolf King's son!"
Yang Xiao was stunned and said:
"If I kill the Wolf King's son, the Wolf King won't fight for me? Will your tribe still be wiped out by the Wolf King?"
"Then you help us destroy the Wolf King."
Yang Xiao: ""
The stupid young man in front of him has such a simple mind. In short, he just wants to keep killing the opponent until the opponent is convinced.
In fact, this is exactly the logic of how the savages deal with things. Violence opens the way and ends with violence. If they don't accept it, they will do it. The wolf king can use violence to snatch their women, and they can only use violence to resist.
"I may not be able to defeat the Wolf King's tribe."
Yang Xiao said modestly.
A Yong said eagerly:
"No, God, you will definitely be able to defeat the Wolf King tribe. You are so powerful. You are better than them all."
Yang Xiao looked at the green-headed savage in front of him and accidentally remembered that he met chimpanzees and lions in the Sahara desert canyon. They were also honest and honest, even a little funny, so he smiled and said:
"But why should I help you?"
Ayong: “#￥%”
He really hadn't thought about this, right, why did the man of God in front of him want to help him?
A Yong was in trouble for a moment. He didn't know how to answer Yang Xiao's question. He looked at Yang Xiao stupidly, suddenly slapped his head and said:
"I come here every day to chop down trees for you,"
As he spoke, he pointed at the branches next to the bonfire.
"I can chop it myself."
Yang Xiao said lightly that he did not want to get involved in the fight between the savage tribes. He neither understood Ayong nor the so-called wolf tribe. According to Ayong, the wolf tribe was the most powerful in the Shenlongjia. Tribe, if he gets into trouble, it will affect his hunting plan here. In addition to hunting monsters to raise gene balls, he is also preparing to find a way to seize the Dragon Frame. He cannot delay his business for this savage tribe.
In the apocalyptic era of genetic mutations, all animals are evolving rapidly. Once they evolve to the king level, they can all speak. There is nothing strange about savages, they are just one of thousands of animals.
A Yong looked at Yang Xiao and scratched his head. Apart from helping Yang Xiao cut down trees, he really couldn't find anything he could do for Yang Xiao. In front of Yang Xiao, a god like him, his own power was so insignificant.
A Yong suddenly looked depressed. He was not familiar with Yang Xiao, so naturally he could not force Yang Xiao to help him.
Ben Yin looked at Yang Xiao the same way as the monk, and when he was about to speak, Yang Xiao pushed him back.
"You don't understand the wolf tribe and have annoyed the other party. What if the other party fights against us and attacks our cave with some mysterious primitive weapon while we are sleeping at night? What should we do?"
Ben thought about it and thought it was right.
In fact, in Yang Xiao's eyes, the conflict between A Yong and the Wolf King is just a conflict between a wolf and a lion competing for food. It doesn't really matter who wins or loses, especially it has nothing to do with Yang Xiao.
"I'm not God and can't control everything. Even God can't control everything."
Seeing Ayong's depressed expression, Yang Xiao felt somewhat pity and said lightly:
"This sword is given to you, you can figure it out yourself."
"Um?"
A Yong looked up at Yang Xiao, his originally despairing mood suddenly ignited with the flame of hope. This sword was a magic weapon. He had used it just now. Compared with them using wooden sticks or hunting with bare hands, this sword The sword is simply too powerful.
In their tribe, the most powerful weapons now are several steel pipes, which they stole from a farmer's house down the mountain.
"Ayong, please go back. I can't help you with what you said. You can only find a way to solve it yourself."
Ayong nodded, glanced at the sword in his hand, and knelt down in front of Yang Xiao with a plop.
Yang Xiao: ""
"Thanks!"
A Yong said, stood up and pulled A Chun away.
(Third update completed)
