Although the one who was rescued was not a strong laborer who could use it immediately, Yan Mo was quite pleasing to this native child who could not understand the language because the other party had lost a total of 106 scum points from him.
Since his communication ability can only travel in one direction at present, he simply pretended not to understand the child's words, and temporarily concealed the fact that he had awakened his communication ability.
At least until he thoroughly researched his abilities, he had no intention of revealing them.
Just think that he is too careful, judging from his previous life experience, sometimes it is this one or two hidden tricks, which may save his life when necessary.
So even though he understood what the child said, he still pretended to be puzzled.
The child probably felt thirsty after drinking salt lake water and eating barbecue meat. Seeing that there was still a little snow in the stone pot, he secretly looked at the people in the house, and secretly grabbed snow from the pot and stuffed it into his mouth as if no one knew about it. .
Yan Mo saw it and said nothing, he was thinking about how to communicate with this child.
Because the child was rescued in time, the cold was not severe. After the emergency treatment, his body naturally recovered, he ate and drank water, and he recovered a lot of energy visibly with the naked eye.
Communicating with children is a long and laborious process. Fortunately, Yan Mo has raised a son. He has his own way of comforting children and is more patient with children. In addition, he can cheat in listening, and he gradually gets along with the children. The child has reached an initial communication.
At least, he knew what the child's name was.
And because the child knew that it was Yan Mo who saved him, he naturally developed a sense of intimacy with Yan Mo, similar to that of a fledgling when he saw his relatives at first sight. He was obviously afraid of Yuan Zhan and Meng, and only wanted to be close to Yan Mo.
The child's name is Awu. In fact, the child does not have a name, he just keeps mentioning the word "Awu" repeatedly, which seems to be the name of their tribe. He said that he is from the Awu tribe and lives in a prairie. There are many people in the tribe. When they arrived, they were going to be hungry. The priest said that he would send slaves to the mountain god in exchange for salt and food. Other than that, he didn't seem to know what to say.
Yuan Zhan soaked in the water tank and stared at the child, but he didn't know what he was thinking.
Seeing Yuan Zhan being boiled, the child screamed in fright, and his expression instantly became extremely frightened. If Yan Mo hadn't hugged him, he might have rushed out of the stone house.
The poor child was always afraid, he was afraid that when he was full, those two horrible adults with a strong smell of blood would come and cook him, but they really boiled people, or boiled them alive!
"Whoah whoah!" Don't eat me! Please don't eat me!
Yan Mo listened to the cries of the child, feeling very impatient. He hated crying children the most. His family Dudu used to be so obedient and sensible, and he seldom cried with him when he was a little older.
Look at those two, neither of them can coax people, so he had to go out by himself, hug the child and pat his back to comfort him as much as possible.
The child threw his arms around the boy's neck, whimpering and crying.
Suddenly seeing the child's actions, he laughed, "This kid must think that we are going to cook him up and eat him."
"Don't cry! Cry again and break your head and eat you!" Meng suddenly changed his face and yelled at the child, which actually frightened the child and stopped crying.
Meng smiled smugly at Yan Mo, "These brats are going to be dealt with like this."
Yan Mo, "..." I really want to test your scum value.
Yuan Zhan looked at the boy who patiently talked with the child and tried to appease him, with a strange look in his eyes.
This person is obviously only a teenager, but he feels that this person looks more complicated than the old priest Qiushi. Sometimes when he accidentally sees some of his expressions, he feels that this person seems to have experienced many, many things. of.
Could it be that accepting the inheritance of the ancestor god in the dream will make the child less like a child
He hadn't even seen the boy show a real smile, even though he was well fed, slept warmly, and had awakened the ability of his blood so early.
He always felt that the little slave hid more secrets that he didn't tell them, and he didn't know when he wanted to know everything about the little slave.
He didn't like that the boy was hiding something from him.
But it doesn't matter, sooner or later he will dig out all the secrets of the little slave!
Yuan Zhan finally made a decision in his heart.
"Don't worry about that brat, if you ignore him, he will be honest in a while." The young man patted the edge of the water tank and called Yan Mo, "Come here and tell me, how long will it take for me to be completely cleared up? "
He felt that his body was almost recovered, and even his legs were getting better. After running and jumping outside for the past two days, he obviously didn't have the unbearable soreness before.
The boy said that this was not only related to his treatment, but also related to his own upgrade. The boy also said that after the upgrade, the physical fitness and immunity may be strengthened, and some hidden diseases in the body will be naturally eliminated. He said a lot, but he didn't understand most of them. He only grasped one point, that It is that upgrading can make the body stronger, and the stronger his body is, the less likely he is to get sick and injured.
He must rise to level four, level five, or even higher.
Not to travel to the Three Cities, but to build your own tribe! Also to protect their own priests!
A powerful priest will not allow the chief of his tribe to be weak, and the little slave is so powerful. If he can't become more powerful, what if he wants to be the priest of the Yanshan tribe when the Yanshan tribe finds him
No one can rob him of his slaves, let alone his priests!
Yanmo is his! He will kill anyone who dares to rob him!
A sinister smile floated on the lips of the young man with strange tattoos and ugly scars on his face.
The child was more unlucky, and happened to sneak a glimpse of the viciousness flashing away on the young man's face, and immediately trembled in fright, and even urinated.
Yan Mo, who was about to get up and go to watch Yuan Zhan, looked down at the bubble of hot urine on his lap... a bit like killing people.
The child didn't know if he sensed the murderous aura coming from Yan Mo's body, and got off him obediently, sobbing silently, walked to the corner and squatted down, hugging himself into a ball.
Yan Mo looked at the child who was trembling with fear, then at Yuan Zhan who was grinning, and silently changed direction and walked towards the child.
While walking, he hypnotized himself: scum worth, scum worth, everything is to reduce scum worth!
Oh shit! He really wants to smoke the two big and one small ones, okay
Some relief was that Yan Mo checked his income and expenditure of scum points at night, and found that he had finally subtracted a total of 1,000 scum points, meeting the third condition of the user guide.
The previous rescue of Yuan Zhan and Meng from the Nine Wind Bird's claws, probably because the situation was not too critical, the guide only subtracted 50 scum points for one person, and the two added up to 100 points.
This time I saved the child, but directly lost 100 points.
Other bits and pieces, such as building houses, identifying herbs and trees, identifying food, identifying red salt and teaching extraction methods, and this time teaching freezing stupor first aid, etc., a total of 56 points were subtracted.
What's more special is that, when he overused Yuan Zhan, who fainted and recuperated his body, the guide actually gave him a full 100 points because he used gentle methods to assist the local aborigines to naturally upgrade successfully.
Strange, does the guide support and hope that he can help the local aborigines upgrade
Why is that
Yan Mo thinks too much, but he thinks that the most likely thing is that the guide hopes that the creatures here can develop their own abilities as much as possible, instead of using a lot of the resources of the planet itself for life and war, because the use often also means destroy.
Leaving this guess aside, what Yan Mo is most interested in now is the third reward given to him by the guide.
—Congratulations to the exiles who have accumulated more than 1000 scum points reduction, and now have a total of 1006 scum points reduction. In order to reward the enthusiasm of the exiles for transformation, and also to allow the exiles to carry out better transformations, hereby reward a set of surgical tools, including scalpels, scissors, tweezers, and blood vessel forceps, please go to the reward list in this guide to claim them.
Special note: This set of surgical tools will not be replaced if lost. Exiles are requested to make good use of it and use it more often, so as to clear their hearts as soon as possible.
Yan Mo screamed excitedly when he saw the word scalpel, and thumped hard under Jiufeng's wings.
Jiu Feng snapped his eyes open, "Gulu Gulu." Scared the bird to death, what did it suddenly call out in a good way
Jiufeng was not happy, and he lightly pecked the boy's head with his hooked mouth.
Jiu Feng thought it was very light, but Yan Mo was so pecked that he covered his head and came to his senses, "Take it easy, man, I've already been pecked bald by you!"
"Gulu Gulu." Obedient, sleep! Make more noise, and you won't be allowed to go to that nasty cave tomorrow.
"Okay, okay, I'll sleep right away." How could Yan Mo, who was so excited that he was almost hyperactive, really be able to fall asleep? After holding back for a while, he secretly took out the scalpel and others from the reward list, and caressed each one for a long time.
The material of the tool is a bit strange, it doesn't seem like metal, Yan Mo didn't care too much, he tried the weight, sharpness and fit, and was very satisfied.
If the golden needle can't get close, it can only protect itself. But the scalpel is completely different. He used to be stupid when he was young. He practiced using the scalpel as a flying knife. Although he didn’t become Xiao Yan’s flying knife in the end, he was still able to throw static objects with good accuracy. of.
With the scalpel in hand, I have the world. Hahaha!
"Gulu Gulu." What are you playing? The bird lowered its head and opened its mouth to take away the scalpel in Yan Mo's hand.
Yan Mo was taken aback, and quickly put the scalpel back in the reward list. If this thing is lost, he will be so distressed!
Jie? Why not? Jiufeng didn't sleep anymore, staring at the boy's palm non-stop. It's a pity that it can't see as clearly at night as it does during the day, and the cave is relatively dark. If it hadn't seen a reflection just now, it wouldn't have noticed that the little Twolegs had something in its hand.
Yan Mo quickly patted his head to comfort it, "It's nothing, you read it wrong, go to sleep."
At this moment, Jiufeng's face suddenly showed an indescribable expression, like surprise, like panic, with a little bit of joy.
"Jie? You little two-legged monster, aren't you a two-legged monster, but...my kind?"
"I'm not a two-legged monster. My name is Yan Mo. I'm not your kind either. I'm human." Yan Mo continued to touch Jiu Feng's head and smiled gently.
Jiufeng lowered his head, and suddenly rubbed his forehead against the boy's forehead twice, making a happy grunt in his throat.
Yan Mo was startled, what is Jiufeng doing? Why are you so happy
... No! Jiufeng seemed to be talking to him just now? Did it understand what he said
"Jiufeng?" Yan Mo now completely put the scalpel behind his head, and he started to experiment. What did he do just now? As if he put his hand on Jiufeng's head
Jiu Feng tilted his head to look at him, "Jie? Are you calling me?"
Yan Mo made a triumphant fist in his heart, touched Jiu Feng's head and said, "Yes, I'm calling you Jiu Feng, do you like this name?"
"Gululu, name?"
"Yes, name. I, Yan Mo. You, Jiufeng."
"Jet?"
"Didn't you understand? I'm Yan Mo, I'm not a two-legged monster, I... Fuck!" Yan Mo felt that something was wrong, wiped his nose, turned his hand to look, and saw blood red.
The nosebleed was just the beginning, and soon he felt a needle-like pain between his eyebrows, and then the pain spread to the entire head.
"Ugh! Ahh!" Yan Mo hugged his head.
"Jie! Jie Jie!" Jiufeng didn't understand what happened to the little two-legged monster. They were still talking just now, but now the little two-legged monster seemed to be dying.
Yan Mo passed out from the pain.
Jiu Feng was anxious, he stood up, barked at Yan Mo several times, and even poked his bird's beak a few times.
Seeing that Yan Mo didn't respond, Jiufeng panicked, regardless of whether it was night or not, it resolutely flew out from the safe cliff lair.
It finally found a fellow, even if he has no wings or feathers, but he can talk to himself, it does not want him to die!
"Jie!" A shrill cry tore through the silent night sky.
Yuan Zhan, who seemed to be in a deep sleep in the stone room, turned over and sat up suddenly, opened his eyes and got up and walked quickly towards the window.
Meng Ye opened his eyes vigilantly, jumped up lightly, and walked quietly to Yuan Zhan, "What's wrong? I really want to hear the call of the mountain god Jiufeng, why is it still flying outside so late? "
The child, Awu, slept unconsciously on a corner of the animal skin, showing no sign of being awakened at all.
Yuan Zhan lifted the animal skin curtain, put down the windshield board, and stretched his head to look at the sky outside, where the nine winds had disappeared.
"What's going on?" Meng Ye moved to the window and looked out together.
Yuan Zhan withdrew his gaze, with a puzzled and heavy expression, "I think...something may have happened to Yanmo."