After encountering the last death whirlwind, the Lion tribe officially entered the hunting period and stopped going out at will.
After a few days of recuperation, Shang Ke finally recovered, but Mutu was still worried. Every day, he wrapped him in thick fur, and at night, he would warm his hands and feet. He is like a baby, and he has no bottom line in pampering him.
Because the "dog flute" made a great contribution, Mutu made rattles, wind chimes, hanging bells, etc. for Shang Ke, all kinds of utensils that can make sounds. Not only did it wear it on Shang Ke, but also hung a lot in the house. As long as the wind blows, you can immediately hear a series of ding ding dong dong sounds, which is not very interesting.
Shang Ke began to watch with interest, but soon, he realized that something was wrong. One night, he forgot to take off the bell on his neck, and when the two made out, the bell made a crisp sound. This kind of sound seemed to make Mutu extremely excited, and the impact was even stronger.
This kind of ringtone is very pleasant and does not feel uncomfortable in the ear. However, with the keen hearing of the orcs, even though the bells were not loud, they could still hear them clearly. From the rhythm of the collision of the bells and the vibration of the sound, you can hear the intensity of the two.
By the next day, almost all orcs had learned of their frequency, frequency, and duration.
Many orcs sincerely praised: "As expected of the patriarch, it really is amazing!"
For Shang Ke, it is endless envy.
Shang Ke could only choose to ignore it, and kept telling himself in his heart: This is a primitive society, a world without lower limit where even open field battles can be watched generously. Listening to such "conservative" little things in the corner is nothing at all.
Although he was so relieved, Shang Ke insisted on cleaning up all the noise-producing objects on his body and bed before allowing Mutu to touch him. Otherwise, who knows if this guy would be "sexy" for a while and let him get it A shocking bronze bell
Mutu muttered softly: "The werewolves in the clan have to howl a few times every time they do it, and no one said anything."
Shang Ke glared, and Mutu immediately shut up.
Just waiting for Shang Ke to fall asleep, he will secretly put a bell on him, and then do it a few times while he is in a daze. As a result, the bells were quieter, less frequent, and shorter, and the other orcs began to wonder if their Lion King was dying.
Since then, in the night of the tribe, the crisp sound of ding ding dong dong can often be heard, like songs and tears, one after another...
Lions do not have a New Year's tradition, and they only celebrate the carnival when they come of age or when a new lion king succeeds to the throne. The entertainment life is almost blank, and the whole cold season is inevitably a bit cold.
However, Shang Ke didn't feel boring at all. Tending the vegetable garden during the day, researching original recipes, and teaching other people a few life hacks, one of which was teaching them about oil.
In this era, no one exploited oil, and some crude oil spilled out of the surface and was regarded as a poison by most people. The pheasant must have learned about the role of oil by chance. The lions have suffered from oil, and they are afraid of this fuel. They still don't ask them to make the best use of it. They only hope that they understand this, so as not to repeat the same mistakes.
Among the various skills that can be mastered, the one that can inspire the passion of the lions the most is cooking. Of course, what interests them is not doing, but eating. Everyone in the tribe has tasted the craftsmanship of the fair and has been conquered by it without exception.
Shang Ke asked them for help. As long as there was a meal, a large group of people would definitely respond, which was even more effective than Mutu's order. After half the cold season, Shang Ke had surpassed Mutu and became the most popular figure in the tribe.
After that, he asked Mutu to help make a few chessboards, grinding out dozens or hundreds of chess pieces, and he would ask Mutu to play chess if he had nothing to do. Of course, they are not playing Go and Shogi, which require brains, but leisure chess such as checkers, backgammon, flying chess, and Monopoly.
There is another purpose for Shang Ke to do these, and that is to teach Mutu to learn arithmetic knowledge through games. Since discovering that many orcs need to use their own hair even for simple counting, Shang Ke feels a little unable to look directly.
Compared to most orcs, Mutu's mind is outstanding. Without any foundation, he quickly mastered simple addition, subtraction, multiplication and division, and the formulas were memorized very smoothly.
In addition, Shang Ke also compiled all members of the Lion clan into a roster, and recorded each person's year of birth, gender, race, personality, kinship, etc. in detail. Because the text is not perfect, it can still be represented by graphics. For example, some orcs are good at archery, and he draws a bow and arrow behind their specialties; some are good at crafting, and they are represented by flames and hammers.
Before that, the management of the orcs was very rough. As long as the males were required to go out to hunt, the ability of a person was measured by the number of prey and the strength of the battle. However, some male orcs are naturally weak and are better at weaving or other meticulous handwork. Under the circumstance that food is abundant, the orcs can choose jobs that are more suitable for them, and make the best use of them.
Of course, Shang Ke did not intend to directly intervene in these matters, but left it to Mutu to decide. He only provided some basic management methods. But it is undeniable that this roster of stone carvings is of great significance to the development of primitive tribes. It has been used by orcs in later generations as the basis for population resource management, and has been used and continuously improved.
At this time, it was just a tool that Shang Ke could use to help Mutu better manage the tribe, and he pulled Mutu on the bed to complete it together. Originally it could be completed in three days, but it took them ten days.
The process, of course, is to explain the profound things in a simple way, and the climaxes come one after another...
Mutu is like a sponge, greedily absorbing everything Shang Ke taught him.
After coming out of the elder's house, Mutu walked towards Shang Ke's residence. Now it has become his and the fox's home. Although simple, it is very cozy.
"Yanu, Yanu, what is this?" A young voice came from over there.
Mutu looked up and saw a familiar figure sitting on a stone chair, drawing something on the sand table with a branch. Around him, a group of little orcs surrounded him.
There was a faint smile on the fox's face, white hair hanging down at the side of his face, gentleness between his eyebrows and eyes, and a big soft tail protecting a little orc who had just learned to walk in case he accidentally fell.
The little orc hugged his tail and leaned against him, squinting his eyes and looking very comfortable, but the saliva left at the corner of his mouth was a bit unpleasant.
Seeing that the saliva was about to rub against the big tail, Mutu's face darkened, he strode over, picked up the little orc from the tail, and threw it into his brother's arms.
The little orc was forced to leave Nuan Nuan's big tail. He was so aggrieved, his mouth slumped, and he was about to cry. Shang Ke quickly took out something from his arms and handed it to him, successfully diverting his attention.
Mutu took a closer look and saw that it was a small rattle. He knew that the fox made a lot of novel toys for the children of the clan, and often taught them to play games and gave them delicious food, without asking for anything in return, just for a simple smile.
I still remember in the past, because the fox could not speak, the fox seldom communicated with other people, and was always alone and unknown. Until he gradually revealed his true temperament and won the favor of the whole family with his actions. His world seems to be different, silent but colorful.
Mutu couldn't help but leaned over and kissed him, after a while, he kissed again.
Shang Ke: ...
Little Orc (⊙o⊙): ... !
Mutu ignored the gazes of these little brats, and took up the position beside Shang Ke carelessly, and his two big hands naturally got into the fox's clothes to keep warm.
The breath of this man made him nostalgic. The gentleness of this person makes this icy cold season extremely fulfilling and fiery.
In the first half month of the end of the cold season, the food of the lions began to be stretched, from two meals a day to one meal a day. But everyone is still very confident that they can get through this cold season. Because in the past, the Lions had starved to death, but now they only need to endure a few days of starvation to get through the crisis.
However, hungry orcs are prone to irritability, and battles occur from time to time in the tribe. Whoever wins will get the other's food. Some orcs who are not strong in combat will be "winned" by others every day for their food, and they have to rely on snow and branches to support them.
Continue, still don't know how long these people can last. His task was to ensure that none of the lions died of starvation. Seeing that the cold season was coming to an end, he must not stumble.
He took all the pickled vegetables and cured meats he made from the cellar, and then summoned the bullied orcs, asking them to help reclaim the land, and distributed the food to them as rewards at night.
He knew very well that if he gave it away for nothing, it would inevitably lead to dissatisfaction from other people. Even if everyone has a share, there is no guarantee that these people's food will not be robbed. But as long as he is in his place, others will not dare to be presumptuous.
This will not only allow these orcs to eat half full, but will not attract too much criticism. Shang Ke's cellar has been visited by many people, and everyone knows how many stocks there are. Someone quietly calculated that after a few days, he basically contributed all his food. At this critical time, his actions undoubtedly touched everyone a lot, and the disputes in the tribe gradually subsided.
"Fox, here it is." Mutu handed Shang Ke his chunk of jerky.
Shang Ke looked at him puzzled.
Mutu said distressedly: "You have lost a lot of weight recently, don't bear it anymore, eat it, I will give you all my food."
Shang Ke silently looked at the piece of jerky: You give me all your food, what about yourself
Mu Yingying knew what he was thinking, patted his chest and said, "Don't worry, I'm not afraid of hunger!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a drum-like growl in his stomach.
Mutu: "...I farted."
Shang Ke: "… "
Holding back his smile, Shang Ke took the jerky from his hand and cut it open with a knife, half per person. In fact, he is not very hungry. The vegetables and fruits in the garden are enough to satisfy his hunger, but he is willing to share the joys and sorrows with the lion and share the food.
Mutu hesitated for a while, but finally took it, and then said seriously to Shang Ke: "Fox, in the next cold season, I swear I will never let you starve again."
Shang Ke looked at him with crooked eyes: Well, I believe you.
[Complete additional task 1 - ensure that none of the lions die of hunger in this cold season.]
On the last day of the end of the cold season, Shang Ke received a prompt message from the system. He found a problem, it seems that since the last world, the additional quests no longer reward the stay time, wondering if this means that some kind of restriction has been broken. The system has often played dead lately, basically not answering any questions, as if it had degenerated from artificial intelligence to a simple program.