Unexpectedly, Long Mo didn't say a word.
She picked up the drawing that she had just looked at the most, flipped through it for a few seconds, then conjured up a dragon claw sharper than a knife, compared it with the accessories on the drawing, and quickly cut out identical wooden parts.
Hu Jiaojiao originally wanted to say that she would do it herself, but she saw that Long Mo just took a look and made it easily. It was exactly the same as the drawing, even the size ratio was extremely accurate.
She was silent.
Is Long Mo's brain a computer? All he needs to do is input data and he'll be able to do it
Hu Jiaojiao thought about it and realized that this dragon seemed to be very good at everything except cooking, and he could learn it at a glance.
Just when she was doubting her life, Long Mo had already picked up several other drawings and made the rest of the parts by following their instructions. He looked at them carefully for a moment and then started to assemble them.
There are different styles of catapults. The catapult blueprint that Hu Jiaojiao took out is the crystallization of the wisdom of the ancients.
I heard that when wars were fought in ancient times, the army would bring blueprints and carpenters to the battlefield to make catapults, because they were easy to make, had a simple structure and easy to obtain materials, and there was no need to carry a huge catapult and transport it laboriously.
This version of the trebuchet is very tall but very easy to use. As long as a few people pull the rope at the front, they can use the lever principle to easily throw a dozen pounds of wood five hundred meters away.
The catapult does not need to be moved in the tribe, so it is perfect.
As long as you master the production method, you can use it even if you want to attack the Canglang Tribe.
Hu Jiaojiao wanted to ask Long Mo not to force it, but before she could open her mouth, she saw that he had already put the two parts together.
Countless small wooden parts flipped between the slender fingers, as if they were alive, two, five, ten... More and more parts were assembled, and the parts on the table became fewer and fewer.
In just a few minutes, Long Mo had armed a complete small catapult, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Hu Jiaojiao.
"Is that how it's done?" he asked.
Fox Jiaojiao: "..."
Is there something wrong with her eyes, or is she still sleepy
She was already greatly shocked by Long Mo's ability to make parts. He actually made the entire sample directly!
Is this something a normal animal can do?!
"You..." Hu Jiaojiao suddenly stretched out her upper body, supported her hands on both sides of Long Mo's body, opened her mouth, and stared at Long Mo without blinking.
The inquiring eyes seemed to want to peel him open to see clearly, and asked suspiciously:
"You are not a time traveler as well?"
This brain, he said it was his first time to come into contact with this, she didn't believe it!
She would never believe it even if she was beaten to death!
She has studied for more than ten years, but is she not as good as an orc who has just learned Arabic numerals
Long Mo looked puzzled:
"Huh? What?" Jiaojiao said something he couldn't understand again.
Seeing the confusion in Long Mo's eyes, Hu Jiaojiao was speechless.
Long Mo is such a fucking genius!
"Nothing." Hu Jiaojiao sat back in her chair like a deflated balloon, waved her hand and replied dejectedly, "What I mean is that you are too smart. You will learn it after watching it once."
There is really no comparison between animals.
She shut herself in.
Hearing Hu Jiaojiao's praise, Long Mo immediately sat up straight, clenched his right fist and placed it to his mouth, and coughed lightly to cover up the uncontrollable upward curve of the corners of his lips.
"It's just so-so." He answered modestly, "Jiaojiao taught me well, I can learn it as soon as I hear it."
Fox Jiaojiao: "..."
I don’t believe you!
The catapult sample was just a small model, only the size of Long Mo's two palms. Hu Jiaojiao took small stones of corresponding proportional weight and placed them in the corresponding positions.
Pull the front rope that controls the launch.
The stone flew out with a "swish" sound, drew a high arc in the air, and hit the gate with a "pa".
The gate was made of wood, and the stone was ejected with great force, creating a shallow concave hole in the gate.
"Even small samples have such great power. If it is made according to the dimensions in the drawing, it must be extremely powerful!" Hu Jiaojiao showed surprise on her face.
The depression just now disappeared in an instant.
"I'll go find the chief, teach him and everyone else how to read the blueprints, and start making catapults." This was a good opportunity to take advantage of the fact that the Canglang Tribe didn't fight back and make preparations in advance.
This time we can't be careless like last time.
Hu Jiaojiao packed up the drawings on the table, held the small catapult in her arms, and prepared to go out.
Unexpectedly, before she could touch the door, the male behind her put his arm around her waist and lifted her up.
The blueprints and catapults in his hands were also taken away.
Long Mo said in a low and hoarse voice:
"It's getting late. I'll just go teach the Patriarch tomorrow."
It’s okay for the clan leader, but Jiaojiao has to teach a group of males, and he doesn’t want Jiaojiao to be surrounded by a group of males all day long.
He had more important things to do with Jiaojiao than making the catapult.
"But it's still early. I'll tell the clan leader the good news first and I'll be back soon." Hu Jiaojiao flew into the air and was picked up by Long Mo like a child and walked upstairs.
The steps of the staircase slowly receded before her eyes.
The blueprints and trebuchet were also put back on the table.
Hu Jiaojiao looked at the sky outside with a confused look on her face. It was clearly still afternoon and there were still several hours before dark!
The kids are still playing outside, how can it be late
"not good."
Long Mo's voice became even lower, like clouds about to rain, filling the air with a sticky and humid feeling.
"It's too late. There won't be enough time when you come back."
Hu Jiaojiao looked confused.
"Not enough time for what?"
Long Mo didn't answer again. He carried her back to the bedroom, closed the door, turned Hu Jiaojiao over, and let her put her arms around his neck and her legs around his waist.
Hu Jiaojiao only felt a flash before her eyes, and her back had already hit the door panel.
The whole person looked like a small doll pendant on Long Mo's body.
"Long, Long Mo, what are you doing..."
She asked groggily.
Long Mo lowered his head, his nose tip gently touching her neck, his cold face rubbing against her soft black hair, his hoarse voice inexplicably revealing a sense of grievance.
"The last time I washed your hair, you fell asleep."
"You've been busy lately and have no time at night, so I had to find time myself..."
Since I am not free at night, I always have time during the day.
Fox Jiaojiao's neck was tickled by the rubbing, and her voice unconsciously became much softer:
"What, what do you mean no time..."
She held her chin in a coquettish manner, not understanding Long Mo's jumping thoughts for a moment.
As soon as she finished speaking, she felt Long Mo saluting him.
Hu Jiaojiao's ears turned red instantly, and she understood what Long Mo meant.
Before winter, Long Mo would torment her almost every night.
But since the incident in the tribe, it seems that there has never been a single incident...
"It's daytime now. Wait until the cubs come back, wait until night..." Hu Jiaojiao hugged his neck and negotiated with him in a sweet voice.
The next moment, she felt dizzy.
He was pressed down on the bed by Long Mo.
"They won't be back so soon." The deep and pleasant voice seemed to have magic, gently tickling Hu Jiaojiao's ears.
His voice was so hoarse that it sounded like a burning fire:
"I can't wait any longer."