The next day, Wang Yang did not go out to look for food. The injury on his leg made it difficult for him to move.

He stayed in the cave and quietly observed the wound to see if thistle could really be antibacterial and anti-inflammatory.

The hemostatic effect was confirmed yesterday. The wound quickly formed a hard blood scar. Today, the wound is still the same as yesterday, very calm and without any symptoms of inflammation or infection.

This is a very good sign. At least the first medicinal ingredient has been discovered.

The adults did not ask Wang Yang to look for food. They were anxious about Wang Yang's situation.

After all, what Wang Yang has shown has far exceeded their knowledge. With him here, they can get more food.

Therefore, they did not take the initiative to ask Wang Yang to get food, which was considered a special consideration.

Wang Yang could feel their concern, but precisely because of this, he was speechless.

You obviously have a certain amount of intelligence, but why can't you understand your own thoughts? Why don't you listen to yourself?

Why can't they imagine the future crisis?

It's a pity that even though I have thousands of ideas for rapid development, I can only bury them deep in my heart.

I really want to stand in front of the stream and recite: I ask you how much sorrow you can have, just like a river of spring water flowing eastward...

The fundamental difficulty in communicating with the apes is that they have no language.

It is difficult to express complex ideas through body movements.

When you are hungry, you can open your mouth, when you are in pain, you can scream, and when you don’t want to do anything, you can even wave your little hands.

But if he was asked to explain everything in the future, it would be impossible to express it by just doing a few actions.

He wanted to teach them how to speak, but it was a pity that he himself had a problem with pronunciation.

What we have to do now is to make them all listen to us and gather the scattered sand into a thick city wall.

This level of difficulty is also more difficult than climbing to the sky and is very tricky.

Without words, he can only express his uniqueness through actions, making others fear him and regard him as God.

This requires some miracles.

But I have heard a lot about miracles, but I have never seen one. How can I create a miracle?

Far away, the prophet Moses parted the Red Sea, and the ancient spiritual master ascended in the daytime.

Nearby, a magic master was walking across the river, and "Qigong Master" Wang Moumou came to the snake from an empty basin.

But regardless of whether it is a legend or magic, it is amazing. If the impossible is made possible, it can be called a miracle.

Wang Yang doesn't know how to cultivate, he doesn't know magic, and he has never learned magic. It is really difficult for him to create miracles in an era when resources are so scarce.

In fact, the scene where he used fire for the first time was an out-and-out miracle in the eyes of people of this era.

It's just that he didn't expect today's embarrassing situation at that time, otherwise he would have planned it carefully.

But now if he wants to create another kind of miracle, racking his brains is not enough.

Unless he was allowed to invent the electric light now, he could be sure that everyone would worship him like the sun god.

On this day, he did nothing. He stayed in the cave and forgot about food and sleep, thinking about this matter.

I was stuck with this problem for more than a month, until early autumn arrived.

My thoughts flutter along with the yellow leaves in early autumn, swaying and staining the sky.

In the golden world, his sorrow flowed eastward like three thousand streams of water as his long hair gradually fluttered.

In the rapids of the rapids, I turned a thousand times over and over again, but I still couldn't get a sip of old wine.

He is not poetic, even though he has the potential of a literary young man.

What he was thinking about was still the most primitive and ancient topic, three acres of land with one cow, wife and children on the hot bed...

Yes, staying well fed and clothed has become his realistic goal, and singing with his wife at dusk: "The most beautiful thing is the red sunset." has become his lifelong wish.

All capital and fascism, Mark Lenin and Engels, go to hell for the time being.

But the ideal is very full and the reality is very skinny. Wang Yang never thought of how to create a miracle.

He couldn't care about that much anymore and could only focus on the present.

Going into the depths of the forest is almost impossible this year, and Wang Yang doesn't insist on it. The best thing to do now is to survive this winter.

The adults never imagined the desperate situation they would face, and still lived happily and contentedly.

They are so easily satisfied. In the past, they ate only fruits and vegetables, but now they often have meat to eat. How could they not be happy?

Regarding their inaction, Wang Yang said that they had no ambition and became very angry.

However, Wang Yang has not been idle. He has been making all kinds of preparations for winter.

In the past month, he cut down a big tree, cut off a fifty centimeter-high wooden stake, peeled off the bark, and then kept digging three centimeters inward.

The entire excavation process was without any skills and was very slow and laborious. The main reason was that he did not have much time to dig.

During the day, he has to follow the adults to look for food, and he can only carry out this work after tea and meals.

Of course, there are also reasons why the tools are not good.

He would often dig until his hands were sore that he couldn't even lift it.

Fortunately, those little kids often helped him because they were bored.

One of the children was particularly enthusiastic, or rather admiring, and loved to stay with Wang Yang. Even when he was sleeping, he would try his best to stay close to him.

Stickier to him than his sister.

Wang Yang was full of praise for this, saying that the child had a spiritual surname and would become a great person in the future. He silently gave the child a resounding name - Zhang San.

Wang Yang also gave him special training for this reason. He would teach him whatever he had practiced before, such as climbing trees and doing push-ups.

Anyway, these are absolutely beneficial to you.

What's rare is that Zhang San is particularly focused and has no objection to these boring trainings.

With the addition of a capable little assistant, it is natural to get twice the result with half the effort. In addition, other children also wanted to please Wang Yang, so the matter was quickly settled.

The first artificial wooden barrel in history appeared!

Wang Yang looked at his finished product and smiled happily.

Don't think that Wang Yang was so idle that he made such a tool just for fetching water. He was not in that mood.

The more important function of this wooden barrel is to hunt.

That's right, it's hunting.

As the saying goes, knowledge is power, but imagination is the key to development.

If you want to make the most of everything, you have to use your imagination.

I believe some observers understand how to use wooden barrels to catch food, and it is simple to say.

Just put a fruit on the ground, cover the fruit with a wooden barrel, and then use a branch to prop up a corner of the barrel.

Then tie the branch with a rope, and the person hides aside, holding the rope with his hand.

As soon as the little animals get in to eat the fruit, they pull the rope and pull off the branches, the barrel will come down and the little animals will be covered.

I believe this will sound familiar to everyone. Have you done this before?

Wang Yang didn't have a rope and couldn't pull off the branches, but this was definitely not a problem!

The "Xiao Li Flying Knife" he has practiced for so long is not just for fun.

At that moment, he picked up a branch and held up the barrel. Standing twenty meters away, he weighed the weight of the stones in his hand and narrowed his eyes as he looked at the branch.

He threw it away with a "cough" sound.

There was only a "pop" sound, the stone hit the red heart, and the barrel fell down dullly, colliding with the earth dullly.

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Chapter completed!