When he arrived in the cave, Wang Yang took out the pheasant and lay it comfortably on the wolf's fur.

Everyone gathered around in surprise and turned the pheasant over and over to see how fresh it was.

Catching a pheasant is a new thing that happens only once in a century. They never thought about it. It would be great to occasionally encounter a pheasant with an IQ of zero, but they might not be able to catch it.

After looking at Wang Yang for a few times, they steaked the pheasant and grilled it immediately without saying a word.

They have no interest in those bright feathers. They need to eat and wear warm clothes first.

Wang Yang rested for a while, then carried the bucket to the stream and washed it several times.

This was not to say that he was afraid that wild beasts would follow him to the cave in search of the scent of blood. In fact, he hoped to see the saber-toothed tiger charging forward single-handedly, so that he could use his spear to kill it.

This makes everyone realize that their collective combat effectiveness has improved to a higher level, and they dare to go deep into the jungle.

He washed the barrel simply because he was afraid that in the deep forest the next day, the smell of blood would attract wild beasts to pay attention to the barrel, so how could he hunt?

To his surprise, Zhang San looked at him with bright eyes, wondering if he realized the usefulness of the barrel.

He didn't care. After supervising Zhang San to complete another round of training, he ate a chicken leg and lay down to rest.

At night, lightning outside the cave crisscrossed like silver snakes, the rain was heavy, thunder tore through the dark night sky, the wind howled like a ghost, and the "pitter patter" sound of the rain reminded Wang Yang of a machine gun.

He couldn't help but sigh, it would be great if he had a gun with unlimited bullets.

But this is just fantasy, so unrealistic.

But he firmly believes that as long as everyone listens to him and understands him, there will be bread and milk.

Under the violent rolling thunder, everyone huddled together and cuddled tightly together. The white light flashed from time to time, illuminating the panic and fear on everyone's faces.

Wang Yang stood at the entrance of the cave, feeling the heartbeat of the wind and rain, while looking back at everyone's expressions.

There is not much emotion. Animals are instinctively afraid of thunder, just like they were afraid of fire before they mastered fire. It is understandable.

He looked at Ray and thought about the miracle.

If you can make a lightning-inducing device and let everyone see that you have successfully triggered a thunder, it should be regarded as an absolute miracle. After all, in their understanding, how can a person trigger a thunder?

If you can survive being struck by lightning, you will become a god.

Well, it has become a god in modern times.

Then he thought, should he perform a magic trick to show them?

For example, box escape.

It's very simple, just make a wooden box and set up a mechanism.

But the key point is, can they understand it?

They don't even have the concept of a box, so this magic has no meaning to them.

It's like a good song, you think it's good when you listen to it, and you play it to the cows...

Even if a living person undergoes a major transformation, they will not have any reaction.

If a large amount of food is conjured up, or a beast is stabbed to death with Qigong, they will react.

He didn't struggle with this problem for long, and then went to sleep.

…

After a night of silence, Wang Yang set out again early the next morning and entered the depths of the forest.

In the deep forest after a heavy rain, there will be many water droplets on the leaves of young grass sprouts, which are green and crisp.

The air is exceptionally fresh, and taking a breath is more enjoyable than chewing gum.

In such a fairy tale scene, it is easy to think of stories like "The Wizard of Oz".

But the reality is that you will never like walking in such a deep forest.

At this time, the deep forest was very quiet. Water droplets dripped down from time to time. When you step on the wet ground, every time you step on the wet ground, it will bring up mud, which is very heavy.

There is a lot of humidity in the deep forest, and the cold water droplets will flow down your neck and onto your back, making it very cold.

It's easy to feel lonely, as if the whole world has disappeared and you are the only one.

But the most terrible thing is that you understand that there are dangers everywhere and it is not safe.

He still chose to come to the fruit tree. He carved the words "Fruit Tree One" on the fruit tree to make it easier to identify it later.

When he got here, he set up a trap, climbed into the tree, and waited quietly.

This time, the annoying saber-toothed tiger still appeared. The two sides greeted each other's eighteen generations of ancestors very politely, and ended with Wang Yang's overall victory.

After the saber-tooth tiger left, Wang Yang kept thinking about how to solve it while waiting.

He once thought about setting up a trap to capture large beasts.

This trap is very simple, just dig a hole.

But he discovered a very serious problem. On the outskirts of the forest, due to the presence of apes, large predators had moved into the depths of the forest.

In other words, there are no large beasts outside.

What if you dig a big hole there just to catch small animals?

And animals are not stupid either. How could they jump into a pit and wait for you to catch them?

Even the pheasant yesterday understood that it was not good to enter a barrel with low visibility, so he hesitated for a long time.

Moreover, the current tools are so poor. We have no shovels and use rough and short stone tools. We don’t know how long it will take to dig one meter deep. The effort is far less than the return.

Moreover, when catching small animals, it is enough to carry a wooden bucket with you, which is simple and practical.

Digging a hole deep in the forest is even less practical.

The hole was not deep enough and large animals jumped out.

It is necessary to dig a pit of at least two meters to ensure that many animals cannot jump out.

But Wang Yang himself is only one meter, which means that as long as he digs to a depth of one meter, he will not be able to see the surrounding situation. At this time, the saber-toothed tiger lurks quietly...

He could imagine Smilodon's evil smile when the time came.

This is still an optimistic situation.

Everyone knows that such a deep pit cannot be dug by Wang Yang alone in a short time. It will take at least several days. If there is a heavy rain or something during this period, well, it will become a swimming pool...

Therefore, although deep pits have certain benefits, either the effort is not worth the rewards, or the risks are too high, making them almost useless.

I don’t know why stories and movies these days always talk about digging holes. There are no real hunters who dig holes everywhere, and they are not grave robbers.

In the future, if a group of people can go into the deep forest with wooden spears, there will be no need for a pit. If one person pokes through with a spear, it will die and take its name!

Just as he was thinking about it, a prey came into Wang Yang's sight.

This is a mole with grayish-yellow fur. It is not big, about 40 centimeters long, and can just be covered by a wooden barrel.

To be honest, this one is a little different from the mole he caught that time. Wang Yang didn't dare to make a conclusion about that one, but he was very sure about this one.

Because not only its front claws are sharp, but its back claws are also sharp, its nails are two centimeters long, and its nose is slender and round, just like a pig.

It quickly entered the range and reached the barrel.

Its courage is much greater than that of the pheasant, and its IQ is also much higher, because it does not put its head into the barrel, but goes in backwards, always making eye contact with Wang Yang.

This is an animal's instinct. While ensuring food, one must also ensure a wide field of vision.

Wang Yang could see that its hind legs were hooking the fruit, trying to hook the fruit to the front.

The barrel swayed slightly because of its movement.

Wang Yang was a little nervous and didn't know how to deal with such a situation. If he threw the stone directly, the mole would definitely run away at all costs. If he didn't throw the stone, wouldn't he give the fruit to others in vain?

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