This discovery surprised Wang Yang. The white clay rarely appears in his memory because he rarely sees white bricks...

So what is the white clay used for?

Wang Yang asked the expeller how to discover the clay and how far it was.

After learning about it, Wang Yang learned the whole story.

The expellers had just left for a few days and entered a mountainous land with lush trees in them, so they looked for other humans.

Since there was no shortage of food for a few people in the mountains and forests, they were hunting and moving forward, and suddenly they saw a white downhill.

They were very surprised that white land was rare and they had little knowledge and knowledge. For a moment, they thought they had come to the snow again, so they couldn't help but shrink their necks and put their clothes tighter.

Soon, they went down to the lower slope and found that it was not snow, but white gravel.

Seeing that there were many gravel blades, I wanted to use them to see if they could be fired. So I picked up two stones with blades, used flint to cause fire, put the blades of the two stones together, and grind them hard.

But they knew that these stones were not as wear-resistant as they imagined, and their two blades were immediately worn off, and some white gray fell off.

They didn't think much about it, after all, the goal was to find someone, it was like leaving.

Unexpectedly, it was raining heavily at this time, and they couldn't move forward, so they stayed nearby. When the rain stopped, they found that there were no water stains on the white stones. They couldn't help but pick them up. After picking them up, they found that they were very sticky, as if they were a kind of clay.

Then, they stayed for a while and tested the name of the white stones. Finally, they determined that these stones were not real stones, but also a kind of clay, but they were dried and formed into pieces, looking like stones.

After that, they put many bags back and planned to try burning.

Wang Yang looked at their pictures and nodded slightly, without saying much, and he didn't know much about geology.

Waving his hand, he felt a little tired and wanted to have a sleep.

The exorcist asked him, don't you plan to burn some and try it?

Wang Yang felt very uncomfortable now and was not in the mood to do this. He closed his eyes and fell asleep.

This time, I slept until the next morning. After I woke up, the lazy feeling from my body did not weaken, but instead increased a little.

He went to wash his face, poured a lot of water on him, and his brows frowned slightly.

The exorcist came over and asked him when he would try to burn new clay?

Wang Yang patted his shoulder and told him that he didn't need to tell me anything, and if you want to burn it, go and burn it.

The exorcist was stunned for a moment, looked at the white clay, suppressed the idea of ​​trying, and did not dare to burn it.

He could see that Wang Yang was not in a good mood, just like others, he was not energetic and wanted to help but didn't know where to start, so he was anxious.

He pulled Wang Yang and pointed to the five people, with a very serious expression, wondering if they were the ones they were doing.

Wang Yang frowned slightly. It was impossible to make a fool of himself. At this time, humans still couldn't tell what poison was and how could they poison themselves.

But could it be the disease they brought about?

"It shouldn't be. I'm sick, but they live well. If it's really the disease they brought, they should be the ones who fell ill first."

He shook his head solemnly at the expeller and told him not to mention this matter again. The five of them had just joined the tribe and randomly suspected that it was the most undesirable thing.

After finding the orthologist, Wang Yang decided not to sit still and wait for death and figure out what was going on sooner.

He planned to start with the food everyone ate.

"What have you eaten lately? Who cares about cooking?"

The orthologist shook his head and called Shuan Cang, which usually was the one who managed the food.

Samurakami began to draw pictures on the ground, drawing what everyone had eaten recently. Every painting was about people taking images of wheat and jerky meat.

Wang Yang frowned: "Jelly meat? We still have jerky meat? Why didn't we see it?"

Shoucang said that the stored jerky was basically finished, and everyone was busy opening up wheat fields and did not hunt.

"Have you eaten something strange recently? For example, wild vegetables you don't know?"

Shoucang naturally didn't know what others ate, but he knew that he was eating wheat.

Wang Yang had to ask what everyone else had eaten, and the result was the same. Everyone ate wheat, and in addition, it was some leftover jerky.

He was confused. Could it be that the jerky meat had become worse? But now that the jerky meat has been eaten, I have to go to ** to check it out.

"Did you eat the two tin boxes of jerky?"

Morikura nodded.

"It's strange. There's no problem with food, and it's even less likely that there's a problem with the water source. What's the reason?"

"Why don't you hunt some fresh animals to eat?" Wang Yang asked. Although he has no appetite now, he still wants to eat meat.

The orthologist, Wang Yang, waved his hands: "I don't have the strength."

The exorcist was stunned. No meat to eat? How could this be done? Not eating meat for a meal would cost him his life. He really didn't like to eat tasteless wheat.

Immediately waved to the four big hands in my group, brought my equipment, and rushed to hunt.

They did not feel physically unwell. They had the strength to hunt and completely forgot the matter of burning white clay. Wang Yang did not remind them that eating meat is important.

He lay down again, very sleepy, and didn't want to move. His mind was like a mess, and he was confused. Thinking about the story of Shennong tasting hundreds of herbs, he muttered in his heart: "I'm really impatient, so I'll try hundreds of herbs. See if I can really taste the heartbreaking herbs and poison myself to death."

As soon as he lay down, the little guy jumped to Wang Yang's chest. He looked at Wang Yang with small black eyes, gnawing on the wood, and a few small beards shook up and down in the sun. Suddenly, the wooden block was stretched to Wang Yang's mouth, and he actually wanted to share it with him.

Looking at its expression of seriousness or seriousness, Wang Yang was happy.

"It's better for you, even the wood wants to share me with a little bit."

After a smile, he remembered the situation on Zhang San again. He didn't know if the same thing happened to them as him. He wanted to ask but dared not go there.

Covering his chest, Wang Yang sighed, "It's really broken my heart."

At night, the exorcists indeed hunted two animals they didn't recognize, which looked a bit like wildebeests.

Wang Yang didn't think much about it, and started to make rice. The two animals were driven into several holes and bleeded by the expelled people. The blood was loaded, bag after bag, without wasting.

The blood of animals is also a delicious food. It is indeed fishy to drink it directly, but you can steam the blood and it will become very tender, like tofu. Since it is cooked, it will not have the fishy smell of blood and taste very good, so it is very popular among everyone.

Wang Yang drank some hot porridge, ate some blood clots and meat, and then fell asleep.

When he got up the next day, he stretched his waist and suddenly felt something was wrong, as if he had some strength...

He got up suddenly, widened his eyes, and touched his body.

"What's going on? Is the disease cured?"

He hurried to see the others and found that some people were much more energetic, while others were still in a weak position.

Among the good people, there are children, adults, and weak people. Wang Yang cannot judge what happened.

According to his idea, he thought he was in good health and had good immunity, so he produced antibodies to the source of the disease, but judging from the current situation, it seems that this is not the case.

"Is it because I ate meat?" A light of inspiration flashed through Wang Yang's mind, and he felt that he had grabbed something.

So today after the exorcists caught the prey, he began to observe who ate the meat.

The next day, his spirits improved a little, his physical functions were slowly recovering, and he felt much more comfortable.

He immediately went to see the condition of everyone, and some of them were in good condition. The people led by the orthopedics wanted to drill into the wheat field and planned to work.

Wang Yang checked carefully and his brow suddenly frowned. He remembered that the bone sect didn't eat meat yesterday, but he...

Turning back, I saw the bone scientist bulging his muscles vigorously.

Not only him, but yesterday many people didn’t eat meat. First, the food was limited, and second, it was very laborious to eat meat, and many people did not eat meat.

He was confused again. What was going on? Could it be that it was really a disease, not the reason for what to eat?

He couldn't figure it out, so he directly pulled everyone over and asked them to draw what they had eaten yesterday.

Sure enough, I found clues in this painting. Those who were mentally improved had eaten steamed blood clots without exception yesterday.

"It's the reason for blood!" Wang Yang's eyes lit up, but when he remembered why it was the reason for blood, he was a little stupid.

Why do they feel in good condition after taking blood?

He decided to test it again, "I will stop eating blood today and see what will happen."

As a result, the next day, Wang Yang was sloppy and shook his head slightly and sighed: "If you don't commit suicide, you won't die."

After confirming that it was the cause of blood, Wang Yang planned to further verify that as the saying goes, living until old age and learning until old age, the five new people also did not eat blood, so why are they all right?

He observed all day and found that they were eating the grass that was about to rot.

Wang Yang tasted the grass, which was slightly bitter and more salty.

"Salt shortage!" At this moment, Wang Yang finally understood what was going on.

His eyes shone with a little helplessness. He had never lacked salt in his previous life, and he could not think of this for a moment.

Thinking about it now, it's really a shortage of salt.

According to many scholars and experts, the primitive people had mastered fire early on, but they still lived a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood, killing animals without even letting go of blood.

The various trace elements in the blood of animals include salt, so primitive people are not short of salt.

The era when salt shortage was more than 5,000 years or less than 10,000 years. At this time, tribes appeared and the farming era appeared. Crops mainly composed of coarse grains appeared on the stage of history and shone brightly.

But as a result, a crisis of lack of salt emerged. Fortunately, I don’t know which genius got the salt.

As the saying goes, there are gains and losses. Because of the knowledge of later generations, humans in this era directly entered the era of coarse grains, which led to the lack of salt in the body.
Chapter completed!