Divine Desert Island Survival System

Gu mother's information was projected into Zhao Yunxiang's mind.

unknown creature!

Composition Principle: Cry of Blood

"Crying blood?"

"Unknown creature?"

Looking at the Gu mother, Zhao Yunxiang suddenly felt dizzy.

This bug didn't know what it would do, so Zhao Yunxiang began to ask about the Dayi Gu.

"How did the Gu mother come from?" Zhao Yunxiang asked with narrowed eyes.

"Handed down from the clan..." Hou Dayi Gu said.

Passed down from the family?

It seems that this worm has lived a long time!

You must know that the lifespan of insects is not long, such as butterflies and the like, after this kind of insects pupate into butterflies, they only have a lifespan of less than one month.

However, the lifespan of silkworm moths is even shorter.

Zhao Yunxiang raised silkworms when he was a child, and the life of silkworm babies is to eat, sleep and poop.

The growth rate is very fast, and then it vomits to death and pupates, and then it breaks out of the cocoon and becomes a moth. The mission of the silk moth is to pass on the family line and die after laying hundreds of eggs.

Spring silkworms are exhausted until they die. Human beings cleverly use the characteristics of silkworms to outline a high-level civilization.

"I have another question. How does your tribe live, how do you travel? How do you entertain?" Zhao Yunxiang asked the point.

When he first came to this world, Zhao Yunxiang thought it was a primitive world full of tribes.

However, many clues about advanced civilizations were found, so Zhao Yunxiang felt that this world must not be an ordinary primitive world.

There should be a higher civilization.

Perhaps, the family of Hou Dayi Gu is a highly civilized ethnic group.

"Our family travels by riding our own domesticated giant beasts. There are many entertainments, such as singing and dancing, rapu basketball..." Hou Dayi Gu pursed his lips and smiled, "I like to wear the costumes of the family, overalls ... with a big parted hair."

"Hehe..." Zhao Yunxiang grinned, his smile full of helplessness, "You can die!"

"My death is inevitable..." Hou Dayi Gu said pitifully, "Can you promise me a condition?"

"Can't..." Zhao Yunxiang said very simply.

"It's just a small condition, for the sake of telling you everything, please satisfy me?" Hou Dayi Gu said with a wry smile.

"Talk about it!" Zhao Yunxiang scratched his head, "Let's say it in advance, I won't do troublesome things, I'm the most afraid of trouble!"

"My name is not Hou Dayi Gu, but Gu Dayi. When I die, my real name will be marked on the tombstone." Hou Dayi Gu grinned, "It's best not to touch Gu mother. Although our Gu tribe has been passed down for many years, no one has been willing to wake it up. I was young and energetic at the time, and I did a stupid thing. Now I have no face to return to the tribe, I just hope..."

Before Hou Dayi had finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhao Yunxiang, "Dude, don't talk so much at once. If you talk too much, it will be reflected in a long paragraph, and the readers will look very tired."

"????" Hou Da Yi Gu.

"Like me, the words are simple and clear, and it seems much more convenient for readers..." Zhao Yunxiang nodded and said.

Shut the words, wait for the freshman to die!

"Dead..." Chen Baobao said lightly.

"Dig a hole and bury it!" Zhao Yunxiang's expression was flat. He had experienced too many things and faced too many partings of life and death. It was very normal for this guy to die in front of him!

The digging team consisted of strong men with picks at hand.

Because the pickaxe made of bronze is very useful, whether it is land reclamation or hunting, it is great!

That's right!

These guys just love to hunt with a pickaxe,

Some time ago a couple of archers shot a huge sheep around the shelter.

The sheep staggered to the edge of the city wall dragging its injured body, and finally fell down.

Although it fell down, the sheep didn't die, it was still crowing.

Several savages who were opening up wasteland came to hear the news with their picks. After seeing the sheep, they raised their picks and rushed up.

The pickaxe made of bronze was so hard that it killed the sheep in a few strokes.

But for digging holes, it seems that Chen Baobao is more persistent.

Seeing Baobao Chen walking forward slowly, the savage who was holding the pickaxe was at a loss when he saw this girl coming.

Several strong men with a height of 2 meters had wonderful expressions after seeing this girl, like helpless children, standing there at a loss.

"Are we going to dig a hole?" A savage said obediently.

"Ang..." Another savage nodded, "Dig a pit to bury the body, and write this guy's name, do you know how to write it?"

"Have you come into contact with such things as words?"

"Hehe... not at all!!"

The savages on Zhao Yunxiang's side have no written inheritance, and some inheritance only exists verbally.

"Possess the inheritance of words..." Zhao Yunxiang looked at the dead Hou Dayi Gu, and fell into deep thought. This guy seemed to come from an incredible place.

He didn't know much about this world, so Zhao Yunxiang felt that the power of the tribe had to be strengthened so that it could compete with unknown forces.

It was Chen Baobao who buried Hou Dayi Gu, this girl likes to use shovels the most, especially the bronze ones.

Digging the pit and burying the corpse was done in a smooth and smooth manner. Moreover, she also moved a huge boulder from the side. The boulder is not flat, but a bit like a cylinder.

Chen Baobao drew a crooked picture on the boulder, probably a stickman holding something.

"What's this?"

Zhao Yunxiang couldn't help twitching the corners of his mouth when he looked at what Baobao Chen had drawn. The picture was quite abstract.

It looks so tiring!

"Isn't it pretty?" Chen Baobao looked at it for a moment, and even showed a super satisfied look, as if he was very confident in his painting.

"Hehe..." Zhao Yunxiang didn't think it looked good. This painting is not as good as that of elementary school students.

I don't know where this girl's confidence comes from!

"Boss, did the man in the windbreaker just let him go?" Shi Zhenxiang had been waiting, waiting for what Zhao Yunxiang said, and he would come back by himself soon.

But, after waiting for so long, that guy hasn't come back yet.

Now it seems that he probably ran far away, and he probably won't be able to catch up again.

It's just a pity for that black lacquered sword!

That knife looks so cool, the lord must have more face holding it!

Shi Zhenxiang has always wanted Zhao Yunxiang to have his own black weapon, because this guy has a big knife, and Zhao Yunxiang wanted to snatch it more than once and smelt it into a dagger or something like that.

However, Shi Zhenxiang only loves big swords, because big swords are cool to play!

It's a pity that the man in the windbreaker ran away, otherwise, the lord would have gotten the weapon! !

"Help! Help!!"

There was a shout in the distance, and a dark man ran over in embarrassment, and behind him was a flash of fire.