"Also, the second elder said, if you can't finish today's arrangements, you can't go out, and we will arrange ...... food." Gao Feng looked at the girl who was talking sluggishly, and didn't see anything clearly, but he saw the mole at the corner of his mouth flying up and down, and occasionally flashed the yellow teeth in his mouth that were not washed with a toothbrush and toothpaste.

"Get out, get out of here, what I'm going to do, I don't need others to tell me, I'm going to ......."

Gao Feng was furious, he felt that he had become a prisoner, these girls were the support of the cage, firmly confined him, if so, he would rather have the persimmon face who was useless except for discharge, to take care of himself.

Obviously, the girls only listened to the black claws and did not listen to the peak, and they still did not move.

After being angry, Gao Feng suddenly laughed, he felt that there was no need to be angry about these things, supervise it, he should thank Lu Xie Black Claw, at least he didn't let him supervise himself on the first day of appearing in this world, after so many killings, he was also tired, a kind of tiredness from the bones.

The Desolate Tribe, the Horror of Death, and the Earth Tribe Tribe, he killed at least thirty people in total, but he didn't know what he wanted to kill, if he just killed to survive, the reason was ridiculous, killing without ideas was madness.

Maybe you can use life to convince yourself that life is just a combination of accidental events, but it is also empty and ridiculous, because he never knows what the value of his life until now needs to be embodied, and he once had the ideal of going out of the city to see the outside, but with the killing one after another, it has also faded, if the outside is still a combination of violence and killing, what is the difference between walking out of the road and staying?

Looking blankly at the only light that came in from the ventilation hole above the dark space, he introspected in his heart, and his mind couldn't help but swipe through the previous picture, the battlefield full of artillery fire, deadly stray bullets, and constantly falling comrades, some were shot head-on in the charge, some were accidentally blown to pieces while avoiding the artillery fire, some were seriously injured and stayed on the battlefield to cover his retreat, and those who died, and those who collapsed because of jealousy and fear, and were executed by his own hands.

The scenes of bloody killings are contrasted with the pictures he experienced in this world, slowly digging out the differences, A30178 is his name in his previous life, Gao Feng is Fei'er gave him a name, and Sanclaw is his current name, there is no difference, just because, in his bones is himself.

Suddenly, Gao Feng somewhat understood that after Wei Lu had memories on the battlefield, he still rejected killing, not because he rejected the killing itself, but because he rejected the reason for killing.

The battlefield in the previous life was ten times more cruel than the current battlefield, after a battle, the dead became mountains and seas, and the casualties of civilians were a hundred times more than that of soldiers, and the peaks of the corpses piled up pierced his eyes, his heart, because Fei'er was also a civilian, so he did not fight to vent his violent heart, but to protect Fei'er and those civilians .......

"What is there here that I can protect?" Gao Feng asked himself, he always regarded himself as a passerby, and he couldn't fit in, but he didn't know what reason Lu Dao could use to convince himself to pick up a knife and challenge a powerful and unknown enemy.

Just like Blackclaw said, the protectors are only the Gala people, and the Gala people are the bottom of the high-end power, and there are also Xianfeng, Regret Army, Split Mountain, and Collapse Cloud on it, as for the moving stars and catastrophes, they are no longer within the reach of humans, and even the weapons of the previous life cannot do it.

In this situation, Gao Feng's fear is like a woman's great aunt that appears every once in a while, forcing him to worry about the future.

The peak on the battlefield is fearless, once he is truly engaged, he will be absolutely focused, and it is this desperate concentration that makes him like a fish in water, and he can always find life in a certain situation of death, but he can't fall into killing for the rest of his life, and he will be so at a loss for the rest of his life.

Chaotic thoughts were like a sea cháo, wave after wave rushed towards him, the light that came in through the narrow vent shè became dim, the torches were lit in the dark space, brighter than the day, those girls were still solemn and solemn around, but the number was less than half, I don't know if the road went to rest, waiting for the rotation.

Gao Feng, who held his chin in contemplation, stared blankly at the food in front of him, a piece of dough that had not changed for thousands of years, a bowl of soup made from plants that I don't know what kind of plant, and a plate of barbecued meat soaked in fat, such a simple food in the previous life, but it was extremely extravagant in the western wilderness, but Gao Feng had no appetite to eat.

After falling unconscious, he was cleaned of his wounds, and most of the things on his body were absent, including a pistol with empty magazines, a serrated saber stained with blood, and a Grim Reaper's scimitar that killed people like mowing grass.

It wasn't until the food was cold that Gao Feng came to his senses, it seemed that he still had a task, and the second elder gave him some assigned tasks, and he couldn't get out of the room until he completed it, which made him have some jīng gods.

"Who knows what the Second Elder of Lu Dao has arranged for me?" Gao Feng mentions the jīng god and asks about the surrounding wooden stakes.

It was still the hemorrhoids on the lips that stood up, walked in front of Gao Feng, picked up the animal skin that he couldn't understand, and said: "The second elder hopes that you can combine the total amount of food in the tribe with the population consumption, and re-determine the rations for everyone, and you must support the harvest of sand dates next year, this is what the previous Great Elder left behind...... ”

"Is this a god?" Looking at the animal skin held by the girl in her hand, Gao Feng was dumbfounded, is this the most primitive account?

"What if it's ......, what if the three claws can't be counted?" Blackclaw's confusion came from a remote room.

"If you can't figure it out, you can't figure it out, he's the heir of the tribe, and it's just ...... let him know something." Maybe you don't have to count these things yourself, the second elder's tone is relaxed and natural, with a little schadenfreude.

"But what if he miscalculates?" Blackclaw is still a little worried, this is a big deal to maintain the survival of the tribe.

"Now the tribal warriors have lost more than 500 people, the slaves have lost more than 800 people, and the attendants have also lost a lot, and the population is only two-thirds of the previous one, but there is not much loss of food, so ......no one will starve to death."

The second elder obviously had a stomach case for a long time, and said calmly, and the black claw's heart was put down, and then he frowned, and said unhappily: "Then you didn't say it earlier?" ”

The companion is like a tiger, the black claw is not happy, the second elder immediately became entangled, squeezed out a few beads of sweat, and said stubbornly: "I see that you have high expectations for the three claws, you have to do what you can't do, young people have to practice more, ......." ”

Black Claw lowered his brows again, and before the Second Elder could sigh out the sullenness in his heart, a big fist smashed into his face, and in the Second Elder's screams, Black Claw roared angrily: "I am the leader, what else I can't do...... ”

"Thirty-one forks, forty-nine circles, and eighty-nine points of grain? What the hell is this stuff? Where did the god horse go to the herd and turn into a tail again? Sixty-one big tails and thirty-two small tails, don't they know how to count, so they draw one animal and one tail? This ......, what is this? Fanged knives, spears, buns? And the little stones, the grassroots, that's too abstract, right? ”

Completely unable to understand the things on the animal skin, Gao Feng was a little crazy, and suddenly put the animal skin on the ground, looked up at the ceiling weakly, and a classic quote flashed in his heart: "It's terrible to be uneducated...... ”

Originally, the knowledge of the Dao was the taboo of the Black Claw, or the taboo of this world, and the words of this world were completely incomprehensible, just like the exclamation of an archaeologist in the previous life when he saw the ancient cuneiform, and he sighed in the face of a bunch of abstract oracle bone inscriptions.

"How many people are there in the tribe? Among them, the number of warriors, slaves, attendants, women, deed slaves, and children under the age of twelve ....... ”

Gao Feng didn't know the name of the hemorrhoids on the lips, and he didn't bother to ask, once he decided to do something, he would become attentive, and his questions about the hemorrhoids on the lips and the other girls obviously exceeded the upper limit of understanding, and no one could answer.

"Forget it, you go outside and investigate and come back and tell me ......." Gao Feng waved his hand impatiently, thinking about the relationship between the population of the sweet water well and the grain storage, not to mention that he didn't know how to do it, he really hadn't thought about these things.

"What...... What is a Survey? Eat? The girl no longer had the coldness and old-fashioned pretense she had before, and asked Gao Feng timidly, her panicked eyes made people look pitiful.

"You ......, forget it, do you know how to count?" Gao Feng is used to being speechless, and he forces himself to learn to get used to any possible surprise, believing that the girl in front of him will not be surprised when she suddenly grows a beard.

Counting is the simplest thing in Gao Feng's heart, at least he knows a little bit about it, but he didn't expect that when the attendants were training, they would have to learn to detect the number of enemies and identify them.