After a while, a bright white water column fell from the sky and fell to the ground.

Not only the leader of the Chicken Leg Tribe, but also the rest of the Chicken Leg Tribe ran out of the cave when they had nothing to do, and it was as easy as a competition.

This magical tool can make people eat up, which is very good, but it is too troublesome to make people run to the toilet all the time.

"Gululu..."

"Gululu..."

Outside the cave of the Chicken Leg Tribe, there was a continuous sound.

The leader of the Chicken Leg Tribe looked up at the sun in the sky, then stretched out his hand to touch his flat belly. After struggling for a while, he finally made the decision to continue making food.

It is really good to use this kind of food to make food, and it can easily fill people up.

I couldn't bear to eat and felt a little hungry. I felt that it hadn't been too long since I ate before I felt hungry again.

Fortunately, there is a lot of water in the tribal river, so if you can’t finish it, you can eat whatever you want.

The leader of the Chicken Leg Tribe thought happily as he placed the clay pot filled with water on a simple shelf around the fire.

Then he started happily waiting with the rest of the tribe for the delicious food to be cooked.

After a while, outside the cave of the Chicken Leg Tribe, there was another burst of laughter and laughter, and cans of delicious hot soup were poured into the bellies of the Chicken Leg Tribe.

Then everyone started living a leisurely life here again with happy faces...

Four days later…

The leader of the chicken leg tribe, who was thin and disfigured, and the members of the chicken leg tribe who were also thin and disfigured, holding weapons and looking very weak, set out from the tribal cave and walked towards the place where they used to hunt.

This move also announced the disillusionment of their good wishes of relying on a few clay pots, a little food, and the surging river water to feed themselves every day.

The people of the Chicken Leg Tribe don't even dare to look at the river water now.

Just looking at it makes me feel nauseous. When I walk, my stomach feels swaying, which makes me feel extremely uncomfortable.

“#￥@3……”

The leader of the Chicken Leg Tribe was talking while walking, looking a little aggrieved.

He was cursing the Qingque tribe who sold them fake goods.

This tribe is so abominable!

They actually let them use so much food in exchange for such a thing! It's so abominable!

Amidst the curses from the leader of the Chicken Leg Tribe, the four members of the Chicken Leg Tribe who were leading the way for Mao and the others from the Qingque Tribe, had already bid farewell to Mao and the others, left the neighboring tribe and headed towards their own tribe.

Their faces were filled with smiles.

On the one hand, it was because, after completing such a thing, they obtained some extremely precious things from the mysterious Qingque tribe.

On the other hand, it was because they had eaten a lot of delicious food during the few days they walked with the Qingque Tribe!

After several people from the Chicken Leg Tribe left, Mao, who was smiling, took out a clay pot from the donkey's back and began to cook food very skillfully...

Jinguan City is still very busy here.

As everyone was busy, more than half of the foundation of the outer wall had been built and fired into a pottery state.

Han Cheng stood on the edge of the rice field and would look to the west from time to time. After looking for a while, he would sigh a few times and look a little anxious.

He was anxious because the nest tribe did not come.

Judging from the frequency with which nest tribes came before, they should have arrived again as early as seven or eight days ago.

However, they have not come until now.

This change made Han Cheng a little anxious.

After all, this time, he was working hard to earn a lot more from the Red Tiger Tribe.

Now that Youchao tribe, who is acting as a middleman, is not here, his ideas are just ideas.
Chapter completed!