A week passed and Hidden Dragon had mastered the ability to sit on a huge rock and snore, but Lei Luo still made no progress. A month later, there were only the last three people left in Death Valley - Lei Luo, Hidden Dragon, and little kid Abu. The other cultivators who came here this year, regardless of their age, have completed their fire awakening and returned to their tribes. Lei Luo remained indifferent, like a paranoid man carved from wood. Sometimes he stayed in Death Valley for several days at a time, without eating, drinking or sleeping. As the future boss of the whole clan, Abu was not willing to be outdone and secretly competed with Lei Luo. As long as Lei Luo persists, he will persist as long as he does. Although Kumba has always adhered to the education method of not knocking or hitting, he couldn't help but feel heartbroken when he saw his little grandson being so desperate. He secretly cursed Lei Luo's ancestors all over, but on the surface he had to put on a smile and not dare to offend. other side. Lei Luo has not yet begun to teach the natives construction skills, but has come up with many A-level constructions that Kumba has never heard of for them to choose from. This was slightly different from the previously agreed deal, but Kumba could no longer care about accusing Lei Luo of keeping his word. Because those structures were so exquisite and powerful that he couldn't refuse them, and he even involuntarily felt greedy about wanting them all. "If it weren't for the Human Emperor, how could we be where we are today? The Dark Land is the origin plane of all secret weapons and constructs! It's better now. In turn, the weak from other planes have come back, and in terms of constructs Become our teacher!" Kumba complained endlessly with a mixture of excitement and disappointment. The Human Emperor is the supreme king of the guilty people, the supreme being that all the natives want to kill even in their dreams. If it hadn't been for his burning order back then, the Dark Land would probably still be full of structures flying into the sky now, not to mention the SSS level, even the heaven-level and earth-level ones. Now only Hell still retains a certain number of high-level blueprints, but Kumba and the great elder of the Manya clan have different views. Don't think it's a smart idea to go there looking for stuff. Firstly, the criminals are always staring at hell, paying more attention to what's going on there than in their own backyard, so the Splittooth Clan doesn't have to worry about it; secondly, Lei Luo has already come up with so many options, enough to win with sheer numbers. To support the upcoming war - for war, the heaven and earth level structures that require a lot of materials are actually not the best choice at all. With only one new construct [Super Psychic Burst], Kumba removed all seven previous constructs and gained twice as much telekinesis. Not only that, Lei Luo also completely healed the injuries caused by the damaged structure that had tortured Kumba for many years. The old man is now full of energy, and there is no longer any pain, soreness or swelling in his back. He can walk easily and wish he could do some somersaults. ?As Lei Luo once said. Now Kumba is not willing to let anything happen to him. He is worshiping him like a god, often asking for his welfare. But when it came to awakening the fire, Kumba couldn't help, and no one could help Lei Luo. He can only rely on himself. "I can only rely on myself!" Abu has a headache. He always feels that Lei Luo and Hidden Dragon have brought bad luck. Unfortunately, Lei Luo has become the favorite of the clan. Even Grandpa Kumba dare not provoke him. . Two months have passed. Lei Luo's first constructed student began to enter the internship period. Yu Yue never imagined that Lei Luo would teach her construction skills. So often a sense of unrealistic absurdity arises in my mind. "Your great elder seems to have forgotten you. If you don't learn how to construct, I'm afraid that if I'm not around in the future, these Cleft Tooth Clan will really eat you." Lei Luo originally wanted to say that they might kill you first and then , in the end, I still didn¡¯t pick out my words so thoroughly. Only with value can you have everything, including the right to survive. Lei Luo is now in a situation where he is mainly a guest. It has become the best example. No matter how simple Yu Yue is, she can still understand the reason. She just couldn¡¯t figure out why the tribe didn¡¯t come to the rescue. Could it be that, as Lei Luo said, the great elder felt that the price to pay was too high, so he gave up on himself? Yuyue couldn't get the answer. Kumba is a cunning old man. Zi Zi saw Lei Luo's intention clearly, and after careful consideration, he still did not force the latter to teach the Split Tooth tribesmen the construction skills. The speed of Lei Luo Wenqing's construction is astonishing, one person is equivalent to an assembly line. The construction tools prepared by the Splittooth Tribe are all century-old gadgets, but they seem to come to life in his hands. As long as the construction materials are available, he can often just pick them up and be on the ground in the blink of an eye. The tattoos are completed on the human body. As long as he returns to the Splittooth Clan settlement for the night, Lei Luo will take on ten jobs every night, which means completing a full set of A-level structures for ten natives. Such a workload would probably take any major constructor all night to complete, but he would only spend an hour at most. Fire Awakening?The setback did not seem to affect Lei Luo's mood. Every time she watched the rune needles move rapidly around the native's body, Yu Yue always felt that she was facing a miracle. Lei Luo's focused eyes were still as clear as water, which always reminded Yu Yue of his younger brother inadvertently. This was a strange feeling that made her feel that she could trust him unconditionally, because with such clean eyes, he must also have an equally clean heart. Kumba knows very well that just because he works quickly doesn¡¯t mean Lei Luo is lazy. But he still put forward tactful opinions on the overall progress of the ten people at each time, and wanted to implore Lei Luo to suffer a little more, because if this continues, it will not be possible for everyone in the clan to be equipped with structures. Lei Luo turned a deaf ear and still maintained his speed. With no other choice, Kumba first found Hidden Dragon and wanted to use him to achieve his goal. During this period of time, Zhilong was dizzy as a "sparring partner". He was provoked by Abu all day long and was furious, but he did not dare to complain to Lei Luo. I didn't expect that the naughty boy's grandfather would come to the door in person and ask for help in persuading Lei Luo. "This makes it a little difficult for me to do" Zhilong pretended to be reserved, but in fact, he was already happy in his heart. I'm worried that I won't have a chance to take revenge. As the kid's grandfather, you have to pay for his sins no matter what, right? "It's not difficult, it's not difficult. The beast god will definitely bless you!" Kumba couldn't help but be overjoyed when he heard his tone loosened. He made a weird native salute, turned around and shouted outside the cave: "Quick, quick, bring in! ¡± Zhilong didn¡¯t expect that the other party actually prepared a bribe. He immediately raised his eyebrows and crossed his legs, waiting to see what good thing it was. Seven or eight of the most famous beautiful girls from the Splittooth Clan filed in, lined up in a row, and looked at Hidden Dragon shyly but slightly longingly. "The beast god said that you should dedicate everything to your good friends!" Kumba rubbed his hands together like an eager pimp, "It's a pity that you are not interested in human flesh. Otherwise, you can try the ice-cold brains and fried hearts made by me. Holding these delicate flowers and drinking a few glasses of monkey wine is the greatest enjoyment in the world!" Zhelong was dumbfounded, his Adam's apple rolled, and he almost vomited out the last night's meal. ¡°None of the ¡°Jiaohua¡± ones are taller than 1.4 meters, and their faces are tattooed with either skeletons or white ghosts. At first glance, they look like grimaces. Coupled with the skinny figure, washboard-like chest, and dry buttocks, the stimulation is indeed exciting enough, but it is psychological stimulation and not physical stimulation. "Isn't thisa little too thin?" Zhelong said with a forced smile. "Do you like fleshy ones?" One of the delicate flowers obviously became energetic. The fire broke out and transformed on the spot into a terrifying mandrill with red and white stripes on his face. With his butt facing the Hidden Dragon, he shyly replied: "Come on, I don't care about you. No matter how wild it is, I can bear it!" Facing the two-meter-tall beast on all fours, Hidden Dragon's eyes went black, and he was speechless. Kumba thought that Hidden Dragon was moved by beauty, and was about to avoid it first, when he suddenly saw Hidden Dragon looking at him with tears in his eyes. "Old man, are you a little prejudiced against those who come out of hell?" Hidden Dragon slowly but firmly pointed outside, crying silently, "Don't say anything, get out of here!" Kumba fled Hidden Dragon's house in disgrace. Cave, dismissed the team of beautiful girls, and was simply puzzled: "They are all carefully selected beauties, and they are much more attractive than the female barbarians like Yu Yue, why do you just take a fancy to them? Could it be that this Guys like men?" With doubts, Kumba went to Yuyue again. With the lessons learned from the past, the old patriarch finally restrained himself a lot this time and did not use any tactics like the beauty trap. After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to focus on the heart. "Actually, your clan is the same as mine. As long as we don't overthrow the criminals, we will never have a good life. It's just that we have too few people. There are tens of millions of criminals, and our total is less than 100,000. Such a war If we don't use our brains, there seems to be no hope forever." Kumba smiled like a weasel saying New Year's greetings. "Our great elder said that the forest will protect everyone." Yuyue replied. "What does that old guy know? Is the forest cut down faster or the forest replanted faster? The sinners have been expanding their territory and destroying the entire plane. In their eyes, everything can only be divided into two types. One kind has energy, the other is worthless. One day the mountains and rivers will be leveled and the trees will be chopped down. Because your magic tree is full of life energy, it is destined to be destroyed until today. , they are just minions among the sinners who come to fight against the autumn wind. How long can you hold out when a large number of people arrive? So you still have to strike first. Before those guys can attack, you should start the war first. Burn it to their territory!" Kumba waved his hand murderously. "If you leave the mountain, how much strength will you have left?" Yu Yue asked doubtfully. Just like the magic tree to the Barbarian Fang tribe, the mountains have a great influence on the fire of the Splittooth tribe. If they leave the Green Soul Forest where they have lived for generations, the combat effectiveness of any native will be greatly reduced. "So we have to find a way. If you can help me persuade your friends" Kumba was halfway through his words, and suddenly turned his head and looked out of the cave, his face becoming extremely weird. (To be continued)