Let Go Of That Primordial Man Chapter 618: Shelter

Two days later, the only inpatient in Blackstone City Hospital was discharged.

Then, there is one more drunk in the Black Rock City who is drunk every day; the cypress, which is almost desperate for the future, that is, under the anesthesia of alcohol, can relax itself.

Master Niu clearly told Tubai that he would not try to rescue the witch of the Tuji tribe, the father of Tumei.

Even the army that sent out the tribe alliance to march towards the Chicken Town to help the Turkey Chicken tribe subdue the rebellion, there is no way to do this temporarily.

Because, as long as Master Niu does this, it is equivalent to allowing Nether to completely break free from the **** of the oath; afterwards, it is estimated to be a thunder strike against Master Niu.

In the face of the advanced ghost, Master Niu has no chance of winning.

In addition, now that the witch of the Tuji tribe, Lord Niu, the cheap old man, is now under control, but at least he is still alive, as long as he lives there is hope...

Ten days later, ten miles away from the gate of Blackstone.

It was originally a large area of ​​cultivated land, but because of the arrival of a new wave of refugees, Master Niu organized a manpower and temporarily built a large shelter here.

Yes! It is indeed a large number of refugees.

Originally, these large and small tribes who decided to join the Blackstone tribe after the inspection of the messengers from the plains outside the mountains last winter, should not have such a title.

However, in the messages sent back by the telegraph machine to the defenders at the front gates, such as the Iron Lock, this is how the tribes who came to seek refuge are described.

So, after Master Niu received the news, he had an extra heart in his mind,

All the refugees who arrive here need to go through many steps such as washing, disinfecting, and burning the old clothes.

Next, after a few days in the shelter, after the barefoot doctors at the site determined that they had no obvious infectious diseases; they could then enter the city and be assigned to the newly established production team .

After all, Master Niu spent a lot of effort to make the health standards in Black Rock City barely pass; the only thing to eliminate fleas is to work hard.

He doesn’t want to ruin the results he just got... just like this...

Master Niu stood at the door of the shelter, and after waiting for a while, he finally could see the road in the distance, and slowly came a crowd.

It smells stinky for some days, and finally has some smile.

After a lapse of several months, the first tribe from the edge of the plain outside the mountains, but only a small tribe of more than 200 people, after a long journey.

He finally arrived outside the Black Stone City, the core area of ​​this Black Stone Horde.

The joining of this small tribe called wooming can only allow the Blackstone tribe, which now has a population of more than 300,000, a slight increase in the mantissa.

But Master Niu still appears here this time, welcoming the arrival of this small tribe.

Since receiving a large number of refugees last time, it has been more than a year since the Black Stone Tribe ushered in a new entrant.

Not to mention, behind this small tribe, there are more large and small tribes, who are rushing up the mountain and wading.

No matter what, Master Niu will properly arrange this small tribe and make a model project, so that after the new entrants see it, they can quickly settle down...

It can be seen that the life of the Wuming tribe is quite difficult.

In the news that the previous level came back, calling them refugees is really not excessive at all; even Master Niu feels that the goods are a little more beautified.

First, from the composition of the team, Master Niu can see some clues; the team is basically young people, and no trace of the little cubs.

The only old man is also a gray-haired old man; looking at the man walking there, there is a man who specializes in supporting the posture, and must be a witch-like figure in the tribe of Ming.

In addition, from the appearance point of view, compared with the smooth and slippery face of the local indigenous people, the members of the humming tribe are all full of dishes.

The whole body is skinny, and the thin one is awesome.

This feeling is very familiar to Master Niu. He first traveled to the Thunder Mountains in the past two years.

After the winter every year, the small and medium-sized tribes with scarce food are almost starved to death, just after this winter, just like this.

That is to say, the ups and downs of the Wuming tribe are all hungry.

After they arrived at the first pass, they could all get some food in three levels when they walked along the road.

That is to say, the rest of the road, they have somewhat recovered their vitality; otherwise, who knows what they look like before, how miserable it is...

In a slow pace, the Wuming tribe’s team finally walked through the door of the shelter.

The old man who was helped by someone came up first and greeted Master Niu respectfully: "I have seen Master Niu, I’m the witch of the tribe of Wuming."

"I will be a family in the future, so you don't have to be so polite," said Master Niu.

And, he stopped the other party's solemn salute in time; otherwise, no one knows whether the old man can get up after kneeling down.

At the same time, Mr. Niu shouted loudly: "Hurry up, be clumsy, and give these new tribe members some delicious food; forget it, just simmer some millet porridge, just remember Put more millet."

Looking at these, it seems that the tribe members of the tribe are struggling even to stand, and Master Niu directly made the bath, these steps were cancelled.

Let these people eat something first, otherwise the human resources at the door will be lost if they hang a few during the shower.

Milk-based cereals~IndoMTL.com~ After simmering for a while, it started to tumble.

In addition to enough millet, a large amount of fresh minced meat is added to the pot, and even a kind of preserved egg that is larger than the fist under the guidance of Master Niu.

The preserved egg porridge filled with the characteristics of the primitive era quickly exudes a tantalizing aroma that makes the index finger move.

More than two hundred good people from the top and bottom of the Wuming tribe, in front of the five-pot cauldron, discharged a long line of crooked twists, and the corners of the mouth were already full of saliva.

In their hands, it was a meeting ceremony held by a black stone tribe: a golden bowl with a golden light and a face larger than the face.

This thing is a new product from the iron and steel factory. When they saw the copper mine some time ago, they naturally smelted a large number of copper ingots.

But at this time, it's actually not very useful.

So under the arrangement of Master Niu, the blacksmith workshop attached to the iron and steel plant simply processed it into many daily necessities such as pots, bowls, kettles and so on.

Even if these blacksmiths who were halfway through the monk's life, they really didn't get much at work.

But still in any case, for the previous stone bowls and wooden bowls, the living standards of the indigenous people of the Black Stone tribe have once again improved a grade...

After the processing of preserved egg fat and meat porridge was completed, the old man Niu who was planning to get close to the people took a spoon and began to divide it.

Then he could see a man holding a bowl of porridge water, and he couldn't ignore the hotness of the pot, just straightened his head and drank it in his mouth.

Even if he is continually shaken by the heat, he will not be allowed to slow down a little.

At this time, Master Niu realized a little: Are the various disasters on the plains worse than they thought?

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