Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Shortly after Shao Xuan returned home, Langa came to inform him of his participation in the patrol. Each hunting team had a place of responsibility and was guarded by three groups.

Participation in defense does not necessarily involve dangerous things, it is just a preventive effect. After all, there are too many unknown factors in this river, and it is always good to be prepared.

“Tonight, Mac, they're going to start patrolling, and tomorrow morning you're going to trade them with me.” Langa said.

“Okay, I get it. What do you need?” Shao Xuan asked.

“You don't have to carry too many, just the stoneware you can handle for half a day at a time.” Langa is pointing down the hill, "right there, by the river, not far from where you used to fish. ”

“You probably didn't know you were in a hole last year. After the rainy season, the river will rise a lot, probably to...” Langa pointed to Shao Xuan.

There's a line made of stone, and there's no house down there.

So the people living at the bottom of the tribe are just close to the foot of the mountain, but they don't build houses directly at the foot of the mountain, which is why the rainy season rises. Those who had previously been temporarily stationed near the river for fishing have now all been evacuated and will no longer be close to the river until the end of the rainy season.

Thinking that Shao Xuan may not know what will happen during the rainy season, Langa also specifically told Shao Xuan about what has happened in previous years. When the rain is smaller outside, Langa took Shao Xuan for a spin and recognized the location, which also gave Shao Xuan a psychological preparation. Although the place they were guarding would not be difficult, more attention would have to be paid to it.

“So the hunting team won't leave until the end of the rainy season?” Shao Xuan asked.

He thought he'd just stay in the tribe for a while, if there's no trouble, he'd go hunting, but listen to Langa, which means he'd have to stay in the tribe all rainy season? What is eaten by the underfed?

“There's no way, tribes are like this rule, like a lot of people on the mountain, they have a lot of stockpiles, they have a high level of prey, they can survive, they have trouble down the mountain, even if they stockpile some, but they don't have a high level of animal meat, they have limited energy, and most of the time they will still be hungry, but!” Langa, hey, smile: “It's much better than winter, because during the rainy season, something comes out and we can pick it up. ”

“Things?” Shao Xuan thought of all kinds of insects coming out of the training ground. He couldn't help but frown. If he really had nothing to eat, he could only open his knife with them.

“You'll see.” Langa said too much, "I can't starve anyway. ”

Mm-hmm.

Shao Xuan is really curious now. Listen to Langa, it's not the kind of insect that comes out of training, but something else?

“Once a year, though potentially dangerous, be careful, it's okay, don't worry.” Langa hammered Shaoxuan's shoulder to show encouragement.

Shao Xuan rubbed his shoulder and looked at the river in the rain.

From time to time, the river lords appear on the far river. After observing the terror river beasts, Shao Xuan had some doubts, and the hegemonics in the river seemed to have gone in one direction, as can be seen from the way they jumped. If it's a case of individuality, but all the terror beasts that have been exposed to the water, their heads are in one direction, no exception!

“Is that upstream or downstream?” Shao Xuan pointed to the direction of the terror river beast as it jumped, and asked Langa.

“Upstream and downstream? I don't know. Never been there. Too far.” Langa doesn't care about tunnels. For him, the river was upstream or downstream, and there was no difference at all, and not too much thought.

Shao Xuan looked in that direction and wondered what exactly was going on over there. Why did the hegemonics head that way? The river was big enough. If the river water was not fresh water, at first glance it would still be the sea... the sea?!

Could it be that this is a river?!

Shao Xuan recalls following the hunting team out twice, speculating on the position and terrain, and came to a conclusion that the current direction of the superiors of the river is mostly downstream of the river, and if the river really enters the sea, then why should the superiors of the river swim towards the sea during the rainy season?

Are the superiors of these rivers engaged in similar migratory practices, as many fish can cause cyclical directional movements, or so-called migratory features, due to factors such as reproduction, food or overwintering?

Shao Xuan shook his head and everything was just a guess. Ask Langa and they won't get results either, because they have no idea what the ocean is.

Whether or not those river masters are conducting targeted swimming during the rainy season, nothing can be done for Shao Xuan today. However, when Shao Xuan returns later, he will record the observed phenomena in his “notebook”.

Shao Xuan had long ago cleaned up some of the animal skins suitable for recording, including those previously seen in the hole, and Shao Xuan hid them by memory. If the hide of the animal cannot be kept for too long, it will then be replicated with a slab.

His gaze moved back from the giant beasts in the distance, and he left it on the beach for a while. Shao Xuan suddenly said: "Langa, can you do a few fishfences here? ”

I was wondering how much food Langa could get this rainy season. Shao Xuan pulled me back and asked me, "Fish grill? What's that?”

“It's something that's made of wooden sticks, nets, etc., that intercepts fish.” Shao Xuan gave a rough description and continued: “I wondered if we could make a simple trap out of this kind of fishgrid. ”

“Trap?” Langa's eyes lit up.

“It's actually a simple thing...” Shao Xuan pulled out the stone knife he was carrying and painted on the ground.

As Langa, who also uses trap setting skills, once he sees what Shao Xuan is talking about and contacts these paintings on the ground, he can deduce what Shao Xuan means.

Afraid to shoot him in the head, Langa regretted: “How could I not have thought of that before! ”

What Shao Xuan wants to do is a simple fish-grid trap. It's not difficult, it doesn't need other more precise settings. It's just like setting a fish-grip, it's made of wood or stone columns to make a fence. It's enclosed, and the fish-grill rolls inward like a mosquito scent. However, some are circular inner rolls and some are square inner rolls. Shao Xuan wants to see the difference between these types. The only way this fish-grid simple trap opens up is in the direction of the river.

Or make a pocket out of a fishgrid, like the larger letter omega “Ω," unlike the former, which opens back to the river, so that when the tide goes down, the fish swimming in are trapped inside.

Unless you swim in a fish with a high IQ, you can generally trap some, Shao Xuan has tried it in his previous life.

However, because Shao Xuan had not been involved in the tribal rainy season patrol, I wondered if I could add such a setting at this time, so I asked Langa.

“Yes, yes! Absolutely no problem!” Langa looked at the surface of the river that had not yet begun to surge and called Shao Xuan: “Let's go find the stone and set it up before the surface of the river has risen! ”

Because there are things in the river that eat wood, so if you set up a fish grill, you can't use wood, you can only use stone, but when you don't talk about stone, the stone columns used to make the fish grill are easier to do.

So when Mai came with the first group of people to start patrolling, he saw Shao Xuan and Langa, who were busy on the bank of the river, and there was a fishgate at a certain distance from the place near the river to the stone line set by that tribe.

Because of the rush of time and the lack of aesthetics, the thickness of the stone columns is not even uniform. Several stone columns are even as thick as thighs, and people can stand steady on them.