Call Me God of War

    It is hard to cook without rice.

    Mo Qingqing had to put out the fire, carried her animal bone knife and animal skin messenger bag and ran to hunt.

    The weather is cold, she is hard, and the beast is even more hard. Those hairless, scaly beasts were even more devastated. Carcasses of scaly animals were everywhere, and some long-haired animals with short hairs that were not very cold-resistant also froze to death.

    Mo Qingqing was not sure whether other animals came to lay eggs on the corpses of the beasts after the animals were frozen to death, or burrowed into the corpses of these animals and gnawed the corpses from the inside, so she was Under the condition of being able to hit prey, they will never pick up the carcasses of animals that died in the wild, so as not to contract unknown diseases or be infected with parasites or something.

    In addition to hibernating animals, no matter how cold the weather is, animals have to come out for food, so finding prey is not difficult.

    This time she hunted not for fur, but only for food. Considering the problem of handling, she did not hunt such huge beasts that she could not carry them. She ran a long way before she found a group of scattered grazing animals. This animal is about two meters long, with slender limbs and a pair of slender horns on its head. Its hair is like that of a yak, and its color and markings are similar to those of the grass.

    Before Mo Qingqing found them, she first heard the heartbeat of a group of animals, she ran over and saw dozens of beasts scattered in the woods grazing, she looked away from her The closest one flew over.

    A group of beasts all ran wild, and the speed was as fast as lightning.

    When she pounced on the beast, the beast's body flashed deftly and passed Mo Qingqing.

    Mo Qingqing only grabbed a small amount of hair.

    When she missed, the beast had already sped out more than ten meters, and the speed was so fast that even the cheetah could only be dumbfounded. But Mo Qingqing didn't think she was a stupid cheetah. She kicked a stone with a diameter of 70 to 80 centimeters. On the ass, the beast's **** dented and rolled down the slope.

    Mo Qingqing rushed forward with a leap, smashed his fist on its head, smashed a big hole in its head, and blood mixed with brains and poured out from his nose and mouth. She happily picked up the beast and ran back.

    Such a big beast, if it was before the disaster, it would be difficult for her to even move it, but now she has no pressure on her shoulders, the weight is probably the same as when she was studying A backpack is about the same on the shoulders. However, because the size of the beast is slightly larger, when walking through the grass, it is easy to rub the surrounding plants, which will slightly affect the flexibility.

    As she approached the cave, she suddenly heard the heartbeat of three beasts in front of her.

      Mo Qingqing didn't feel bad for the scheming bird, she felt bad for the hearts of so many beasts she fed it.

    The sharp "chirp-" chirping of a young bird sounded, and it sounded like killing a bird.

    Mo Qingqing was so angry that she threw the prey on the ground, took out the horn knife behind her and jumped fifty or sixty meters away, stepping on the big branches, big trees, A few rocks flew back to the cave. She jumped into the air and saw three wild beasts about three meters in length surrounding the scheming bird.

    The scheming bird stood at the entrance of the tent facing the cold wind, it stretched its neck, spread its wings, its eyes and chest were glowing with blue light, and said aggressively to the three beasts " Chirp-" screamed. With its cry, the blue eyes seemed to be on fire.

    The moment Mo Qingqing saw the scheming bird and the beast clearly, she had already fallen from the air, her toes were a little on the ground, she turned and slashed towards the beast that was turning her head towards it. .

    The horn knife flashed quickly in the air, slashing obliquely from the neck of the beast.

    The faint blue light overflowed from her palm to the beast horn knife, and when she slashed at the beast, the whole animal bone knife emitted a faint blue light, like a flame.

    Mo Qingqing felt as if the knife had slashed through tofu, and the head of the beast rolled to the ground without even bleeding.

    She stared at the animal bone knife in her hand, but saw that the light disappeared again. She opened her mouth wide in surprise, and said in her heart, "My eyes are full?" She looked at the head of the beast that rolled on the ground, but she did not see any blood.

    The scheming bird saw Mo Qingqing as if it had seen a savior, shouted a few times, "chirp chirp—", and jumped up with fat legs and wings, and a pair of bird claws never lost their heads The dead beast stepped on it, jumped behind Mo Qingqing and hid it, and raised his head to shout at Mo Qingqing.

    When Mo Qingqing jumped over, the other two beasts rolled and crawled on the ground while turning their heads and running.

    Mo Qingqing looked at the animal bone knife in her hand, and saw nothing unusual, and then looked at the fracture at the neck of the beast, but saw ashes that had been burned by supernatural powers. Although there are not many ashes, it is enough to prove that there was a power burning just now, and it was not an illusion that she saw the light of the knife just now.

    Mo Qingqing said, "Is my ability released?"

    The scheming bird "tweeted" at Mo Qingqing, raised her head to look at Mo Qingqing, and "tweeted" twice.

    Mo Qingqing was still pondering the matter of the power just now, ignoring the scheming bird who had nothing to do.

    After the scheming bird chirped a few times, it lowered its head to peck the beast's chest. After it pecked a few times, it used bird claws, flapping its fat wings and tearing at the hide and muscle of the beast's chest. The animal skin was torn like rags, and there were many bird claw marks on the muscles, but the beast's heart could not be cut open.

    Mo Qingqing scolded in a low voice: "Stupid bird!" She opened the beast's chest with a knife and dug out its heart.

    The heart of this beast has slightly more blue light than the heart of a normal beast.

    The scheming bird stretched its neck and screamed at the beast's heart in Mo Qingqing's hands, spinning in a hurry.

    Mo Qingqing squinted at the scheming bird, brought the beast's heart to her mouth, and opened her mouth to bite.

    The scheming bird's cry stopped abruptly, its beak was half-open, and its eyes were staring at the heart that Mo Qingqing sent to its mouth, and it didn't move, it was really stupid like.

    Mo Qingqing asked: "Did I eat it?"

    The scheming bird let out a wailing "chirp--", the long-pitched bird sound sounded extremely sad, Mo Qingqing was very kind of a foreign child crying: "no" illusion.

    She dares to say that the IQ of the scheming bird is definitely not low. She said in her heart, "Well, with a high IQ, it's not the kind of stupid bird that can only be raised for meat." She threw her heart to the scheming bird.

    The scheming bird jumped up, grabbed the beast's heart in one bite, and burrowed back into its small tent without looking back.

    Mo Qingqing then remembered that her prey was still thrown on the road, and ran back to pick it up.

    The scheming bird is fine, she got another prey, she is quite happy.

    After she dug out the beast's heart, the scheming bird came out and looked at her. She ignored the scheming bird and ate the beast's heart in front of the scheming bird.

    The scheming bird no longer made that sad cry, but just shook its head back and forth, as if thinking about something.

    She finished eating the heart, and the scheming bird retracted into the tent again.

    After she picked up her prey, she was ready to start making dinner.

    The stone pot is very thick and difficult to heat, so she lit the fire first, and baked the stone pot on the fire, and then went to do other things.

    If she wants to stew meat, she needs to use water. It is very dangerous to go to the stream or lake to get water. Inside, stewed meat in snow water.

      Cook in a stone pot. The bone soup is also delicious. She chopped the bones of the beast into several pieces and threw them into the stone pot to stew.

    When she was adding wood to the fire, a spark was blown out by the strong wind and landed on the hay next to her.

    The spark ignited the hay, and it ignited at once, and the fire spread with the wind.

    Mo Qingqing was terrified.

    As soon as she stepped on the fire here, she saw that there was a piece of firewood under the stove that had not been put away, and sparks were drifting out along the strong wind. Mo Qingqing was so frightened that she hurried over, stuffed the firewood back, and watched the little Mars that floated out vigilantly. Fortunately, this time, Mars disappeared in the air. She patted her chest with lingering fears, and whispered, "It's dangerous."

      Setting a fire in the forest, burning down large areas of forest and flora and fauna, if not burning yourself, is a sin.

    When Mo Qingqing saw the wind and snow, sparks would float out if he was not careful, and there were hay and dead branches everywhere, which was too easy to cause a fire. She thought about it for a while, put out the fire again, drank some of the melted snow in the pot, ate some raw meat, and went back to the tent to sleep.

    The tent is set up on a flat rock, with rocks on both sides to block the wind, and the tent covered with animal skins has a much better windproof effect than the vine nest.

    Mo Qingqing slept in the tent, lying on the thick animal skin cushion, covered with thick animal skin, finally slept a warm sleep, and did not wake up in the middle of the night.

    After she woke up, she ate some wild beast meat and continued digging the cave.

    In order to eat only cooked food, she had to dig out the kitchen first.

    She dug the kitchen into the cave wall. She dug in from waist height to a depth of more than one meter, pulled out a meter deep so that she could put a pot to cook, and then pulled out a stove for firewood.

    In order to prevent sparks from wafting out, she set the smoke outlet of the stove in the innermost part of the cave. Although this will blacken the cave, it will not be easy for Mars to float out.

    The rest of the cave is a small **** carved out on both sides, which can also block some sparks. However, if the wind is too strong, Mars could also be swept up into the air. After Mo Qingqing thought about it, he built a small shed with animal skins above the kitchen.

    After she built the shed, she suddenly thought that she could use animal skins to build a small shed as a kitchen without chiseling.

    Mo Qingqing suddenly felt so stupid.

    The kitchen is ready now, and she wants to save some effort.

    She quickly set up the pot, threw the beast meat that was about to be dried into the pot, lit the fire, added snow, and began to stew the meat.

    The stone pot heats very slowly. She waited until she was hungry, and the stone pot slowly heated up. Mo Qingqing had no choice but to eat raw meat again, then cut the frozen beast meat into pieces and hung them to make bacon.

    The scheming bird was bored, and from time to time, the bald little head was drilled out of the tent and looked at Mo Qingqing, his eyes full of exploration.

    Mo Qingqing was too busy to deal with it, and only occasionally fed it a few pieces of beast meat.

    After finishing the meat of a half-beast, she saw a little heat rising from the pot, but it was only a little hot.

    She also needs a lid. A stone can be used as a pot, but not as a lid. She thought about it for a while, and finally made a pot beast out of animal skins and bones, and put it on the stone pot. With the lid, the water in the pot can finally boil.

    Mo Qingqing couldn't wait any longer, so she drank some hot soup and continued digging.

    With the sound of bubbling broth in the pot, the smell of meat began to waft out.

    Mo Qingqing was so greedy that her saliva came out.

    She couldn't help but look at the meat in the pot, and when she turned around, she saw the scheming bird squatting beside the stove, craned her neck and looked into the pot.

    Seeing how curious the scheming bird is, Mo Qingqing is really worried that it will stick its head into the pot and be stewed together.

    She used an animal bone knife to poke out a few pieces of meat, and saw that although there was still a little blood, it was barely edible, so she immediately gave a few pieces to the scheming bird, and she also skewered the meat with a knife, Take a big bite.

    The scheming bird first tilted her head to look at Mo Qingqing, and saw that Mo Qingqing was eating, and then went to eat meat. It ate a piece of meat, its eyes widened all of a sudden, gobbled up another piece of meat, and stretched its neck to grab the meat in the pot.

    Mo Qingqing was quick-witted, grabbed it by the neck, and pulled it back when its mouth was less than twenty or thirty centimeters away from the pot.