I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

As soon as I entered Dalongshan Mufeng, I felt that I had come to the right place, and there were clusters of straight branches everywhere.

But when I looked closely, I found branches that could only be used to make baskets and cages-tamarisk, amorpha, willow, and the like, but there was no similar mulberry tree.

Mu Feng sighed, and looked around and couldn't find a suitable one.

"No way!" Mu Feng thought to himself, "With so many small saplings with straight stems, there is no suitable gun barrel?"

He looked around at these thicker rattans, and deliberately gave them a "chance" to let them prove that they were hard enough so that it could take these rattans back.

These canes seem to have three or four finger thicknesses, but they bend with a gentle pull, and break when they are pulled. Some of them are as thin as fingers and are even so soft that they are almost knotted!

He sighed and told Mingguang helplessly: "These soft ones, you can get some back and grow them in the tribe, and grow into clusters, cut off the branches and weave baskets!"

Mingguang scratched his head: "Warchief, aren't we here to find the material for the barrel?"

Mu Feng shook his head helplessly: "It's okay to look for gun barrel materials, but these are not suitable!"

Seeing Mu Feng's depression, Mingguang didn't dare to speak any more.

However, the jubilant Hu Leibao who had arrived here noticed that Mu Feng was in a bad mood, so he didn't dare to continue to play Huan.

It's the marijuana seeds that are heartless, they are still rushing in and out of these bushes.

Sun Dasheng also followed his steps, and he did not dare to walk in disorder.

Mu Feng frowned and communicated with the system, allowing it to judge which trees could be used as gun barrels based on what it saw.

It's a pity that there are rattans and vines everywhere you look, and none of them are suitable for gun barrels.

In desperation, Mufeng had to let the system show him the detailed information of several kinds of wood suitable for gun barrels.

So the system passed the information in his mind one by one, and accompanied by picture introduction:

Ash wood, deciduous tree of Oleaceae, gray-brown bark longitudinally split, dicotyledonous plant, high compressive strength along the grain.

Solid bamboo, also known as wood bamboo, solid bamboo, similar in appearance to bamboo, with a solid inside.

Beef tendon wood, also known as mountain pepper, fake death wood. Lauraceae mountain pepper is a deciduous shrub or small tree. 8 meters high, the bark is smooth and grayish white.

Sandalwood...

Mu Feng was taken aback: "Beef tendon, mountain pepper?"

He suddenly remembered that he had found mountain pepper when he came from Beishan just now.

There is a mountain pepper tree, although there are not many, but there are dozens of them.

"Beef tendon is mountain pepper?" Mu Feng was surprised. "Am I riding a donkey to find a donkey?"

The system began to introduce: "Ashwood and mulberry are softer, suitable for viewing gun training, competitions, etc.. Solid bamboo and beef tendon are hard wood, which can meet the needs of armor penetration and hardness in actual combat. Qijia guns are also Use Alderwood as a gun barrel, and take it thick and thin to fill the palm of your hand..."

Mu Feng snorted, "The gun I want is naturally used to kill the enemy in battle. What use is it for those flowers!"

Just this sentence shows my attitude of looking for a gun-practical!

Therefore, the system focused on exiting solid bamboo, beef tendon wood, and alder wood.

Mu Feng compared the pictures of these three materials and began to search in the mountains.

Now he knew that mountain pepper is beef tendon.

But the problem is that he only saw a small piece of mountain pepper in Beishan, and he was not sure how many shots a mountain pepper could produce. The dozens of trees he saw were definitely not enough!

He can only keep looking.

As they stretched deeper and deeper into the Dalong Lake, the surrounding vegetation gradually transitioned from rattan shrubs to a jungle dominated by large trees and supplemented by vines.

Occasionally, one or two empty areas with few trees can be seen, and they are all covered with vines.

So at night, Mu Feng still couldn't find the right materials. Seeing that they couldn't go back, they could only find one place and set up three tents against a relatively steep hillside.

There are only big trees and no bushes everywhere, so as to minimize the uncertain danger from the bushes at night.

They didn't lack food and water, and everyone brought enough when they came.

All they need to do is light a fire and cook a meal, and then spend the night.

After eating and drinking, Mu Feng asked Lihu to light a few more fires around the tent, which could scare away most of the beasts at night.

If you really want someone who dares to come forward, you will directly release the Lei Leopard at that time and add a supper to it at night.

As the saying goes, "Horse does not eat night grass and is not fat"!

Even so, Mu Feng did not take it lightly, letting the ten separate out to watch the night.

He didn't want to let these people give up their vigilance in the wild because of the presence of Su Leibao.

Mu Feng took the monkey and Mingguang into a tent. The five of the hemp seeds were scattered among the three tents. As for the Hu Leibao, he lay down in front of the three tents, plus the night watchman. , Basically, the problem is not big.

Because it was a summer night, the temperature at night was still a bit high, and the surrounding mosquitoes buzzed, making people unable to sleep.

In fact, it wasn't just Mu Feng who couldn't sleep, no one could sleep at night so early, and even the ten soldiers were not asleep at this time, they were all sitting in front of the tent and chatting.

You know, this kind of situation is extremely rare for primitive society-for primitive people who are busy eating and drinking all day long, who can have spare time to watch the moon at night, and who has spare time to sit in the wild Chatting and spanking?

If you say yes, it is the Jiang family in front of you!

Mu Feng didn't fall asleep in the tent, quietly climbed out of the tent and sat in front of the tent, listening to the soldiers chatting.

This is a bit of a corner, but he doesn't want to make these people panic as soon as he shows up, and I'm afraid they won't be able to talk anymore.

As a result, Mu Feng almost didn't laugh when he heard the content of these people's chats:

"Hey, tell you, my wife is pregnant with a baby!"

"seriously!"

"Oh! Good thing! I didn't see it, Huang Sang, your kid is very fast!"

"It's true, I have already looked at Ji Hua and said that I am pregnant!"

"Oh, I'm going! It seems that the warchief didn't give you a free command before!"

"Hey, that is, that is!"

"Why haven't the one in my family been pregnant yet?"

"Your **** is too small, and you know it is not a good one at first glance!"

"Fart, who said it!"

"Brother Shuofeng told me, you see, the wife chosen by Brother Shuofeng is tall and big ass, so his wife is pregnant!"

"Well, when it comes to finding a wife, I admire Big Brother Shuofeng, he picked a good-natured one at a glance!"

"Yes, yes! I found it only after hearing the words of Brother Shuofeng!"

"Me too, me too!"

Mu Feng sounded weird, thinking that this Shufeng looked like a child who had not grown up. How could he study the matter of marrying a wife so thoroughly?

He changed his mind and understood. Shuofeng mentioned to himself for a while before that he had to be tall and big to find a wife, and he said that his father taught him.

And Shuofeng's father is Mingguang.

"This old shameless man!" Mu Feng smiled secretly, "If it is placed in the previous life, Mingguang will definitely be criticized for being wrong, but it is a famous saying right now!"

He was about to step forward to join in the fun, and suddenly heard these soldiers talk about it again: "What kind of woman can you think our warchief can find in the future?"

"I don't know, at least it must be Maduo from the Blue Bird Club, right?"

"That's a must! You don't know, I heard from Big Brother Shuofeng that the last time the warchief went to the Blue Bird Club, he held hands with Yemaduo and took a bath in the water!"

"real or fake?"

"Brother Shuofeng said, can there be fakes?"

"Tsk tusk, the chief is in good health, how cold the water was in the river a while ago!"

"Yes, yes!"

There was a burst of praise around him.

I could hear it all from the bottom of my heart.

Shuofeng was stunned for a moment, and gritted his teeth secretly: "Suofeng has a big mouth!"

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