Lord, I’m A Lizardman

"Ten laps!"

Three-scale said coldly, and threw a piece of frogman flesh to Lizardtooth, which was the bait for Lizardmen to lure and defeat the lizardman cub and follow him in the shallow swamp.

The food is right in front of you. If there is no other food, then these eleven defeated lizardmen cubs will not follow Lizardfang even after four days of training.

They even go to other places to find food for themselves.

"Uuuu..."

Lizard Teeth let out a whimper, took the frogman flesh and blood in his hand, and swayed in front of the eleven lizardmen cubs, and then ran along the front, around the shallow swamp.

The eyes of the eleven lizardmen cubs lit up, and their mouths whined and followed, and all eyes were on the frogman's flesh and blood in the hands of Lizardtooth.

And their wisdom, unless there is another food in front of them, will always follow the fangs and run down in the shallow swamp.

An Mu's white-gold vertical pupils stared at it, but did not say anything about the arrangement of the three scales. Whether it was ten laps or five laps, the lizardmen cubs would not know the number of laps they ran.

Even the fangs of a medium-sized lizardman, he actually didn't know how many laps he ran.

"one!"

Three scales whispered, the right hand with claws quietly put away, like a child who just learned to count.

An Mubai smiled and shook his head lightly on his face with black scaly growths, then called out to Tie Ya and walked towards the big thatched hut.

"Patriarch, what are you calling me and Sanscale for? Are you going out to search for food?"

Tie Ya followed An Mubai into the big thatched hut, with an expression of impatience, anxiety and excitement, and asked An Mubai a question.

In the past, when Xuezhu was the chief of the Lizardmen in the shallow pit, their high-ranking duty of the lizardmen was to search for and hunt food for the clan, and now An Mubai is the chief of the Lizardmen in the shallow pit.

Apart from attacking the frogmen in the black mud swamp, the lizardmen in the shallow pit never went out to hunt or search for food. After these four days of rest, Iron Fang and even Chetoe were full of unease.

"I will solve the matter of food in the clan!"

An Mubai's footsteps stopped for a while, and then walked towards some plants that were piled up in the big thatched hut. These plants were all found by him and Mo Lin in the past four days.

There are four kinds in total, the rhizomes can bear a tree, the eye-sized fruit of the succulent grass, the fruit is a bit like an immature small potato.

However, the taste is not good, but Molinshun can be eaten and is a kind of herbal medicine.

As for the other three, two are also grasses whose roots and stems can be used as food. One of them is called poisonous leaf grass, and its leaves and stems are poisonous.

However, the rhizomes grow very large, and can grow to the thickness of a child's small arm, such as yam, but there are toxins in them, and Mo Lin said that they should not eat more.

An Mubai brought it back after digging, and wanted to try cooking or boiling it, can you remove the toxins in it and then use it for food.

And another edible food with roots, ink scales are called climbing vines. The roots will be like sweet potatoes, producing small crispy and sweet stems, but they are very small, and the largest is the size of a fingertip.

The last plant is thick-leaf grass. As the name suggests, the leaves of the grass are oval, very thick, and can be eaten directly, but with a lot of juice, it has a slightly sweet and fragrant taste when eaten.

Among the four kinds of plants, the only ones that An Mubai can grow as crops are the pine grass and the poisonous-leaf grass, while the creeping grass and the thick-leaf grass have only been in the past four days.

Looking for plants to grow as crops, the best supplementary plants, especially creeping grasses.

An Mubai thought about whether it could be cultivated and improved. The thick-leaf grass juice was sweet and slightly sticky. An Mubai thought that he could also try to cultivate it to see if there was any way to make it into food.

"Iron Fang, and I will move these plants to the open space dug up by the inferior lizardmen in the clan."

An Mubai spoke to Tie Ya, then bent down and picked up a pile of rhizomes of poisonous-leaf grass, and walked outside the big thatched hut. The four days were mainly spent searching for suitable plants for crops.

There are not many four kinds of plants in the big thatched hut, but it still needs An Mubai and Tie Ya to run back and forth several times. hug over.

"On the side where the black stones are separated, like me, put the strawberry grass into the ditch that I dug out, put a piece of the branch every other time, and then bury it with the soil on both sides."

More than half an hour later, there was a cinnamon wasteland behind the thatched cottage area.

An Mubai squatted in the soil, and while speaking to Tie Ya, he held a branch about ten centimeters long and placed two rhizomes of pine grass.

In the ditch that Iron Fang had made twenty-five inferior lizardmen dug, he buried the cinnamon soil.

There are no weeds and trees in this piece of land. The area of ​​cinnamon wasteland is not large, but about half an acre. It is a shallow depression.

There are still twenty-five low-level lizardmen left, and the results of the past four days are filled with gravel or trees for demarcation.

For example, the dirt ditch dug by the inferior lizardmen in the soil is made of gravel to make a boundary, and then twenty-five inferior lizardmen dig it. These things are more complicated and cannot be done by three scales.

An Mubai assigned Iron Fang, who was the superior lizardman, to take care of him.

"Yes~www.wuxiamtl.com~ the patriarch!"

Tie Ya nodded with doubts in his eyes, and looked closely at the branch in An Mubai's hand. It was not difficult for him to plant a plant in the soil, but the difficulty was that he could not understand An Mubai, how to arrange a branch. amount of planting distance.

"This piece is used to bury the rhizome of the green night grass!"

An Mubai spoke, got up and walked to another piece of wasteland that was also separated by trees and branches. He had never actually planted soil.

But the Chinese racial talent engraved in the soul still makes An Mubai no stranger to planting plants in the soil, and even autonomously, paved the grass and trees in this reclaimed wasteland ditch Ashes left after burning.

Now, on the open space in front of the thatched cottage area, Sawscale, Flattail and the others were attacked by the Flaming Tiger. The burning flames did not rain in the shallow depressions in the past few days, and it did not go out under the care of Sanscale.

"Hei, are we going to the jungle for a while?"

More than 20 minutes later, after looking at the ink scales that Bai Chi was eating, he walked over from the thatched hut area and looked at An Mubai who taught Tie Ya to plant thick-leaf grass. With a puzzled look in his eyes, he made a questioning voice.

"These four kinds of plants are like this. They are buried in the soil respectively. Don't let the inferior lizard people in the clan dig them out to eat."

An Mubai said, stood up from the cinnamon wasteland, handed the branch used to measure the planting distance to Tie Ya, which was originally for Tie Ya, and then looked at Moscale who was walking over .

"system!"

An Mubai looked in front of him, there was already a cinnamon wasteland that looked like a cultivated and turned farmland, and then he looked at the succulent grass, poisonous-leaf grass, creeping grass, and thick-leaf grass that were ready to be planted next to the wasteland.

She shouted softly in her heart and called out the system task panel.