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　　 Looking at the things in the pot, feeling the instinctive desire of the body, at this time, Lu Chen didn't have the thought of saying hello to those few peers, just looking at the big pot, thinking about what was inside.

　　 And those young people just glanced at Lu Chen and ignored them.

　　 "Although they are all young people, those few belong to the geniuses in the village. I can't play with me before."

　　 While thinking like this, Lu Chen at this time also noticed that the young people looked at the things in the big pot with longing on their faces.

And when everyone was staring, time slowly passed. After half an hour, Wu Zhu finally stopped adding anything, and no more weird dances. At this time, a pot of heat appeared in the big pot. soup.

　　 Looking at the hot soup and smelling the smell, Lu Chen's eyes suddenly narrowed.

　　 "This is the kind of medicine that saved my life last night."

　　 When Lu Chen was surprised, at this time, Wu Zhu had already picked up a large ceramic bowl and filled a large bowl of soup medicine.

　　 Looking at the slowly large bowl of soup medicine, the young man named Shi was surprised, while the young man named Jian looked a little ugly.

　　 "It's great, it's half more than usual. Has Master Wu Zhu already recognized my strength?"

　　The barbarian tribe does not have many rules, but they believe in the strategy of strength as king.

　　 In addition to the mysterious witch, whether you want to be a patriarch or get more prey, you need to have enough strength.

　　 At the same time, the powerful also have the ability to prioritize selection.

　　 The share of soup and medicine in front of him also obeyed this rule.

　　Every time I drink first, it is Shi. In addition to his father being the patriarch, more importantly, Shi's strength is also the strongest among the young people.

It’s just that the other young people who came to the house have good talents and strengths. Therefore, in the past, although Shi was the first to drink, but the portion was not much more than the others, but now, Shi feels that things have changed. Up.

　　 What makes Shi even more happy is that sharing soup and medicine is not only related to status, but also to a more fundamental thing-the improvement of strength.

　　The barbarians are not well-educated. In addition to the weird witches, they are also very simple. They don't have so many bells and whistles. They rely on strong bodies and vigorous vitality to deal with all crises in the natural world.

　　 But blood qi does not come out of thin air. Whether you are proficient in martial arts or practice your body, you need to supplement a lot of nutrients.

　　 Among them, the bark and wild vegetables replenish the least blood energy. It is not easy to keep your body healthy by just eating these, let alone practicing.

　　Secondly, it is meat, which can replenish the body, but meat is difficult to digest.

　　 There is a limit to the amount of meat that a person can digest in a day.

　　 For this reason, some people have created martial arts that strengthen the digestive ability of the stomach, but such martial arts are not something that ordinary barbarian tribes can possess.

　　 In addition to the martial arts that accelerate digestion, there are some people in this world who have some peculiar abilities, and they can extract the essence of food.

　　The witch can mix herbs, poisons, and the flesh and blood of some wild beasts to stimulate their power and make a pot of soup full of nutrition.

　　 In addition to nutrition, the hot soup made by witches is also easily absorbed by the body, which solves the problem of indigestible meat.

　　 Absorbing this kind of soup medicine practice, one day can compare to other people for two or three days, and in the long run, it will be able to open a very big gap with others.

　　 At this time, Shi looked at the soup half larger than before, and saw the picture of himself throwing others away.

　　 And Jian and others, looking at the big bowl of hot soup, their faces were a little uncomfortable.

　　Of course, besides being jealous of Xiaoshi, I am more worried about the reduction of my share.

　　 Hot soup is of course good, but the memories of the barbarian boy have been searched all over, except when he was given a bowl of hot soup when he was possessed by a ghost, he had never heard of such things at other times.

　　The reason for this is that the hot soup is good, but the materials for making them are hard to find.

　　Every time, I can only find a few, not to mention, many more materials, which are dangerous brutal beasts, or food that brutal beasts like. If you want to make hot soup, you must hunt brutal beasts every time. It is very difficult.

　　 Because of this, the hot soup is rationed. If there are more people, there will naturally be fewer people remaining.

　　 At this time, looking at the big bowl of hot soup, Koishi was happy, but the others' faces were a little ugly.

　　 Just, the next moment, something that surprised them happened.

　　 Holding the bowl of hot soup, Wu did not hand it to Shi, but to Lu Chen.

　　 In such a scene, the other young people were a little surprised, but they soon reacted.

　　 "That kid Achen, after being tossed by the evil gangster, his life is almost gone, he really needs to make up for it."

　　 "Fortunately, the weight of the stone has not increased, and Achen can only be here for three days at most. After three days, we will restore the original weight."

　　……

　　 For Lu Chen sharing a big bowl of hot soup, the other barbaric youths looked a little distressed, and distressed that their share was about to diminish.

　　 But these young barbarians, seeing Lu Chen's extremely weak and pale face, didn't say anything.

　　 It can only be said that although these hot soups are important, they are still simple and simple, and they will not equate the hot soup with the lives of their companions.

　　 "Forbearance, three days will pass quickly."

　　 comforted himself with these words, those young people, waiting for the division of Wu Zhu.

　　 It's just that, next, Wu Zhu's words made others unable to stand it anymore.

　　 "Xia Xia, remember, when the soup is divided, Achen will have the same weight as Xiaoshi and arrows."

　　 "Oh, ah, I see."

　　 Xiaoxia, the timid girl who calls Wuzhu her master.

　　 She was very surprised by Wu Zhu's instructions, because, according to Wu Zhu's words, Lu Chen didn't seem to be injured, but was brought here. His future treatment seemed to be equivalent to Xiao Shi and Jian.

　　 If Xiaoxia is only surprised, then the other young people are really unbearable.

　　 They can tolerate Lu Chen coming here for a short time for treatment. After all, for people from the same village and the same race, these people can't help but die.

　　 But they can't tolerate Lu Chen being here forever. This harms their interests, and it still involves the fundamental interests of strength.

　　 "Master Wu Zhu, only with sufficient strength can we shelter the village. We cannot waste resources on ordinary people."

　　 "That is, the ingredients and medicinal materials here are all the hard work of our father."

"grown ups……"

　　 These people thought that Lord Wu Zhu was brought here because of pity for Lu Chen.

　　 Regarding this, Master Wu Zhu's old face smiled.

　　 "I understand what you said, the village really needs to concentrate resources to cultivate the strong, and only the strong can guard the village and help the village get more food. I am not too confused yet."

　　 Master Wu Zhu who said this made the other youths dare not speak.

Then, Wu Zhu looked at Lu Chen and said directly: "I asked Achen to join in. Naturally, there is a reason. This time he was attacked by a ghast and Achen was indeed injured, but he may be blessed because of it. Look at it in three days."

　　 "Healed Achen for these three days. After three days, if you are not convinced, follow the rules of the family. I will not stop it."

　　 "Well, besides Achen, you can also follow the rules. This time, it will be a small test."

After speaking to other youths, UU reading www.uukanshu.com Wu Zhu looked at Lu Chen: "You can cultivate here for three days. After three days, those little guys should follow the rules of the clan. It’s up to you whether it’s a dragon or a worm."

　　 "I see, Master Wu Zhu."

　　 Saying so, Lu Chen drank the hot soup in his hand.

　　 As the hot soup enters his abdomen, a warm current rises from Lu Chen's abdomen and disperses towards Lu Chen's limbs.

　　 Under the warmth of the heat, Lu Chen's body, which had been shriveled by the integration of gold-level skills, slowly gained vitality.

　　 As the body gradually became active, a powerful sense of strength also filled Lu Chen's body and mind.

　　 It was a feeling that was ten times stronger than before, and the power of the gold level skills had slowly been revealed.

　　 At the same time, due to the tyrannical strength in his body, Lu Chen's heart also became hot.

　　 And the other young people in the room, after receiving Master Wu Zhu's reply, their eyes were a little eager to try, looking at Lu Chen and the others, their eyes were full of warfare.

　　 There are few wild rules, and the most important one is that the strong is king.

　　In the wild, most of the time, the strong is right.

　　 Of course, although the barbarians are simple, there are many fights and disputes, and it is impossible that all fights must have deaths and injuries. If they really did that, the barbarians would have died because of internal fighting.

　　The strong is the king, there are disputes, but you cannot take the lives of the people easily.

　　 All these have made the barbarians have a special custom.

　　God front duel, or known as totem duel.

　　 Whenever there is a dispute between barbarians, the two parties in the dispute will fight before the totem, that is, the soul of the ancestors, and the winner is the right one.