Oh, I understand, to tame a mythical creature, you must first defeat it with hard power and trample its self-esteem, and then give it some sweet dates, such as scraping off the dead skin like this, so that it can feel

Humanistic care to pave the way for conquering it next?"

Wu Hen tried to understand the weird behavior of the ancient tribesmen.

Chongli Shan stepped on Zi Chi's head, turned around, and looked at Wu Hen as if he was mentally retarded: "Did I say we have to tame it? This chi in the swamp has not even practiced for a thousand years, so we can capture it."

What else can it do besides helping clear the rice fields? The meat smells like mud.

"

Then why are you rubbing it with a knife without cutting the skin?"

Wu Hen said in confusion.

"

Collect its scaly mud fruits,"

Its whole body exudes the stench of mud, but its scales have a very unique fragrance. It is Luan's favorite because the Kamikaze Black Skin Mud Fruit emerges from the mud and remains unstained.

"

Oh oh oh, our target is Kamikaze Xuanwan. This is collecting bait, just like digging for earthworms before fishing, right?…"

Wu Hen understood immediately.

But think about it carefully.

How could anyone use a chili as an earthworm? That's outrageous!

"

Okay, go ahead and roll some more mud, or you won't survive the winter.

“After scraping off the dead skin, Chonglishan gave the stupid animal a kick and released it.

Wu Hen looked at the delicious big loach helplessly and couldn't help but feel pity, saying: "Uncle, just let it go like this?"

“We must have a sense of respect for nature, take what we need, and never kill indiscriminately.

"

Heavy Mountain warned.

"Oh, I hope all the predators in the wasteland will come to you for training before they appear.

"

Wu Hen said.
Chapter completed!