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    Chapter Ninety-One Gentle Authority

    The murlocs naturally collectively decided to stay.

    Especially the half-grown murloc king strongly requested to stay. Not only is there a lot of delicious food here, but the point is that there are also elephants, bison, wolves, and many people who just run around without doing anything.  panda.

    The elephant here is one that you can climb on its back without getting angry and tramples you into a pulp. The bison here just eats grass wholeheartedly. Even if you stroke its long hair, it will not get angry and hit you with its horns  , as long as you are willing to give food to the wolf here, it will tolerate you touching its brain. As for the panda here, as long as you are willing to give it a bamboo shoot, it will not be angry even if you take its cub to play with.  of.

    What the little murloc likes the most is the sleeping place here. He was given a tiger skin and a leopard skin.

    The leopard skin can be spread on the bamboo bed, and the tiger skin can be covered on the body. It will be extremely hot when sleeping at night, but the little murloc likes it very much.

    Even the patriarch asked him to wear a pair of cowhide pants, which he didn't like at all, not to mention too restrictive, and the cowhide was soaked after entering the water, which was more like a torture tool.

    However, the later linen pants were much better.

    In the early morning, when the rooster crowed, the little murloc woke up from the heat. He got up from the bamboo bed and looked around vigilantly. After a long time, he realized that he no longer had to worry about the safety of the group.

    The mother hugged the younger brother and slept very comfortably on another bamboo bed. The younger brother's fat hands were still clutching the mother's nipples, and the tiger skin covering them had fallen to the ground.

    The little murloc picked up the tiger skin and covered the sleeping mother and younger brother, then pushed open the bamboo door and went out.

    Standing outside the bamboo building, he carefully looked at the bamboo building in front of him. This was the bamboo building built for them by the whole clan yesterday.

    The little murloc remembered very clearly that everyone had smiles on their faces. The elephants brought a lot of bamboo from the bamboo forest on the other side of the river. Everyone helped them trim bamboo and build bamboo buildings for them.  In the high places, some in the low places, no one is idle, and when the night is dark, twenty bamboo buildings have been built.

    The little murloc stroked the green bamboo on the bamboo building, put his face on the bamboo, and then patted the thick bamboo, feeling extremely happy.

    The clay pot sent by Abu was placed on a bamboo table, there was also a bamboo basket suitable for holding fish, and a small sharp dagger, which looked very similar to the two fang daggers of the patriarch.

    An early-rising servant woman stood outside his bamboo building. She came to teach her mother how to cook. I heard that every newcomer would be taught how to cook delicious meals.

    "I'll catch a fish and come back." The little murloc smiled at the ugly maid, then took off his sackcloth, ready to jump into the river to catch fish.

    "Wait!" Abu came to the little murloc with a small slate in his arms, pointed to the graphics on the slate and said to the little murloc, "I've calculated that the murloc needs to consume one basket of food every day and three meals of meat."  Hanging, fifty pieces of fish, two baskets of bamboo shoots and other vegetarian food can ensure fullness.

    In view of this, starting from today, the murloc department must contribute 500 fish of this size every day.  "

    While Abu was talking, he gestured for the size of the fish with his hands.

    Although the little murloc couldn't understand what Abu said, he still cleverly understood what Abu meant through the grain, meat, dried fish, and bamboo shoots drawn on the slate.

    "We can get more fish!" The little murloc gestured.

    Abu nodded and gestured: "Not too many, and you can only go fishing downstream, not near the tribe, or you will catch all the fish, and there will be no fish to eat in the future."

    "Okay!" The little murloc knows better than Abu the truth of not being able to exhaust the water.

    ?After speaking, I will hang the fish basket on my waist, and prepare to go fishing in the river downstream of the bamboo forest on Taohua Island. This place is actually really good, at least, there are not as many dragons as there are in Daze.

    The little murloc is not afraid of dragons, he is fearless in the water, but once he reaches the shore, even a wolf or a poisonous snake can kill him.

    Well now, I slept carefree last night, no nasty beasts, no poisonous snakes creeping in quietly, no poisonous insects of all kinds, let alone those disgusting flying insects.

    Before going to sleep, he stood on the bamboo building and looked at it. Many places on the island were lit with pine lights, and there were many tribesmen holding bamboo spears and carrying bamboo bows who seemed to be wandering around the island endlessly.  When he got off, someone greeted him and told him to rest assured to sleep.

    All these gave the little murloc a great sense of security.

    So, when he led his people on the red sandstone road??Give him the bamboo tube, and said with gestures: "This is something only the head of the clan has. Is it delicious?"

    Just as he hurriedly stuffed another handful of bamboo worms into his mouth, hearing what Abu said, the little murloc's bulging mouth stopped moving immediately, and he returned the bamboo tube to Abu.

    Abu smiled and said: "You are so capable, sooner or later you will be the head of the patriarch, what difference does it make if you eat or your mother eats.

    Could it be that if your mother got it, she wouldn't give it to you?  "

    It took a lot of effort for the little murloc to understand what Abu said. After thinking for a while, he took the bamboo tube again and poured some into the hand of a murloc brother who had just landed.  The little murlocs are trying their best to make everyone eat as much as possible.

    When the little murloc looked back at Abu's face, he saw Abu's smiling face like a chrysanthemum, and his raised thumb.
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