Little Mushroom scratched its head in confusion, then used the small wooden stick as a javelin, shouting slogans and thrusting it forward, then looking at Zhuang Yu.

Zhuang Yu nodded. "Yes, that's right, training."

Little Mushroom held its small wooden stick. What's so difficult about it? When Little Mushroom trains, it will be able to take on ten opponents in the future, holding its small stick and starting to poke.

Zhuang Yu: "..."

Why does this feel like the Japanese invading the village?

Now, the sky was already dark, and a group of children had also gathered some tung oil fruits.

Zhuang Yu began to cook. The daily necessities sent by Shao Hao were relatively complete: meat, salt rocks, and plenty of shells for storing things.

There was no time to dry salt now, and there were no chili peppers.

Zhuang Yu tasted the flavor of roasted meat without salt or chili peppers for the first time, licking the salt rock.

Fortunately, the atmosphere was still good. A group of people gathered around the bonfire and spent their first night here. The bonfire didn't stop all night because it was too cold.

...

The next day, Zhuang Yu and the others woke up very early because they had to go to the leaves to collect dew water, or else they wouldn't have any water to drink.

When they returned after collecting dew water, they saw a little hat throwing their animal skin blankets outside the cave. "Who sent these animal skins over? They're all the worst quality. Don't they know that you are friends of mine, Pi Mao?"

Pi Mao was holding a pile of brand new animal skins. "We use these kinds. Those old animal skins are given to the marginal Tribes in our territory who can't afford to eat. It's really unreasonable."

Zhuang Yu looked at the old animal skins that were thrown out. For him, who had only interacted with the Golden Centipede Tribe, he thought all animal skins were this old.

Then he looked at the soft and new animal skins in Pi Mao's hands.

Were they being bullied?

Little Pi Mao was still looking around the cave, getting angrier as he looked. "The stone axes are all missing a mouth, and the meat is old. It's really annoying."

A group of children looked at Zhuang Yu obediently.

Zhuang Yu looked at the entire mountain peak. Ultimately, this was someone else's place, and bullying them was done by outsiders.

Yesterday, the person who came to deliver things was the same. Although he spoke politely, his tone was disdainful. He implied that since their things had been delivered, they should not bother Shao Hao anymore and should fend for themselves.

Zhuang Yu thought to himself, fend for themselves? Well, that's fine. They would survive on their own, and only then could they stand firm instead of being ridiculed and gossiped about.

But before that, he had to make this place their "own" home, not just a place where they relied on others. Then, he would make their home a place that everyone envied.

Zhuang Yu walked down the mountain, saying as he walked, "Little Pi Mao, take these children around to play. I have something to do, and I'll invite you to dinner when I have time."

Invite... invite to dinner? Little Pi Mao's eyes lit up like flashlights. Yu was indeed a good person.

Little Pi Mao waved his hand. "Let's go, let me take you to play around. This is my territory, and we can play however we want."

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