Chapter 1025 Who Are You?

the next day.

early morning.

Outside the gate of the tribe, once again, it was full of tribesmen who were about to start work.

They work at sunrise and rest at sunset. The life of primitive tribes is so simple, full of the breath of nature.

"Qiuluo, from today onwards, you will work in the logging team." Aquina was very reluctant to part with Yuan Tan, but had to announce the matter.

Busy Yachang and others sneered.

"Oh." Yuan Tan was surprised. He didn't understand the world, so he went wherever he was told.

Turn around and leave.

"Autumn falls!"

Guliluo grabbed Dong Dana who was about to run over, "Why, do you want to go to the logging team together?"

Dong Dana can't join the logging team. He is young, and only by fishing can he support himself and his mother. With guilt, he watched Yuan Tan leave.

An hour later.

In the mountains on the north side of the Zhurong tribe.

Meng You called the newcomer Yuan Tan to his side, "Dasha, which tree are you going to cut down?"

Before waiting for an answer, a bystander said: "Of course it's the biggest one."

Yuan Tan also wanted to chop off the biggest one, so as to make Zhu Rong honorable, "Which one is bigger?"

"That one." Everyone pointed to it together.

Yuan Tan raised his eyes and saw a towering tree near the top of the mountain. The height far exceeds the entire forest, which makes it very eye-catching.

"Go and cut it down. Whenever you cut it down, you will return to the tribe. You will never be treated badly. I will give you the biggest ax here."

Meng You handed over an axe.

Yuan Tan carried the ax and left.

Everyone snickered.

This tree has existed since the appearance of tribes in the southern barbarians, and it has stood firm for thousands of years.

How many warriors have come to cut down,

But he couldn't move it a bit.

Therefore, it is revered as a sacred tree by various tribes of the Southern Man.

This is an iron birch tree.

Iron birch is twice as hard as ordinary steel and lighter than steel. It is suitable for making some special materials, such as high-end cars, yachts, and aviation equipment.

However, the growth cycle of iron birch is too long, and it often takes about three to five hundred years to become extremely hard. In this way, no one spends capital to cultivate at all.

In modern times, the emergence of cutting tools such as chainsaws allowed humans to cut and polish such wood, but it has gradually become an endangered plant because it cannot be cultivated.

...

When the metal collided, it spread far and far in the dark forest.

Yuan Tan was cutting down iron birch trees.

This iron birch tree has luxuriant branches and leaves, covering an area as large as a football field, and the trunk is so huge that it is shocking.

Yuan Tan stood under the big tree with an ax as tall as a person in his hand, like a woodpecker in contrast to the big tree.

At this moment, the ax was rolled by the iron birch tree, and he didn't know how to cut it.

In a daze.

In the dark, Meng You and Meng Huo watched secretly.

Meng Huo was not happy when he saw this, but worried, "Brother, you let him cut down this sacred tree and pass it on to the tribe, wouldn't it be good?" He finally began to face up to Zhu Rong's criticism, whether he was narrow-minded and angry with a fool.

As expected of a real brother, Meng You understood what his brother was thinking, "Brother, don't be confused by some things. Zhu Rong made it clear that he wanted to raise him and not deal with him? Are you going to live with Zhu Rong and this fool? Forever? Leave this matter alone and leave it to my brother to deal with it."

Meng Huo was right when he thought about it. Yuan Tan must be dealt with. This is not because of anger, but because this idiot is too angry, but he still said: "It's always bad to pass it on."

Meng You smiled, "Brother, I just wanted to spread it back to the tribe on purpose. This autumn, chopping down the sacred tree every day is equivalent to reminding the tribe that he is a fool every day. As time goes by, the love and hearts of the tribe will dissipate. "

Meng Huo's eyes brightened.

at the same time.

In the tribe, Zhu Rong is writing carefully the steps of training Yuan Tan in his thatched hut.

At this time, a little mushroom-picking girl with a basket on her back poked her head out, "Sister Zhu Rong, it's too bad, leader Meng You is asking Brother Qiuluo to cut down the thousand-year-old sacred tree."

"What?" Zhu Rong was dumbfounded on the spot.

It was immediately clear that this must be Meng Huo's frame again.

Not to mention that Yuan Tan was the benefactor that Zhu Rong brought back to the tribe, even if it was other people in the tribe, Zhu Rong would never let such a thing happen.

...

on the hill.

Yuan Tan sat under the thousand-year-old iron birch tree in a daze, not knowing what to do, he suddenly remembered the majestic and mysterious building.

Touching his eyebrows, the space door appeared.

Yuan Tan walked in and bowed respectfully to the majestic building, "God, I want to cut down trees, please guide me."

The department store must of course respond to its host, and the radio sounded, "The chainsaw, also known as the power saw, was invented by the German Andrea Abus Steele in 1926, which greatly saved the time consumed by cutting materials. and manpower...”

"To cut a tree, you need to buy a German Senniu T-800, which adopts aerospace technology, chain saws for lumberjacks, super-capacity lithium batteries, strong battery life, 10,000 taels of gold, and free brain cell input operations..."

God has spoken!

Yuan Tan was very excited, looking at the mountain of gold piled up in the square, it was not his own anyway, so use it.

Shaoqing.

Yuan Tan jumped out of the space door with the T800 on his shoulders. After input from brain cells, he is now a master-level chainsaw madman.

Holding the heart of giving it a try, I turned on the chainsaw switch.

Squeak...

The loud noise really startled him.

This chainsaw hasn't been used yet, but just looking at it, I know it's very powerful.

Try to get close to the iron birch.

buzzing.

Cut in.

Yuan Tan was overjoyed, and sure enough, only this kind of artifact can cut through the sacred tree.

Good luck!

He is sawing trees in full swing.

And in the ancient logging camp in the distance.

Meng You and Meng Huo were talking.

"Leader, leader..." a clansman shouted.

"What are you talking about, I can't hear clearly." Meng You pointed to his ear, the sound of logging all around was indeed very noisy.

"Zhu Rong, the patriarch Zhu Rong is here." The clansman approached and shouted.

Meng Huo's heart skipped a beat, and he hurriedly ran to hide behind a big tree, peeping with only half of his face exposed.

Sure enough, Zhu Rong came angrily, "Meng You, how could you let Qiu Luo cut down the sacred tree?"

Meng You whistled to signal for the annoying tree-cutting sound to stop.

As the surroundings returned to tranquility, he spread his hands together, "Zhu Rong, it's none of my business, he's going to cut down the biggest sacred tree, and he can't stop it."

Zhu Rong's expression was cold, and it was clear that this was the wording. He pointed to the sacred tree in the distance, "This tree is so big, let alone a sacred tree. Can it be cut down? You are clearly oppressing the tribe."

"As the leader, you allow him to cut down a tree that can't be cut down at all. It's none of your business, isn't it your fault?"

For thousands of years, how many warriors expected to become famous. After many generations of brave men have worked hard, who will cut down the sacred tree? Only a fool would go.

Meng You wanted this effect, but it was justified, "This..."

Fortunately, at this time, other lumberjacks spoke one after another.

"Young Patriarch Zhu Rong, Dasha really took the initiative to go."

"He also said that for the sake of young patriarch Zhu Rong, he will definitely cut down the sacred tree and become the number one warrior in Nanban."

"Perhaps sincerity can open gold and stone, so I let him go."

These words are actually just gags, diverting the topic, and solving Meng You's difficulties.

Who can cut down the Shenmu, isn't this nonsense.

Seeing that Zhu Rong's nose was crooked, they were overjoyed. They thought it was for the sake of Vulcan, let alone for Zhu Rong, not to mention cutting down the sacred tree, and it would be impossible to break the skin.

You know, it is the existence that is called the sacred tree by all the tribes of the Southern Man, and its longevity is equal to that of the sky.

Just when everyone was thinking about this.

There was a loud and piercing sound in the distance.

Exclamations continued to erupt.

"Look, the sacred tree is about to fall!"

On the people's shrinking pupils is the reflection of the slowly falling sacred tree.

"It's impossible!" Meng Huo ran out regardless of hiding, looking at the falling sacred tree, "How did he do it? No...no!"

As the sacred tree fell, everyone's souls trembled.

Standing for a thousand years, it collapsed suddenly, the whole earth trembled, countless birds shot up into the sky screaming, and the entire forest was in turmoil.

Shaoqing.

There are figures running in the forest.

They came to the place where the sacred tree was.

As the sacred tree fell, the sun once again shone on the earth here.

On the trunk of the sacred tree, as tall as a mountain, stood a man grinning silly, holding an unknown object in his hand. In the sun, it exudes a dazzling luster.

Many people couldn't help their knees softening and knelt down.

"Zhu Rong, I sawed down this tree!" Yuan Tan excitedly ran over holding the chainsaw.

Zhu Rong was shocked: "Who the hell are you?" (×_×), fainted.

"I'm Qiuluo." Yuan Tan was very puzzled, and looked at Meng Huo and the others.

"It's impossible. No one has been able to cut it down for more than a thousand years, even if hundreds of people cut it down together. It really fell..." Meng Huo grabbed his hair: (×_×)

Everyone: ⊙﹏⊙

There is a poem praising it: carrying a chainsaw to the end of the world, sawing the prosperity of Nanban.

The king's heart is always a little frivolous, and now he is at home in the tribe.

The girl who had made him feel distressed had fainted beside the tree at this moment.

The rescued man is mysterious and disturbing enough to leave her bruised and bruised.