Chapter 20 Monster! Tribe!

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Ignore system notifications.

Lin Han recalled in his mind the hunting actions of the Tyrant King Fengshen just now.

Size, speed, strength, movement.

These things that are visible to the naked eye can make a basic evaluation.

Although the prey was just a rookie at the bottom of the food chain, it was killed with one blow without much resistance.

But the Storm King is also hunting for the first time!

Relatively speaking, this is a good group of tyrant princes!

"In terms of appearance, it's already close to a giant dragon. Let's wait until you grow up to see what you can eventually grow into..."

As an air unit, the Aeolian Tyrant King is one of the first.

It has been included in Lin Han's special attention list.

at the same time.

An eye-catching system notification suddenly appeared in Lin Han's eyes.

【Congratulations! Creator Lin Han, your creation has awakened tribal consciousness! With guidance, you have a high chance of successfully creating a tribe! 】

"tribe?!"

Lin Han was stunned when he saw this prompt.

The six stages of creation: single-cell stage, biological stage, tribe stage, civilization stage, space stage, and dominance stage!

He has achieved the first two stages!

It only takes one day!

Now!

The system actually prompted him that his creation had awakened tribal consciousness!

This means that he is about to enter the tribal stage!

That is the third stage!

Such progress is too fast!

But...this is a good thing!

Who doesn't like his creation to evolve faster?

"Check the details! Which group of creations awakened the tribal consciousness?"

Immediately.

His sight was guided by the system to the sky above a battlefield!

one look.

Stunned.

I saw that in that messy battlefield, it was he who fanned the flames and caused the battle between the Terror King and the Thunderstorm King!

At this time, the system's label was placed on the seven-headed Thunderstorm King!

So obviously, it was these seven thunderstorm kings who had awakened the tribal consciousness just now!

They were very smart when they were born, but now they have brought even bigger surprises!

"You really didn't make a mistake, you seven handsome boys!"

After a night of fighting.

The Thunderstorm Kings and the Terror Lords have all been greatly improved.

They grow into 30-meter-tall behemoths.

The size of Lord Terror has also doubled!

So……

Now how to guide the seven thunderstorm kings in battle and establish their own tribe?

Lin Han thought for a while.

An idea came to mind.

"Monster Terror, just be defeated this time. Anyway, you have nothing to lose. Let's admit defeat... and evacuate to the sea!"

With the guidance (pian) of the Creator (xin).

The Terror King took one last look at the seven Thunderstorm Kings.

Then he suppressed his inner anger and retreated silently.

Its speed is not very fast, but neither are the speeds of the Seven Thunderstorm Kings.

So according to the theory of relativity, the speed of Terror King is very fast...

finally.

This battle came to an end with the withdrawal of the Terror Lord.

The seven thunderstorm kings were so angry that smoke erupted from their nostrils.

But he didn't dare to stay away from this battlefield.

It’s not that they are afraid of water, they are not afraid of water. They inherited the gills from their father, the Tyrant King. They are actually amphibious monsters!

only……

The body of the brontosaurus mother is still in the jungle!

Even if it is dead, no creature is allowed to eat its bones!

This emotion.

This is what enables them to awaken their tribal consciousness!

The seven Thunderstorm Kings looked at the direction in which the Terror King was escaping, looking up to the sky and roaring——

"Ow, ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh!"

"Ouch!"

"Ouch!..."

The voice was mixed with anger and unwillingness.

finally.

They still returned to the bones of mother Brontosaurus.

"Xiaogan Tiandi... why not gather more companions and attack the sea one day?"

The establishment of a tribe must guide creation and rely on the subjective thinking of creation!

otherwise.

Even if the Creator ordered them to gather together and be companions of each other, they still could not understand the meaning of tribe and the meaning of companionship.

so.

Lin Han cleverly used hatred.

Animals have hatred, and monsters naturally have hatred as well.

Regardless of the fundamental purpose of the first tribe established in this world...

Revenge, darkness, bloodlust, mob...

No matter what it is, from the perspective of the Creator, it is very small!

As long as they successfully create a tribe!

really.

Under the guidance of the creator Lin Han, the intelligent thunderstorm kings, with their mourning for the mother of the thunder dragon and their hatred for the terror king, diversified thoughts were born in their minds.

The seven brothers gathered in a group, roared and communicated.

Just like primitive people, there is no language at all, just simple tones.

At this moment, the seeds of civilization sprouted...

"Roar! Ouch!"

"Ouch! Hoho!"

"Ho ho ho! Poof!"

"Ouch!"

After some communication, they came to a conclusion.

With seven of them alone, they can only compete with the big octopus, but they cannot completely defeat and kill it.

Therefore, they are looking for companions who are just like them!

They must be strong on land, and also elites who can fight in the water like them!

And such creatures are self-evident!

They are naturally the descendants of the Tyrant King!

The brothers and sisters of the Thunder King!

As for the native amphibians, they can indeed fight in the water, but they are too weak!

So...

The origin of a tribe began!

The seven Thunder Kings began to work together.

They used their flexible arms and mouths to carry a large number of trees.

They used these trees to cover their mother Thunder Dragon.

The mother Thunder Dragon likes to eat plants, and these trees are like their funeral for the mother Thunder Dragon.

When the body of the Thunder Dragon was completely hidden by the trees, two hours had passed.

The Thunder Kings finally wailed and circled their mother Thunder Dragon.

Finally, they left this place reluctantly.

They are going to find more partners, strong enough partners!

Join them, or, under violent suppression, join them!

This is the most primitive and barbaric way of tribal development!

"Your tribe should have a name!"

"When all creatures think of your tribe, they should shout out a name."

These monsters have not yet developed a language.

If Lin Han were to name it, it would obviously not be appropriate.

So, he handed this task to the big brother Thunder King No. 1.

Thunder King No. 1 received the will of the Creator, thought about it, and then roared to the sky...

"Roar--~~"

The six brothers behind him also roared.

So.

The tribe to be established has a primitive and simple name.

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