Rebirth Waste Strikes Back Part 2 (MTL)

Chapter 242

Zhuang Hao hit one side of the cliff, the cliff was blown out of a huge hole.

"Zhuang Shao, your strength now can rival that of a strong totem player."

Zhuang Hao smiled and said, "that's great." Zhuang Hao looked at his fist and said: "to be a strong totem player, you will enter the ranks of the world's strong players, and finally have the ability to protect yourself.".

"Bramble dragon blood is a good thing!" Zhuang Hao could not help sighing.

The stronger the beast is, the more it can stimulate their strength.

Fred nodded and said, "yes!"

Fred frowned, his heart flashed a little strange. He thought a thorn dragon would be enough for them to survive the winter, but now it seems that it is not.

Zhuang Hao and Yi Fan have made rapid progress in their strength. So has Xin duolei. Their strength has been improved, which represents the increase of consumption. In a few days, the blood of brambles and Dragons has been half consumed.

Fred rubbed his chin and thought about two more tickets.

Hindley ran up to Fred and called out, "brother."

Fred looked at Hindley and said, "what a big man. He's still so reckless."

"Brother, I met the tribe today." Cindore said.

Fred wondered, "tribal people, how can you meet tribal people? Didn't it say, let's not move where the tribesmen are? "

"I didn't! I think they're waiting for me on purpose. " Cindore said.

Fred and Zhuang Hao looked at each other. Fred asked gravely, "did the tribe say anything?"

"They asked me if you killed the bramble dragon, brother," said Hindley, puffing up his cheeks

Fred's eyebrows jumped and asked, "how did you answer that?"

"I said no, if you let those guys know that we've hunted a bramble dragon, if you don't know what bad water will come out, come and have a share." It's a dull way.

Xinduolei was dissatisfied with the patriarch's act of taking his brother's harvest back to the tribe at will and giving some leftovers at will.

Zhuang Hao smiled coldly and said, "I'm afraid that even if you say no, the tribal people will not believe it."

"That group of bad embryos," murmured Hindley displeased

"Our recent moves seem to be a little big." Zhuang Hao said.

Fred nodded and said, "maybe."

"Elder brother, it seems that the preparation of the tribe's winter supplies is not very smooth." Cindore said.

Fred nodded and said, "really?" This autumn is a little short. Besides, there are not many wild animals that can be hunted, and many people are ill. It's not surprising that things are not going well.

......

The news of the disappearance of the thorn dragon spread widely among the flying tiger tribe. Most people think that the thorn dragon left the territory, and many people think that the thorn dragon was killed by Fred.

"If only the tribe could hunt to the thorn dragon, it would be nice to baptize the children of the tribe."

If the tribe born children can get high-quality animal blood as baptism in their childhood, their future achievements will be greatly improved.

"Where has the thorn dragon gone?"

"It's better if the monster runs away."

"Maybe that thing was caught by Fred?"