the next day.

early morning.

Outside the tribe gate, there were once again gathered people who were preparing to start construction.

They work from sunrise to sunset, and the life of the primitive tribe is so simple, full of the breath of nature.

"Qiuluo, starting today, you will work in the logging team." Aquinas was reluctant to part with Yuan Tan, but had to announce this matter.

Busy teeth and others sneered.

"Oh." Yuan Tan was surprised. He didn't understand the worldly ways, so he could go wherever he wanted.

Turn around and leave.

"Autumn falls!"

Guliluo grabbed Dong Tuna who was about to run over, "What, are you going to the logging team together?"

Dong Tuna could not go to the logging team. He was young and could only support himself and his mother when he was fishing. With guilt, he watched Yuan Tan leave.

One hour later.

In the mountains on the north side of Zhurong tribe.

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

Without waiting for the answer, someone else had arranged it and said, "Of course it is the largest one."

Yuan Tan also wanted to cut the biggest one so that he could bring honor to Zhurong, "That big one?"

"That." Everyone pointed over together.

Yuan Tan looked up and saw that there was a towering tree near the top of the mountain. The height was far higher than the entire forest, which made it very eye-catching.

"Go and chop, when it is chopped down, when you go back to the tribe. You will never treat you badly. The biggest axe here is for you."

Meng You handed over an axe.

Yuan Tan left with an axe.

Everyone laughed secretly.

This tree has been standing for thousands of years since a tribe appeared in the Southern Barbarians.

How many warriors have come to cut down, but they cannot move it at all.

Therefore, it was respected as a sacred tree by various tribes of the Southern Barbarians.

This is a birch tree.

Birch trees are twice as hard as ordinary steel and are lighter than steel. They are suitable for making some special items such as high-end cars, yachts, and aircraft equipment.

However, the growth cycle of birch trees is too long, and it often takes about three to five hundred years to be extremely hard. In this way, no one spends money on cultivation.

In modern times, the emergence of cutting tools such as chainsaws allowed humans to cut down and polish such wood, but because they could not be cultivated, they gradually became endangered plants.

...

When the metal-like collision was heard, it spread far and far in the dark forest.

Yuan Tan is cutting down birch trees.

This birch tree is lush with branches and leaves, covering an area as big as a football field, and its main trunk is even more terrifyingly large.

Yuan Tan stood under the big tree with a man-high axe in his hand, as if a comparison between a woodpecker and a big tree.

At this moment, the axe was curled by the birch tree, and he didn't know how to cut it down.

In a daze.

In the dark, Meng You and Meng Huo looked at it hiddenly.

Meng Huo was not happy when he saw this, but instead worried, "Brother, it would be bad for him to cut down this sacred tree and spread it to the tribe, right?" He finally began to face Zhu Rong's criticism, was he narrow-minded and angry with a fool?

Meng You deserves to be a brother, and understands what his brother is thinking, "Brother, don't be confused by some things. Zhu Rong clearly wants to support him and not deal with him? Do you want to live with Zhu Rong and this fool, three of you for the rest of your life? Don't worry about this matter, leave it to my brother to deal with it."

Meng Huo thought it was right, and he had to deal with Yuan Tan. This was not anger, but this fool was too annoying, but he still said: "It's always not nice to pass it over."

Meng You smiled, "Brother, I just deliberately want to pass it back to the tribe. This autumn fall, cutting the sacred tree every day is equivalent to reminding the tribesmen every day that he is a fool. Over time, the love of all tribesmen will dissipate."

Meng Huo's eyes lit up.

at the same time.

In the tribe, Zhu Rong was in his thatched hut, carefully writing the steps to train Yuan Tan.

At this time, a little girl picking mushrooms carrying a basket stuck her head out, "Sister Zhurong, it's not good. Leader Meng You are asking Brother Qiuluo to cut down the Thousand-year-old sacred tree."

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

I immediately realized that Meng Huo must be framed again.

Not to mention that Yuan Tan was the benefactor brought back to the tribe by Zhurong, even if he was the other person in the tribe, Zhurong would never let such a thing happen.

...

On the mountain.

Yuan Tan sat under the thousand-year-old birch tree in a daze. He didn't know what to do, but suddenly remembered the towering and mysterious building.

As soon as I touched my eyebrows, the space door appeared.

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

The department store certainly had to respond to his host, and the radio sounded, "The chainsaw, also known as the power saw, was invented by the German Andreabus Steele in 1926, greatly saving the time and manpower consumed for cutting materials..."

"If you cut a tree, you have to buy the German Senniu T-800, which uses aerospace technology, a chain loggerhead chain saw, an ultra-large capacity lithium battery, strong battery life, 10,000 taels of gold, free brain cell input operation..."

God speaks!

Yuan Tan was very excited and looked at the mountains of gold piled up in the square. It was not his own anyway, so use it.

A few moments.

Yuan Tan carried the t800 and jumped out of the space door. After passing through brain cells, he was now a master-level chainsaw madman.

Holding the try-out heart, I turned on the chainsaw switch.

Screaming....

The huge noise really scared him.

The chainsaw has not started to be used yet, just by looking at it, you will know it is very powerful.

Try to get close to the birch tree.

Buzzing.

Cut in.

Yuan Tan was overjoyed. Sure enough, only such a magical artifact could cut the divine wood.

Good luck starting work!

He is sawing the tree in full swing.

And in the ancient logging field in the distance.

Meng You and Meng Huo were talking.

"Chief, leader..." a tribe member was shouting.

"I can't hear what you said." Meng You pointed to his ears. The sound of logging around him was indeed very noisy.

"Zhurong, the young Zhurong clan leader is here." The clan members shouted closer.

Meng Huo's heart skipped a beat and hurriedly ran behind a big tree and hid, revealing only half of his face to peek.

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

Meng You whistled, signaling the annoying sound of cutting trees to stop.

As the surroundings returned to tranquility, they spread their hands, "Zhurong, it's not my business. It's his intention to cut down the largest sacred tree, and he can't stop it."

Zhu Rong's expression was cold, and it was clearly the wording. He pointed to the sacred tree soaring into the sky in the distance, "This tree is so big, let alone a sacred tree, even if it is an ordinary tree, it will take several days for everyone in your logging team to cut it down, right? You are clearly oppressing the tribe."

"As the leader, it is not your fault that you allow him to cut down a tree that cannot be cut down at all?"

Over the past thousand years, how many warriors have hoped to become famous after cutting down. After many generations of brave men work hard, who will cut down the sacred tree? Only fools will go.

Meng You wanted this effect, but it was also a loss, "This..."

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

"Young Master Zhurong, it was really Dasha who took the initiative to go."

"He also said that for the sake of the young leader of Zhurong, he would definitely cut down the sacred tree and become the number one warrior of the Southern Barbarians."

"Maybe sincerity leads to the metal and stone opening, so let him go."

These words are actually just making jokes, breaking up the topic, and solving Meng You's difficulties.

Who can cut down the divine tree? Isn’t this nonsense?
To be continued...