The morning sun fell on the small domed hut, and the light penetrated from the chimney at the top. The exploration leader Zuwaro lowered his head, got into the entrance of the hut, and went to visit his friend lying inside.

This kind of hut of the Xiuluosi people has a very low appearance, made of a frame of branches, and covered with bark, fur, and thatch. Entering the house, the area inside is not small, and half of it was dug underground. Through this practical design, as long as there are not many building materials, it can keep warm in winter and cool in summer. The only disadvantages are that the excavation is troublesome, the land must be dry, there must be no groundwater, and migration is not allowed.

Under the dim light, Zuvaro squinted his eyes, sniffing the faint smell of herbs, and looked towards the grass bed in the middle of the hut. The knowledgeable Mickey was lying on it in a drowsy state, and he didn't know if he woke up.

"Hey! Lord God! Mickey, I don't know, that thorny fern is poisonous, you have to cook it before you can eat it! You can't blame me!..."

Exploration Captain Zuvaro sighed, carrying a clay pot, and came to the grass bed. In the clay pot is kelp stewed fish soup, which is emitting a hot aroma at the moment. Zuvaro picked up the fish soup, looked at Mickey with his eyes closed, shook his head, and took a few sips himself.

"Tsk tsk! It's delicious! It's delicious! One word, it's delicious!..."

"Uh...suck...huh?..."

Smelling the tangy fragrance, Mickey on the straw bed sniffed his nose and opened his eyes with difficulty. He vomited all night yesterday, then his muscles became weak, he was paralyzed and unable to move, and finally fell into a coma. And until now, he woke up after a nap and felt better, but he was trembling with hunger.

"...Zuwarro...I'm...hungry!..."

"Huh? Smelling the fish soup, you woke up? Tsk tsk!..."

The exploration leader Zuwaro smiled and gave the clay pot to Mickey, watching him drink the whole pot like a starving rabbit. Afterwards, Mickey was sweating all over, let out a long and comfortable breath, and asked with a headache.

"Lord God! What happened to me yesterday? Was it poisoned?"

"cough!"

The exploration captain Zuwaro gave a light "cough", lowered his head, and blamed him with a guilty conscience.

"Lord God bless! Mickey, you are so careless! How can you eat indiscriminately... Cough! What about that thorn fern? The sun shaman of the tribe said that thorn fern is poisonous if eaten raw. Fortunately, you don't eat much. He fed you some herbal tea and you threw up for another night... maybe a day or two to be fine!...”

"Uh... So that's how it is? Lord God bless you! I really shouldn't eat wild vegetables... Hey! Why do I eat wild vegetables indiscriminately?..."

Thinking of this, the knowledgeable Mickey was startled. Afterwards, his eyes gradually turned red, and he glared fiercely at Zuvaro, gritted his teeth and asked.

"Damn it! Zuvaro! Is it you? Did you tell me that these wild vegetables are edible? ... That's right! I remember you ate it first! Why are you okay? Are you hurting me?!..."

"Uh! No! Absolutely not!...I only ate the non-poisonous bear's paw fern, not the poisonous thorny fern..."

The exploration captain Zuvaro was sweating on his forehead, and quickly clenched his fists in his chest, swearing to the main god.

"The Lord God testifies! I didn't intend to harm you... That thorny fern looks so old, I don't even bother to eat it!...Uh, Mickey, you look like a scholar, and you keep reminding me to be careful... Why is it your turn? Are you braver than me in doing things?"

"Damn it! Zuvaro, I believed you! If I was alone, I wouldn't touch it!  …"

"Cough! My fault...my fault. You continue to rest, I will go to work on the fleet first, and I agreed to trade grain with the Chaoyang Department today..."

"Help me up! Let's go together!...Replenish the fleet as soon as possible, and set off for the north early..."

The knowledgeable Mickey gritted his teeth and struggled to get up from the bed. He tried to walk a few steps, but his legs and feet were a little numb, but it was much better than last night, and he could walk around. Zuwaro supported Mickey, his eyes flashed apologetically, but his face was still smiling.

"Bless the Lord God! Mickey, don't you stay here to rest? Talk to that sun shaman again about the belief in the Lord God?"

"Stop talking! That sun shaman has a lot of knowledge, so it's hard to talk... It seems that there is no chance for the preaching. Let's continue to go north and reach the prophesied Great Bay as soon as possible!"

Hearing this, the exploration captain Zuwaro agreed. Along the way, any tribe guided by a senior priest or shaman is more difficult to fool. He remembered what he had seen and heard early this morning, and said with a smile.

"Mickey, at sunrise today, I witnessed a 'sun dance' of the Xiuslaw people! They formed a circle on the sand dunes, prayed to the sun, and then twirled and danced. The sun shaman was in the middle, shaking Playing wooden bells, reciting unintelligible songs... I think the expressions of those tribal people should be very pious!..."

"I feel that although their sun belief is primitive, it is very firm, and it is obviously in the hands of each generation of tribal shaman. Unless there is a way to make the sun shaman admit that the main **** is the sun worshiped by the tribe... otherwise~www. lightnovelpub.net~ The kingdom wants to preach... I am afraid it will not be easy..."

"Blessed by the Lord God! Relying on the powerful kingdom, we will find a way to get through the Chinook shaman sooner or later! But now, the exploration to the north is our top priority!..."

The four longships of the Kingdom stayed in the Chaoyang Department of the Xiuslaw people for three days and exchanged some food for two hundred people for half a month. Afterwards, the fleet set off again, heading north for a hundred miles and leaving the territory of the Xiuslau people.

On the next voyage, there are low green mountains and forests along the coast, and there are occasional fishing and hunting tribes, but they are all too small to look like. According to the news from the Chaoyang Department, this place should be the territory of the Tilook people, and there is a large Teemo tribe, which is just inside a certain bay in the north.

After going northward for three hundred miles from Chaoyang, the fleet came to a brown beach in the evening. The beach here is not very beautiful, just desolate and vast. What really caught the eye was a solitary rock pillar off the coast of the west. It is so magnificent, seventy or eighty meters high, like a pyramid standing in the sea. And it is so abrupt, there is nothing around it, it seems to be the gray-brown palm erected by the giant spirit in the sea, it does not know why it appears here!

"Lord God! What is this...?"

The knowledgeable Mickey stared wide-eyed, looking at the natural wonders in front of him, and countless conjectures of gods flashed in his mind. The exploration leader Zuwaro touched his chin, looked at the towering and eye-catching rock top, and the birds nesting on it, thoughtfully.

"Praise the Lord God! Mickey, this is the blessing of the Lord God, and it is a good omen for navigation!...It is also a natural navigation marker, which must be recorded on the chart!..."

"Well... I have to give it a name... the mountain like the palm of the gods..."

"Witness of the Lord God! Then call it...'God's Palm Peak'!"