Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

"Tuba, how many fish can you catch in a day?"

Tuba thought for a moment and replied, "If you count all the fishing gear, you can catch hundreds of fish in a day if you're lucky."

He Ling nodded, casually pulled off a piece of vine from a nearby tree, and grabbed the pond with precision. A big, lively fish was caught in He Ling's hand.

Then she passed the vine through the fish's gills and tied it to the fish's tail, tying the fish together like a bow.

"Tuba, this is called the fish bowing technique. It can keep the fish alive for several days. Also, your pond is too small. The fish can't breathe, and a large number of them will die. You should dig a new pond, a shallower one with fewer fish. Then tie up the fish like this. They will stay alive in the water for at least five or six days."

"There are only seven days left until the Mantu Trial. We need to get busy."

Tuba looked at the fish tied up in He Ling's hand with a hint of confusion in his eyes. Is it true that the fish will not die if it is tied up casually like this?

But Tuba finally did it. He Ling was an outsider, and maybe there was some way that he didn't know.

Afterwards, they worked together to build a canoe. Although He Ling had no experience in fishing, she had a strong learning ability. After Tuba's advice, He Ling was able to fish on her own.

The night passed like this, and the next morning, Tu Lu woke up. She was still a little weak. Tu Ba took care of her at home, and He Ling went out fishing alone.

Three days had passed, and Tu Lu's condition had finally improved and he was able to take care of himself.

Only then did Tuba have time to go to the edge of the pond and take a look.

There were now more than a dozen more pools, each very shallow. The fish in them were tied into a bow shape with vines. Tuba tried a few times and found that the fish struggled twice. "It's actually alive."

Tuba was a little surprised. He went to check again. Sure enough, although there were still fish dying, there were much fewer this time. There were more than a thousand fish, but only a dozen died.

Tuba was shocked. If it continues at this speed, maybe it will really work!

Thinking of this, Tuba became excited, picked up the scoop net and went into the sea.

Seventh = Sixth night.

In a thatched hut by the sea.

"The soup is here." He Ling walked in holding a ceramic jar.

Tu Lu trotted over happily and sniffed the soup. "Sister He Ling, why is your soup so delicious? And it's white?"

"Just because your skin is white, does that mean the soup you make will be white?"

Tuba on the side also pricked up his ears. Although he also thought that fish tasted that way, one day He Ling showed off her skills and found that the same ingredients could be used to make a completely different taste.

He Ling laughed. "That's impossible. When making soup, just fry the fish until both sides are golden brown. The soup will be white."

After finishing the soup, Tu Lu became silent.

"Tuba, Sister He Ling, are you really still going?"

Tuba didn't say anything, but just nodded solemnly.

He Ling also smiled at Tu Lu.

"Don't worry, Tulu. I made you a lot of dried fish, enough to last you while we're away. If you find it troublesome, you can just eat it when the time comes."

Tu Lu nodded thoughtfully, that was not what she meant.

But everything is self-evident.

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In a valley, surrounded by bronze-skinned people wearing animal skins and skirts, on a high platform, an old man wearing a feather shawl looked at a young man on a slightly lower stone platform.

"There are actually five candidates participating in the Mantu Trial this time."

"Well, I just don't know how many of them will be able to come back by then."

After expressing his feelings, the old man began to read aloud.

"The Mantu Trial begins today! Warriors who wish to challenge! Step forward!"

As soon as the old man finished speaking, the five young men on the stone platform all took a step forward.

"Okay, the five warriors wish you a triumphant return, and we'll be down soon..."

"and many more!"

As soon as he finished speaking, two figures appeared at the entrance of the valley.

One was Tuba and the other was a white woman. They were both carrying a huge animal skin package, and there was something inside the package that moved from time to time.

Tu Li, who was standing in front, took a look at the white-skinned woman. She had changed into a new set of clothes. Although she was still wearing animal skins, it was much more fitting and her figure looked more graceful, not as hot as before.

This is the clothes that Tu Lu specially made for He Ling. The black robe that He Ling wore on the outside had been washed away by the sea water a long time ago. The white clothes inside were a spiritual clothes, which had protective effects in itself. However, after being hit by the huge waves, they became tattered and it was definitely not suitable to wear.

The old man looked at the entrance.

"Tuba, there's another outsider?"

"Master Priest! This outsider beside me also wants to participate in the Mantu Trial."

"Oh, it's been many years since I've seen outsiders participating in the Mantu Trial." The old man looked at Tuli, "What do you say, Tuli?"

Tuli glanced at the old man and said, "Master Priest, please let her participate. She is a woman, and my warrior spirit does not want me to challenge her."

Tuba was a little surprised to hear this, but He Ling remained calm.

She knew the reason.

After all, if he lost the previous fight, he would have lost, and no one would know. But the situation is different now. She is a woman, and if he beats her, others will think it is natural and will think that he is bullying a woman. But if he loses, he will be considered inferior to a woman. Moreover, He Ling is not weak, and Tu Li is not sure of winning. He is a troublemaker anyway, so the best way is to leave him alone.

The old man looked at everyone and asked, "Do you have any objections?"

When everyone saw that the tribe's first warrior had no objection, they kept their own ideas to themselves.

The old man nodded and said, "Okay, you guys go stand there too."

"it is good."

"it is good."

Then I saw the old man twisting around randomly on the platform.

I asked Tuba, and he said that this was their priest praying to the barbarian god.

After a while, the old man looked at everyone again.

"Alright, I declare that the Mantu Trial officially begins!"

There was a loud rumbling sound, and the stone wall of the valley actually rose slowly, revealing a stone carving of a beast that looked like a lion with a big mouth. Its mouth was open, and it seemed that a lot of things could be put in it.

"Go, warriors, and win glory for the tribe!"

The first boy stepped forward, picked up a backpack next to him, and poured it into the big mouth on the stone carving.

There were small fish inside, but they looked a little listless.