Chapter Fifty-Seven Your Arm is So Fragile

  For apes, logical concepts may be a bit weaker, but image concepts still exist.

  All actions are based on observing the surrounding scenery, and the function of the eyes is to see.

  After seeing it, an image can be formed and transmitted to the brain.

  Or it can be said that most animals have image concepts.

  That's why there is a scarecrow, inserting a scarecrow around the farmland, some animals will mistakenly think someone is there and dare not to get close.

  Even animals have image concepts, and apemen cannot be without them.

  Wang Yang thought, after bringing back food today, he would test their abilities.

  Before long, it was late in the day and Wang Yang returned with food amidst everyone's anticipation.

  He hastily finished his meal and then took up his bone awl and ran into the valley to find a patch of smooth snow.

  He smoothed out the snow and drew pictures on it with a bone needle.

  He drew a round head, drew a body, and then drew arms, legs, and feet.

  After finishing the drawing, he looked at it himself. The lines were straight and the expression was stiff. No matter how you look at it, it's dull, but that's okay, as long as it looks like a person.

  He ran into the cave, pointed outside and barked twice, then ran out.

  Everyone saw it and inexplicably followed him out.

  They came to the middle of the snowy ground, and when they saw the image, they curiously observed it for a while, then went up to touch it, and looked at Wang Yang foolishly, walking back and forth.

  "Is it just going like this? Without making some comments afterwards?"

  Wang Yang was taken aback, furrowed his brow, and looked very puzzled.

  Logically speaking, when seeing a human portrait for the first time, one shouldn't be so calm, at least they should point at the portrait and exclaim in surprise.

  Can't even draw well myself?

  He felt a bit depressed, thinking that his drawing skills were really not good, after all, he wasn't applying to an art academy, where would he have the leisure time to draw?

  But he gloomily returned to being gloomy, and still very professionally added a nose to the people in the painting, added a pair of eyes, added a mouth, added a pair of ears, and finally added some body hair.

  Then he went and called out all the people again.

  Their reaction was still very calm, they took a glance and turned their head back.

  Wang Yang was really blinded this time, wasn't he? Even if he drew poorly, a fool would know it's a person. How can they be so calm?

  "Is it possible that they have a three-dimensional image concept but no abstract image concept?"

  Wang Yang thinks it's not impossible, after all, painting is an abstract art that can't be touched, and needs to imagine the abstract thing as a three-dimensional object in one's mind. If it were sculpture, not only could it be touched, but also no need to transform into a three-dimensional object, because sculpture itself is already three-dimensional.

  He thought it was necessary to try something three-dimensional.

  He made an apple out of white snow and found two leaves and a short small branch inserted in the recess.

  Then walked back to the cave, picked up a similar fruit, and asked Wang Yingying to choose.

  Wang Yingying didn't even think about it and directly took away the fruit, unwilling to take another look at Xue Guo.

  He was unwilling, and picked up another fruit to let Zhang San choose, and Zhang San took away the fruit at once.

  He decided to try again and took it to an osteologist, who also took away the fruit.

  "Dizzy, don't you want to take away Xue Guo and see why it looks exactly the same as Guo Zi?"

  Wang Yang felt particularly depressed, and with a burst of energy, he decided to try one by one.

  For over ten times in a row, they picked up fruits.

  He came before a child, with a sorrowful face and said: "You just take that snow fruit to have a look."

  Unexpectedly, the kid really took away the snow fruit. Wang Yang was overjoyed and was just about to see his reaction.

  The child picked up a wooden ladle and, without hesitation, scooped up the snowmelt and drank it with a gurgling sound.

  "Unlucky kid..."

  Wang Yang felt a surge of powerlessness, always feeling that this shouldn't be the case. Why didn't they think it was a snow-made fruit model?

  Is it just snow in their eyes, even if someone comes out, is it still just snow?

  He sighed and overestimated the artistic sense of the apes again.

  In their eyes, even if they carved out a flower in the snow, they wouldn't have any feelings.

  This leads to a more hollow practical value, which is whether it makes sense or not.

  Making snow into a fruit shape has no meaning in their eyes, including drawing on the snowy ground.

  They may wonder what it is when they see it for the first time. Can you eat it? Can you wear it? No? Hehe.

  It's like showing cartoons to a tiger, it doesn't match.

  Wang Yang still didn't give up, he just didn't believe it, as a modern person, he couldn't find a way to make them interested.

  He thought that if he were to give a cat an ice-made mouse, the cat would probably look at it as if it didn't see anything.

  If you show a toy mouse to a cat, it will probably pounce on it and bite its head off in the first few times.

  It takes many repetitions before the concept of this being false is formed.

  He thinks he can start from this aspect.

  So on the second day, after finishing a series of daily chores such as bringing food and eating his fill, he began to make a fake person.

  The simplest three-dimensional model can be made with snow, which is very time-saving and labor-saving, and the plasticity of snow is also very large, pinching into any shape.

  He first stuck two short branches into the ground and then piled snow on top of them. After a bit of kneading, his feet and lower legs took shape.

  Then he placed two small twigs at the knee position to connect the thigh and calf.

  It didn't take long to get better again.

  Then he started making the body and head, and finally made a snowman by nightfall.

  Of course, but it's not enough just like this.

  But he didn't work overtime at night, it was too cold.

  On the second day, after eating and drinking enough, he plunged into carving again. He held a bone awl in his hand, drew two eyes on the head, and applied black mud to the eyeballs.

  Then painted a mouth, and applied the blood-stained red snow to her lips.

  It looks more realistic this way.

  Then he plucked all the brown hairs off the wild boar skin and smoothed them onto the Snowman's body, head, limbs.

  It really looks like a real person from afar.

  It just so happened that at this time the sky was dark and the night curtain was about to fall, and if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't be able to see it, so he called everyone out again.

  Everyone came out, took a look at Wang Yang and that "person", walked over, calmly said "Woo Woo" to Wang Yang for two sentences, and then said "Woo Woo" to that person for two sentences. I guess the meaning is, it's cold tonight, let's go back.

  Wang Yang saw that they had not discovered the abnormality of the snowman, and he was overjoyed. He followed them back, and when they were about to reach the entrance of the cave, he turned around and said "Woo Woo" twice to the snowman again.

  Others turned around too, calling out "Woo woo".

  Everyone saw "him" not moving, so a big man walked over and grabbed "his" hand to pull him back.

  "Bang!"

  The whole arm was torn off.

  That grown-up was stunned, everyone was stunned.

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