Even beside them, there were young children who seemed to have just been able to walk a few times. They were holding the legs of these women and using their movements to save themselves some energy.
As for the men in this group...
Mai Fan saw a pathetic amount.
In such a huge group, there are only a dozen adult men who can actually fight and defend.
With such a small amount of strength, half of the people have to carry the most precious and important thing in the tribe.
A huge totem pillar, carved with ferocious animal heads...
The remaining people are holding on to all the most precious things in their group.
I really don’t have any extra energy to take care of half-grown children like them.
As for the elders of this tribe... Mai Fan looked around.
There were no old people, not at least no old people of the age that Mai Fan remembered.
At the end of the team, there were indeed some elderly-looking people.
But in Mai Fan's view, their long hair hanging on their shoulders is still black...
Their limbs and bones are still in the state of their youth...but their bodies...are more or less incomplete, and their energy and energy are far from the old people they are today.
These people should have spontaneously fallen to the back of the line.
Taking care of the few livestock in the group and collecting scattered supplies that may fall down at any time.
And conveniently help the children who have fallen behind, push them back into the team, and get the progress back on track again.
And they also tried their best to carry it on their backs. Compared with these...
These children, who were just rushing on their way with nothing but their bare hands, turned out to be the best treated among the tribe.
The destination of this tribe is still unknown to Mai Fan.
But when he looked back, he felt that, as far as the current situation was concerned, the place he traveled to was not bad.
It doesn't mean the conditions or the environment...it's just that the atmosphere between these people is very comfortable. This alone is enough.
"Fan!?" It was probably because Mai Fan was taking too long.
The children who were traveling with him were afraid that he would really fall behind and give up on the journey. When they passed by him, they reminded him loudly.
Finally, Mai Fan was brought back from his thoughts and allowed this little body to move again.
'I'm here, what's your name? Thanks for reminding me.'
Mai Fan wanted to express his gratitude to that child...
But when he spoke, he couldn't pronounce so many syllables.
Only a few simple syllables could come out of my voice, which was as frosted as a result of the long journey.
"Thank you...name...word"
Forget it, the person being thanked didn't seem to understand what Mai Fan wanted to express.
He just smiled at Mai Fan and enthusiastically went to help other children who were about to fall behind.
It seems that this is the king among children and the strongest one in their age group.
In this kind of community, the stronger the child, the higher the prestige.
And himself... Mai Fan stepped forward with his reed-like calves...
Such a thin and short child, from the perspective of the group, must be the one who can't hold on.
So, how could a child like this become a villain?
Huh?
This time, the child's memory is still there?
Mai Fan, who wanted to know some clues, opened the diary and discovered that this child did not escape from this world.
He confidently waited where he was, waiting for Mai Fan to look through it.
So, what happened to this child that would make him embark on the path of a villain?
While Mai Fan tried his best to keep up with the large army, he began to look through the movements of the villains in this world.
It didn't matter. He felt that he was really lucky.
Unexpectedly, this child who can be blown away by a gust of wind actually has such strong spiritual power hidden in his body.
The reason why his body is so thin is that this tribe cannot give him enough food and sleep to cope with the huge mental consumption.
Yes, this is a child with wizard potential or the ability to be the successor of the next wizard.
And this ruined ethnic group now no longer has the ability to discover a child with wizard potential.
They regarded him as a weak child and a useless burden.
The rations allocated to each member of their tribe cannot even fill the stomach of a normal child.
Not to mention this special child who eats ten times as much as ordinary children.
Therefore, the villains of this world just wander around hungrily with the tribe.
While traveling through the wilderness, I finally couldn't hold on any longer and got separated from my tribe.
In his opinion, he was abandoned by his tribe.
In that sudden attack, the tribesmen were fully capable of rescuing him.
He obviously didn't die, he was just washed away.
He waited motionless for two days in the desolate wilderness and on the dangerous plain.
Only when hallucinations appeared before his eyes did he give up completely.
He was abandoned by his tribe.
No one even came to take a second look at him.
Why him? Children in the tribe who are weaker than him are well protected.
In his opinion, those people whose brains are really not very useful...don't they have less meaning to live than him?
He is smart. He can clearly see the skills taught by the elders of the tribe and imitate them with style.
It's just that his strength is too weak...
Some things cannot be achieved with just skills.
Those stupid big guys, with just a little strength, gained more than him...
He didn't want to go home and look at his mother-in-law, looking at him with worried eyes, sighing and shaking her head.
Yes...if grandma is here, she will definitely come back to me, right?
no, I can not……
The villain who fell to the ground had a vacant look in his eyes.
Grandma already has two younger brothers...she no longer has much experience in taking care of a weak child like him.
After having two strong younger brothers, was he just given up like this?
Therefore, he was a child abandoned by his ethnic group, abandoned in this dangerous and desolate wilderness...waiting to die.
Yes, abandoned tribesmen are equivalent to death by default.
But he did not die, nor did he want to die.
Even if I die, I will never die alone!!
As long as you let me live... no matter who it is, I am willing to give everything I have, as long as it allows me to live.
