The bright moon shines in the sky, and the silvery and cold moonlight shines on the mountains and forests.
There were several fires flickering near some big rocks.
Not far away in the night, there were some very huge things standing.
Some of these animals were sleeping, while others lowered their heads and slowly gnawed some grass.
The people next to the fire were also sleeping, and snores were constantly heard here.
However, some people did not fall asleep.
Just like the taller person.
He sat on a stone some distance away from the fire and quietly looked at the dimming firelight.
It has been a long time since I took my people and set off from the tribe again.
However, what he wanted so much was still missing.
What I wanted to accomplish still didn't happen.
So much so that sometimes, this person can't help but wonder in his heart whether the things that happened before were all an illusion.
It's just that such doubts will disappear without a trace when he comes into contact with this extremely beautiful and useless weapon in his hand.
If it weren't for the desire to get more of these weapons to make the tribe stronger, I would have fallen asleep peacefully at this time.
It doesn't necessarily mean he fell asleep.
Maybe he will talk to the big-mouthed primitive woman from his tribe...
But regardless of whether I fell asleep or not, my life would be more peaceful than it is now.
As I sit here and think about it, I really want to forget it and take the people in the tribe back to the tribe to continue living the stable and leisurely life before.
However, after looking at this extremely beautiful, special and useful weapon in my hand, and thinking about what my tribe will become if I get a large number of such weapons, this idea will eventually become as unrealistic as before.
Decide.
"Alas~"
After an unknown amount of time passed like this, the man sighed.
Then he got up, picked up some firewood, and added it to the fire piles.
With the addition of these dry firewood, the fire, which had become much dimmer, soon became brighter.
At this time, the weather was getting warmer day by day, and it was actually not too cold when I slept without lighting a fire.
But he still lit the fire brightly.
Because the experience passed down in the tribe and what he himself had experienced told him that fire can not only be used for heating and roasting food, but also can effectively prevent the intrusion of wild beasts at night.
Many wild animals are afraid of fire.
Generally, as long as there is a fire lit, few wild animals dare to come at night.
After lighting the fire, the man returned to his original place and sat down, continuing to think about life.
After adding firewood twice more, he woke up a man and asked him to take over his work, and he began to sleep.
At this time, the night was already very deep...
The night passed quietly in deep sleep, and before you knew it, the darkness had slipped away, and the light shone on the earth again.
A new day here on Lotus Island starts with the chirping of birds.
Most places south of Lotus Island are inhabited by a large number of birds. Under such circumstances, it is impossible not to be busy in the morning.
With so many birds that have been chirping non-stop at dawn, it is not easy for people who sleep on Lotus Island to sleep in.
Of course, except for those who can't wake up despite the thunder.
Han Cheng's sleep has always been very good.
Yesterday, I touched lotus roots for a long time and was very tired. As a result, I was woken up by birds early this morning.
Looking at the many birds that were tumbling around, Han Cheng really wanted to pick up a bow and arrow, shoot them down one by one, then pluck them, disembowel them, and roast them on the fire.
If you disturb my dreams, I will turn you into breakfast.
Let you have a good understanding of what it means to be the early bird and be eaten!
However, thinking that the rule of not catching birds living on Lotus Island was set by himself, Han Cheng just suppressed such thoughts.
Taking a deep breath of fresh air, Han Cheng tried his best to suppress the irritation in his heart, and then began to wash up.
After washing, I didn’t even wipe my face. I just ran slowly along the path on Lotus Island with my face full of water.
While running, I looked at the scenery that looked different from yesterday.
At the same time, I was also thinking about what to make for breakfast later...
“#￥#w#4……”
Far, far away from Han Cheng, with the coming of light, some sleeping people also woke up.
Because the nightlife is not rich enough, people living in this era generally wake up earlier.
The taller people got up later this time because they stayed up most of the night last night.
When he woke up, the people in the tribe were already busy.
The large animals that were tied up not far from them last night have been moved by some people to a place farther away where the grass grows more vigorously, allowing them to browse the green grass there.
There are also people squatting under the big animals and squeezing things.
These are the foods they usually eat...
"wwwe..."
When the sun rose, led by the man holding a bronze weapon in his hand, these people set off, leaving the place where they lived for one night, and started heading towards a place they had never gone to before.
place, and then go to find what they have searched for many times but failed to see...
"wdwqq......"
The leader of the Red Tiger tribe, holding a weapon in his hand, spoke loudly to the people in the tribe.
He was urging the people in the tribe to go hunting with him to obtain food.
Under his urging, many people soon came out carrying weapons.
Not long after, these people, led by the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe, left the tribe under construction and went to a place some distance away from the tribe to obtain food.
The ruddy morning sun shone on them, making them all dazzling...
After they left, the witch of the Red Tiger Tribe also began to speak. She directed the people who stayed in the tribe and asked them to do things.
The things these nest tribesmen they plundered can basically be divided into two types.
One is to build houses that can be used for living.
The other is to collect and dig some wild vegetables around the new tribe.
After arranging the work of these people, the witches of the Red Tiger tribe also began to get busy.
She dug up some soil, poured water on it, and started mixing the mud...
She didn't bring much pottery from the tribe when she came here. After arriving here, she fired some, but it was enough.
So she wanted to bake some more.
In addition to this, the witches of the Red Tiger tribe have other plans.
The plan is to bake some pottery from Duoduo.
After there are more stored, let the people in the tribe take them around and see if there are no other tribes.
After meeting other tribes, I tried to exchange these pottery with them in order to get more food from them.
The nest tribes that were attacked and plundered by them had been doing this kind of thing in the past, and they had gained a lot.
At this point in the tribe, any means of obtaining food is extremely valuable to the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe!
So she really wanted to continue doing this very profitable thing.
From the perspective of the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe, this is indeed a very good deal.
Because it is very easy to use, the pottery that looks very magical is actually not magical at all. It is just made of some mud and then burned with fire.
There is a lot of mud and a lot of firewood. If you put these two things together, you can get very exquisite pottery, and then you can get a lot of food from other tribes.
Just thinking about this kind of thing, the witches of the Red Tiger tribe feel very excited, and feel that those tribes who spend a lot of food in exchange for pottery are a bit stupid.
After being so happy for a while, the smile on the face of the witch from the Red Tiger Tribe suddenly froze.
Because she suddenly remembered something.
These things are the three extremely exquisite incarnations of the gods that were exchanged from the Qingque tribe by the old witch of her own tribe who spent a lot of food, and were finally beaten to pieces by the old witch with a cane!
That thing looks really exquisite.
If it wasn't exquisite, the old witch from their tribe wouldn't have spent so much food in exchange for it!
She had seen the fragments after the three sacred incarnations of gods were shattered.
Having made a lot of pottery, she felt a little familiar looking at the white fragments.
Thinking about it again at this time, I suddenly had some bold guesses in my heart.
Could it be that the extremely exquisite incarnation of the god was also made by the people of the Qingque tribe?
The incarnation of the sacred god who was able to obtain so much food from his own tribe in one fell swoop was also extremely common and cheap in the Qingque tribe?
When the people of the Qingque tribe exchanged those things with their own tribe, did they think the same way as themselves?
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe didn't want to think any further, because the more she thought about it, the more she felt that what she was thinking was correct.
Many times, knowing too much will not bring you any happiness, just like the current witch of the Red Tiger Tribe.
The witch of the Red Tiger Tribe, who was very happy before, now thought about using the pottery made by her tribe in exchange for food from other tribes, she couldn't feel happy at all.
Not only am I unhappy, but there is also a lot of sadness.
“#@w##……”
She stood here stunned for a while, and then she shouted to the other side.
As she shouted, two female primitives soon came over.
These two female primitives are not from their original tribes, but from the nest tribesmen who were plundered.
“#￥@2……”
The witch from the Red Tiger Tribe said this.
She meant for these two women to be here to watch her make things.
After saying these words, she began to make clay embryos for pottery.
She was teaching the two women how to make pottery.
According to the original rules of the Red Tiger Tribe, if you want to learn these things, the first thing you have to do is cut off your nose.
People who cut off their noses can not only learn these things, but also strive to become the next miko.
However, the witches of the Red Tiger Tribe were not prepared to do this.
She vividly remembers the pain she experienced after her nose was cut off.
She had thought in her heart at that time that she must study hard and become a witch in the tribe.
After becoming a witch, you must change this habit in the tribe!
Now, a long time has passed since her nose was cut off, and she has become a witch in the tribe.
Nowadays, her nose no longer hurts, but she has not forgotten the determination she made in the past.
Teaching these people to make pottery was a decision made by the witches of the Red Tiger tribe after some thought.
On the one hand, it was because she was the only one left in the tribe who could make pottery. She was a little worried that if one day she suddenly disappeared, her tribe would lose this extremely important thing.
Another aspect is that it is too slow for one person to do these things. If more people do it with her, more pottery can be produced at a faster speed.
After understanding the meaning of the Red Tiger Tribe witch, the two women she called to them immediately became excited.
They widened their eyes and watched the movements of the Red Tiger Tribe witch with great concentration to see how she made this thing.
As a tribe that often dealt with the Red Tiger Tribe in the past, these people from the Nest Tribe naturally knew about pottery.
Many of them have fantasized more than once about how great it would be if people from their own tribe could also make pottery!
Now, such an opportunity actually appeared in front of me and others!
It's just that my tribe is gone...
The old priest is gone too...
…
After the witch from the Red Tiger tribe demonstrated to these people how to make a pottery bowl from kneading clay, she let the two women start making it.
It just starts with clay.
And after watching here for a while, she began to stuff the collected dry firewood and other things into a kiln that was very different from the Qingque tribe's kiln.
Then some clay embryos that had been made before were put into the kiln.
After all this was done, the witch from the Red Tiger tribe got some fire and lit the reserved fire port.
Soon, there was billowing smoke.
The witch of the Red Tiger tribe stood here, looking at the smoke column with a smile on her face, looking forward to the pottery contained in it being fired...
“#￥￥@#￥……!”
Under the shade of a tree, a group of people are resting here.
Suddenly, someone shouted excitedly and pointed in one direction...
