Han Cheng now has one more job to do, which is to remove the burnt shell from his body bit by bit when nothing happens.
There is an unexpected feeling of pleasure, which is even more intoxicating than tearing off the skin of your feet after soaking in the sun...
The skin just exposed from the burnt shell is pink, but it will gradually become normal after a short time.
Most of the charcoal on Han Cheng's face has been removed, but he has not removed the charcoal on his eyebrows and above his eyebrows.
He was worried that after taking these things off, the difference in appearance between himself and the people in the tribe would be highlighted, and he would be ostracized.
After two or three days of ideological struggle, Han Cheng finally took action on his face.
Because this is a problem that needs to be faced sooner or later. Instead of being so hesitant, it is better to tear it up earlier.
And judging from the reaction of the people in the tribe to his existence, even if they really found out that his appearance was different from theirs, they probably wouldn't react too violently.
The burnt shell was peeled off little by little, but Han Cheng couldn't help but feel it.
The witch next to him saw Han Cheng's behavior and was a little curious.
He stood up from his fur and walked to Han Cheng, who was sitting next to him and had already peeled off all the burnt crust on his face.
The first time he saw Han Cheng, he showed surprise.
Han Cheng's heart tightened. Sure enough, the difference in appearance was discovered.
He looked at Wu nervously, waiting for Wu's next plan.
Within this tribe, the status of the witch is higher than that of the elder brother who is the leader.
"You look good."
Wu stared at Han Cheng for a while, a smile appeared on his face, and he said a word of praise.
He still spoke the language of their tribe, but now, Han Cheng could understand him.
Seeing Wu's reaction like this, Han Cheng Weixuan's mental arithmetic was completely relieved. He also laughed and said in the language of the tribe: "Witch, it looks good."
Well, Han Cheng is no longer mute. When he got better day by day and later pulled out a long strip of dead skin from his throat with his hands, he was able to speak.
After listening to Han Cheng's words, the smile on Wu's face became even brighter. He stretched out his hand and patted Han Cheng's head lovingly, and then called his senior brother and asked him to come together to see the brand-new Han Cheng.
The senior brother's attitude towards Han Cheng is very good. Although he feels a little strange that such a big thing has turned into such a small person, he can accept Han Cheng's existence.
On the one hand, this was because he witnessed the miraculous scene when Han Cheng descended, and on the other hand, he was influenced by the witch who took good care of Han Cheng.
Especially after Han Cheng peeled off the scorched shell underneath, revealing the little sparrow that returned to before liberation overnight, the senior brother became more willing to accept Han Cheng.
After all, at this time, a man plays a greater role in the tribe than a woman.
Not only in hunting, but also in foreign conflicts.
Of course, because the work they do is too dangerous, men are more likely to be injured or killed than women.
This is also the main reason why there are only eleven adult males in the tribe, including witches and lame primitive men, while there are as many as twenty-eight adult females.
Seeing Han Cheng's face suddenly, the elder brother was as surprised as a witch. He looked at Han Cheng carefully for a while, and then said the same words as the witch: "You are beautiful."
Han Cheng wanted to say that you are more beautiful, senior brother, but the language of the tribe is not rich, only common expressions, and it is impossible to have the vocabulary of senior brother, so Shang Ye had no choice but to follow: "You, you are good-looking."
Because of Han Cheng's transformation, the joy of having a half-grown man in the tribe did not last long.
Because there is a food crisis in the tribe!
The consequences of the forest being used for harvesting all year round are finally reflected in the harsh winter.
After the forest was occupied, although the senior brother and everyone worked hard to store food, more than half of the daily income was lost, which still put the tribe into a crisis of food shortage.
Starting from the day before yesterday, the eldest brother began to reduce the food supply every day, but it didn't have much effect at all.
Because some of the meat that was originally stored has now been completely eaten.
Without meat to ward off hunger, fruits alone are really not enough.
Moreover, there is not much fruit left. According to this situation, we can only eat it for another five or six days at most, and the tribe will be completely out of food.
Moreover, due to the cold weather and the long storage time, some fruits have begun to go bad, which makes the already severe situation even worse.
The atmosphere in the cave changed from leisurely and lazy at the beginning to gradually becoming tense and uneasy.
Others were doing better, but the two leaders of the tribe, Wu and Senior Brother, were the most anxious.
Compared with ordinary people in the tribe, they enjoy some privileges, but they also bear greater responsibilities.
Wu and his senior brother discussed some things inside the cave, about how to resolve the tribe's problems.
In fact, at this time, there is no good way, it is just to increase revenue and reduce expenditure.
The result of the discussion between the two was to reduce the food supply for the two old men and lame primitive men in the tribe except the witches, and half of the women who did not need to work, so as to save as much food as possible.
The eldest brother, on the other hand, took the people out to hunt despite the severe cold, trying to find some food for the tribe.
Going hunting in winter is extremely risky. Not to mention that the beasts at this time are either hibernating or becoming more ferocious due to hunger. The ubiquitous cold and the snow that has never melted are just a threat to primitive people who don’t have much clothing.
A weapon of great destructive power.
If possible, no one would want to leave the warm cave and walk into the boundless cold air.
But there is no way. If everyone stays in this warm cave and refuses to go out and fight, the entire tribe will be annihilated.
It was also at this time that Han Chengcai suddenly realized that he had thought wrong before. The primitive era was actually more cruel than the later generations.
It is true that people here can feel happy from the depths of their hearts as long as they have three meals a day, but these simple three meals a day are something they have tried their best and even risked their lives to achieve.
People, it is not easy to live well in any era.
Hearing the conversation between the old patriarch and his senior brother, Han CD couldn't figure it out. There was a small river not too far away from the cave, and there were so many fish in the river. Why did he have to go hunting in the sky?
Going to the river to catch fish is more reliable and safer than going hunting, right?
When he raised his question, the senior brother looked at him and shook his head: "The fish is gone."
"Gone?"
Han Cheng was puzzled. How could so many fish just disappear?
Could it be that these fish are also migratory fish and will migrate to other places to spend the winter?
Han Cheng didn't understand what was going on here, so when his senior brother said this, Wu didn't object and kept silent.
