I am a Primitive Man

The wind blows.

The boundless wasteland.

The withered and yellow grass blades collided with each other, making a rustling sound.

The fierce fight came to an end when a wooden stick studded with bones was slammed into the chest of the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe.

The eyes of this Red Tiger tribesman were wide open, full of confusion and disbelief.

Blood was flowing beside him, and there were more people lying on the ground in disorder, lifeless.

His staring eyeballs slowly rolled, looking at these dead members of his own tribe, and through the gap, he also saw the big prey fed by this strange tribe not too far away from them.

I also saw these people who looked at them fiercely or with disdain.

How did things become like this?

My own tribe is clearly a tribe blessed by the gods!

What the witch said to her tribe before was firmly remembered by herself and others.

The food in front of him was obviously prepared by the gods for himself and others!

My own tribe is an incomparably powerful Red Tiger tribe that can be feared just by hearing its name!

I am waiting for others, they have already come here, so close to these foods!

Why did things turn out like this in the end? !

The man from the Red Tiger Tribe stared wide-eyed, slowly turning his eyeballs, looking at the surrounding scene.

No one could answer his doubts.

With such doubts, he died.

Pfft~!

The people of this tribe pulled out the weapon inserted into the chest of the leader of the Red Tiger tribe with force, and blood spurted out.

The body of the man from the Red Tiger Tribe didn't even move.

Just laying here straight up...

A fierce battle ended like this.

Not a single member of the Red Tiger Tribe survived, all of them died.

When the people of the Red Tiger Tribe dispersed and moved away from their original place of life, their glory also disappeared.

Perhaps, this is why the strong dragon does not overwhelm the local snake.

The dead members of the Red Tiger Tribe did not understand the root cause of their failure until their death.

It's not because the gods of their tribe are not good, nor is it because what the witches of their tribe said is inaccurate.

It's because at this time, they are already at the end of their battles!

After traveling long distances without food, they were already exhausted to the extreme. Of course, they were not the tribe that had a great advantage over them in terms of numbers and physical strength, and they were here to relax and wait for work!

#￥3WEES!

Among the new tribe, the strongest man planted the weapon in his hand on the ground, and said this aloud.

As he spoke, the people in their tribe moved into action.

They took off the animal skins wrapped around the Red Tiger tribe's body, left the weapons in their hands, and then dragged the bald Red Tiger tribe to a place far away from where they lived, and gathered together Burned the vegetation and set it on fire.

“@#SW@…”

Looking at the corpses of the Red Tiger tribe members who were dragged away by their tribe after being stripped of their clothes, the leader of the tribe stretched out his hand and scratched his head.

He looked very puzzled.

These people are all very thin and thin, with not much flesh on their bodies, and their ribs are bouncing high

Moreover, the number of people is far less than that of their tribe.

He really couldn't understand how such a person had the courage to launch such an attack on their tribe!

After scratching his head and thinking for a while full of doubts, the doubts in the eyes of the leader of the tribe gradually disappeared.

He seems to have found the reason why this tribal man has such courage!

He bent down and reached out to pick up something from the ground.

This is a weapon used by the Red Tiger tribe.

The leader of this tribe had seen this weapon before in previous battles.

The traces on the weapons he used before are left by such weapons.

The weapons he used before were strong enough, but when he encountered such a weapon, it was still not enough.

In a life-and-death struggle, under normal circumstances, it is impossible for only one party to suffer casualties.

Just like this tribe living on the grassland.

In the previous struggle, their tribe had indeed completely defeated these people of the Red Tiger tribe, and killed all these sudden enemies.

However, many people in their tribe were injured, and even died directly!

A group of people in such a state can still cause such a large number of casualties to them. The main reason why such a thing can happen is this kind of weapon that they have never seen before!

The leader of this tribe is very sure that if it weren't for the weapons in the hands of these attackers, their tribe would not have paid such a price anyway!

After thinking about this for a while, the leader of the tribe held the newly acquired weapon in both hands, and slashed down fiercely.

Kach~

With a strange sound, his previously damaged weapon was chopped into two pieces!

The leader of this tribe looked at the weapon he used in two sections on the ground, and then at the weapon in his hand, his eyes lit up...

Suck it~!

Bah bah...

Around the place of residence, there are animals that are gnawing on forage, sometimes some will raise their heads and make a few chirps.

Such cries, mixed with the blowing wind, made the scene extraordinarily desolate, with a sense of roughness and bleakness.

In the area where the people of this tribe gathered, everyone gathered at this time.

In the middle of them, weapons are placed on the ground, and some people are watching with some weapons in their hands, or cutting something.

What was placed on the ground and what they held in their hands were the bronze weapons they got from the Red Tiger Tribe this time.

Seeing the sawdust falling one after another on the ground and the easily cut pieces of meat, the people of this tribe all stared wide-eyed and couldn't help being excited.

Before, they were still sad for the people in their tribe who were killed by those who came suddenly, but now, in front of such unbelievably sharp weapons, all such sadness has disappeared.

Not only did they not hate the people of the Red Tiger Tribe who had been killed by them, but they also became grateful to them.

After all, if it weren't for these people, how could their tribe get such good weapons? !

...

Three days later.

A group of people set off from the gathering place of this tribe and headed east.

These people carried weapons with them, and the weapons reflected some dazzling brilliance under the sunlight.

They also lead the big prey raised by their tribe, and some food for eating on the road is tied to the back of the prey.

There were no clouds in the sky, so they still waved their hands and continued walking towards the east.

After walking for a while, some people were tired, so they climbed onto the backs of the prey they were leading by using some high ground or standing on the piece of wood specially carried in the team, and let the prey carry them forward.

The purpose of their departure this time is very clear, which is to find more of these extremely sharp weapons!

For this incomparably sharp weapon, the more these people use and understand it, the more they love it.

No one can have too much of a good thing.

What's more, they themselves didn't get many such weapons from the Red Tiger Tribe.

So after some discussions, the tribe made the decision to dispatch some people to find such weapons.

This sharp weapon is only worthy of a powerful tribe!

Like the tribe they met before, it was a waste of such a good thing to fall into their hands!

The tribal chief rode on the tribal prey, thinking these things in his mind as he walked.

After a while like this, deep regret rose in his heart.

He was regretting why he didn't think of these things before, why he didn't realize the great value of this weapon!

If I had realized these things earlier, I wouldn't have killed the previous ones.

At least they won't be killed.

In this way, I can know the whereabouts of this weapon through the survivors.

Much easier and quicker to find.

At least it won't be like it is now. Apart from knowing that these people came from the east, I and others don't know anything about it...

The leader of this tribe did not lead many people.

On the one hand, it is because they have to leave a certain amount of manpower to help manage the prey in the tribe and participate in the defense of the tribe.

Prevent someone from doing something wrong to their tribe while they are out.

Another reason is that in the previous battles, they have already experienced for themselves how scumbag the fighting power of the people with these weapons is!

Before, they used the old-fashioned weapons of their tribe and they were able to deal with it in threes and fives. Now they have all replaced this new, extremely sharp weapon. It's not easy at all!

The leader of this tribe thought so in his heart, and his whole back couldn't help straightening up...

The Tieshan residential area of ​​the Qingque Tribe is here.

Production and life have not stopped since Han Cheng led the people to this piece of land.

It's just that the scale of production here is much larger than before.

This is not only due to the daily accumulation of people in the tribe, but also an important reason is that during this period of time, many people came here and joined the Qingque tribe, and then After a short rest, he participated in the production and life of the Tieshan residential area non-stop.

Now, relying on this way, the number of people joining the Qingque tribe has broken through to 1,200!

As time goes by, the number of people joining will continue to increase.

Because the nearby people have basically joined here, the number of people going to the Tieshan residential area has shown a downward trend.

However, this trend is not too great.

At least it was smaller than Han Cheng's previous expectation.

Before Han Cheng, although he considered the distance and the fact that food would become easier to obtain as the weather got warmer, he ignored the Red Tiger Tribe who had been plundering other tribes!

With the Red Tiger tribe continuing to plunder and create poverty, there is no need to worry too much about how much food these tribes can get...

Son of God! Son of God!

Holding a hammer made of smelted iron, Han Cheng beat the iron ore here and there, breaking large pieces of iron ore into small pieces.

In the tribe, Han Cheng is an absolute privileged class.

If you don't do any work, no one will complain.

However, people still have to move around a bit. If they don't do any work, they will feel really uncomfortable.

At least Han Cheng is like this.

It was at such a time that surprise and eager shouts came from afar.

Han Cheng turned his head to look, and saw a group of people running towards him from a distance as fast as possible.

Han Cheng just glanced at them and recognized the identities of these people.

These people are none other than one of the teams sent by Han Cheng to recruit people from the tribe!

Black stone! Black... black stone!

God, Son of God!

The shouts of surprise in the distance sounded again, and compared with the previous time, there was a lot more content.

Han Cheng, who had already shown some smiles on his face, froze all of a sudden.

After a while, he threw the hammer in his hand to the ground, and then speeded up to meet the people who were shouting all the way back.

During the trot, Han Cheng's heart couldn't help beating.

Not only Han Cheng, but the entire Tieshan residential area, which is being put into production and life, has become restless and boiling because of the words black stone!

The distance gradually shortened, and Han Cheng recognized the person who ran to the front holding a black stone and made his body and hands black.

This person is none other than the sheep waist of the first batch of sheep waist tribe who joined his own tribe after coming to Tieshan residential area.

Behind the sheep's waist, there are many people from the Qingque tribe, all carrying some black stones in their hands or in the back baskets behind them.

Han Cheng's heart couldn't help beating violently just after a few glances like this.

Because he has basically confirmed that the stone that Yang Yao and the others are holding is the coal that he has been thinking about for a long time, but he has never gotten it!

Han Cheng knew a lot about coal.

My earliest personal contact with coal was when I was growing shiitake mushrooms at home as a child.

When the shiitake mushrooms are turned into dried shiitake mushrooms, the coal is burned.

In order to save costs, the family did not directly buy ready-made briquettes, but bought briquettes.

When I got back, I made my own briquettes...