Let Go Of That Primordial Man

The sky gradually darkened, and the howling of wild beasts came from a distance, and in Niu Xu's ears, which was freezing and shivering, there was an indescribable barbaric taste.

Several male adult primitive people lit more than a dozen bonfires at the two ends of the entrance and exit of the small village, as well as in the middle of the village.

The raging flames illuminate the surroundings brightly.

During this period of time, Niu Xu greeted these primitive people loudly several times, trying to communicate with them well, even if he couldn't let the other party let him go, it would be better if he put himself down and didn't hang like this.

Although he himself knew that the chances of this were extremely slim, but what if it succeeded?

It turned out that those few primitive people couldn't understand what he was saying at all, and even just looked up at Niu Xu, then lowered their heads and continued to work on their affairs; The rooster is average.

Niu Xu's first effort to survive was ignored...

There were more of them, but they kept looking outside the village entrance, as if they were anxiously waiting for something.

Not long after, the women who were preparing food in the huts also walked out of the huts after processing a small amount of food, and joined the ranks looking towards the entrance of the village.

The atmosphere inexplicably became a little dignified, those little bastards covered in mud.

In this indescribably dignified atmosphere, they stopped fighting and gradually became more honest; they followed different women and looked at the dark night outside the entrance of the village.

After about an hour, there was finally movement outside the entrance of the village. Under the light of dozens of torches, a large group of strong primitive men walked in from the entrance of the village.

There were about a hundred of these strong men, and the weapons they held in one hand were very simple, generally stone spears or axes, or even a thick stone pillar.

The thick stone pillar weighing more than two hundred catties was easily carried by his master with one hand.

Occasionally, I saw a dagger that seemed to be made of bone, and it was solemnly inserted by its owner on the animal skin belt around his waist.

They carried huge prey on their shoulders, and it took four people to lift the biggest one together; if it wasn't for the familiar nose and fangs, Niu Xu could be sure that the prey weighing thousands of kilograms was a wild boar. rather than a nearly adult elephant.

The rich prey cheered the long-awaited women and cubs.

This meant that they would have plenty of food for a period of time to come; however, when a strong primitive man covered in blood appeared in front of them under the lift of two people, the cheers suddenly stopped.

After the strong man being carried was carefully placed beside the fire, the woman who put Niu Xu's Srubby underwear on a leather skirt jumped on him crying.

One of the primitive people carrying a simple stretcher pointed to the huge wild boar, and spoke to the primitive people staying behind with an excited expression.

A complex expression of surprise, anxiety, and grief appeared on the faces of the primitive people who stayed behind...

Niu Xu, who had been completely forgotten for the time being, vaguely saw a general situation:

These strong men who just came back should be the hunting team of this small tribe. Today the hunting team harvested a rare huge wild boar. At the same time, they also paid a great price. A big man in the tribe was seriously injured.

With the light of the fire, Niu Xu could see that the injured primitive man was seriously injured.

His left hand was broken at the elbow, and the lower half of the arm had long since disappeared. In addition, there was a long wound from the chest to the lower abdomen.

Although a layer of crushed plant mud had already been thickly covered on it, there was still blood under the wound, seeping out from under the plant mud.

After several years of working in a traditional Chinese medicine hall, Niu Xu realized that if nothing happened, this primitive man might be in trouble.

Even in his era when medicine was advanced, such a serious injury had to be sent to a large hospital in time for treatment, but in this hellish primitive era, where could there be such things.

Not to mention anything else, all kinds of wound complications alone could easily kill this strong man.

However, Niu Xu accidentally saw a plastic bag that was randomly discarded outside a thatched hut. He remembered that it should contain expired antibiotics to be disposed of.

The motivation to survive quickly gave Niu Xu a bold idea: Maybe he can try it himself and see if he can save this strong man with these expired antibiotics.

In fact, he also knows that the success rate of doing so is not high.

But if you try, no matter what the result is, it will never be worse than the current situation.

The problem is that before that, he has to solve a huge problem, how to fully express his meaning to these primitive people who do not understand the language, and persuade them to let him save people.

It's time to show off my superb acting skills. Niu Xu, who passed the time by practicing martial arts and watching free movies all year round, muttered to himself.

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The members of the Blackstone Tribe looked at their leader, who was also the most powerful warrior of the tribe, lying dying beside the fire with deep sorrow, and was about to return to the arms of their ancestors.

Except for the leader's wife, who was still crying loudly, no one else had any intention of speaking.

Suddenly, a scream of 'ah, ah' attracted everyone's attention.

Everyone heard the sound and looked, and saw that little white face with thin skin and tender flesh that was picked up not far from the tribe during the day was making such a miserable cry, as if being strangled by someone's neck.

Then, the little white face opened his mouth, and it seemed that after swallowing something, the whole person seemed refreshed. If his hands were not tied at this time, he would probably beat his chest hard, showing his strength. strong……

Such actions were repeatedly performed by that little boy.

After going back and forth several times, a woman carefully asked everyone in an extremely uncertain tone: Look, is he trying to tell us that he has a way to save the leader?

Maybe! Why don't you let him try, and if it doesn't work, we'll deal with him? A warrior in the tribe suggested to everyone.

After thinking for a while, everyone agreed to the proposal.

Anyway, the leader's injury has become so serious. According to past experience, he will die after a few days of painful struggle; with the blessing of the ancestors, let this little boy try, maybe there will be a miracle .

So, the little boy who was untied from the vine in his hand picked up the bag that they had discarded before, under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Like a baby, a few colorful and strange small particles were stuffed into the leader's mouth, and the leader swallowed them subconsciously.

Then, their leader's sturdy wife, Cai, snatched the strange man's bag, and stuffed a large handful of these small particles directly into the leader's mouth.

And in his mouth, he scolded indignantly: What's the use of eating such a little, as long as Kui is cured, it's not like the Black Stone Department won't pay you, why are you keeping it?

When everyone heard the words, they nodded in agreement, with a look of deep approval.

This kind of little boy who doesn't know which small tribe comes from is not like the warriors of the big black stone tribe, so grand...