I am a primitive

Not to mention that satisfaction.

Especially when meeting Xiaowandou and the others who were catching grasshoppers there, Han Cheng put down Xiaoxing'er and joined the ranks, and quickly caught a few big grasshoppers, attracting Xiaowandou and the others to cheer and look at them with admiration, Han Chengcheng was even more satisfied...

As night fell, the Qingque tribe returned to peace after a busy day.

The small courtyard of the slaves between the outer wall and the inside was also in a state of silence at the moment. Apart from grinding teeth, farting and snoring, there was no other noise in the room.

After a day's work, everyone was already tired, and not long after lying down, they all fell asleep one after another.

However, the leader of the grass tribe was not among the people who fell asleep.

At this time, the leader of the Cao tribe was lying on the kang with his eyes open in the dark, and did not fall asleep.

It wasn't because she couldn't sleep because of the noise around her, but because she was thinking about something in her mind.

After coming to the main tribe of Qingque, the leader of the grass tribe decided to rely on the fishing artifact such as the fish cage to gain status in the Qingque tribe, and then learn the magical skills of the Qingque tribe, and wait until he has learned all these skills After that, I took the time to find an opportunity to leave here with the people in the tribe and return to the original tribe life.

But after seeing the better fish cage of the Qingque Tribe, her idea of ​​using the fish cage to improve her status was completely bankrupt.

The current leader of the Grass tribe has no different status in the Qingque tribe from other people in her tribe.

It wasn't what kept her up at night, it was because she found it seemed impossible to leave the tribe.

After coming to this tribe, she was separated from those of her tribe, and was grouped one-on-one with the elders of this tribe.

Although I can see those people in the tribe every day, I can hardly say a word in a day.

Moreover, the people of this tribe do not allow them to speak the previous language. If they find that there are people who speak the previous language and do not need others to take action, they will be in a group with her, and they will beat her without hesitation.

All conversations can only use the very complicated language of the Qingque tribe that they are learning.

For such a situation, the leader of the grass tribe felt a little worried, but what worried her even more was the changes that appeared in the members of their tribe.

When I first came to this tribe, the people in the tribe were very excited when they saw each other.

Although there are few opportunities to communicate with each other, people in the tribe will unconsciously look for themselves when they are working and resting.

After seeing her figure, they will feel at ease, and she can also feel that these people in the tribe want to come to her very much, just like when they were in the tribe before.

But as the time spent in the Qingque Tribe gradually lengthened, the leader of the Grass Tribe suddenly discovered that the people in the tribe had changed since he did not know when.

They no longer look for themselves as often as before, and they don't feel panic when they can't see themselves and the people in the same tribe.

Even, he was able to chat and laugh with the old hands of the Qingque tribe, and the relationship with those old hands seemed to exceed the relationship with the people of his original tribe.

Such a thing made the leader of the grass tribe feel terrified.

After discovering this, she has been trying to make a change.

She found as many opportunities as possible to walk in front of the people in her tribe, and if she had the opportunity, she would communicate with them in the language of the Qingque tribe.

But the effect was not good. As time went by day by day, the kind of things that frightened her continued to happen.

So much so that now, even if I meet people in my tribe, the tribe's people will no longer be as excited as before.

Treating yourself is almost the same as treating other people.

Even, far from being close to those with whom they are grouped one-on-one.

The leader of the grass tribe used to think that as long as she learned a certain magical method and found a suitable opportunity, she could leave with her own tribe, but now, she didn't dare to think so.

She even felt that as long as she told the people of her tribe these things, the people of the Qingque tribe would not need to find out that the people of her original tribe would be able to arrest herself and tell Qingque what she wanted to plan. said the tribe.

Although she was caught here by the people of the Qingque tribe, she was afraid, but she never despaired, but now, a deep sense of powerlessness has completely shrouded her.

Because even if he has learned many magical skills, so what?What if I found an opportunity to leave?

Without the followers of the tribe, relying on oneself alone, it is impossible to go so far and return to the tribe...

What kind of tribe is this!

Why did the people of my own tribe undergo such a big change after living here for a period of time?

The leader of the grass tribe didn't quite understand, but it was because of this that she felt more entangled and afraid...

I don't know how long it took before the leader of the grass tribe finally fell asleep.

However, she did not sleep peacefully, and not long after, she woke up sweating profusely.

In her dream, she dreamed that she finally found a suitable opportunity, happily looking for these people in her tribe, and wanted them to leave the Qingque tribe with her, and return to the place where she and others lived.

As a result, just after I finished saying this to everyone in the tribe, these people who used to be in the same tribe as me pressed themselves to the ground, and hoeed their heads with a hoe for hoeing. When he got down, even if he struggled desperately and shouted that he was the leader, it would not help.

The leader of the grass tribe wiped the sweat off his head, reached out to touch his neck, and couldn't help but let out a long breath.

It feels so good to be alive...

The sky turned bright, and a new day came again. The people of the Qingque Tribe continued to work, doing things that looked very similar to the past.

In the inner courtyard of the Qingque Tribe, a fire was already burning in the furnace that was built long ago to use iron bacteria to get some iron tools.

It has been left unused for a long time, even if it has been covered with a stone slab, it will not work, and the stove is also somewhat damaged.

But yesterday, it was repaired by the second senior brother and Hei Wa.

At this time, under the scorching of the blazing fire, the newly filled mud had already lost its moisture and dried up.

"Chi Chi ~ Chi Chi ~"

Heiwa pushed the simple wind gulu that Han Cheng made at the beginning, and it spun quickly, sending strands of air into the iron furnace.

After each gust of air enters, it will make the fire in the furnace rise up a little.

Here it is Heiwa who is whispering to the wind.

Although he is already the father of four children, Hei Wa still has a very high enthusiasm for things related to making pottery or similar things.

After many years of experience, Heiwa not only has extremely high skills in making pottery and making molds, but also is very good at firing kilns and furnaces related to it.

So after learning what the second senior brother wanted to do, he very consciously came over to light the stove.

The charcoal burning in the stove is also a good charcoal carefully selected by the second senior brother, the kind that will make a very crisp sound when it collides with each other.

When the iron beads produced by iron bacteria were used to make iron tools a long time ago, the second senior brother learned from Han Chengcheng that such charcoal burns hotter.

At this time, on top of the blazing stove, two pieces of black meteorite iron were placed, and they were being burned by the raging fire.

Han Cheng, who rushed over to watch the excitement, and the second senior brother, who was carrying a big bronze hammer, were all waiting for the meteorite to turn red.