I am a primitive

Because in his memory, the Son of God was not strong at all. He was able to become the No.1 of the Qingque Tribe and was admired by everyone not because of his strength, but because of his wisdom.

Bark looked at his strong arms. He felt that it would not be so difficult to abduct Shenzi with his body and make Shenzi obedient...

(Unconsciously, it has been the first anniversary of the book.)

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"Bang bang bang..."

In a wilderness, there is a sound, and a branch of a tree is shaking.

Through these budding groves, one can see figures moving among them.

These people were dressed strangely, with rattan helmets on their heads, rattan armor on their bodies, and backpacks on their backs that should never appear in this era.

This group of people is exactly Han Cheng and his group who left the tribe and headed south.

After walking for a while, Han Cheng and the others had already walked out of the familiar territory of the Qingque tribe.

At this time, they were walking in a completely unfamiliar land, even if they often led the trade team from the tribe to trade, they had never come here.

The second senior brother who was walking in the front with an ax held an ax in both hands and chopped down some branches blocking the front to clear the road. There were a few other people holding sickles in their hands to cut off these thorns and the like. Widen the channel so that the people and animals behind can pass through here.

Mao climbed up a tree, stepped on the branches with both feet, wrapped his arms around the trunk, and set up a pergola in front of his eyes with the other hand, looking around.

"Go there! The vegetation over there is sparse!"

After looking at it for a while, Mao stretched out his finger and pointed to the left direction ahead and said to everyone.

The second senior brother, who was leading the way with a bronze ax in front, heard it and looked back at the direction Mao Suo was pointing at. After confirming it, he cleared it there.

After walking forward for about 400 meters in this way, the dense vegetation gradually became sparse. After walking forward for a while, people and animals can pass through basically without much cleaning, and even the field of vision becomes better. Open up.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, and finally walked out of there.

Han Cheng looked at Mao and smiled.

Sure enough, he still has a specialization in the art industry. People like Mao who often take the trade team in the tribe to shuttle back and forth between the surrounding tribes, how to find a place that is more suitable for walking in this situation, is far better than him. This nerdy semi-primitive is good at it.

Before coming out, Han Cheng had thought about these things, so among the 35 people traveling south this time, all members of the trade team were among them, a total of 20 people, accounting for more than half.

In addition to the trade team, Han Cheng also considered the rest of the people.

For example, the second senior brother who became stronger after losing his big belly, and the grown-up son of the second senior brother's family who is not as strong as the second senior brother, but also stronger than the average person in the tribe.

One of the main purposes of Han Cheng asking them to come is to open the way.

"Everyone, rest for a while."

After walking forward for a while, Han Cheng, who was sweating a little after walking, said to everyone after his vision became wider.

Everyone put down their backpacks and rested on the spot as promised.

But this kind of rest is not the kind of rest that gathers together in twos and threes, but the kind of rest that is divided into three groups and each forms a circle.

The circle formed by the crowd was also different from the usual ones, not the ones facing inwards, but the ones with their backs to their backs and all their faces facing outwards.

In this way, people don't have to think about the danger from behind, and can monitor the surroundings without dead ends.

This is what Han Cheng came up with.

Being in the wild, in a completely unfamiliar place, and in this era, one cannot be too careful.

While everyone was resting, another person swiftly climbed up to a big tree not far away, took out the ax stuck in his waist, and chopped off some branches and leaves that were in the way.

Afterwards, his subordinates kept chopping, and within a short period of time, a large piece of bark was peeled off from the taller place facing the south.

It stands out against the surrounding brown bark.

This is to prevent getting lost when returning and not finding the location of the tribe, Han Cheng specially asked someone to do it.

This way, basically every time you walk a certain distance, you will leave such a mark.

If there are no such trees in the place you pass, choose a relatively high place and build a relatively high pile with stones. Where there are no stones, use wooden stakes to nail out an irregular circle.

While making these marks, Han Cheng also drew their route on the paper he carried with him.

Mao, a person who remembers the road very clearly, is also using his expertise to pay attention to the places he walks.

In this three-pronged approach, basically there is no need to worry about getting lost when going back.

When Han Cheng took a few sips of water and took out the paper to draw the route, Shi Shi was also writing something there with a charcoal pen and paper.

What he records are some strange things he encountered on the road this time, or some things that he thinks are worth recording in the team, which is a bit like a diary.

After resting here for a while, everyone set off again, continuing to head towards the unknown south, cutting through thorns and thorns...

At this time, under the guidance of the bark, the alliance led by the Blackstone tribe and aiming at snatching the Qingque tribe also reached the tribe where the bark lived before.

The cave still has traces of being burned by the fire, and it is very dilapidated.

Inside the low and dilapidated soil enclosure, there are some unburned tree trunks, which are left after the shacks built by the tree belts and people were burned.

At the beginning, there were some rabbits and the like that were almost matured under the shack.

It's just that those things were all thrown to death and eaten by the leaders of the damn Blackstone tribe...

Looking at the dilapidated cave and the courtyard full of weeds, Bark felt very uncomfortable, and his resentment towards the leaders of the Blackstone tribe became deeper and stronger.

After resting overnight in the broken bark tribe, everyone continued to set off the next day, heading south under the leadership of bark.

However, compared with before, Bark became more disturbed.

This is because he is only familiar with the two distances from the Blackstone Tribe to his own tribe, as well as the Bone Tribe and the Blue Sparrow Tribe where he originally lived.

As for how to get from here to the Bone Tribe where he used to live, Tree Bark was rather vague.

When he was expelled from the Qingque tribe, he was in a daze, like a person who had lost his homeland, wandering aimlessly.

He himself didn't know how long he wandered before he came from the original bone tribe to the tribe where he lived later.

He couldn't remember exactly where he had walked during this process.

During these days, he desperately recalled, but all he got was a vague memory.

Regarding the Bone Tribe where he used to live, and the Qingque Tribe to the south of the Bone Tribe, he could only think of a general direction, but he didn't know how to get there.

But he didn't dare to say these things. On the one hand, he was worried that the people who couldn't wait to attack the Qingque tribe would fight him because of this.