I am a Primitive Man Chapter 283

Chapter 283

Under the cover of night, the curiosity and bewildernt in the Bone Tribe leader's mind grew heavier.

Because, at this point, neither the leader of this tribe nor the others had returned.

This puzzlent persisted until the next day.

Early the following day, after exchanging greetings with the people on the wall, the leader of the Bone Tribe led his people, who had finished their breakfast, away.

Watching the Bone Tribe mbers walk far away, the Green Sparrow Tribe, as tense as a drawn bow, relaxed considerably.

The shaman climbed onto the eastern wall and looked downstream towards the river, hoping to see a canoe suddenly appear.

Many others were doing the sa thing.

On the way, several miles from the Green Sparrow Tribe, the Bone Tribe leader, deep in thought the whole ti, signaled for the tribe to stop and rest.

The visions of herds of deer, nurous precious pottery, soft fur, comfortable houses—things that had long existed in his mind—now flashed before his eyes again.

But all these things would ultimately be separated by a tall wall manned by people.

However, this ti, the wall in his mind differed from before. This ti, there were fewer people on the wall.

Including the tribe leader, who seed wise and strong.

He pondered briefly, then shook his head and suppressed so of his thoughts.

Because even with so many fewer people, they still couldn't climb over that high wall.

"..."

After waiting a while, he glanced towards the Green Sparrow Tribe and then called out, leading his tribe back to their tribe, no longer thinking about this matter.

But many things, once thought of, couldn't simply be forgotten. Not long after they set off, the leader of the Bone Tribe unconsciously began to contemplate these things again.

How did the people of that tribe climb up such a high wall?

He thought about it and rembered the scene of the Green Sparrow Tribe people coming down from that strange thing leaning against the wall.

If they could climb the wall using that thing, couldn't their tribe also use that strange thing to climb up from the outside?

That strange thing didn't seem difficult to make.

"*&$#@#!"

The leader of the Bone Tribe clenched his fist and shouted.

The Bone Tribe mbers walking with him stopped as instructed, looking at their leader in confusion.

They had just started walking. Why were they resting again?

The leader of the Bone Tribe said sothing to the people.

After a while, the Bone Tribe mbers understood the leader's aning, put down what they were carrying, and eagerly began to follow the leader's instructions.

So went to find rattan, so found stones, and after simple pounding, they made crude tools for hacking and smashing. They carefully recalled the scene of the wealthy tribe leaning against the wall and going to find suitable trees to hack and smash.

The Bone Tribe mbers were particularly excited and vigorous while doing these tasks. The wealth of that tribe had left a deep impression on them.

Most of them had harbored thoughts about what it would be like to live in that tribe.

But that was ultimately another tribe, not their own. If they wanted to get things from that tribe, they could only trade with fur or insufficient food.

Now, reminded by their leader, they imdiately felt a sense of enlightennt.

Yes, they could still raid!

Once they seized these things, they would all belong to them, and they wouldn't have to trade their hard-earned food.

It would be best to seize their houses and walls as well. Then, when they lived in them, they wouldn't have to worry about sudden attacks by wild beasts.

"%$^&$*!"

However, not everyone was extrely delighted about this matter. After the initial excitent wore off, so rembered the nurous human bones they had seen to the east of that tribe and felt a sense of fear. They approached the leader and voiced their concerns.

When he saw the leader of the Bone Tribe gesturing with rattan to secure the wooden sticks, he couldn't help but laugh when he heard their words.

The others laughed along with him.

The leader of the Bone Tribe leaned a crudely made ladder against a large tree and climbed up it.

"..."

Standing at the top of the ladder, one hand holding onto the tree and the other waving, he preached his ideas to the people.

The Bone Tribe mbers who had gathered around listened with shining eyes and couldn't help but laugh.

Those one or two who had expressed concerns also let go of their worries.

Yes, the leader was right.

The most troubleso thing about that tribe was the high wall.

Now that they had this thing, they could climb the wall. Once they climbed over it, the people of that tribe wouldn't be their match.

Yesterday, they saw that the people guarding the wall were mainly won.

Their leader and many others were not in the tribe; they had either been eaten by wild beasts or gone sowhere else.

How could they resist them after climbing over the wall?

In the afternoon, three extrely crude wooden ladders were made.

The leader of the Bone Tribe seed particularly generous, providing enough food for everyone.

After eating their fill and resting for a while, they left the large pot here, covered it with grass, and carried the three ladders they had made with their weapons towards the Green Sparrow Tribe.

Thinking about all the good things that would soon be theirs, the Bone Tribe mbers couldn't help but smile.

So shouted that after capturing this wealthy tribe, they would sleep on the salted fish heap and wouldn't get up.

Others said they wanted many, many pottery pieces.

In the tranquil night, a few small boats gently swayed on the water, like cradles rocked by a mother.

Including Han Cheng, the mbers of the Green Sparrow Tribe who had co out with him, covered in fur, were all imrsed in deep sleep.

So smiled in their dreams, perhaps dreaming of returning to the tribe.

Leaving the tribe for many days had only increased their longing for it.

But they weren't too worried about the safety of the Green Sparrow Tribe.

Firstly, they had confidence in the tribe, and secondly, there were no other powerful tribes nearby.

At this ti, the weather was getting warr daily, and food was becoming more accessible. In such tis, no tribe would be foolish enough to start a war.

As the sky gradually brightened, a faint mist enveloped the river and the grass on both sides. Unknown birds called out, their voices rising and falling in the mist like a ga of hide-and-seek.

When Han Cheng woke up, he looked at the milk tea girl wrapped around him like an octopus and couldn't help but smile wryly.

No wonder he had bumped into a spider's web and couldn't escape when he dread of being chased by a snake last night.

This girl's sleeping habits were terrible.

It was strange to think that if the milk tea girl were still a milk tea boy at this mont, Han Cheng would definitely shiver and push him away. But now, it was different.

Although this person was still smaller than Han Cheng and still a primitive person.

Opposites attract, sa repel, as so straight n thought.

He freed his hands and feet from this person. After moving for a while, feeling numb, he reached out and touched her forehead. Then, his eyes lit up, and he realized that her forehead wasn't as hot as it was yesterday.