Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
He held a few wild fruits in his hand. “Tribe Chief, eat this. It is good when eaten like this.”
During this challenging period, our clan has faced hardship. We are unable to hunt and have resorted to consuming wild vegetables to quell our hunger. We understand that wild vegetables may not be your preferred choice, but our current circumstances leave us with few alternatives. Let’s begin by making use of the wild fruits available. Once conditions improve, I’ll resu hunting,” Gary assured.
Due to their differing roles and responsibilities, the Tribe Chief had rarely experienced such hardships. It was customary for the Tribe Chief to receive priority access to the clan’s best resources, which was understandable.
Initially, Gary had reservations about continuing to cater to her needs, but given the Tribe Chief’s earnest commitnt to the clan, he felt a responsibility to ensure she had access to quality food.
Gu Chaoyan felt sowhat embarrassed.
Her reluctance to consu these wild foods stemd not only from unfamiliarity but also from the fact that her cultivation level rendered food unnecessary. However, if survival required her to eat, she would gladly partake of these wild vegetables.
Gary had misunderstood her situation, and while she didn’t mind, she didn’t want to burden him further.
After so contemplation, Gu Chaoyan accepted the fruit from Gary’s hand and spoke earnestly, “At this mont, the 500 ters are our top priority. Food is of secondary concern. Please don’t waste your ti on this. I was simply not hungry earlier.”
“As for hunting, we can discuss it later. Perhaps we can explore improved hunting tools?”
“After the events that transpired recently, I’ve had so realizations. With our current clan’s strength, relying on our intellect is paramount.”
“Alright, Gary, please tend to your own duties,” Gu Chaoyan concluded.
Gary didn’t seem eager to leave.
He examined the bow that Gu Chaoyan had crafted and then turned his gaze back to her. Scratching his head in embarrassnt, he asked, “Tribe Chief, may I study it a bit longer?”
Gu Chaoyan nodded.
She had no reason to stop him; he appeared genuinely interested.
anwhile, Gu Chaoyan pondered the best ways to safeguard the Five Elents people.
In this primitive world, land division was virtually non-existent. It resembled the nomadic lifestyle of grassland dwellers, where migration was frequent. The dominant races claid advantageous territories, while the weaker ones had to settle for less hospitable areas.
Here, a bamboo house stood, and for the mont, things were relatively quiet. However, if passing migrants took an interest in it, disaster could strike.
Precautions were necessary.
In that case, the need for a strategically placed trap beca apparent.
But what type of trap should they employ?
The trap had to harmonize with the local terrain. Fortunately, abundant bamboo forests in the vicinity provided valuable resources.
Moreover, it was high ti for order and organization within the clan. Each mber needed a defined role and responsibilities.
After a night of contemplation, Gu Chaoyan formulated a preliminary plan.
The following day marked the comncent of bamboo house construction.
Gary, Oliver, and Warren had eagerly awaited this mont, yearning for a substantial undertaking.
The rest of the clan mbers remained engaged in their usual tasks, seemingly oblivious to the bamboo house’s construction.
Gu Chaoyan did not take offense.
She began providing the three of them with comprehensive instructions on the project’s specifics.
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