I am a Primitive Man

“#@*≈ap;ap;！”

After contemplating for a while, the leader of the Green tribe gradually replaced the worry on his face with increasingly joyful expressions.

Smiling broadly, he patted the shoulder of the person who had spoken earlier to show appreciation and encouragement. Then, with an excited demeanor, he announced the decision he had made to the others in the tribe.

The leader of the Green tribe, armed with weapons and excitement, bypassed a clump of bushes with a somewhat cautious approach, heading toward the location where the smoke column rose.

As he walked, he calculated in his mind the words spoken by the tribe member earlier, finding them more and more reasonable.

Pottery containing soup, placed over the flame, wouldn't break no matter how it was burned. He had seen and practiced it himself.

So, if the neighboring prosperous tribe caught fire, the pottery inside shouldn't burn either.

In this case, wouldn't he be able to obtain pottery for free?

Thinking about the large herd of deer in the prosperous tribe, the leader of the Green tribe became even more enthusiastic. It would be even better if he and the others could obtain some deer from here.

Also, it would be best if the mate of the neighboring tribe's leader with the big buttocks could stay behind…

The leader of the Green tribe became happier the more he thought about it. The fear of the big fire quickly dissipated with the huge benefits that followed.

However, his excitement didn't last too long.

“#@*^！”

The branches that constantly swayed before his eyes, blocking his view, disappeared, and the sight suddenly became clear. He could see everything.

The strange ‘wall' made of piled-up mud became even taller. It stood quietly there, and though it was still far away, the leader of the Green tribe could sense the oppression it exuded.

The thick smoke column didn't rise from the strange ‘wall' arranged in a circle but from the other side of that wall.

Approaching closer, he could already see the massive flames rising under the thick smoke column and the large group of people standing beside the flames.

Watching this scene, completely different from what he had expected, the leader of the Green tribe was stunned. In addition to the disappointment, he couldn't help but make a series of displeased sounds to vent his frustration.

He suddenly wanted to rush over with people and light a fire behind the strange ‘wall.'

This way, they could get many, many things.

However, this idea quickly shattered because the people standing by the strange ‘wall' had already noticed their presence.

Shouting to sound the alarm, their voices were loud enough for him to faintly hear some of it from here.

Watching the flames, those gathered not far from the fire quickly took action. Some rushed quickly toward the entrance of the ‘wall,' and others, pounding their chests and waving their weapons, shouted at them, issuing warnings and demonstrations.

The leader of the Green tribe looked at the number of people in that group and then glanced at the people he brought. Suddenly, he felt a bit afraid, worrying that the group, obviously larger than his own, might charge towards them and engage in a fight.

However, he was mistaken again. The people who had been demonstrating against them didn't charge over. Instead, after the initial group entered the strange ‘wall,' they remained vigilant while looking in their direction and moved toward the wall. In no time, they all disappeared.

Soon after, they reappeared on the strange wall, showing half of their bodies and holding weapons.

At this point, the leader of the Green tribe is finally fully awake. Watching this scene, he suddenly remembered the evil tribe he had heard about during the festive gathering, which had captured all the young and old members of the pig tribe. He also recalled the numerous bones not completely burned on the other side of the strange wall.

He wiped off the sweat that had appeared on his head at some point, walked over to the tribe member who had warned him earlier, and slapped him on the shoulder to express admonition.

“@#￥！”

Standing there, he calmed his emotions a bit. Carrying the tribe members, they set off again towards the prosperous tribe.

To express their friendliness and that they came without malice, he specifically instructed someone to prominently carry the food they brought for trading.

The people of the Green tribe obediently followed the leader's command.

Everything that had just happened before their eyes made them witness the strength of this tribe.

The last time they came, they experienced the prosperity of this tribe. This time, they felt its power.

Han Cheng, who climbed the ladder and stood on the low wall with the Eldest Senior Brother and the rest wielding weapons, was unaware of the unintentional military-like muscle-showing behavior of the Green tribe that had impressed the incoming tribe.

He watched those thirteen people approaching, feeling they shouldn't be here to attack the Green tribe.

Firstly, the number of people was too few, and secondly, it was the most abundant season for food, and no tribe would want to start a battle easily at this time.

This was easily understandable. Even when fierce carnivorous animals encountered each other, they usually engaged in a brief battle and wouldn't easily start a life-and-death fight.

Moreover, these people were more intelligent than them.

Of course, despite these thoughts, there should be no lack of vigilance. He couldn't afford to overturn a big sailboat in the gutter.

Seeing the green color on the heads of those who approached from a distance, Han Cheng confirmed their identity. As expected, they came for trade.

“@！%~!”

Even before reaching them, the leader of the Green tribe began shouting to express goodwill. He first pointed to the still green grass on his head, proving they were not strangers. Then, he dropped his weapon and raised the food he was carrying high, expressing his good intentions.

Fearing that the people standing on the high ‘wall,' armed and ready to strike, might attack them, he dared not provoke them.

“%#@What”

The Eldest Senior Brother put down his weapon, and using a mixture of Mandarin and gestures, he sternly questioned the approaching leader of the Green tribe, showing a somewhat domineering aura, making it hard to associate him with the person who was happily carrying manure with a shovel a few days ago.

The leader of the Green tribe put down the food he was holding and raised his head to look at the people of the Green tribe, the green grass on his head falling all over the place…

“%#@……”

He gestured animatedly.

After some communication, the people of the Green tribe were allowed to enter for trading. However, before entering, all their weapons had to be left outside…

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