After a century of worship, I became the ancestor of the tribe.

Chapter 26 The Situation, City Building (Please continue reading)

"Ah-Can, what brings you here?"

Huo Tang was quite pleased to see Shen Can come to his door for the first time.

He used to call Ah-Can to come, and he seemed aloof and distant.

"Chieftain, what's the situation outside?"

"very bad."

"The volcano has sent back news about the Jishi tribe, and the situation is similar to that of Yanshan."

Even the most remote tribes will need time.

However, apart from Shanghuang tribe, the strength of the other tribes in the surrounding area is actually about the same; they are not much stronger or weaker.

"Fushan, Jishi, and Yanshan can't hold out, and the other tribes will likely be in the same boat. Next, the plague-infested insects will sweep across the surrounding areas on a massive scale."

Huo Tang looked solemn. Despite the fact that the Blazing Flame Division had withstood the plague insects, Huo Tang was still very serious.

But when the surrounding area becomes a plague zone, it becomes a bonfire at night, very conspicuous.

What Huotang was thinking was also the same problem that Shen Can had thought of; otherwise, he wouldn't have come to find Huotang.

The Blazing Flame Division is facing a major crisis.

Even with witch talismans, it wouldn't be safe if the infected, possessed humans attacked the Blazing Flame Tribe.

"I have sent Huo Kui to the vicinity of Yanshan. After the possessing plague insects leave, he will retrieve the resources of Yanshan."

"Chief, let's build a city."

"Carve out a building from the mountain and build a wall from stone."

“A ditch was dug outside the wall to form a river.”

Outside Juyue Mountain, small hills stand like a vast mountain range.

Building a city is easy. Take the mountain of the clan as the center, select four mountains around it as the four corners, and dig ditches between the mountains to form a moat.

Tribes like the Zhiyan tribe could carve mountains and dig caves, quarry stones and build houses, so why didn't they build city walls around them?

A major reason is that the city walls played a very limited role.

A single wild beast could smash through the city wall.

The raging torrents that had been raging for months washed away the landslide.

On the contrary, the mountains that rise abruptly from the ground are entirely underground, stable and solid.

When the plague-possessed insects attacked last time, although the possessed people could fly, Shen Can could see clearly that, apart from the plague birds, the others could not fly more than five zhang (approximately 10 meters) and were more like jumping and diving.

As for whether the city walls can defend against wild beasts and martial artists, that's a matter for the future.

Once he had a more comprehensive grasp of the shamanic runes, he began to inscribe them directly on the city walls.

We must eat one bite at a time, take it slow. At least the plague worms won't gnaw at the city walls, which is enough to stop the humans from possessing us.

"Ah-Can, why don't you become the clan leader?"

Shen Can, who was waiting for Huo Tang's decision, was unexpectedly startled by Huo Tang.

He was so frightened that he backed away repeatedly.

Just as he predicted.

The clan chief, he wouldn't do it.

Floods and plagues—we've hit two in less than a year. Who knows what other disasters might follow?

The position of clan leader is purely a drain on one's lifespan.

He could waste the wild beasts, but he couldn't bear to part with his own.

"Well, Chief, I am Miaotiao. All I want to do in this life is to serve our ancestors well. I have no other desires."

Seeing Shen Can wave his hand repeatedly, Huo Tang was somewhat disappointed.

"We will also take out the meat stored in the tribe and the meat obtained from the Fushan tribe and other tribes, and use it all as cultivation resources."

"What will we do if we eat it all? You have no idea how much our tribesmen can eat."

Huotang thought of these big eaters in the tribe; if it weren't for the tradition of storing grain...

The tribespeople ate freely, and they finished everything.

"Chieftain, you're being too conservative."

Shen Can spoke up, "I've never heard of any tribe in the Great Wilderness where martial artists go hungry."

“Look, the meat from the Fushan tribe isn’t all gone, but the people are gone.”

"If we can weather the plague first, will martial artists go hungry?"

Huotang is not a miser, but he just hasn't changed his long-standing habits.

The most cherished thought in the hearts of all, including those within the clan, is to stockpile grain, meat, and medicine for good times, in preparation for natural disasters and man-made calamities.

Shen Can also believes that Huo Tang is ambitious.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have sent out volcanoes to spy on other tribes after the flood.

Not to mention, while other tribes were holed up inside to avoid the plague, they hunted down the last remaining wild beasts within their hunting range.

Shen Can had previously wondered if the Shanghuang Department would come knocking on his door because they had discovered the witchcraft, but just now, after his thoughts changed, his ideas also changed.

Once the plague is over, even if the Shanghuang tribe comes knocking on his door, he might not be as afraid of them as before.

"Chieftain, you took away all the beast blood. How many of your clansmen have secretly advanced to the Mountain Opening stage?"

Although Shen Can saw many of his clansmen display their strength while fighting the possessing plague worms, there was no clear distinction between splitting mountains and cracking rocks, and it was not easy to tell without careful examination.

"A total of eight people were soaked in beast blood; seven succeeded and one failed."

Huotang didn't hide anything either.

The tribe originally had thirteen warriors at the Mountain Opening Realm, four of whom were elderly. Two of the four elderly Mountain Opening Realm warriors were about the same age as Huo Xian, and their current responsibility was to take care of children.

It can be said that he only has the title of "founding man".

Excluding the four elderly clansmen, there are currently sixteen people in their prime at the Mountain Opening Realm.

"The number of warriors at the Rock Splitting Realm has increased to 189."

"Thanks to the blessings of our ancestors, we have improved our boxing techniques and medicines, which has enabled the number of martial artists in our clan to increase so much in such a short time."

As he spoke, Huotang looked at Shen Can.

The ancestors appeared to him, and Ah-Can became a shaman. He has lived for decades and has experienced many hardships.

These changes all occurred after Shen Can entered the ancestral temple.

It's impossible for him not to overthink it.

Despite his thoughts, Huotang had no intention of getting to the bottom of things.

Some things are better left unasked about. Years of experience as a clan leader have taught him that one cannot be a good clan leader if one is neither deaf nor mute.

Otherwise, even a small matter from each of his more than two thousand clansmen would overwhelm him.

"It's time to bring out all the meat. Almost all the clan members who are capable of advancing to the Mountain Opening stage have already done so."

"I still lack the remaining energy; even if I soak in beast blood, the chances of success are slim."

The Blazing Flame Tribe's resources are not yet sufficient to allow just anyone to advance to the Mountain-Opening Realm by soaking them in beast blood.

The short-lived benefits of the improved Kui Niu boxing and the medicinal formula have probably been exhausted by now.

Even if the remaining clansmen have the opportunity to improve their abilities, their strength is still somewhat lacking, and they need time to mature.

Unfortunately, natural disasters are frequent; this wilderness is truly a wonderful place.

We can only do intermediate repairs.

"Chieftain, the aunts in the tribe are also in good health, but they are unable to go out to gather resources now. We have collected resources from the Fushan tribe and other tribes, so there is no rush to make and repair various items."

Since the uncles are busy outside, the aunties can definitely step in and help out.

The women of the tribe are all exceptional, something Shen Can knows all too well.

In the past, due to the shortage of meat, most of the tribe's martial arts training and meat consumption tended to be done by men.

In Shen Can's view, preventing his aunt and the others from going out hunting could actually help them guard the tribe.

The root of the problem lies in insufficient resources.

Now the reserves of the Yanshan tribe are almost back. The combined reserves of the Zhiyan, Fushan, and Yanshan tribes are more than enough to support the Zhiyan clan and allow them to eat to their hearts' content.

The essence of basic martial arts lies in food.

As for what to do after eating...

I've been practicing martial arts all my life, and if I still can't get enough to eat, then I'm going to be very unhappy.

……

On the same day that they discussed it, Huotang, in the name of the clan chief, arranged for the tribe to start working on it.

As the clan leader, he even personally took charge of operating the quarry.

The tribal mountain is located five miles away in a straight line at its southwest corner, and the entire mountain is only about fifty feet high.

When the fire gong struck, the small hill roared, cracks appeared, and rubble tumbled down.

For warriors of the Great Wilderness, quarrying stones is an easy task; they are strong and can simply brute force their way through.

This is one of the reasons why people are reluctant to build cities.

Unless it is ore, ordinary stone is too weak.

However, it's enough to guard against possessing plague insects.

After the rubble settled, Shen Can stepped forward but hadn't made a move yet.

“Temple Master, you are not in good health, let us do it.”

A burly woman, about two meters tall, spoke up, picked up a huge rock, and started walking.

Many healthy women around were drawn to the stones.

“That’s right, Temple Master, you’re too small for this kind of work.”

The words 'weak' and 'small' kept hitting his ears, and Shen Can turned around and jumped onto A Yu's back.

"Ayu, let's go."

……

Inside the ancestral temple.

Shen Can's punches were like those of a Kui, generating gusts of wind.

Even when there was no plague, he never missed practicing the Kui Niu Fist three times a day, even when inspecting the tribe.

Ah Yu was practicing her boxing on the side.

He has already taught Ayu the superior Kui Niu Fist, but the movements are a bit clumsy, and he is still in the process of learning and understanding it again.

Of course, it was taught under the guise of guidance, without telling Ah Yu the specifics.

According to his observation, the effect of the superior-grade Kui Niu Fist on A Yu was quite different from his own, but it was still a significant improvement over the mid-grade version.

This should be related to the idea that all supernatural powers eventually converge into one.

Ah Yu was just the beginning; Shen Can planned to pass on the superior Kui Niu Fist technique quietly.

With his current influence in the tribe, he can do this without causing any further conflict with his ancestors.

Our ancestors had it tough too.

(End of this chapter)