I'm bad and I'm hitting a wall, primitive life requires hard work

The daybreaks come earlier and earlier.

In the Dusk Rock Forest,

The morning light had not yet completely faded, but the group had already started their journey with their backpacks on their backs.

They struggled through the dense forest for about two hours before the sun rose completely.

"Let's stop and rest first, and then we'll continue on our way."

Seeing that everyone looked a little tired, Yan Luo stood on a high rock and shouted loudly.

"Great! I can finally take a break." Upon hearing this, Ster immediately dropped his backpack, placed the wooden crossbow hanging on his shoulder on it, and sat down on the wet ground.

Fatigue and regret were intertwined on his little face covered in mud.

He looked so miserable, it looked like he had fallen more than once.

"Hey, be careful, there's pottery in there!"

Wu Lu reminded him loudly and reached out to straighten the slightly tilted backpack.

Xi Yiqi looked at Ster's pitiful appearance, shook his head helplessly, and followed everyone else to put down the backpack and find a place to sit down.

Her body was a little sticky and very uncomfortable.

This time, the totem was drawn by Wu Yu himself, which was obviously more detailed than those drawn by the clan leader.

Not only on the forehead, but also on the arms, there are some weird lines drawn.

Because there are so many people traveling this time, in order to draw this thing.

Nishi Ichisu was dragged to the open space while still yawning, and it took more than an hour to finally paint all the people on the trip.

What a waste of time.

Although she complained in her heart, she did not wipe off the "paint" mixed with the unpleasant smell.

When in town, do as the Romans do.

As for whether this thing can play a protective role?

In the past, Nishi Ichiki would definitely think this was superstition. After all, he had been taught to believe in science since childhood!

But now...

People have already traveled through time, so there is nothing wrong with being superstitious.

What if it really works?

Besides, no one knew what kind of herbal juice Wu Yu had added to it. Along the way, mosquitoes, snakes and ants avoided them intentionally or unintentionally because of the smell.

From the perspective of insect repellent alone, this thing is very successful.

Nishi Ichiki stopped staring at the totem on his body and turned to look at the group of people sitting nearby.

This time, clan leader Chen Qi invested a huge amount of money!

A total of five elite warriors were sent: Nia, Arthur, Ruth, Yanluo, and Leili.

I haven't had much contact with Lei Li among them, but he is as his name suggests, and he looks like a man of brute force.

In addition, there are Uluam and Ruth.

The children include Blackstone, Ster, Lanxi, and herself.

This way, there are eleven people in total.

For the Yanyuan tribe, which has only fifty people, this is definitely a big move!

The Warriors have sent out nearly half of their troops, which shows that the risks along the way are quite high.

You know, when Wu Yu went to the Wasa tribe, he only brought two people with him.

The few people didn't carry much in their backpacks, mainly some dried meat, herbs, backpacks, pottery, and some daily necessities for trading.

As for stone tools, baskets and the like, they hardly brought any.

During the discussion that day, Xi Yiqi said: Other tribes already have these things, and they can't be exchanged for anything, so it's better to keep them for our own tribe!

When everyone heard this, they thought it made sense.

So this time, the people of Yanyuan tribe carried more than ten earthenware jars of various sizes.

"If I had known I wouldn't have come..." Ste, who was standing aside, had a bitter face and was picking the thorns on the animal hide, muttering softly.

Nishi Ichiqi turned his head slightly, looked at Ster beside him, and rolled his eyes helplessly.

Originally, the patriarch designated Xiyi, Heishi and Lanxi.

The clan leader obviously intended to train them, and these three had already started training with the hunting team. Of course, they were more reliable than the other children.

I didn't expect that this kid, Ster, would insist on begging to be changed.

I don't know what the picture is.

When everyone was taking a break, a breeze mixed with the smell of earth blew by, and the leaves rustled in the breeze.

Suddenly,

"Click——"

This is the sound of dead branches being stepped on!

"Wow--"

Hearing the noise, the people of Yanyuan tribe were instantly alert and raised their weapons in unison.

Nishi Ichiki quickly pulled out his knife, and Ster stood up in panic, hurriedly picking up the wooden crossbow.

"Who is it?" Yan Luo shouted loudly towards the direction where the sound came from.

No one responded.

The dense vegetation is like a green barrier, blocking everyone's view and making it impossible to see the actual situation.

Everyone frowned.

Nishi Ichiki was so nervous that he didn't dare to breathe.

No way, we’re in danger just after setting out?

"Clap clap clap..."

It's footsteps!

After determining this, the people of the Yanyuan tribe quickly stood in a circle with their backs to each other and pointed their weapons forward.

Ster asked with a trembling voice: "Uncle Yanluo, is it the expeller?"

His small hand holding the wooden crossbow was not only trembling slightly, but also looked a little white due to the force.

Blackstone glanced at Ster and warned him in a low voice, "Shut up!"

After saying that, he tilted his head, moved his ears slightly, and carefully identified the source of the sound, as if to determine whether there was someone coming from other directions.

Sturt was silent.

There is no child who is not afraid of the Black Stone.

Although they all grew up together, Heishi was not only older, but also had a weird personality, was very strong, and had a bad temper.

Ste was beaten a lot when he was a child.

Everyone's heart was in their throat, the war seemed to be on the verge of breaking out, just waiting for the enemy ahead to reveal its true face.

close!

A group of primitive people suddenly emerged from the dense jungle ahead!

That’s right, primitive people.

To Nishi Ichiki, they looked more like primitive people.

At a glance, this group of people are very short, mostly about one meter tall, covered with feathers, with short hands and feet, and stooped shoulders and hunched necks.

The first reaction that came to Nishi Ichiki's mind when he saw them was two words - dwarf.

Then she immediately corrected her thoughts.

No, this world is not the primitive society of the Huaxia region. This can be seen from the hair color and appearance of the different people in the Yamaye and Washa tribes.

Even on Earth, primitive people are of different heights. The shorter ones include the Gauteng people, the Flores people, the Aldi people, etc.

The taller ones include Homo sapiens elders, Homo artisans, Denisovans, etc. Among them, the Denisovans are even more than two meters tall. The Yanyuan tribe, including the foreigners seen so far, are generally tall in height, which creates this illusion!

This group of people is very similar to the Flores people, a smaller type of primitive people, and can also be called Hobbits.

“Awooohouhou——!”

The leader of the group held up a stone spear with his hairy hands and howled wildly towards this side.

His face was protruding, his brow ridges were high, there was no trace of a chin, and the stone tool in his hand was also quite crude.

"Roar roar--" Yan Luo raised his spear high and roared back.

Then he pointed to the backpack behind him.

After a while,

The man on the other side held the stone spear in his hand and slowly retreated. At this time, Yan Luo immediately turned around and whispered, "Hurry up and carry your things!"

The tribesmen hurriedly picked up their things and began to slowly retreat, also carrying the supplies.

The other person's figure quickly disappeared into the dense jungle.

It was not until the two sides could no longer see each other that Xi Yiqi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that these people were not expellers, otherwise Yan Luo would not have chosen this method of dealing with it.

So she asked, "Uncle Yanluo, who are they?"