I'm involved in poverty alleviation in a primitive tribe.

"It's okay if you can't remember them now. We'll take it slowly. Learning a few words every day is also a kind of progress. I also have many other things here with their production methods, which I obtained by chance. I haven't figured them out myself, so I've written them down for you to study slowly. Whatever you figure out will be considered your contribution and recorded on the leaderboard."

"By the way, once you've learned to write, the leaderboard will record each person's contribution in more detail to avoid any questions when compiling statistics later."

As expected, the Sirius tribe ranked first that year, but the second place was unexpected: the Great Horned Deer tribe led the other tribes by a narrow margin.

Jiang Ning then established a calendar system, designating this year as the first year, with sixteen months in a year and thirty days in each month.

In the future, all matters, big and small, of the Jiang tribe can be recorded in writing so that future generations can easily find the information if they have any questions.

"Now we'll start with numbers. To make it easier for you to understand, we'll divide numbers into two types: large numbers and small numbers. There are also some simple calculation methods for numbers that you must learn, and you'll see them later..."

Jiang Ning thought for a long time but couldn't figure out how to explain the meaning of Chinese characters and Arabic numerals to them, so she could only simply name them as "large numbers" and "small numbers".

The cold wind outside, mixed with ice and snow, howled past from time to time, as if it were the messenger of winter, urgently announcing the harshness of the season.

Snowflakes, like weightless feathers, danced lightly in the air. They twirled or fell straight down, eventually silently covering the ground and piling up into a pristine white world.

During this time, each tribe stays in its own territory, waiting for winter to pass.

Jiang Ning thus began her teaching journey with great difficulty. A student who could learn ten characters a day was considered an excellent student; many others would remember three characters today and forget five tomorrow.

On the outskirts of the peaceful land, a group of mysterious figures appeared.

"Witch, we can't go any further! That's the territory of the King Bone Beast. We'll die if we go in!"

The speaker was sitting on a strange, large bee. He looked anxious and had some injuries on his body. Despite it being the dead of winter, he was radiating warmth. His hair was matted together, whether from snow or sweat.

The woman known as the shaman was pale and also sat atop a bee. Two days prior, she had suddenly learned that she was to become the tribe's next shaman, and had hastily accepted the shamanic seal to become the new shaman.

She is only thirteen years old and not yet an adult, yet she has to take on the task of protecting the tribe.

"Chief, where else can we go if we don't go forward? To the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe? Although they are on good terms with our tribe, it's already deep winter, and their battle pets have gone into hibernation. Their warriors alone can't stop the Flame Bird Tribe."

"Besides..." she said, her tone filled with despair, "the shaman risked his life to send us to escape instead of letting us ask the Iron-Eating Beast Tribe for help. He must have known that even if our two tribes were combined, we couldn't withstand the Flame Bird Tribe now."

The chieftain was newly appointed, and he knew that what the shaman said was true, but he was still unwilling to accept it: "Is our Bumblebee tribe really going to perish at the hands of the Flame Bird tribe?"

The bumblebee shaman was also full of resentment. Their tribe had never participated in the struggles of neighboring tribes, and only focused on supporting their own people.

Unexpectedly, the shaman of the Flame Bird tribe suddenly became a Xuanwu (a high-ranking shaman), and subsequently, the strength of the Flame Bird tribe also increased rapidly.

Then, dissatisfied with the current territorial divisions, they chose to attack the bumblebee tribe during the coldest time of year.

The bumblebee tribe was quite powerful. Their bumblebees were agile and had sharp mouthparts. They could also attract swarms of bees to build nests in their tribe. Over time, they also mastered some beekeeping skills.

They traded honey with neighboring tribes, a sweet treat that was still very scarce there, which quickly allowed the bumblebee tribe to gain a foothold among the surrounding tribes.

Originally, the strength of the Bumblebee Tribe and the Flame Bird Tribe was about the same. However, as the strength of the Flame Bird Tribe suddenly increased, the Flame Bird Witch actually left the tribe and personally led the team to attack the Bumblebee Tribe.

Although the bumblebees of the bumblebee tribe are formidable fighters, they have a fatal flaw: bumblebees need to hibernate, and the cold winter is when the bumblebee tribe is most vulnerable.

The Flame Bird Tribe is different. Their Flame Birds have fiery red feathers and bodies that are not afraid of the cold. The Pure Bone Flame Birds are even more terrifying. A huge sac grows in their throats, and the hot air they exhale is enough to burn a level three warrior.

Originally, the Bumblebee tribe was on good terms with the nearby Iron-Eating Beast tribe. The Iron-Eating Beast tribe had strong ground combat capabilities, and when they cooperated with the Bumblebee tribe, which had strong air combat capabilities, no surrounding tribe dared to provoke them.

They had been living in comfort for too long and had forgotten the threat that winter posed to them.

Winter is arguably the default truce time here, with the ground covered in thick ice and snow, making travel difficult, let alone attacking other tribes.

But the Flame Bird tribe is different; they are not afraid of the cold and do not need to run in the snow.

The bumblebees were hastily awakened from hibernation by the warriors, and their fighting strength was greatly reduced. The previous bumblebee shaman was only a spirit shaman and was no match for the firebird shaman.

The bumblebee tribe was defeated, and only the newly appointed bumblebee shaman escaped with more than a hundred people.

Bumblebee Witch: "Don't be afraid. Maybe the beasts here are hibernating, which will save us from disaster. Keep going! Even if we die in the mouths of beasts, we can't let the Flame Bird Tribe capture us and enslave us!"

"Yes, everyone! Keep running forward!"

……

When the chief brought Lianxin to her door, Jiang Ning was by the stove looking at her newly sprouted black bean sprouts. These bean sprouts were thicker than peanut sprouts and not very tasty, so she just picked up a little bit to change things up.

Lianxin stepped forward and said, "Witch, a pterosaur has discovered that some outsiders have trespassed into our territory."

Jiang Ning looked up from the bean sprout pot with some surprise: "Now? In the middle of winter?"

Even level three warriors are unwilling to go out at this time. The weather is not only cold, but the ground is also covered with thick ice and snow. In some places, the snow is deep enough to bury a person.

The rocky lake was covered with a thick layer of ice, and the black water turtles had all gone into their caves to hibernate.

We use snow water or ice for our daily water supply. I don't know why the winters here are so cold.

Lianxin said, "That's right. I took a few people with me to follow the pterosaur herd to hunt. In the distance, I saw a group of people sitting on the backs of some kind of large bee. They didn't dare to fly high and just flew in the forest, as if they were hiding from someone."

Jiang Ning picked up the animal hide next to her and wiped her hands: "They didn't notice you?"