I am a Primitive Man

Chapter 442: tiger with staring eyes and white forehead

Initially feeling jubilant because his scheme was about to succeed, Han Cheng became somewhat embarrassed when faced with the Fire Tribe's reaction.

He wondered if he had been too harsh in treating these simple-minded primitive people this way.

After these feelings arose, he suddenly felt less satisfied than before.

Thinking this, he shook his head.

He didn't come here to do charity; with limited abilities, he could only take care of his tribe.

As productivity drove the tribe forward, the surrounding tribes of the Green Sparrow Tribe were bound to be affected.

By the time they realized it, they would have few choices: either join the Green Sparrow Tribe or be crushed and then join the Green Sparrow Tribe.

That is to say, compared to the bloody methods, the current methods, while seemingly insignificant, are undoubtedly much better.

At least in the trade with the Green Sparrow Tribe, these tribes have gained tangible benefits.

After comforting himself like this, Han Cheng felt much more comfortable.

People are sometimes contradictory or hypocritical.

When doing something that is not very glorious, they always want to find some reasons for themselves.

There is no lack of effect. Just like the current Divine Child Han, his heart immediately became much more comfortable after such similar self-guidance.

Han Cheng's psychological activities were naturally unknown to the people beside him.

After hearing Han Cheng's words, a few people from the Fire Tribe were more interested in watching Bai Xue weave cloth.

Now, they were immediately enthusiastic about weaving cloth with fine linen threads.

Bai Xue had already received Han Cheng's instructions before, so she did not refuse to teach several people from the Fire Tribe to learn to weave cloth.

Moreover, Bai Xue was very interested in weaving and patiently taught the Fire Tribe people.

However, it was not on the loom she used but on another one.

Otherwise, the cloth she was weaving would be ruined.

"￥￥!"

Huo Song, who got a definite answer, patted his chest to indicate he would be the first to learn.

He was the strongest of the eight people from the Fire Tribe, and in the tribe, he was always considered one of the best, whether in hunting or other activities.

Now, weaving linen threads seemed not tiring at all, and he thought he could master it quickly.

Bai Xue did not refuse either. After smiling at Huo Song, she began to teach.

How do you tie each linen thread carefully onto the wooden frame and use it to thread the linen?

Huo Song's confidence quickly crumbled.

These thin linen threads made him feel restless. Tying even one properly was difficult, and it ended up loose and sagging.

After much sweat, he didn't tie half of the thread correctly, which was even more tiring than digging the soil with a hoe.

Huo Song finally retreated, making way for another eager volunteer...

The fact proved that most women are better than men at tasks like needlework. With patience, they can do things that make men feel irritable.

After several attempts, two women from the Fire Tribe were exceptionally talented in weaving cloth, so they stayed here to be taught exclusively by Bai Xue.

The other two primitive women from the Fire Tribe continued to follow the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe to strip hemp, and the other learned how to use a thread to spin fine linen threads.

Huo Song and several other male primitive people continued as they wished, carrying hoes and digging these things, accompanying the Green Sparrow Tribe's pioneering team in clearing land.

A particular Divine Child gave them an impressive lofty title: "Learn skills, return to plant hemp and weave cloth, exchange for pottery, salt, and millet for the tribe."

Inspired by this lofty ideal, the people of the Fire Tribe were passionate in their pioneering efforts. Compared to the elderly hands of the Green Sparrow Tribe, their speed was not much slower.

The very generous and kind Divine Child and the gentle Shaman watched this scene with a pleased smile tinged with a hint of slyness.

Regardless of how lofty the slogans were, the addition of these energetic recruits from the Fire Tribe noticeably increased the speed of the Green Sparrow Tribe's pioneering efforts, which became an established fact.

So much so that Shaman quietly discussed with Han Cheng whether to keep these people in the tribe.

Upon hearing this, Han Cheng secretly laughed; Shaman always thought about the tribe.

Moreover, judging by the attitudes of these people, after staying in the tribe for a few days, they seemed to be enjoying themselves.

If they were to ask, there was a good chance they would agree to stay in the tribe.

However, this couldn't be done. After all, these eight people were like baits thrown out by Han Cheng.

If they didn't return, then everything planned for the Fire Tribe would come to an end...

Early in the morning, the Eldest Senior Brother returned with people to the salt mountain, bearing a heavy harvest on their shoulders.

There was no need to mention the antelopes and deer. Just the majestic tiger with its beautiful striped fur shocked everyone!

Even the eldest brother and his group did not expect the traps set there to catch such a fierce creature!

In the past, when encountering such wild beasts, they usually remained alert to each other and circumvented them.

Several years ago, the Green Sparrow Tribe also hunted down an old and sick tiger; otherwise, they wouldn't have succeeded.

But this time was completely different. The tiger brought back was in its prime, and its fur had just changed for the winter; when touched, it felt as smooth and comfortable as satin.

Han Cheng stretched out his arm and compared it with the tiger's paw; they were not in the same league.

Even when stretching out his leg, they were roughly the same thickness.

In his heart, he couldn't help but feel sincere admiration for Wu Song's bravery.

To kill such a creature bare-handedly was indeed something extraordinary that ordinary people couldn't do!

While Han Cheng marveled at Wu Song's bravery, several people from the Fire Tribe were also about to pop their eyeballs out.

They looked at the tiger lying in a heap on the ground, then at Eldest Senior Brother and the others, their mouths wide open as if they could fit a fist inside!

When Eldest Senior Brother went to check the traps in the morning, he didn't bring many people with him, and he only had about ten people.

And now, they had brought back a freshly killed tiger, which was such a strong one!

Most importantly, the hunters came back unscathed!

This...

Were they human?

With his mouth wide open in astonishment, Huo Song didn't know what to say to express his feelings...

Translation Notes

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wu_Song