Ma Xiaoxiao, who had been wandering on the land for several months, did not meet Xiao Hei, but took her to find his own tribe first on Friday.

When Friday returns to the tribe with Ma Xiaoxiao, his tribe is experiencing an invasion from other tribes.

Seeing that his own people were fighting each other with spears against the invaders of foreign tribes, Friday threw off his bags without saying a word, picked up his bow and arrows and shot at the enemy without mercy.

Although compared to the machine gun, Friday's firepower is nothing in the eyes of Ma Xiaoxiao, a pseudo-orangutan who has seen a bigger scene on TV, but in the eyes of the local natives, this kind of firepower that can shoot down more than 10 people in a few clicks is still too shocking.

Therefore, when more than 10 people fell at once, both the invader and the invaded could be said to be shocked, until the invaded party saw clearly that the person with the strange weapon belonged to his side and at the same time let out an excited shout, becoming more courageous, so that the invader had to hastily leave the injured and quickly evacuate.

As soon as the intruders left, a woman of not delicate figure rushed out of the crowd, and Friday put down her bow and arrows and opened her arms to meet the woman.

"Mother, I'm back." Friday said as he opened his arms and hugged his mother.

The words in Friday's mouth made Ma Xiaoxiao a little embarrassed for the first time, because she thought that this woman who didn't look very old was Friday's wife or something, hmm...... In this way, Friday itself must not be very old, right? But then again, at what age did his mother give birth to him? It can't be that you have completed the task of having a baby when you are just an adult!!! …… Therefore, in primitive society, some customs really make people feel all kinds of discomfort!!!!

After hugging his mother on Friday, many men and women of different ages rushed out of the crowd to hug him.

After analyzing the conversation between Friday and this group of people with his ears, Ma Xiaoxiao had to admit that there seemed to be a lot of brothers and sisters on Friday, but such a large group of relatives and friends was enough for Ma Xiaoxiao to understand one thing, that is, Friday's tribe should belong to that kind of patrilineal society and should be a polygamous system.

Ma Xiaoxiao's analysis was not wrong, because after hugging these people one by one, Friday ran to the old man standing in the middle of the crowd, with feathers on his head and a lot of bone products on his body.

"Father." Friday ran to the old man, and the first thing he did was to half-kneel in front of the old man, raise his head and call out to his father.

"I knew you would come back alive, because as the number one warrior, you have never let me down." Friday's father, the current chief of the tribe, said in a majestic voice to the son who had always behaved best all along, kneeling before him.

"Father, I came back alive this time because she saved me at the time." Friday pointed behind him and said again to his father.

"Who?" Friday's father, the chief of the tribe, followed his son's finger and found that there was no one there, and he not only asked questions.

"It's ......." This time Friday finally turned his head in the direction of his finger, but when Friday turned his head, his last word was not said by him, because the direction of his finger was indeed empty, and of course, there was no trace of orangutans and cats.

After seeing that there were no people or creatures in the direction he was pointing, Friday couldn't kneel this time, he basically changed from kneeling to running, and quickly ran to the place where Ma Xiaoxiao was standing before.

Quickly looked around with his eyes up and down, left and right, until he found Ma Xiaoxiao and Maomao squatting on a tree not far away, Friday can be regarded as completely exhaling the breath he had just forgotten to exhale.

"Can you come down? With me here, I promise no one will hurt you here. Running to the bottom of the tree, Friday raised his head and said to Ma Xiaoxiao, who was squatting in the middle of the branch and watching the excitement for a long time.

"You said it saved you, which one?" Out of curiosity, the tribal chief, who arrived later, stood behind his son and asked.

"It's her." Friday stretched out his hand again, skimmed over the cat, and pointed at Ma Xiaoxiao and said to his father.

Looking at the finger that Friday pointed at him at this time, and the native Ma Xiaoxiao who had formed a circle around the tree out of curiosity, indicating that he was able to understand many of the indigenous languages of this tribe, he couldn't help but express something.

With a mouthful of white teeth, the first thing Ma Xiaoxiao did was to wave his arms at the natives below with the smiling faces of orangutans, and under her leadership, the cat actually learned from Ma Xiaoxiao's appearance very magically at this time, stretched out one of its small paws and waved it twice at the crowd under the tree like a review.

After a friendly meeting, Ma Xiaoxiao did not plan to continue to watch the ceremony of dealing with the prisoners, because she admitted that whether she was in a hostile position or not, she really couldn't calmly witness any process of any human being being killed without resistance, and that would indeed cause her nightmares, after all, for her, the sense of substitution was indeed too strong.

It was not the same as the feeling of watching the tribes fight each other just now, because Ma Xiaoxiao didn't feel scared at that time, she knew that this was the survival mode of the natives of the world she was in now.

But that didn't mean she could keep her composure when she saw the captives being pushed onto a stone platform.

At the first moment, Ma Xiaoxiao chose to avoid it, and quietly withdrew from the crowd around the stone platform with the spears in his hands in his hands, waiting for the prisoners to be processed.

When the first scream that was enough to puncture the eardrum reached his ears, Ma Xiaoxiao, who was squatting in the corner, had to stretch out his hands and cover his ears.

In fact, Ma Xiaoxiao also feels that she is quite contradictory now, because, when she attacked her for the first time on Friday, she basically chose to fight back without thinking about it at that time, and she really didn't know why she still had such a bad reaction after experiencing such a long time of primitive life, is it just because they all belong to human beings, and she belongs to the side that has not been attacked in any way?

Well, Ma Xiaoxiao has to admit that if she is attacked by the natives here one day, and she can't choose to avoid it, she thinks that in order for herself to continue to live, she should also choose to wave a weapon to fight back, but she thinks that as long as the natives don't choose to take the initiative to attack her, then it is estimated that she will not take the initiative to attack the natives.