"Alas~"

After being silent like this for a long time, the leader of the fox tribe couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He looked at the blackened cave in front of him, and then looked at the tribesmen who were looking at him expectantly, and recalled the terrible things that the wise god of the Qingque tribe said that was likely to bring, as well as the selfish god of the Qingque tribe, and then looked down at the pottery plate in his hand, which had been crossed off nearly half of the grid, gritted his teeth vigorously, and said to the tribesmen who were looking at him: "Join, Qingque!" ”

As soon as he said this, the place suddenly became boiling.

Many people who were extremely looking forward to and worried suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help cheering.

The leader of the fox tribe did not join in the cheers.

The moment the news was announced to everyone, tears welled up uncontrollably. Blurred his eyes.

This sturdy primitive man who was hunting, was torn off by the beast and the flesh on his arm was so large that he could see the bones, and he didn't shed a single tear, but he couldn't hold back his tears at this time.

He stood here, trembling all over.

After a while, he finally crouched on the ground, holding his head in his hands, and let out a whining cry, like a bullied baby.

The jubilant crowd gradually calmed down, and people's eyes fell on the leader who was squatting on the ground and crying bitterly, his face was solemn, and his expression was a little complicated.

Everyone who had been overjoyed that they were about to join the Blue Sparrow tribe all fell silent.

From the cries of the chiefs, who had never cried before in front of everyone, they felt something that they had been ignoring before.

They couldn't say exactly what these things were, but they could feel them.

After he and others joined the Qingque tribe, it seemed that these invisible things could never be recovered.

Human beings are emotional, and neither prehistoric nor posthistoric can be completely rational.

There are two sides to it, the good side is called human nature, and the evil side is called animal nature.

When animal nature triumphs over human nature, man can no longer be called a man.

With the crying of the leader of the fox tribe, the atmosphere of the fox tribe was completely silent, and many people who were infected by this atmosphere also shed tears.

"Chief, or we won't join the Blue Sparrow Tribe."

The one who opened his mouth was a man in the prime of life, and he was the old man of the fox tribe.

His eyes were red and his face was stained with tears.

Many of the rest of the people with tears on their faces also nodded their heads.

Some of the new generations of the fox tribe who are extremely yearning for the Qingque tribe want to persuade these people in the tribe, but after their mouths are opened, such words are still not said after all......

"No, we have to go, we have to join the Blue Sparrow Tribe, otherwise we will really all die......"

The leader of the fox tribe wiped the tears from his face vigorously, stared at the red eyes, and said to the people in the tribe in a somewhat transfigured voice.

Although the voice has changed tone, the words spoken are still extremely firm.

After seeing the appearance of the leader, even the new generation of the fox tribe who were extremely yearning for the Qingque tribe couldn't help but shed tears......

The people of the fox tribe came out of the cave en masse, carrying with them leftover food and some tools used for hunting and gathering wild vegetables.

They are going to the Blue Sparrow Tribe, join the Green Sparrow Tribe, and become the real people of the Green Sparrow Tribe, and they will say goodbye to the place where they have lived for a long, long time.

The leader of the fox tribe, who was holding a weapon and carrying some things on his back, put down the things he was carrying, and used the stone slabs that blocked the entrance of the cave on weekdays to tightly block the entrance of the cave.

He took it very seriously, as if they were going to come back to live there.

After doing these things well, the leader of the fox tribe reached out and slowly touched his son here for a while, and finally picked up the tools and other things on the ground again, and led the people of the tribe in the direction of the green sparrow.

Walking very slowly, turning back three times at a time, full of reluctance.

However, this time the leader of the fox tribe did not shed any more tears.

No matter how slow they walked, the people were still moving forward, and as the leaders of the fox tribe turned back again and again, their tribe's cave became farther and farther away from them, and finally it was obscured by some trees, and they could no longer be seen.

The leader of the fox tribe stopped for a moment, stood quietly in place for a while, and then sighed, did not look back, and continued to walk forward.

This time, he walked very fast, and he didn't grind like before......

Here in the Qingque main tribe, in the lit room, Han Cheng sat at the table, holding a pen and writing something on the spread paper.

This process was not smooth, from time to time there would be alterations, and sometimes, Han Cheng would temporarily put down the pen in his hand and bow his head in contemplation.

This went on until late at night.

Han Cheng took the paper full of words in his hand and looked at it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

He put the paper here, pressed it down with the rhinoceros horn paperweight, got up and stretched hard, and there was a crackling sound from the bones on his body.

After stretching his waist, Han Cheng walked out of the room with the oil lamp, carefully closed the door, and then held the lamp in one hand and the side of the lamp with the other, and walked towards the house where he lived under the light of the beating flames.

The light was still on in the room, Bai Xuemei was sitting at the head of the bed, holding a sweater needle made of bamboo in her hand, knitting the sweater here very skillfully, and after seeing Han Cheng leave, she couldn't help but show a sweet smile.

The two little ones were already asleep.

Han Cheng came to the edge of the kang and reached out to take away the sweater she was knitting in her hand.

"Don't knit, beware of being tired."

He said with all seriousness.

But the smile on his face soon turned out to be indecent again.

"Where is it important to sleep in knitting sweaters......"

After the lights went out, it was not quiet in the room, and some movement was heard.

Just like the two people who said goodnight to each other in later generations, it is not necessarily sleeping, it may be the same as holding their mobile phones and playing two games, and the adults who say they want to sleep and blow out the lights may not really be sleeping, and there may be some other things busy.

For example, Wu, who lived in the same house as Han Cheng, although he had already blown out the lights and had been lying on the kang for a long time, he still did not fall asleep.

There are a lot of things in Wu's mind that are constantly wandering, and they are basically all big strokes made by Han Cheng during this time.

Every time I think back to what has happened to my tribe in the past few days, and the population that is about to explode, the beauty in Wu's heart is not to mention.

At this time, he was still not asleep, and he still had a smile on his face that could not be dissipated.

However, after this smile lasted for a while, the smile on his face slowly disappeared, and his expression became serious.

Apparently something important had come to mind.

He wanted to get up and go to Miko to talk about these things, but after hearing some movement from the room where Han Cheng was staying, he had to suppress the thought.

"Alas~"

After a while, some movement could still be heard, and Wu sighed lowly.

It's good to be young......

“…… Son of God, with so many people joining the tribe at once, they may make some kind of trouble......"

Early the next morning, someone said to Han Cheng.

It was not Wu who said this to Han Cheng, but the senior brother who was the leader of the Qingque tribe.

More than ten years have passed, and the senior brother has faintly become a little old.

What happened in the past few days has touched the hearts of many people in the tribe, and as one of the three giants in the tribe who have always had a low sense of existence, the senior brother is also working this matter.

These are some of the things that he thought of that might happen and would be bad for the tribe after careful consideration.

Wu also came over at this time, and after hearing the words of the senior brother, he did not speak again, but nodded his head.

That's what he thought about last night.

As for how to deal with new people in the tribe, the Qingque tribe also has some methods and rules.

But these approaches are specific to the previous situation.

In the past, the number of citizens accepted by one's own tribe at one time was rarely even more than a hundred.

Such a number of people is naturally easy to deal with.

But this time, with a high degree of probability, more than a thousand citizens will be received at once

Under such circumstances, some of the previous methods and measures may not be very useful.

In other words, those methods and measures are still effective, but they alone are no longer good enough to deal with the current situation.

The two of them thought about it one after the other, and thought about it separately, but they didn't think of any particularly good way to deal with such a situation.

So he came to the Son of Wisdom and asked for a solution.

If it was normal times, the two of them would not have come to Han Cheng so directly and simply to ask for solutions to these things.

Instead, he racked his brains for a long time, but he really couldn't think of it, and then he came to look for Han Cheng and asked for a solution.

But not this time.

The tribes in the Blue Sparrow Alliance will rush from the tribe to their own tribe in a short time, if they don't come up with some countermeasures before they rush to their own tribe, then their own tribe may cause some unnecessary trouble.

After knowing the thoughts of Senior Brother and Wu, Han Cheng smiled and nodded to indicate that he knew about this matter.

It's hard for him to do this.

It's not that he has already figured out a solution in such a short period of time, but this time, the three of them thought of it together.

Han Cheng also thought of this problem, and was a little higher than Senior Brother and Wu.

"Let's go, come here."

Han Cheng said to Wu and Senior Brother with a smile, and motioned for the two of them to go with him to the office on the side of the blue brick and tile house.

Wu and Senior Brother also know Han Cheng very well.

Now that I see the smiling appearance of the Divine Son, I already know that the Divine Son has already thought of a way to do this.

Therefore, Shang didn't ask too much, and walked towards the office with Han Cheng.

Han Cheng pushed open the office door and walked in, then picked up a piece of paper full of words from the desk and handed it to Wu.

Wu was stunned for a moment, then took it, adjusted the direction, and took it.

As a model in the tribe that can be called a model of living and learning, these words are still known.

In addition, these things written by Han Cheng rarely have rare characters, so Wu doesn't seem to have a little pressure.

The elder brother also stood aside and stretched out his head to watch.

Compared with the very witch, the senior brother knows a lot less Chinese characters.

Almost half of them were those who knew the words, but the words didn't know him.

On the one hand, it is because the talent of the senior brother is not as high as that of Wu in these matters, and on the other hand, the senior brother is not a full-time 'civil servant' in the tribe.

Senior Brother Wu naturally knew about the situation, so after watching it for a while, he began to read it out loud.

The elder brother also ended the difficult reading journey and listened to the witch recitation with peace of mind......

As Wu continued to chant, the faces of Wu and the senior brother who was listening here gradually showed thoughts and some expressions of sudden understanding.

Han Cheng, who was standing on the side, had a smile on his face.

"Miko! It's a good idea! That's a great idea! ”

After reading all the writing on the paper, Wu carefully held the paper full of words in his hand, and said with joy and praise.

The senior brother also nodded incessantly, looking completely relieved.

On this piece of paper, Han Cheng didn't write anything, just wrote down the rebel bark and the lemon who tried to flee the tribe in vain.

It mainly tells about the bark, the lemon rebel tribe and what happened later.

Basically, the style of realism is followed.

Of course, in order to better show the desired effect, Han Cheng also carried out a certain degree of artistic processing on the basis of reality, and wrote as easy to understand as possible.

These two articles, Han Cheng is going to add them to the textbooks of the Qingque Tribe, making them texts that the children of the Qingque Tribe should study and study.

When compiling the texts before, Han Cheng forgot to write the two negative textbooks of bark and lemon into the textbook, so that they could continue to warn future generations, especially those who had newly joined the tribe.

Now, a large number of people are about to join his tribe, and when he was thinking of a way to deal with it, Han Chengcheng moved out the bark, a person who was about to rot his bones, and the lemon, who had died last year.

Of course, in order to better play the warning role of bark and lemon quickly, it was not enough to just write this matter into the textbook, Han Cheng also decided to arrange for the people in the tribe to tell them more about the bark and lemon as soon as these many people joined his tribe.