Han Cheng wanted to go out and have a look, and his idea was unprecedentedly strong.

It is not to look for iron ore and copper ore, which are of great use to the Qingque tribe, nor to look for hemp, beans, bamboo and other crops that are conducive to the further development of the Qingque tribe, and as for medicinal materials, there is no such strong driving force.

What really made him want to go out and see more and more was a whim a few days ago.

It was a beautiful day, and the winter sun was shining down, warming the air that seemed cold.

Han Cheng and some people from the Qingque tribe sat down against the south wall, enjoying the soft warmth of this winter day.

Some were trimming bows and arrows, some were twisting ropes with thread tops, and some were holding children and babbling in their mouths.

In the midst of the peace, Han Cheng, who was wrapped in warmth, fell asleep.

When I opened my eyes to the dazzling sun, I saw a flock of unknown birds flapping their wings in the sky.

I don't know how the bird's meat tastes.

While taking the primitive people, Han Cheng, who was also a little biased by the primitive people, looked at this group of birds that were not small, and thought about it.

Thoughts drifted aimlessly, from this group of flying birds, thinking of the planes flying in the air with colored smoke during the military parade, and thinking of all kinds of things in the future, my heart actually became extremely missed.

Man is really a strange thing, never satisfied.

In the past, what Han Cheng wanted most was to stay away from the noisy and overwhelming environment, find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, plant a few acres of land, raise some chickens and ducks, dig a fish pond, plant some vegetables, read books in his free time, fish, and live a leisurely and leisurely life.

However, when he really had everything in this dream, he began to miss the world that once disgusted him so much.

In his recollection, that world actually began to become beautiful and desirable.

Sure enough, what is lost and what is not gained, is always the best.

His mind drifted like this, and he didn't know how much he went around before finally returning to the plane.

Then a ridiculous thought slowly and leisurely appeared in his mind.

Wouldn't it be nice if that flock of birds were planes......

Han Cheng thought so, then smiled, put his out of tune thoughts behind him, and then began his imagination.

But his leisurely mood soon disappeared, and the whole person became energetic, or rather suspicious, from the previous laziness.

He stepped away from the wall he was leaning against and sat up straight, his eyes looking complicated.

Because just now, he suddenly remembered a terrible thought - when he tried his best to absorb all the tribes around the Qingque tribe, and took the people of the Qingque tribe to get out the copper, iron, and loom step by step...... led everyone to agricultural civilization and build their own cities...... I worked hard to get all this right, looking at this piece, recalling the past and looking forward to the future with a trace of satisfaction and emotion, suddenly a plane flew overhead......

How could the mood at that time be described by 10,000 divine beasts named 'grass mud horses' running wildly in their hearts?

The more he thought about it, the more worried Han Chengcheng became, the possibility of this kind of thing happening was not impossible, even in the later life in which he lived, there were still primitive people.

He was very impressed by the picture of primitive people shooting planes with bows and arrows.

Shortly before he crossed over, he also watched the news that a person from country M wanted to go to an isolated island to preach to the primitive people inside, and then was strangled to death by a primitive person who did not buy the account of country M with a rope around his neck......

Thinking of this, Han Cheng's heart became more and more worried, since he came, he hadn't traveled too far.

What he knew about this world was that this was a primitive society, and in addition to the Qingque tribe, there were several small tribes around, and farther away, there was an aggressive tribe called Teng Snake.

Other than that, I don't know much about the surrounding environment.

Who can be sure that the periphery of this area is fenced off by barbed wire and a sign is erected with slogans such as "Primitive Man Reserve" or "Two hundred yuan for one sightseeing"?

Han Cheng's original idea was to wait until he was older and take some people away from the tribe for a long trip, but as this ridiculous but unbelievable thought arose, Han Cheng finally didn't want to wait for a moment.

However, if you don't want to wait, you have to wait, because it is a cold winter, and before the snow has completely melted, a new snow will fall, and it is obviously not suitable to go out in such a season.

Although he was anxious to verify what he thought in his heart, he also had to suppress this thought, and the verification result was not as important as his own life.

The idea of making a sleigh and letting Uncle Deer pull it to explore the outside world was very good, but in the end it was rejected by Han Cheng.

The greatest danger in a season like this is not the hungry beasts that may be encountered, but the cold weather itself.

As a last resort, Han Cheng would not choose to travel far away in winter and explore the unknown world.

This is an act that is not responsible for oneself or anyone else.

But with such a thing in his heart, he still can't be as calm as before.

His somewhat abnormal state was noticed by Wu and Senior Brother Wu, and after they discussed, it was decided that Wu and Senior Brother would come to inquire about the Divine Son.

There was no way to say this thought in Han Cheng's heart, so when faced with the inquiries of the two of them, Han Cheng could only say that he was fine, but he just thought of some things so that they didn't have to worry about themselves.

Wu and the senior brother are not stupid, so naturally they will not think that he is okay because of his words.

After all, the state of the Divine Son, but it is very different from before, it is a familiar person, and he can see that the state of the Divine Son is not good.

But the Son of God was reluctant to say more, and after they asked twice, they did not dare to ask again.

It's just that the worries in my heart have not diminished at all, and they have increased with time.

The two of them met again on the edge of the rabbit circle, and they were still talking about the Son of God.

The two talked for a while, but they were still at a loss.

The two turned their heads and looked at the stunned Shenzi sitting at the base of the south wall from a distance, and in the direction that Shenzi was facing, the girls from the Xing, Xiaomei, and Xiaoli tribes were puffing out their cheeks and blowing the ice wind chimes hanging under the eaves.

The crystalline ice cubes collided together, making a crisp sound.

Senior Brother's eyes lit up, and he suddenly realized something.