Han Cheng now has one more job, that is, if it's okay, he will be there to peel off the scorched shell on his body little by little.

This has an unexpected coolness, which is even more intoxicating than tearing the skin of your feet after soaking your feet......

The skin that has just emerged from behind the scorched shell is pink, but it doesn't take long for it to become normal.

Most of the scorched shells on Han Cheng's face have been removed, but he has never removed the scorched shells on his eyebrows and the scorched shells on his eyebrows.

He feared that if he removed these things, the gap between himself and the people in the tribe would be highlighted, and he would be ostracized.

After two or three days of ideological struggle, Han Cheng finally hit his face.

Because sooner or later this is a problem that needs to be faced, it is better to tear it apart sooner rather than be so hesitant.

And judging from the reaction of the people in the tribe to his existence, even if they really found out that their face was different from theirs, they should not have too strong a reaction.

The scorched shell was peeled off little by little, and Han Cheng's heart still couldn't help but mention it.

Wu next to him saw Han Cheng's actions and was a little curious.

He got up from his fur and walked over to Han Cheng, who was sitting next to him, who had already peeled off all the scorched shells of his face.

At the first glance he saw Han Cheng, he showed a look of surprise.

Han Cheng's heart tightened, and sure enough, the difference in appearance was still discovered.

He looked at Wu a little nervously, waiting for Wu to plan next.

In this tribe, the status of the witch is higher than that of the elder brother who is the leader.

"You're good-looking."

Wu stared at Han Cheng for a while, a smile appeared on his face, and he said a word of admiration.

He still spoke the language of their tribe, but by now, Han Cheng could understand him.

Seeing Wu is reaction like this, Han Cheng's slightly hung heart was completely relaxed, he also laughed, and said in the words of the tribe: "Wu, it's good-looking." ”

Well, Han Cheng is not dumb now, when he gets better day by day, and later pulls a long piece of dead skin out of his throat with his hand, he will already be able to speak.

Listening to Han Cheng's words, the smile on Wu's face became even bigger, he reached out and patted Han Cheng's head lightly with some doting, and then called Senior Brother and asked him to come and see Han Cheng with a new face.

Senior Brother's attitude towards Han Cheng was very good, although he felt a little strange that such a big thing had only become such a villain, but he was able to accept Han Cheng's existence.

On the one hand, it was because he saw the magical scene when Han Cheng descended, and on the other hand, he was influenced by the witch who took good care of Han Cheng.

Especially after Han Cheng uncovered the scorched shell underneath, revealing the little finch that returned to the pre-liberation period overnight, the senior brother became more willing to accept Han Cheng.

After all, at this time, a man has a greater effect on the tribe than a woman in comparison.

This is true not only in hunting, but also in foreign conflicts.

Of course, because the work is too dangerous, men are more likely to be killed or injured than women.

This is also the main reason why among the tribes, including witches and lame male primitives, there are only eleven adult males and as many as twenty-eight adult females.

Seeing Han Cheng's face suddenly, the senior brother was also surprised like a witch, he looked at Han Cheng carefully for a while, and then said the same words as Wu: "You, good-looking." ”

Han Cheng wanted to say that you are better-looking, senior brother, but the language of the tribe is not rich, there are only common words, and it is impossible for the word senior brother to come out, so he had to follow: "You, you are good-looking." ”

Because of Han Cheng's transformation, the joy of having one and a half more men in the tribe did not last long.

Because there's a food crisis in the tribe!

The consequences of the perennial harvesting of the forest being taken away by others are finally reflected in the harsh winter.

After the forest was occupied, although the senior brother led everyone to desperately save food, he lost more than half of the daily income, which still caused the tribe to fall into a crisis of food shortage.

Since the day before yesterday, Senior Brother has been reducing the supply of food every day, but it has not had much effect at all.

Because some of the meat that was originally stored has been completely eaten up now.

Without meat, which is a hunger-ward thing, fruit alone is really not enough.

And there is not much fruit, according to this situation, at most it can only be eaten for another five or six days, and the tribe will be completely starved of food.

Coupled with the cold weather and the long time it has been left for a long time, some of the fruit has already begun to spoil, which makes the already dire situation even worse.

The atmosphere in the cave has gradually become tense and uneasy from being leisurely and lazy at the beginning.

The others were better, but the most anxious were the heads of the two tribes, Wu and Senior Brother.

Compared to the ordinary people of the tribe, they enjoy some privileges, but they also have greater responsibilities.

Wu and the elder brother discussed some things inside the cave, that is, how to solve the tribal problem.

In fact, at this time, there is no good way, it is nothing more than to open up sources and reduce expenditure.

The result of their deliberation was to reduce the food supply of the two old men in the tribe except for the witches, as well as the lame male primitives, and half of the women who did not need to work, so as to save as much food as possible.

The elder brother, on the other hand, led people to brave the cold to go out hunting, trying to find some food for the tribe.

Hunting in winter is extremely risky, not to mention that the beasts either hibernate or become more ferocious due to hunger, but the ubiquitous cold and the snow that has never melted are a lethal weapon for primitive people who do not have many clothes.

If it were possible, no one would want to leave the warm cave and walk into the boundless cold.

But there is no way, if everyone stays in this warm cave and refuses to go out and fight, the whole tribe will be met with disaster.

It was also at this time that Han Cheng suddenly realized that he had been wrong before, the primitive era was actually more cruel than the later generations.

It is true that people here can be happy from the bottom of their hearts as long as they have three meals a day, but this simple three meals a day is something they do with all their best and even put their lives on the line.

It's not easy to live well in any era.

When the old patriarch and the senior brother talked about Han CD, he couldn't understand why he had to go hunting in the sky when there was a small river not too far from the cave, and there were so many fish in the river.

How can it be more reliable and safe to catch fish in a small river than to go hunting?

When he asked his question, the senior brother looked at him and shook his head and said, "Fish, it's gone." ”

"Gone?"

Han Cheng was puzzled, how could so many fish say that they were gone?

Could it be that these fish are also migratory fish, and they have to migrate to other places for the winter to spend the winter?

Han Cheng didn't know much about the matter here, and when he saw that the senior brother said this, Wu didn't say anything against it, so he stopped talking.