People are social animals, social animals need leaders, and big guys are good leaders.

This is evidenced by the fact that the big man quickly came out of his loss.

Not only did he come out, but he had more ambitions.

"Woo. ”

The big man cried out with a spear in his hand.

He didn't kick and beat the strong men as he usually did, but kept repeating these two words, from the head of the tribe to the tail of the tribe, and then from the end of the tribe, to the head of the tribe.

These two words translate to represent hunting, real hunting.

The Fire Tribe had hunted before, but only against herbivores, and this time, he was going to cut at the ferocious beasts.

So, he didn't rush anyone to participate, he only invited the strong, courageous tribesmen.

"Woo. ”

The first to respond was his disciple, a young man who was regarded by everyone as the leader of the second generation.

"Woo. ”

The big guys still keep running, they still keep calling, but there are very few who dare to hunt wild beasts.

Humans are omnivores, and there is no need to fight ferocious beasts for food, that's what they think.

Only in winter, when there is too little food, and when it is forced to do so, people will shoot at wild beasts.

In the end, out of one hundred and twenty-three men, thirteen came out.

"Woo. ”

The big man gave each man a spear, then beat his chest and left the tribe first.

Twelve people willing to follow him followed, leaving the tribe without any nostalgia.

Everyone else watched from afar, and most of them had concern in their eyes.

The third generation of Wu came to the Fifth Xuan and asked him to bless the team of the big boss on a smooth journey.

Fifth Xuan is also very helpless, he wants to protect, but he can't help it.

Hunting wild beasts is the only way for the tribe to clear out the safe area and allow the tribe to develop and grow.

Today's Fire tribes are barely entering the Stone Age, and they must be more enterprising in order to truly grow and benefit future generations.

From tribe to nation, the Fire Tribe still has a long way to go.

Time passed slowly, and the people in the tribe were a little absent-minded, and they looked at the mountain road in front of the tribe from time to time, expecting to see the big man.

However, until late at night, there was still no sign of him.

"Woo~~~"

At night, the mountain wolf howled under the moon, and many tribesmen did not rest, looking in the direction of the mountain wolf's roar from afar.

Fifth Xuan pushed the totem fire to the maximum, hoping to light the way home for the big guys.

He was worried, worried that they would not succeed, that they would be hit and that they would never recover and lose their ambition.

If the growth of the tribe is regarded as the life of an adult, then this stage must be his childhood, when he is most vulnerable.

Too many blows, if he can't get through, will make him suspicious and self-contained when he grows up.

At this time, his curiosity about the world laid his vision and pattern for the future.

The fifth Xuan is like a father, who not only hopes that his children will move forward bravely, but also wants them to be healthy and worry-free, and the contradictions will turn into entanglements and fight in their hearts.

However, there is not much he can do, he can only keep urging the totem fire.

"Woooooooo ”

There were shouts from the mountain road, unusually clear in the middle of the night.

"Buzz ......"

The totem fire suddenly rose more than a foot high, and it was the fifth Xuan who was sending a signal to the tribesmen.

However, even without his signal, the tribesmen woke up, and many men bravely stepped out of the tribe to meet their heroes.

Thirteen people set out, and twelve returned, and brought back a mountain wolf and a wild boar.

The bodies of the deceased were also carried back, carried by the big man himself.

He had paw prints on his chest, his right arm was pierced by fangs, and blood was dripping to the ground.

The team members in the back also hung up the lottery, but they were all in good spirits and were not depressed by the death of their companions.

In this way, the group carried the dead companion on their backs and carried the body of the beast to the altar.

"Woooooooo ”

The big man threw the corpse into the totem fire, which was the best place for every tribesman.

"Woo woo ~ ~ ~ woo woo ~ ~~"

The big man kept shouting and bowing, he was praising the fire totem, he said, it was the fire totem that illuminated their way forward in the darkness and allowed them to find their home in the darkness.

More people worshiped along with them, and finally evolved into a sacrificial dance, and everyone jumped and roared excitedly.

It was a lively night, and instead of being negative by the injury of one person, the tribesmen were excited, and they felt that they had found another way.

"Spear. ”

The big leader suddenly stretched out his hand, pointed to his nose and roared.

"Spear, spear. ”

He kept repeating it, and gradually, people understood what he meant.

He said, His name is Spear.

This is the first person in the tribe to have a name, he is the first generation leader of the tribe, he is the first person to lead the tribe in the hunt of wild beasts.

His name is Spear, and his apprentice will be the second generation leader.

"Spear, spear, spear. ”

Everyone roared, shouting the name of the big leader.

The third generation of witches stood stunned, she seemed to be touched, but she didn't know how to express it, and after a long time, she finally spoke.

"Witch. ”

The fifth Xuan was pleasantly surprised, this is another Chinese character, the second Chinese character spoken by the third generation of Wu.

"Witch, witch, witch. ”

Countless tribesmen followed and shouted the name of the third generation of witches.

On this night, the leader of the tribe returned from a hunt, and on this night, two people of the tribe had their own names.

It was a night that excited the Fire Tribe, and until dawn the next day, there were still people excited.

However, after a night of excitement, the big boss finally got tired, and he leaned on the fire totem, leaned on the fifth mystery, looked at the slowly rising sun in the east, and gradually, forever, closed his eyes.

This big boss who once quarreled with the little witch, confronted the second generation of witches, and raised the third generation of witches, finally bid farewell to the fire tribe forever in the hustle and bustle.

His passing took away the memories of a generation, and the fifth Xuan watched sadly as his body was carried into the totem fire by everyone, and watched as the second generation leader picked up his stone spear.

At this time, standing in front of the bonfire was a young man in his teens and a girl of five years old.

One of them is the second-generation leader, and the other is the third-generation witch, and they will use their small shoulders to take on the future of the Fire Tribe.

No matter how you look at it, these two are not as reliable as the big bosses, and they are not as ideal as the little witches and the second generation witches.

"Where will you lead the Fire Tribe?"

Fifth Xuan muttered in his heart, how he hoped that those dead people could not turn into fiery power, but always be by his side, so that he would no longer be lonely in the fire totem.