At noon, the children who had been trained all morning went home to eat one after another, and some of the little soldiers who were far away took out the dry food they had brought in the morning.

The sun in September in the Northern Hemisphere is no longer as blazing as July and August, coupled with the extinction of nuclear war and the extinction of human beings, the "greenhouse effect" gradually subsides, and the earth's temperature is much lower than Trist's memory in his previous life. At this moment, he was leaning against the boulders on the riverbank, piling up stones, preparing to build a bonfire.

"Vivien, thank you, but don't ......," Trist smiled and waved his hand, and declined Vivien's support under the hostile (proud) and (coquettish) gaze of little Alex, who came to deliver the meal. In the past, he would caress the girl's hair as a sign of comfort, but now, the sense of responsibility has made him deliberately keep his distance from the girl.

Facing the girl's worried eyes, Trist said as he placed firewood on the pile of stones, "I'm really fine, thank you, Vivien...... You see, little Alex brought you delicious ......", Alex immediately opened the package he brought as if he was offering a treasure, it was a whole piece of barbecue meat with residual warmth, it seems that the little boy has put a lot of thought into it. But then Vivien brought the barbecue to Trist, blinking her big beautiful eyes and looking expectant......

Alex: "......", my heart is broken again.

"The soup is good!" Trist used a wooden spoon to stir the boiling fish soup in the pot on the campfire, beckoning the two children to eat it while it was hot. Alex Jr. always felt that Trist had changed a lot, and he was still the same person he was before, but he gave people a completely strange feeling, if he had to describe it, it was...... It's more like a living person......

Ahh

The children of the tribe began to train with their elders at a very young age, and when they were fourteen or fifteen years old, they began to participate in some low-risk hunting operations, and when they were sixteen or seventeen years old, when their skills gradually matured, they would gradually participate in the more difficult jungle and farther away from the village to participate in hunting, so as to train and organize and cooperate. The younger children who officially join the hunting party are basically part of the tribal warriors, and they will follow the veteran warriors to take on greater responsibilities, guarding the village, dealing with invaders, guarding the tribal caravan, participating in tribal conflicts, invading other tribes when the tribe is short of food, and so on...... According to the normal way of growth, these children of the Red Maple tribe should participate in training under the leadership of senior warriors, go to the forest near the village to do some low-difficulty hunting, and gradually grow into the pillars of the tribe. However, in the Battle of the Red Maple Grand Canyon and the Siege of Silver Moon Bay, more than 40,000 people of the Red Maple tribe directly lost more than 4,000 soldiers, more than 3,500 people were killed in battle, and more than 500 people were completely incapacitated due to disability...... To add insult to injury, after yesterday's council, the Red Maple Tribe was officially divided, and Elder Lake defected to the Guanghu Tribe with the clansmen who supported him and despaired of the future, and the remaining more than 1,000 warriors, more than 700 people left with their families to follow Elder Lake, and the Red Maple Tribe suddenly fell into a dilemma.

It's a pity that little Alex didn't pass the warrior test again, let alone be allowed to participate in the hunt. The so-called assessment, which is almost running with weights, shooting, and throwing javelins, due to Alex Jr.'s earth-shaking archery skills, nine of the ten arrows missed the target, and the remaining one arrow hit the bull's-eye, which can hit someone else's target...... In short, it is difficult to put into words, and Father Luther's right knee still aches faintly. Little Alex was not surprised to lose the election, and Daddy Luther, who felt deeply ashamed, let his bear children train at home and did not allow Alex to go to the training ground, which meant that he could not train with his beloved Vivian, which made him sad for a long time, and he was not less beaten by Daddy Luther......

Having eaten and drunk, Trist couldn't resist Alex's pleas and agreed to allow him to participate in training, while helping to convince Daddy Luthel...... At this time, Trist's eyes noticed a dozen children on the edge of the field, who were patrolling around the field, watching the young soldiers in the training ground with envy on their faces. Unlike the neat clothes of the young warriors of the Red Maple Tribe, the children outside the training ground were dressed in tatters, as if they were made of a few or even dozens of rags, and at the same time, they looked thinner compared to their peers in the tribe.

Trist reacted instantly, these are wanderers outside. The camp of the wanderers is a special existence compared to the large tribal villages, they maintain a state of dependence with the big tribe, enjoy the protection of the big tribe, but have to pay a high protection fee, and work for the tribesmen on weekdays, repair weapons and production and living tools, exchange information about other tribes brought by wanderers coming and going, and provide some cheap special services........ There are also some strong wanderers who participate in the hunting ranks of the tribe, and even get the recognition of the tribe and become a member of the tribe.

"I'm going to chase them away", following Trist's line of sight, Vivien also saw the wanderer children outside, and was immediately a little displeased. After all, for the tribal warriors, those wanderers don't bathe and change clothes much throughout the year, their dirty image is not good, and the work they do is really low-level. In addition, wanderers often attack lone tribesmen by any means necessary to survive, so wanderers are very unpopular.

Trist just wanted to stop it, but saw that several adult disabled soldiers had already gone to expel them, and those wanderer children cowered away, but they didn't go far, only staring at the little soldiers training on the training ground with envy on a face not far away, and of course staring more at the food in the hands of the little soldiers.

Little Alex, who has a sharp and slender personality, saw the sympathy in Trist's eyes, and then thought of Trist's homeless origin, and instantly made up the reason. He tried to dismiss Trist: "Leave them alone...... They are not our people after all, and besides, the invasion of the Ice Nation has destroyed our farmland, and we will face a shortage of food for a long time to come...... Those wanderers who have the ability or the way to do it have long since moved away, and the rest of them are not able to support themselves...... We can't take care of ourselves, and we can't help those wanderers if we want to......"

"But have you ever thought that one day, maybe one day, they will also become our people?" , Trist's words made the young boy and girl in front of him puzzled......

Trist had a new idea.

Returning to the cabin in the evening, Trist summed up the truth in an easy-to-understand way: "Mount Tai does not let the soil become big, and the river and the sea do not choose a trickle so that it can be deep", which made Luther, who had just been persuaded to organize people to help the people of the Red Maple Great Plains, feel a little entangled. But at the same time, Trist praised Alex for his ability to deduce a future food crisis from the destruction of farmland, which made Luthel feel a little relieved that he had not fought in vain these days......

"What do you think about the food crisis?" , Referring to the main topic, Luthel was a little serious, "I can only plant fast-ripening crops first, venture to hunt in the Holy Lake Forest, make jerky for winter, and trade with several tribes in the middle of the country in exchange for food", out of the plan of splitting Elder Lake, Elder Luthel has not mentioned the Light Lake tribe.

It's a pity that Trist is talking about the Guanghu tribe.

"The other day, I inquired with Leader Eric about the situation......", Trist said slowly, "I want to take someone out to sea to fish......"

Fishing with people would have to pass through the Light Lake tribe, and with the dangers of the sea often unknown, Luthor felt like his hair was falling out faster.