It's really a poor person, after listening to He's full translation, Chen Mo felt that it was not easy for this group of primitive people who had been captured by himself to migrate here from downstream.

Their tribe is called Big Bear, and it takes more than a month to walk here from the downstream, and the primitive people have no concept of distance, only time can be used to describe it.

For example, the full moon, the crescent moon, and the lack of the moon. Two full moons are more than one month in modern times.

Their tribe was a medium-sized tribe downstream, and was famous for their ability to make pottery.

There is a large tribe around them: the Yousong tribe, who is very jealous of their pottery-making skills, and has communicated many times, wanting to send a few clansmen to learn the craft.

The Great Bear tribe did not agree, because this was the survival technology they relied on in primitive societies, and usually used the finished pottery to trade with other tribes for food, salt, and women.

Seeing that the communication was unlimited, the Arimatsu tribe took advantage of a time when the Big Bear tribe sent people out to trade, and attacked the Big Bear tribe.

The Arimatsu tribe slaughtered most of the Great Bear tribe and captured most of the craftsmen who knew how to make pottery.

And the old chief, the most skilled craftsman, began to flee with the few dozen remaining members of the tribe.

The old chief wanted to start re-forming his tribe far from the Aramatsu tribe and re-entrench his tribe through his tribe's exquisite pottery craftsmanship.

Bumpy road, all kinds of interceptions, diseases, hunger, wild beasts...... All kinds of external factors did not defeat them, but they went from more than twenty people when they first set out, and now there are only seven people left.

The young warrior was left with the son of the old chief, the one who was pounced on by the tiger master.

Originally, I thought that when I came to a no-man's land, I could create a new world by preserving the fire of the tribe, but I didn't expect to be captured by the five protectors led by Chen Mo in the end.

When Chen Mo saw the poor children and the shivering women hiding together, he felt compassion, forget it, let them go.

They can make pottery, we can knead mud, and it's about the same anyway. By the way, we can also make the mud neatly, that is, the pottery of the primitive society, we can also take it out and trade!

Chen Mo thought about it for a while, and decided to take his subordinates back to forget it, although the old man knew how to make pottery, but He's craftsmanship was no worse than him, two children, too young, too troublesome to raise.

The rest are four women, who are too ugly, and Chen Mo has no desire for anything at all. It's not that Chen Mo's body is failing, but Chen Mo's aesthetic aesthetics, which are deeply influenced by Tokyo's hot art films in the 21st century, determine his desires.

The old chief saw that Chen Mo was leading his subordinates to go back, hesitated for a moment, and asked the subordinates to pack up their things, wanting to follow Chen Mo and them, but they were afraid that Chen Mo would be unhappy, and they were also afraid that the saber-toothed tiger would come back to hunt and kill them, so they followed far behind.

After passing through the basin, Chen Mo stopped, and the people of the Big Bear Tribe walked up to Chen Mo hesitantly, beating their chests and bending over.

This has subdued a few more subordinates? Chen Mo felt a little nonsense, and took the five protectors and the tiger master to shake it for a while, and then subdued a remnant tribe?

In primitive societies, the survival of a tribe still depends on the living environment and safety of the residence, as well as the hunting ability.

The remnants of the Great Bear Tribe are only seven people, and there is only one warrior, and if something unexpected happens, the clan will really be wiped out.

So the old chief decided to lead the crowd to join Chen Mo. He felt that Chen Mo only brought five warriors out to hunt, so there would be more warriors in the place of residence, and there would be primitive fierce beasts such as saber-toothed tigers, so Chen Mo's tribe must be a large tribe, or a tribe that was not inferior to the big bear in its heyday.

The group walked through the jungle to the residence of the Naval Tribe, and found that the tribe was empty, not like the settlement of a large tribe. But it's full of materials.

Seeing that there were a lot of mud cooking utensils next to the fire, the old chief was very curious, and he squatted down and looked very excited.

Inadvertently, he saw half a jar of salt, and at this time the old chief's legs trembled with excitement.

Chen Mo saw the excited old chief, and his malicious brain added:

The old chief was very angry, the cave is cold, I can bear it. But what does it mean that there are no women in your tribe? How do you solve that problem? How do you ask me to solve the problem? Is it through such a coarse jar?

Well, Chen Mo is a little evil.

The old chief came to the side of the river, because the river could communicate with him, but Chen Mo couldn't communicate with each other.

While talking to the old chief by the river, he pointed at Chen Mo, and the old chief's eyes when he looked at Chen Mo also changed from plain to hot.

After speaking, the old chief and He came to Chen Mo's side, and He said to Chen Mo: "Mo, Pi said that he is very grateful to us for taking them in, they originally thought that only their tribe knew the pottery process, and it turned out that there were other tribes who understood the production of this. ”

Chen Mo smiled: "You tell him, I know a lot of things, I am a god-like person, I can call mosquitoes in the sky, and I can pop worms when I drill into the ground!"

He didn't understand what it meant to say mosquitoes and worms, so he translated the previous sentence to the old chief, and told the old chief about Chen Mo's inventions and creations during this time.

The old chief hammered his chest with convincing convincing hearts and bent down at Chen Mo.

Then he stood upright, took off a tooth-like pendant from his neck, and handed it to Chen Mo with both hands.

"This is the totem of their tribe, and the old chief has given theirs to you, which means total obedience. He said to Chen Mo.

Chen Mo took the bear tooth and hung it around his neck, although there was no platinum pendant to look at the scene, but it was much better than a bare neck, Chen Mo inadvertently looked at the saber-toothed tiger, he had to discuss it with the tiger master, and he had to buckle one of his teeth and hang it.

The meal in the evening was very sumptuous, and the old chieftain called it Skin, Bearskin?

The young man who was knocked down by the tiger master was his son, and he laughed. The most exquisite pottery craftsmanship in the tribe is this two masters, Xiao is very afraid of Chen Mo, afraid that Chen Mo will let the saber-toothed tiger pounce on him again.

Although the Navy's tribe has tools made of clay, they are not durable, and the two of them said that they can make ceramic tools tomorrow to make up for the vacant items.

Chen Mo was very happy to go out and bring a few technicians, and it seemed that he would have to go out and hang out in the future.

The only deficiency is that the women of this era are all big buckteeth, the same as Huang Feihong's teeth, and their skin is still dark.

There are too many people, and the cattail mat is not enough, and the newcomers from the Big Bear tribe are curious to touch the mat that has never seen the cattail weaving.

Zhuang is ingenious, and tomorrow he can let Zhuang make a few more cattail mats.

Although there was an unpleasant occurrence during the day, the atmosphere of each other improved a lot after a meal. Especially laughing, talking around the river for a long time.

Zhuang sat next to a younger woman and began to move his hands and feet, causing the woman's face to turn red. Looks like there's going to be a story tonight?

Chen Mo looked at the relatively harmonious crowd and felt very comforted, the work of breeding offspring was handed over to them, this is not a close relative, there must be no genetic problems.

The number of cattail mats is not enough, so you can only sleep for two people. Chen Mo asked He to arrange it, and saw Zhuang pulling the young woman to his bed and starting his own efforts.

The strong bed was next to Chen Mo, and the movement was very loud, and everyone else was used to it, but Chen Mo felt very awkward.

As an outstanding otaku in the 21st century, Chen Mo still likes the female pig's feet in Tokyo.

Chen Mo covered his ears vigorously and chanted silently in his mouth: Amitabha, Amitabha!

The night was quiet, only a low roar came from the cave, but it was not from the tiger master.