I am a Primitive Man

The leader of the Green Tribe was once again dumbfounded, standing there in awe at the grand scene before him, a sight he had never imagined. In the distant fields, many people bent over, their arms moving tirelessly as wild grass heads fell to the ground in swathes, astonishing in their speed.

Several strong men were pushing something strange, laden with harvested wild grass heads, towards the tribe. They pushed so much at once, far more than three people could carry.

In front of the walled-off tribe, a clearing lay where the harvested wild grass heads were piled up like small mountains. Even so, people continued transporting more wild grass here from the surrounding area, where many had yet to be harvested.

A group of people, identifiable by their characteristic green grass head markings, stood there in disbelief, watching everything unfold. They were deeply moved and stunned by the massive collective farming effort that the Green Sparrow Tribe had suddenly undertaken.

The leader of the Green Tribe glanced at the numerous wild grass heads and then at the small bundle he carried on his shoulder. Despite his inclination to take advantage of situations, he couldn't help feeling ashamed by the contrast in contributions between their tribes. Due to a recent salt shortage in their tribe and the scarcity of remaining resources, he and his tribe had scoured the nearby scattered wild grass heads, resulting in uneven quality and many immature heads.

Comparing the situation with the Green Sparrow Tribe, the leader couldn't resist the urge to discard his burden. However, he refrained from doing so because they needed these items to trade for more salt to sustain their tribe.

Feeling somewhat shaky, he stood there for a while before reluctantly leading his tribe closer to the Green Sparrow Tribe.

Han Cheng and the others noticed the people from the Green Tribe but didn't show much alarm. Since becoming a trading hub for nearby tribes, the Green Sparrow Tribe had grown accustomed to such scenes.

However, as a precaution, some of the stronger individuals from the Green Sparrow Tribe approached with wielding farming tools, which could also serve as defensive weapons if necessary.

Han Cheng saw the smiling leader of the Green Tribe approaching from afar. With his Eldest Senior Brother accompanying him, Han Cheng warmly shook hands with the leader of the Green Tribe.

Their handshake was indeed sincere. After all, the two newly cleared paths to the millet fields and the pig pen foundations just dug were waiting for them to assist in construction!

The warm reception from the esteemed Divine Child to the unsuspecting leader of the Green Tribe moved the latter nearly to tears. After all, in their tribe's current impoverished state, such a high-ranking figure's gracious and friendly demeanor towards him was incredibly heartwarming.

As the Green Sparrow Tribe continued to grow and thrive, the leader of the Green Tribe increasingly felt the insignificance of his tribe and looked up to the Green Sparrow Tribe with tremendous admiration.

After a brief conversation, Han Cheng, who had long known the purpose of the Green Tribe's visit, inquired through his Eldest Senior Brother about the intentions of the Green Tribe leader.

Upon seeing the friendly demeanor of this esteemed Divine Child, the leader of the Green Tribe once again harbored thoughts of obtaining salt for free. He first explained to this tall and still very friendly Divine Child the hardships their tribe faced.

The compassionate Divine Child expressed deep sympathy upon hearing about their tribe's plight, which moved the Green Tribe leader even more. Thinking that this might work out, he began to state his request after venting his grievances.

However, despite the leader's hopeful anticipation, the compassionate Divine Child's face showed no signs of diminishing pity, but he shook his head firmly.

Then, with a sigh, he recounted the difficulties the Green Sparrow Tribe faced in obtaining salt.

Initially feeling somewhat uncomfortable with the rejection, the Green Tribe leader eventually empathized with the Green Sparrow Tribe's struggles upon hearing more. He began to understand their actions...

Han Cheng pulled out the bundle of uneven-quality millet hidden behind the Green Tribe leader. When the Green Tribe leader and his people hesitantly lowered their heads, he patted the bundle with his hands and righteously explained to his Eldest Senior Brother that this bundle of millet must be used to exchange for salt.

Although the Eldest Senior Brother was 'reluctant' under the Divine Child's authority, he nodded.

He immediately brought over a salt jar and scooped three spoonfuls of salt into the empty salt jar brought by the Green Tribe.

Then, appearing somewhat 'disdainful,' he brought the bundle of millet brought by the Green Tribe over and placed it next to the millet pile.

Compared with the carefully cultivated millet of the Green Sparrow Tribe, the millet brought by the Green Tribe looked even more unsightly.

The Green Tribe leader knew that receiving three spoonfuls of salt at once was already quite generous.

However, the compassionate Divine Child snatched the spoon from the Green Tribe leader's hand, scooped a whole spoonful of salt, and put it into their jar before finally withdrawing his hand.

This scene deeply touched both the Green Tribe leader and the others present, causing some emotionally expressive female indigenous people to cry on the spot...

The people of the Green Tribe departed, filled with deep emotions and half a jar of salt. As they left, many of them looked back several times.

Not only because they received excellent hospitality in this tribe and enjoyed a meal seasoned with salt for free, but more importantly, they felt the kindness and sincerity of this tribe...

"Divine Child, how long will it take for them to join our tribe?"

"Soon, their tribe no longer has much left to exchange for salt... If things go quickly, we won't have to wait until the first snowfall, at the slowest, probably not until the new year..."

"Hehehe..."

Amid his deeply moved reflection, the Green Tribe leader stood on the wall, waving farewell to the two leaders of the Green Sparrow Tribe, but the conversation in his mouth was like this.

Hearing Han Cheng's reply, the Eldest Senior Brother couldn't help but laugh.

Listening to the somewhat lewd laughter of the Eldest Senior Brother, Han Cheng raised an eyebrow and suddenly felt exasperated.

He scrutinized the Eldest Senior Brother up and down.

Could this guy be planning something mischievous regarding the two spouses of the Green Tribe leader? Why was he laughing so lewdly...