I am a Primitive Man

A child's cheer sparked more cheers from others as they ran towards the group of people appearing in their view, just as they would greet returning hunters in the past.

Since they were far away, they couldn't see the faces of the people who had come into view. However, their disheveled hair and the animal skins draped around them were no different from those in their tribe. Moreover, apart from these people from the black tribe, who came with valuable things, hardly any outsiders came to their tribe.

So they didn't overthink about it.

The children's joyful rush attracted the attention of some nearby adults who were not very strong, and smiles also appeared on their faces.

Turning to look in the direction where the children were running, two of them couldn't help but follow the youngsters there.

The hunters' return from the Flying Snake tribe was their happiest moment.

The Shaman of the Flying Snake tribe looked at this scene with a smile. Most of them, not only him but also the three leaders of the Flying Snake tribe and others, had smiles.

Such smiles fell into Cao Geng's eyes, but they made him shudder, his whole body like falling into an ice hole!

These evil people can do anything!

Seeing the approaching youth of the tribe, Cao Geng finally shouted, warning them to hurry back to the cave and not to come out.

With one shout, he was greeted with a fierce whipping, his nose crooked to one side, sticky blood flowing from his nostrils like a winding little snake, dripping to the ground.

The warning of Cao Geng's voice worked, and those who had run halfway stopped their steps, some with doubts and suspicions, looking at the uninvited guests surrounding the tribe.

Some heard Cao Geng's voice and searched among the crowd, eventually finding Cao Geng being detained.

Compared to the hesitation of the young people, the response of these subsequent adults was much faster.

They vaguely sensed something was wrong in the direction of their running to meet them. At this moment, they heard Cao Geng's warning and suddenly panicked.

"a!"

Those who were not strong shouted in panic, asking the youngsters to return quickly and run to the cave.

These people hold tools made of wild vegetables, or simply the weeds grabbed from the ground in an emergency, are nervous and stubborn.

When these young people ran past them, they cautiously looked back while quickly moving towards the cave, afraid that these unexpected guests would attack them.

However, the people of the Flying Snake tribe did not chase after them; they stood quietly here, watching these people retreat to the cave in panic and hurriedly block it with stones.

Many people watched this, still smiling. Compared to Cao Geng's feeling, it was like when they surrounded an injured lamb during the hunt.

These people standing here motionless are not ignoring their tribe, but they do not regard their tribe as being in their eyes.

As long as they want, according to the current situation of their tribe, there is simply no resistance, just as easy as when they killed that injured lamb.

Cao Geng gained a little more confidence in thinking like this in his heart.

Because their tribe's cave only had one entrance, and now that entrance was blocked, guarded from the inside, it wouldn't be easy for anyone to rush into the cave...

This was his deepest hope.

The Flying Snake tribe’s Shaman began to act calmly, leading a large, furry unicorn-like creature towards the cave entrance.

The rest of the people followed his pace, not hurriedly, resembling a cat toying with a mouse.

Contrary to Cao Geng's expectations, the Flying Snake tribe did not launch a direct attack on their tribe's cave entrance.

Upon arriving at the cave entrance, the people of the Flying Snake tribe spread out, surrounding the cave entrance and leaving a clear space in the middle.

Just as Cao Geng was wondering what they were up to, the Shaman of the Flying Snake tribe acted. He opened the basket on his back and took out a strange-looking green grass bound with a vine into a small bundle.

Seeing this bundle of grass, the giant furry creature standing beside him immediately became restless, turning around as if to devour it.

But the Shaman handed it to a swift runner standing nearby.

This man was the fastest runner in the Flying Snake tribe.

He took the grass from the Shaman's hand and immediately dashed towards the stone cave.

The restless unicorn creature spread its hooves and galloped after him, like a small mountain moving, causing the ground to tremble with each stride.

The bundle of green grass was stuffed into the gap at the cave mouth, which the stones had not completely sealed, and the man quickly ran aside.

Before the people hiding inside the cave could figure out what was happening, the massive creature, with its hooves spread wide, had already charged forward!

It paid no heed to whether it was facing rocks, lowering its head and ramming into them with its horn.

The people inside the cave were utterly stunned by this never-before-seen monster, standing dumbstruck on the spot.

Without any hesitation, the unicorn creature continued to exert force, and under its powerful impact, the stones blocking the cave entrance began to tilt. Then, with a rumbling sound, they collapsed into a heap amidst flying dust...

Watching the cave open wide, the people rushing frantically deeper into the cave, and the unicorn creature calmly chewing something not far from the cave entrance, the Shaman of the Flying Snake tribe smiled broadly.

"Ah!"

The people of the Flying Snake tribe erupted into a chaotic yet loud cheer, looking at the Shaman and the unicorn creature with reverence.

"￥￥!"

The Shaman of the Flying Snake tribe accepted the compliments of the crowd with calmness, then pointed his hand towards the now-open cave entrance. The fervent people of the Flying Snake tribe rushed inside with loud cries...

"...?"

In the cave stained with some blood, the Shaman of the Flying Snake tribe looked at several things before him, his eyes showing a curious and delighted expression.

He hadn't expected that this seemingly small and not very wealthy tribe would possess such exquisite and precious items!

Two pottery jars and several pottery bowls were placed before him.

One pottery bowl had been shattered in the recent chaos, causing the Shaman of the Flying Snake tribe much distress.