This Is My Primitive Tribe

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Vine Tribe, Shipyard.

"Splash..."

Another wooden boat was launched.

Unlike other wooden boats, this one was larger, measuring ten meters in length, with waterproof sealed cabins inside and a bronze-crafted anchor at the stern.

Most importantly, there was a mast in the middle of the wooden boat, along with a sail.

The sail was sewn from treated beast hides, very tough, strong enough to withstand strong winds.

By the artificial lake, Jiang Xuan, with a heart full of excitement, said, "The Vine Tribe finally has its first sailboat!"

Compared to wooden boats that rely entirely on rowing, the advantages of a sailboat are obviously quite significant.

It can sail using the wind, and if the wind and water currents were favorable, its speed would be incredibly fast.

With a sailboat, the warriors of the Vine Tribe can truly attempt to venture out of this part of the river, into broader waters, and further places!

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Vine Tribe, at Gou Teng's home, nighttime.

"Mom, why can't we go out when it gets dark?"

Fu Ling sat on the doorstep, with the over-two-year-old Tian Dong lying in her arms, curiously asking all sorts of questions.

At this moment, the moonlight was like water, calming the entire tribe.

Fu Ling looked at Tian Dong with a face full of affection, pinched his tiny nose, and said, "Because once it's dark, all sorts of fierce beasts come out, and if you go out, you might be eaten by them."

"Then why hasn't Dad come back yet?"

"Because your dad is a warrior of the tribe. He has to go far away to hunt so that we have meat to eat."

Hearing the words "hunt," little Tian Dong clenched his small fists with a face full of longing and said, "When I grow up, I want to become a warrior like Dad, go hunting, and eat meat!"

Fu Ling couldn't help but laugh, "Alright, in the future, our Tian Dong will be a brave warrior and eat meat every day."

"I definitely will!"

Little Tian Dong was very serious, with a determined look in his eyes.

Fu Ling rubbed Tian Dong's little head, looked towards the moon in the sky, then at the mysterious Stone Mountain at night, praying for Gou Teng to return safely with prey.

Every time tribe members go out to hunt or fight, they encounter various dangers, leaving those at home in suspense.

Because no one knows if it will be a farewell of life or death this time.

Due to this extreme lack of security, people in the tribe need to have faith, as belief can bring courage and be a spiritual support, making them braver.

"Mom, I want to hear the hunting song..."

"Alright."

Fu Ling cleared her throat and then began to sing softly in a very ancient tune:

"Mysterious forest... full of danger..."

"Brave warriors... enter the mountains to hunt..."

"Guardian God of the tribe... shield warriors from the fierce beasts..."

"Return from the hunt... everyone eats meat..."

"Return from the hunt... everyone eats meat..."

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The ancient and simple hunting song, hummed repeatedly by Fu Ling, drifted into the night sky.

The more-than-two-year-old little Tian Dong gradually couldn't keep his eyes open and soon fell into a dream.

Perhaps, in his dreams, he would become a brave warrior, walk into the mysterious forest, fight various fierce beasts, and finally return with plenty of prey.

"Fell asleep so quickly."

After singing several times, Fu Ling looked down and saw Tian Dong already asleep, his little face especially cute in his sleeping state.

Fu Ling couldn't help but kiss little Tian Dong's forehead, then carried him inside and put him on the bed.

To prevent mosquito bites, Fu Ling went outside to pull some Fan Grass, squeezed out the juice, and applied it to Tian Dong's clothes and next to the bed, so the mosquitoes wouldn't come near.

In fact, she could also pull some charcoals from the fire pit and place some Stinky Grass on top to smolder.

But the smoke from burning Stinky Grass was heavy and irritating, and Fu Ling feared it might choke the child.

After doing all this, Fu Ling took out several pieces of cut beast hide, a bronze needle, and fine thread, and began to sew.

As the Workshop Master of the garment workshop, Fu Ling worked very hard. Whenever she had time, she would think about how to sew better clothes, backpacks, and shoes.

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On the sixth day of May, in the breeding area.

"Grunt grunt..."

Under Da Jiao's careful breeding, over thirty wild boar piglets had successfully grown, especially the boars who outgrew their childishness and were filled with fat, bringing much joy at the sight.

"By fall, they can be slaughtered, and at that time, we'll pick a fat one to use as a sacrifice to offer to the Vine God."

Da Jiao patted the back of a wild boar, quite satisfied with its thick meat.

The wild boars on the mountain were very aggressive, but the domesticated ones were accustomed to humans and appeared relatively docile.

Of course, this was only relatively docile.

As these wild boars grew larger in size, the pigsty could no longer contain them. If forced inside, they could break the gate.

Therefore, Da Jiao fenced off a separate piece of land to raise these wild boars, and normally didn't close the pigsty gate, letting them roam freely in that area.

Strangely enough, when the gate was left open, these wild boars would wander outside during the day but return to the pigsty by themselves during feeding time and at night.

This made Da Jiao's job much easier.

Aside from these wild boars, the various beasts and birds domesticated by the Vine Tribe were also increasing steadily.

For instance, the fierce birds.

When they wiped out the Fierce Bird Tribe back then, Da Jiao picked up some Fierce Bird Eggs and brought them back to the tribe for the Unihorn Bird to hatch.

Now, this group of young fierce birds had also grown to nearly half-grown, beginning to reveal their ferocity.

The Five-Colored Ducks, Seven-Colored Pheasants, and even the Unihorn Birds dare not approach this group of fierce birds because they are just too fierce.

Strangely, members of the tribe have a liking for ferocious beasts and birds, and these massive, fierce, and temperamental fierce birds quickly caught the attention of many warriors.

These warriors pleaded with Jiang Xuan to let them try to tame the fierce birds as mounts.

Although the fierce birds cannot fly, they have long legs and can run swiftly in the forest. They have strong stamina and attack power, making them suitable as mounts.

Jiang Xuan thought for a moment and agreed to their request.

Anyway, the Vine Tribe already has several types of mounts, adding a fierce bird wouldn't make much difference.

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Vine Tribe, Shipyard.

"Splash..."

Another wooden boat was launched.

Unlike other wooden boats, this one was larger, measuring ten meters in length, with waterproof sealed cabins inside and a bronze-crafted anchor at the stern.

Most importantly, there was a mast in the middle of the wooden boat, along with a sail.

The sail was sewn from treated beast hides, very tough, strong enough to withstand strong winds.

By the artificial lake, Jiang Xuan, with a heart full of excitement, said, "The Vine Tribe finally has its first sailboat!"

Compared to wooden boats that rely entirely on rowing, the advantages of a sailboat are obviously quite significant.

It can sail using the wind, and if the wind and water currents were favorable, its speed would be incredibly fast.

With a sailboat, the warriors of the Vine Tribe can truly attempt to venture out of this part of the river, into broader waters, and further places!

...

Of course, this was only relatively docile.

As these wild boars grew larger in size, the pigsty could no longer contain them. If forced inside, they could break the gate.

Therefore, Da Jiao fenced off a separate piece of land to raise these wild boars, and normally didn't close the pigsty gate, letting them roam freely in that area.

Strangely enough, when the gate was left open, these wild boars would wander outside during the day but return to the pigsty by themselves during feeding time and at night.

This made Da Jiao's job much easier.

Aside from these wild boars, the various beasts and birds domesticated by the Vine Tribe were also increasing steadily.

For instance, the fierce birds.

When they wiped out the Fierce Bird Tribe back then, Da Jiao picked up some Fierce Bird Eggs and brought them back to the tribe for the Unihorn Bird to hatch.

Now, this group of young fierce birds had also grown to nearly half-grown, beginning to reveal their ferocity.

The Five-Colored Ducks, Seven-Colored Pheasants, and even the Unihorn Birds dare not approach this group of fierce birds because they are just too fierce.

Strangely, members of the tribe have a liking for ferocious beasts and birds, and these massive, fierce, and temperamental fierce birds quickly caught the attention of many warriors.