This Is My Primitive Tribe

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Southern Wilderness, Frog Tribe.

"Bang!"

The Witch of the Frog Tribe walked into Huo Meng's house and shut the door tightly.

"Witch, what are you doing?"

Huo Meng was grilling fish to eat; he was puzzled by the Witch's actions.

The Witch of the Frog Tribe walked up to Huo Meng and said, "At a time like this, you still have the mood to grill fish?"

"Even if the sky falls, you still have to fill your stomach, right? Has something happened?"

The Witch of the Frog Tribe lowered his voice: "There's a problem with the Vine Tribe's Totem God; we need to make preparations early."

"Isn't it said that the Vine God will sleep for a period of time?"

"You believe that? You saw how powerful the lightning tribulation was that day; it even struck Stone Mountain down and broke the Divine Vine."

"Since that day, I haven't felt the presence of the Divine Vine."

"So, I conclude that there is definitely a problem with the Vine Tribe's Totem God; maybe it has already been struck dead."

Although the Witch of the Frog Tribe is not very powerful, he is, after all, a Witch of a tribe, and is very sensitive to the power of the Totem God.

Before the Divine Vine's tribulation, the Witch of the Frog Tribe could feel the presence of the Divine Vine from afar, and that oppressive feeling was suffocating.

But after the Divine Vine's tribulation, Stone Mountain disappeared, the Divine Vine disappeared, and that oppressive feeling also disappeared.

At first, the Witch of the Frog Tribe was unsure, but as time passed, he tried various methods and still couldn't sense the existence of the Divine Vine.

Linking it to the failure of the tribulation, the Witch of the Frog Tribe could almost conclude that the Divine Vine definitely failed the tribulation and had a major problem, maybe even struck dead.

Huo Meng took a bite of fish and said: "Then according to Witch, what should we do?"

"What should we do? Of course, prepare an escape route!"

The Witch of the Frog Tribe said: "Don't be fooled by the current calm; as soon as those nearby tribes confirm there is a problem with the Divine Vine, it won't be long before they attack the Vine Tribe!"

"By then, the Vine Tribe, without the protection of the Totem God, will definitely be breached, and our Frog Tribe will also suffer."

"So, for the sake of the Frog Tribe, we must prepare in advance, the moment the Vine Tribe is breached, we run immediately!"

After listening to the Witch's words, Huo Meng continued eating his fish leisurely, seemingly unconcerned.

The Witch of the Frog Tribe grew anxious and snatched his fish away, saying, "At a time like this, you're still eating here; won't you say something?"

Huo Meng finally looked at the Witch and said, "I think things might not be that serious."

"What are you saying? Not serious?"

The Witch of the Frog Tribe couldn't understand Huo Meng's thought process, even wondering if Huo Meng had eaten too much fish and had a brain problem.

Huo Meng snatched his fish back and said, "Witch, have you thought, if the Vine God really had a problem, who would the Vine Tribe guard against first?"

The Witch of the Frog Tribe paused, though quite old, he wasn't senile yet, and Huo Meng's words made him realize the crucial point.

"Are you saying that the Vine Tribe would guard against us first?"

Huo Meng nodded: "That's right, as we are the subordinate tribe of the Vine Tribe and the closest tribe to them, they surely wouldn't be unprepared."

"So, if we really prepare to run away and are discovered by the Vine Tribe, they would eliminate the Frog Tribe as quickly as possible."

"Witch, even without the Vine God, do you think we can withstand the Vine Tribe's attack?"

The Witch shook his head slowly; the Frog Tribe was too weak, and without the protection of a Totem God, the Vine Tribe could easily wipe them out with even a small force of warriors.

The Witch then asked: "Then what do you suggest we do?"

Huo Meng bit into a piece of fish and quickly spat out a few fish bones, saying, "Since we are a subordinate tribe, we have no choice but to fully support the Vine Tribe."

"If the Vine Tribe wins this time, they will trust the Frog Tribe more in the future, and we can benefit more."

"And if they lose?"

"If they lose, then accept fate; with our current population, without the protection of the Vine Tribe, it would be difficult to survive elsewhere."

The Witch of the Frog Tribe looked at Huo Meng with a complex expression, unable to deny that Huo Meng saw more clearly than he did and had a much longer vision.

Huo Meng cleaned the fish to the bone, then stood up and opened the door, letting the light from outside in.

"Old... useless... from now on, you decide all matters in the tribe; I won't interfere anymore."

The Witch of the Frog Tribe also stood up, walking step by step towards his own house, his silhouette somewhat desolate.

Huo Meng listened to his words, looking at his silhouette, feeling no joy but only a heavy sense of responsibility.

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July 20th, evening, on the edge of the Vine Tribe's residential area, in a wooden house, a man and a woman were arguing.

The woman screeched: "Everyone else is in the Hunting Team or the Fishing Team, at worst working in the various workshops, but you? You're patrolling and guarding the gate every day, gaining nothing!"

The man defended himself: "We're protecting the tribe's safety!"

"Safety? The Guard Team has so many warriors, one more or one less like you makes no difference. Do you think you, a One-Color Warrior, are so irreplaceable?"

The more the woman spoke, the angrier she got, and her tone became increasingly sharp: "The Hunting Team and the Fishing Team often get a share of the meat, and those in the workshops often receive rewards from the tribe, but you? What have you gained after working for so long?"