I am a Primitive Man

The sudden idea greatly excited the Fourth Leader of the Flying Snake Tribe.

The more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed.

He remembered that when they last attacked this tribe, the number of people in it was small.

Even if the population of this tribe had increased a bit over time, it wouldn’t have grown too much.

With so many strong adults having just gone out, the remaining number in the tribe would be limited.

Moreover, he was leading the valiant warriors of the Flying Snake Tribe. With such a force, the chances of capturing this tribe were extremely high!

They often took advantage of other tribes' vulnerabilities by launching sudden attacks.

When the Fourth Leader of the Flying Snake Tribe shared this plan with those around him, their excitement grew.

The people of the Flying Snake Tribe emerged from their hiding places and headed towards the edge of the forest.

There, a wealthy tribe possessed a large number of pottery and salt. Now, this tribe would be attacked, and these precious items would all belong to them!

The Fourth Leader of the Flying Snake Tribe, leading the way, was so excited that his body slightly trembled. After all this time, he was back at the base of this tribe. This time, he was determined to kill everyone in this tribe!

However, his excitement quickly vanished, and not just him—everyone from the Flying Snake Tribe who was thrilled earlier was now stunned.

They looked straight ahead through the sparse forest as if frozen like ice sculptures.

Through the thinning trees, they saw that the strange mountain wall in the distance was crowded with people.

There were no fewer people than before!

What… what is happening?

How did this tribe suddenly have so many people?

Even though their own tribe often attacked other tribes and recruited some of the population, their population growth rate was not as fast as this tribe’s!

The Fourth Leader of the Flying Snake Tribe was disoriented in the wind.

What kind of tribe is this?

Their population growth rate certainly could not compare to the Green Sparrow Tribe.

Many of the people they had captured in the past had been eaten, and with the harsh living conditions, it was a miracle that their population growth rate could match that of the Green Sparrow Tribe.

The Fourth Leader of the Flying Snake Tribe did not know why. All he saw were the results.

He looked at the crowd of heads on the strange mountain wall, then glanced back at his own meagerly small group. After a stunned silence, he suddenly turned and ran into the deeper forest behind them.

He no longer dared to stay here or attack this strange and frightening tribe.

The other Flying Snake Tribe members followed suit, turning and running into the forest behind them…

Within the Green Sparrow Tribe, many people were on the walls. Besides the adults, even the older children had climbed up the walls.

The fate of the Donkey Tribe had shocked them and made them more aware of the evil tribes.

In their panic, more than anything, there was a rising sense of anger and determination to defend their tribe.

They would not allow anyone to come and attack what they had built with their hands!

Han Cheng also stood on the wall, looking at the silent surroundings and the fearless Green Sparrow Tribe members. Feeling the atmosphere, he showed a hint of a smile.

People walked on the high walls as dusk fell, carrying weapons and vigilantly observing their surroundings.

The number of people on patrol had increased from three to six.

Inside the room, Han Cheng and the shaman were discussing the situation.

They were speculating about which tribe had attacked the Donkey Tribe.

Was it the same tribe that had attacked them a few years ago and captured the remaining people from the Pig Tribe?

After some discussion, Han Cheng ruled out the possibility that the same tribe carried out the two attacks.

He had learned from the Donkey Tribe's leader that the tribe that attacked them had followed them from a distant location and launched a surprise attack on their tribe.

Given the long distance and the time gap between the two incidents, it was unlikely they were the work of the same tribe.

This meant there could very well be two evil tribes near their tribe.

This wasn’t good news, especially since the recently appeared tribe seemed interested in salt and pottery. The likelihood of their tribe being targeted by other tribes increased.

Although the wall offered some protection, if their tribe had been well-prepared, major losses could have been avoided. However, the constant threat of potential danger was unsettling.

He didn’t know when or where these evil tribes might strike.

Moreover, many of the tribe's activities required going beyond the wall, which made people even more anxious.

It was hoped that the Eldest Senior Brother and his team would encounter the members of this evil tribe.

If they captured some of them, they could trace them back to the tribe’s lair and eliminate them in one decisive blow.

This would remove the threat once and for all.

After some discussion, Han Cheng noticed that it was getting late. He advised the shaman to rest first and decided to check the tribe before going to sleep himself.

The shaman shook his head and followed Han Cheng to inspect the area together.

This old man had a deep-rooted love for the tribe. Although often idle, he always stepped up when significant issues arose, dedicating his aging body to the tribe.

Seeing the shaman wanting to come along, Han Cheng did not refuse. Instead, he found a large fur cloak for the shaman to wear.

The night was fantastic outside, and he didn’t want the shaman to catch a cold.

With the passing of Fire One, Han Cheng became more concerned about the health of the remaining elders and about any potential accidents.

After inspecting the main gate and speaking with the sentries on the wall, Han Cheng gave some instructions before returning to his room with the shaman.

That night, Han Cheng watched the situation outside, contemplated various issues, and only fell asleep after a long while.

The night passed without incident. The next day, Han Cheng wanted to set up more defensive measures around the tribe.

However, since the Eldest Senior Brother and his team had not yet returned and could not be sure whether the tribe that attacked the Donkey Tribe might bring them along, he decided to postpone further actions.

At this moment, being cautious was the best course of action.