I am a Primitive Man

Han Cheng left the area and observed the donkey tribe leader sitting on the ground from a distance before returning to the matters concerning the Flying Snake Tribe.

His primary concern was still the monstrous creature described by Tu Mao.

Since Tu Mao’s language was not well-developed and his vocabulary limited, he could not precisely describe the creature.

Tu Mao only knew that the creature was very large, but the exact size was unclear.

Han Cheng pondered for a while and then instructed Shang and a few others to help Tu Mao, who could not put weight on one leg, go to the quarry.

At the quarry, there were many large stones.

Han Cheng pointed to a stone about 1.5 meters high and 2 meters long, but Tu Mao shook his head.

Tu Mao searched the area and finally pointed to a large stone approximately 2 meters high and nearly 3 meters long.

After comparing it with his memory of the unicorn, Tu Mao indicated this stone was the closest match.

No wonder Tu Mao was so frightened.

Such a large creature couldn’t be an elephant, could it?

Han Cheng considered this but immediately dismissed the idea.

Elephants don’t have horns, and as far as he knew, elephants lived in tropical regions.

The place where he lived had distinct seasons, with winters even colder than those in his past life, so elephants shouldn’t be here.

Thinking about it, Han Cheng shook his head again. Ancient Central Plains did have elephants.

He vaguely remembered learning about fossils of ancient elephants discovered in the Yellow River in elementary school.

Moreover, Henan, formerly known as Yuzhou, had a character representing a person leading an elephant.

Though Han Cheng was unsure of his exact location, the climate did make the presence of elephants possible.

“Does it have a long trunk?”

Han Cheng thought momentarily, gesturing with his hand to indicate a long trunk.

Tu Mao, however, did not understand what Han Cheng meant.

Seeing Tu Mao’s confusion, Han Cheng found a stick and drew the shape of an elephant on the ground, highlighting the long trunk and tusks.

Since he had previously drawn various shapes for Green Sparrow and for marking tools for the disabled, Han Cheng’s skills had improved, allowing him to draw a reasonably decent elephant.

Tu Mao carefully examined Han Cheng's drawing and suddenly cried out loudly, his eyes filled with fear.

He remembered seeing the creature with a giant python on its head fighting with the unicorn, and the memory was still vivid.

He hadn’t expected that the tribe’s divine child could represent such a terrifying animal in this way.

Could it be that Han Cheng had seen such a terrifying creature?

Seeing Tu Mao’s reaction, Han Cheng was surprised. Could it be an elephant?

Tu Mao excitedly made gestures and sounds, and after a while, Han Cheng learned from Shang that the unicorn had fought with the elephant.

It seemed that the unicorn was also very fearsome. It had fought with the elephant, even though it was ultimately killed. It was not an easy opponent.

Could it be a rhinoceros?

Han Cheng recalled large land animals he knew of and searched for a corresponding image.

Aside from rhinoceroses or other large wild buffaloes, he couldn’t think of anything else.

But did rhinoceroses have long hair?

Thinking this over, he drew an image of a rhinoceros and showed it to Tu Mao.

Seeing the much smaller but strikingly similar representation of the unicorn on the ground, Tu Mao’s eyes widened in disbelief, his mouth agape in astonishment.

Could it be that this divine child had also seen a unicorn?

Otherwise, how could he have so clearly depicted the unicorn-like creature?

“￥5……”

Tu Mao voiced his confusion.

Listening to Tu Mao’s doubts conveyed through Shang, Han Cheng smiled.

He had seen a rhinoceros, but the scenario was not quite the same as Tu Mao had imagined.

Han Cheng momentarily thought and nodded, surprising the people around him, including the Eldest senior brother. After all, the divine child had lived with them for years, so how could he have seen such a unicorn-like creature?

Recalling the miraculous experiences of the divine child descending from the heavens and the various extraordinary traits he had shown, the crowd was somewhat relieved.

It was only natural for a divine child to know so much.

It was remarkable that the hostile tribe had rhinoceroses and could control them to attack caves and people.

However, it also posed a problem, as dealing with rhinoceroses with the current equipment would be challenging.

The former donkey tribe leader, having reflected on his actions, approached. He saw the huge stone and heard Shang describe the terrifying creatures used by the evil tribe to attack caves and people.

He regretted and feared that he should not have insisted on launching another attack on the evil tribe under such circumstances.

The people of the Green Sparrow Tribe responded to his arrival with cold stares.

Mao came before Han Cheng, lying prostrate on the ground like a beast submitting to its king, uttering words of apology.

Han Cheng waited a moment before allowing him to rise and said, “The evil tribe will be destroyed, but not through a direct assault; we need to use strategies.”

Mao quickly nodded, afraid to say another word.

Seeing Mao’s nervousness and the cold stares from the rest of the tribe, which was not what Han Cheng desired, he reached out, took Mao’s hand, and lifted it.

“He made mistakes before, but he has realized his errors and hasn’t caused harm to the tribe, so we should accept him now. We shouldn’t treat him like an enemy anymore…”

Mao’s eyes welled up. He hadn’t expected the divine child to not hold a grudge against him for his previous actions but instead to help him explain himself to the other tribe members.

The surrounding people fell silent for a moment. After a while, the senior brother was the first to approach, patting Mao’s chest.

This gesture indicated a reacceptance.

After the Eldest senior brother stepped aside, Shang also came over.

With Han Cheng’s words and the senior brother’s lead, the rest of the people gradually approached and patted Mao’s chest individually.

Seeing the once again friendly faces of the tribe members, Mao was moved to tears. He had gained their forgiveness and was no longer alone.

As Mao lay prostrate before everyone, Han Cheng suddenly thought of something.

If Mao were a female primitive person, the eldest senior brother's leading gesture…

It would create quite a ripple.