I am a chief in a primitive tribe

"Great Chief!" everyone

looked at Mu Feng in unison, waiting for him to speak.

"I'm ......" Mu Feng stopped talking and looked at the old man for help.

The old man shook his head: "I have already said, you are now the chief of the clan!" "

Me?" Mu Feng was a little busy, he had just crossed into this world, and he had to take on the heavy responsibility of turning the tide?

At this moment, the system in his mind prompted again: "

Task 1: Help the clan tide over the difficulties, 300 points of achievement."

Mission 2: Solve the problem of clan survival, 500 points of achievement.

Mission 3: Boost clan morale with 200 achievements. "

No, the mission is down!" Mu Feng scratched his head, realizing that he could only accept the task now.

After all, he was now the chief of the tribe, and he didn't want to be the commander of the light pole!

He thought carefully about the crisis facing the tribe: the flames had been robbed, the furs had been plundered, the losses were heavy, and the people were terrified.

Sadly, although the raiders are gone, there is no guarantee that they will not return.

Therefore, the first thing Mu Feng needs to solve is the food and clothing of the tribe and the security problem.

Mu Feng suddenly knew what he should do.

He carefully searched for his memories, and said to Lihu: "Gather the young and strong people in the tribe, I have something to say! In addition, gather all the bone knives in the tribe as well!"

"Yes, Great Chief!" Lihu respectfully retreated and went out to Zhang Luo.

Not long after, he took more than fifty young men to the thatched hut, and there were more than thirty bone knives on the ground.

"This ......" Mu Feng wanted to cry without tears, "This is too 'weak', isn't it!It seems that there are a lot of things to do!" "

Behind Lihu is a steel-bearded man who is taller and stronger than him, with an angular face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a resolute gaze, he looks like a loyal and brave ruthless man.

Mu Feng knew that his name was Mingguang and he was the head of the tribal hunting team.

"Great Chief!" Mingguang was about to salute.

Mu Feng waved his hand to signal that he didn't have to do this, and looked at him and the more than fifty people behind him: "The tribulation that the tribe has just experienced has passed, but we are still alive! But we have to be ready!"

"As long as we work together, we can overcome these difficulties and solve the problem of food!"

"But there are more than 200 of them, and we are no match!"

"It's okay!" Mu Feng nodded and said with a smile, "Please believe me, I have a way to protect the whole clan, and I can also make everyone have a full stomach!"

"Huh?" Li Hu on the side was stunned, obviously a little stunned, he didn't expect that Mu Feng had already adapted to his identity as the big chief in just half a day.

It's just that adaptation is adaptation, and the problem of food and tribal security is not something that can be solved by saying that it can be solved.

Mu Feng thought about it carefully and said: "Uncle Mingguang, now there are thirty-six bone knives, divide half of them and take them to the back mountain to dig thorn trees, dig them out by roots, cut them off without digging them, and put them in the west of the tribe!"

"Thorn wood?" Mingguang couldn't help asking, "Chief, thorn trees are all thorns, what do you want it for!"

Mu Feng smiled and said, "I have my own use!"

After a pause, he said again: " In addition to the thorny wood, the other half of the bone knife is used to chop the branches, not too thin, at least as thick as my forearm!

After saying this, Mu Feng looked at everyone: "Understood?"

"Understood!" Mingguang nodded solemnly.

He wanted to ask what he wanted to do with the branches, but seeing Mu Feng's confident appearance, he suppressed his doubts and quickly chose someone.

Mingguang quickly chose a good person and set off separately in two groups.

The rest of the people were all standing behind the tiger, waiting for Mu Feng to give instructions on his next step.

Mu Feng looked at these people and said, "The rest of the people are going to pick up stones, pick up the right ones, even if they are bigger, but they must be able to pile them together! The stones they picked up are all placed next to the big tree in the west of the tribe!"

What he could understand was that there were too many thorn trees in the North Mountain, and the trees and stones around the tribe were common.

Mu Feng looked at Lihu, and naturally asked, "What's the matter, Uncle Lihu?"

"Ah?" Lihu was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly waved his hand, "You are now the big chief, just call me Lihu! I don't have any problem!"

Mu Feng shook his head helplessly: "Uncle, you watched me grow up, don't want the big chief to call me in the future, just call me Mu Feng." Please tell the people in the tribe the same!"

"Okay!" Lihu was shocked, but still nodded solemnly.

Then he turned to the two young men behind him who obviously looked like him and said, "Green Tooth, Red Tooth, take everyone to pick up stones!"

"Yes, Daddy!" The two turned around and led the people away to pick up stones.

Green Tooth, Red Tooth, and White Tooth are Lihu's two sons and one daughter.

This side Lihu turned his face to look at Mu Feng: "Chief...... Mu Feng, do you have any other orders?"

Mu Feng shook his head: "Do these before the sun sets today, and tomorrow we will go into the mountains to hunt!"

"Yes!"