From Chief to Ball

Looking at the natural leopard-print underwear on his body, Chen Jian felt that it was too difficult to survive in this world.

the reality is cruel.

Looking at the other party's stone spears and stone knives in the cave, Chen Jian found that this tribe had not yet invented bows and arrows.

Before it succeeds, any proposal that has not been tried will be rejected by everyone - it is impossible for the tribe to follow Chen Jian's opinion to make bows and arrows at the risk of starving for a day.

Besides, he was too young, and no one would listen to what he said.

"It seems that I can only rely on myself..."

Thinking of this, he walked to the side of his mother, knelt down and touched the half-sister in his mother's arms. The girl looked at him with Wudidu's big eyes.

"Mom, polish a beast tooth for me..."

Chen Jian gestured with his hands, and said what he wanted with scarce words, because he didn't know how to describe the word arrow.

The mother nodded and said a few words to the old grandmother. She thought her son wanted a pendant.

So I found a canine tooth of a carnivore from the pile of bones. After listening to my son's explanation, it seemed that it was about to be sharpened.

Chen Jian found a stone knife from the stone tools, told everyone, and left the cave.

It’s not completely dark yet. Walking out of the cave, the original fresh air is intoxicating, and there is no pollution. I just don’t know how many little freshmen are willing to live here.

The cave is on the top of a mountain, and the location is very good, you can see the mountains and forests in the distance.The sunset glow hangs in the sky, glowing red, like blood and fire.

Occasionally, the roar of some wild animals can be heard, echoing in the mountains and forests, startling a few birds.

A few solitary wolves were wandering around the cave, and when they saw Chen Jian, they didn't show any hostility. On the contrary, they wagged their tails as a gesture of friendship, and occasionally barked in a low voice.

Seeing Chen Jian come out of the cave, the wolves did not dare to approach even though they were friendly, keeping a safe distance.

In my memory, the people of the tribe didn't have much hostility towards the wolves at the entrance of the cave, at least they weren't afraid.

In fact, this can no longer be called a wolf. It should be a primitive dog. It has not been domesticated, but it has formed a symbiotic relationship with humans.

Sometimes the tribe eats too much, and some spoiled ones may be thrown away, and the internal organs of animals are often not eaten, unless the food is extremely scarce, because the old grandmother told the tribe that eating those things may get sick from the passed down experience.

With food at your fingertips, some smarter wolves are too lazy to hunt by themselves. Although they are still wary of people, they will not take the initiative to attack the tribe.

Their close relatives are not smart, neither willing to be dogs like them, nor can they be cute and tumbling, so they can only be reduced to thin and extinct wilderness.

These wolves will give an early warning when wild beasts strike, and because of their interdependence, the people in the tribe are not afraid of these wolves.

Looking at these wild and untamed wolves, listening to the howling wild beasts in the mountains and forests, and looking at the huge pine trees at the bottom of the mountain that few people can't hug, I can't help but feel a lot of emotion.

This is a wild age.Feeling the insignificance of human beings in this era, the endless pride of wanting to conquer nature naturally arises in my heart.

Chapter 2 What to do if you don’t want to be green

Standing at the entrance of the cave, I sniffed the smell of earth in the air, recalled my previous life, and confirmed one thing: there are four distinct seasons here, which is a good sign.

The voice that has disappeared in my head told me that the geographical environment and the distribution of animals and plants have changed, so I must first determine the approximate latitude where I am.

Among other things, if you are in the tropics, you can basically die early and be reborn early.

There are too many various epidemic diseases in the tropics, which are a fatal blow to primitive tribes.

In regions with distinct seasons, one is that tropical diseases are not easy to occur, and because of the existence of winter, bacteria will go on winter vacation, and the ground can accumulate humus layers, but it is completely impossible to accumulate humus layers in tropical regions. Fixed agriculture is only Could be a fantasy.

"Perhaps this is equivalent to the Central Plains in the primitive era? It's just that the topography of the mainland has changed, and I don't know where I am... In short, let the tribe develop first, and maybe a few hundred years later we can have a better understanding of geography and hydrology. Intuitive impression. And you must let this tribe develop before you die, otherwise, who knows what identity you will be reincarnated in in the next life, and if you don’t have enough points, you will become a buried slave..."

I couldn't help shivering, first of all, I had to make the bow and arrow.With enough food, you are eligible to expand your tribe.Only when you are full can the people in the tribe think about things like philosophy, religion, inventions, and writing.

Survival is always the first need.

He didn't dare to leave the cave too far, and found a straight elm tree that was as thick as a wrist near the cave.

For making bows and arrows, the best tree is yew.It is said that the fiber elasticity of the yew core and the outer ring is different, and it is a natural composite material, but it is not so particular nowadays.

Elm, mulberry and the like can also be used. The simplest one-piece longbow can be made with the most primitive tools.

"That's it."

Picking up a stone from the ground, he struck the root of the tree vigorously. His strength was much stronger than in his previous life, and his fingers were considered nimble, so he quickly cut a gap.

The tree fell to the ground, cut off a section nearly one person tall, peeled off the bark with a stone knife, and prepared some soft tree bark.

After preparing these materials, it was already dark.

Someone in the cave yelled his name loudly, Chen Jian quickly responded with a loud voice, and dragged the trees back to the cave.

After confirming that everyone had returned, the old grandmother called all the adults in the tribe together.

It was the first time for Chen Jian to participate in this kind of tribal democratic meeting, because he had just grown up and had his own say in tribal affairs.

"It's almost time for the fruit to bloom. We have a few more women who have grown up, and a few children who no longer need milk. It's time to find other tribes. When the children are born, it happens to be When the snow melts."

The old grandmother expressed her opinion with years of experience, which is an opportunity and a way for the tribe to grow.

The children of the tribe are generally born when the snow melts. Maybe the old grandmother doesn't know the reason, but just based on experience.

Chen Jian speculates that it may be because babies are born in late winter and early spring, and there are fewer germs, which can reduce infant mortality.

This is what the old grandmother does, to pass on the wisdom that has been passed down through the centuries.

At this time, people don't know why, but the long-term struggle with nature has made people know what it is.

Both men and women will go to this event. Women can certainly bring new population to the tribe, but men also need to leave seeds for other tribes in exchange.

There was no other opinion at the meeting. The old grandmother told everyone that they should try to prepare as much food as possible in the past few days, because other tribes are far away from here.

Chen Jian looked at the cousins ​​around him, all of them were dirty, and women from other tribes were similar.

I have already left the animal nature, and it is still difficult to accept the matter of mating for reproduction.Besides, even if I accept it, it is impossible for the girl I find to come to the tribe with me. After a few years, my head will definitely be green!

Before the development of productivity reaches a certain stage, this marriage custom can ensure that close relatives will not marry, because children need to breastfeed, and fathers obviously do not have this function, and children can only follow their mothers, and may be closer to their uncles.

Now it is a matriarchal society, not a matriarchal society. Women and men have the same right to discuss things.

Women and men, in this day and age are like taxes and fines.

Taxes are stable and may not be much, but collecting wild fruits, seeds, bird eggs, roots and the like can at least ensure the survival of the tribe.

Fines are erratic and may sometimes be staggeringly large and sometimes not at all.Before the advent of bows and arrows, hunting was a matter of luck and danger.

To build a patriarchal society without the ability of men to support their families independently is purely a dream.