I am a primitive

When the people of the other tribes threw their own tribe's cold people into the fire and burned them to death, or they prostrated themselves on the ground tremblingly in an extremely humble posture, begging the sick god to leave with fear and hope, they The tribesmen are already boiling herbs.

When the people of other tribes were still afraid of all kinds of incomprehensible natural forces, and all kinds of demons and ghosts were produced from them, and prayed to them, the people of their own tribe already knew that man was a great species. My own efforts to solve the difficulties encountered...

This is really a very wonderful feeling.

Moreover, there is no doubt that after awakening, human beings can exert more powerful energy and create more miracles.

"Son of God, can you, can you go back?"

In the room that had been quiet for a while, a voice sounded again, and the owner of the voice was Stone.

When this question was asked, Shitou's heart beat like a drum.

On the one hand, he hoped that the Son of God could go back, so maybe he could follow the Son of God to see that extremely miraculous and fascinating thing.

On the other hand, Stone did not want Shenzi to go back, because he was worried that Shenzi would not come back after he went back, and he was reluctant to leave Shenzi.

My own tribe, myself and others cannot do without the Son of God.

Before meeting the Son of God, Shitou felt that he and his tribe had been living in the dark, in a daze, not knowing where they were going.

After the Son of God arrived, he pointed out the direction for himself and others, cleared away all the surrounding fog, and let himself and others see the light and know many things.

I really don't want the Son of God to leave the tribe.

This kind of feeling is not only shared by Shitou, but also by the rest of the tribe. After Shitou asked these questions, the hearts of the people in the room couldn't help but feel nervous.

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go back?

After hearing Shitou's question, Han Cheng showed a wry smile on his face.

Where can I go back!

A year ago, I went to the place where I fell from the sky again. More than ten years have passed, and the traces of being burned by the fire have basically disappeared completely.

Vegetation and trees also grew in the place that was burned to white ground by the fire, and some of the older trees that grew out were already as thick as arms.

The traces of my coming to this world are slowly being erased by time.

Wait for a few more years to pass, I'm afraid that there will no longer look any different from the surrounding area.

Moreover, even if it is really possible to go back, can the current self still go back?

In later generations, I no longer have a home, and the yard full of weeds is not my home.

When the people who used to live in it were still there, it was their own harbor. When the relatives who lived in it finally left, their home was gone.

What remained there was just an empty courtyard.

What are you going to do?Do you want to tidy up that courtyard?

Can I still leave?

After more than ten years, I have taken root here, and it has blossomed and beared fruit.

Here, I have my home again, but the person who needs to be sheltered from the wind and rain is now shielding the people in the house from the wind and rain.

This family cannot live without him. After leaving him, his wife and children will face the bitter wind and rain of the world.

And he also can't leave this home. After leaving, he will become a rootless duckling, drifting with the tide, without the watchfulness and gentle strength that he should have.

"I can't go back, and I won't go back. Here is our tribe, everything we have built together, and you. I am reluctant to go back."

Han Cheng smiled and said to everyone.

After hearing his words, all the people whose hearts were in their throats could not help but let out a sigh of relief, and put their hearts back in their stomachs.

They were really afraid that the Son of God would leave them. There was no Son of God in the tribe, so they didn't know what to do.

Even someone like Shi Shi, thinking that if the Son of God can go back, whether he can follow the Son of God to see all kinds of magical things, is full of joy.

Compared with being able to let the Son of God stay in the tribe forever, live with everyone, and lead everyone forward together, seeing those things is nothing worth mentioning.

And, didn't the Son of God also say that?

Those things are made by humans. Since humans can make these things, as long as the people of their own tribe can keep working hard, they may be able to make all the things that the Son of God said, so that they can appear in the world. own tribe.

Even if the time comes, he has already died and cannot see these things, but as long as he thinks that these things can appear in his tribe, that is enough to make him happy.

Because no matter how many years have passed and how many generations have passed, your own tribe is still your own tribe.

I still want to see it become better and stronger, and I will be happy about it.

"...Son of God, have you ever sat in something that can fly in the sky? Isn't that amazing?"

Stone, who was relieved, turned on the mode of [-] whys again, and began to ask Han Cheng.

"I've been on it, and the flight is very fast, from our main tribe to here, it doesn't take half a day.

It feels really amazing, especially the flight attendants who specialize in the service, each one is more beautiful than the other. "

Han Cheng said with a smile.

After understanding what a stewardess is from Han Cheng, these people in the room suddenly became more excited.

"God, isn't the stewardess as beautiful as Zhuang?"

Shi Shi said with longing, and the rest of the people were also full of expectations.

Han Cheng imagined the scene of a big, tall, and extremely muscular old man wearing a flight attendant's costume, showing a sweet smile: "Hello, sir...", and couldn't help but shudder viciously.

This is really crazy.

It seems that there is still a long way to go to change the aesthetics of these guys in the tribe.

Han Cheng couldn't help sniffing, and then pinched his nose to admit the matter: "Well, the stewardess is very beautiful, even Bi Zhuang and Ru Hua."

After hearing Han Cheng's answer, the people in the room suddenly became more excited, and they became more yearning and looking forward to the tool that can fly in the air.

Being able to fly on the clouds and enjoy the service of stewardesses who are even more beautiful than Zhuang and the others, it is very fascinating to think about it.

Hearing the excited discussions of these guys, Han Cheng could not help but sniff again, and mourned silently for the beautiful ladies and sisters of later generations.

It's really not what he wants.

However, fortunately, he is now in the primitive era, and no one in later generations knows what happened here.