I am a primitive

The people in the tribe turned their heads to look at him, then looked at the rice placed there, did not speak out, but turned their heads again, and continued to maintain the previous posture.

This person was stunned.

Then continue to call the people in the tribe to eat.

This time, quite a few people just ignored him without even turning their heads.

He yelled three times in a row, but no one came to eat.

After a while like this, he stopped talking.

He bent down and picked up a bowl of rice with his already exhausted right hand, walked towards the leader of his tribe, and put it next to the leader.

Then he came back again, continued to hold the bowl of food, and put it in front of the others.

The people in the tribe were silent, and many people's chests were heaving sharply.

"@#￥#￥@3..."

The leader of this tribe, looking at this pale man with a severely injured arm and a limp walking, seemed to be filled with a lot of things in his heart.

After a while like this, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and spoke loudly.

After saying such words, he reached out to pick up the bowl on the ground, brought it to his mouth, and took a sip.

What he meant was to tell the people in the tribe not to be stunned, and to eat and sleep quickly. The tribe will go out to find food tomorrow!

After hearing his words and seeing his example, the people of this tribe began to act.

Some people began to pick up the bowls at their feet to eat, and some people went directly to the place where the bowls were placed, and picked up the bowls to eat by themselves.

Some stubborn people, after waiting for a while, also picked up the extra heavy bowl, and took a sip after a long time...

The children in the tribe also held the bowl in their hands, and after a while, they put their mouths to the edge of the bowl and started to eat.

It's just that I don't know why, but the food that tastes particularly sweet in the past doesn't taste delicious at all this time.

Not to mention that there is no taste in the mouth after drinking, and it also has a tear-jerking effect.

Just drinking it in one sip made many people's eyes dim.

Tears were mixed with the steaming food and drank into the stomach together, making it difficult to swallow.

From now on, I will never eat rice again...

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In the tribal cave where the light of the fire became very small, everyone fell asleep.

The person who had always been very strong before, and used his actions to silently cheer up the people in the tribe, lay there, covered his cheek with his intact but extremely tired right arm, and wept silently...

His left arm is basically useless, and he will become a useless person in the tribe from now on...

In the cave hidden by the dim light, besides this person, many people were crying.

It's just that everyone didn't make a sound, so it seems that the tribe is still calm and peaceful...

"@##￥23..."

When he got up the next morning, the leader of the tribe got up first and woke up the people in his tribe.

After everyone in the tribe had eaten, he spoke loudly.

After a while, the people in the tribe began to turn around.

The leader of this tribe also took most of the people to continue looking for food.

The place where the tribe lived soon became quiet again.

Most of the people went out to hunt, and only some old, weak and poor people stayed in the tribe.

Not too far from the tribal cave, some children were holding a harpoon made of tree branches, standing here quietly, staring at the water surface, waiting for the spearfish.

This time, these children did it very seriously, and all their attention was on the fish.

No one pays attention to whether there are any forgotten ears of rice in the rice fields that have been harvested...

Everything in the tribe looked the same as before, and people did not stand still because of the misfortune they encountered yesterday.

No self-defeating.

They are still trying to get food.

Unfortunately things have happened and life needs to go on.

Dwelling on the misfortunes of the past doesn't make things better for the tribe, only worse.

I don't know if the people in this tribe understand this truth very clearly.

But that's how they do it...

"@#￥RW@￥..."

In a path with many leaves missing, the members of the Red Tiger Tribe, carrying food on their backs, were marching towards the tribe.

With a heavy load of food on his shoulders, the leader of the Red Tiger tribe didn't have much smile on his face.

He led the people in the tribe, walking forward continuously like this.

I don't know how long this situation lasted. Among the team of the Red Tiger Tribe, someone spoke, looking very puzzled.

After understanding what this person said and what he meant, the leader of the Red Tiger tribe suddenly became very ugly.

A moment later, this sunburned face turned red again.

He turned his head and stared at the person who spoke just now, who was still very puzzled at this moment, and suddenly rushed forward, beat up this guy severely, tore his mouth to pieces, The urge to dig your face into shredded potatoes!

Fortunately, at the last moment, the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe restrained this impulse abruptly!

In fact, not only the leader of the Red Tiger Tribe, but also the rest of the Red Tiger Tribe couldn't help glaring at this guy, wanting to pounce on him and beat up this damned guy severely.

If it weren't for the fact that this guy is from his own tribe and everyone is from the same tribe, this damn guy would definitely die a very miserable death!

It's really not that the people of the Red Tiger Tribe are too angry, or they don't have much restraint.

It's really this guy, he can't speak too much, and he can't open any pot!