I am a primitive

And the person who is offline is still basically offline.

"#EWSW3..."

After a while like this, the person who was always disconnected finally couldn't bear the abuse.

He said so loudly in his mouth, and threw the shuttle in his hand to the ground.

However, this behavior directly declared his failure.

“@W@#WE…”

The people standing behind the skilled weaver who had won the victory couldn't help cheering, with excitement and joy.

Those on the losing side seemed a little silent.

However, their silence did not last long, and was soon completely broken.

They shouted, defiantly and defiantly.

Hiding in the hemp field, silently witnessing the end of a strange game, and seeing the current scene, Han Cheng couldn't help reaching out and touching his head, looking puzzled.

How is this going?

The primitive people who have always been known for their frankness and honesty, actually have tricks and denials?

Under his suspicious gaze, things soon changed.

The loser stood up in front of the loom amidst the shouts of the people on their side.

He stood up from the front of the loom and walked away, looking relaxed all over.

He twisted his body vigorously a few times.

Then he beat his chest vigorously with his hands a few times to show his strength.

As for the person who was very good at weaving and could beat him completely, the smile on his face froze within a short time.

He looked at the man who kept beating his chest, with some embarrassment and hesitation on his face.

Just as that person felt embarrassed about weaving, he also felt embarrassed about the next thing.

However, although he felt embarrassed, he still stood up from the front of the loom, and after moving his body a bit, he walked towards the man who was obviously stronger than him.

Contrary to Han Cheng's expectation, the two people who seemed to have a good fight did not fight.

After getting together, they came to a place, and everyone moved away one after another, revealing a large open space.

Then the strong man bent down to pick up a stone that had been placed there from the ground, opened his posture, and threw it out forcefully.

The stone flew out far away, and it fell completely after leaping a long distance.

People belonging to the two camps ran over together, and inserted a very conspicuous wooden stick in their hands on the mark where the stone landed.

Then he returned with the stone and handed it into the hands of the man who had not yet thrown it.

This person who is very good at weaving took over the stone at this time, but he felt a little apprehensive in his heart.

He held it, stretched it vigorously a few times, made a full posture, and then threw it forcefully.

However, the result was not so good.

It can be seen that he has tried his best to throw, but it is still not as far as the man next to him.

There is not a short distance.

Glancing at the guy who can only weave, this strong man can't help but raise his head.

Then, he picked up an extremely sharp wooden stick with one end shaved from the side, and threw it out with all his strength.

The javelin-like wooden stick flew across the sky again, falling far ahead.

Someone went out again, pulled out the spear, and stuck a wooden stick in the place where the spear landed as a mark.

Then came the man who was a good weaver and threw it.

The result is obvious, and he is still no match for this.

After these two competitions were over, the two quickly wrestled together again.

After some scuffling, the stronger man gained the upper hand and won.

"@#W#!"

Those who belonged to the camp of the strong cheered loudly.

It means that they have already won, and the leader should be the person they elected!

He is so good!

It is so powerful!

And he is very good at hunting.

Only such a person is worthy to be the leader of his own tribe!

Only such people can lead the people in the tribe, defend the tribe, and bring a high enough sense of security to the tribe!

To be able to bring enough food to the tribe!

Moreover, in the past, when the leader was elected in the tribe, this was the case, and it was held by the strong!

"@#W@#..."

What they said was quickly refuted by the other party.

They talked emotionally, pointing their fingers at the loom and the food storage place in the tribe from time to time.

Their meaning is also very clear, saying that the tribe can live such a life not by hunting, but by weaving!

Up to now, the food brought by weaving far exceeds the food obtained by hunting in the tribe!

If you still rely on hunting all the time, the people in your own tribe will still be hungry and full, and you will not be able to live such a life at all, and the number of people in the tribe will not increase so fast!

The choice of leader in the tribe should be based on who can bring enough food to the tribe and lead the people in the tribe to live well.

Instead of looking at other!

Other things cannot be eaten as food.