Travel through the 90s with the system, dig your own grave first at the beginning

"Great witch, other tribes will covet your tribe. Is it because your tribe is not strong enough? If your tribe becomes a big tribe with many people, then I think it will definitely not happen again if a few people come to attack you. ." Gu Zishu said after thinking for a moment.

"There are more than 300 of us now, and we are considered a big tribe nearby." The big witch didn't understand why these people came here even though they knew that coming here would be a risky act.

“More than 300 people are considered to be many nearby, but how do you know there aren’t larger tribes further away?

Let's put it this way, bison are big.

But the five men of the tribe were still able to knock down the bison.

I don’t know if you have ever heard of the saying that if there are too many ants, they can kill an elephant.

If you want to bid farewell to such a boring life of fighting, only if your tribe is strong enough for others to look up to you, no one will dare to easily come and take advantage of you.

If there are 1000 people in your tribe, one person can bury dozens of people with a stone.

If there are more, spitting can drown people. When food is sufficient, people are your wealth. "Gu Zi Shujue felt that all these years of study were not for nothing. This time he could at least tell me something.

Of course, at my level, if the civilization progresses a little further, a counselor will kill me. But fortunately, I am in the primitive plane now, otherwise Gu Zishu will definitely not participate in this matter. Even if it is a task, she still dares to mess up. Really If it doesn't work, go explore on your own, and one day you can travel around the whole world.

The great witch heard what Gu Zishu said and pondered for a while, "What you said is true. This drought is an opportunity for our Dahe tribe to grow. We have enough food. Only by recruiting more people can we ensure that our food will not be destroyed." Someone else grabs it."

"An enemy." Gu Zishu praised that the great witch's political understanding must be better than his own. Gu Zishu admired this ability.

"Sir, I will discuss this matter with other members of the tribe. There are five small tribes around our tribe. We must summon them in advance and we cannot let them unite and come to snatch our food." The big witch said and stood up. Get up and walk directly outside.

When Gu Zishu followed him, he saw the big witch asking the child to call people over for a meeting.

"Then, great witch, you are busy first. I will walk around the tribe. If ramie comes here in a while, you can ask someone to call me." Gu Zishu said hello to the great witch, turned around and walked towards the tribe.

Nowadays, tribal bamboo houses and earthen houses complement each other.

Everyone who had been hiding in the room just now came out. Those who were picking stones were picking up stones, and those who were repairing the houses were repairing the houses.

There is not much sadness on each face.

"Our tribe is the most powerful. We have food to eat and are protected by warriors. Life is much better than before." A little bald man sitting on the roof said with a smile.

"Thankfully, our clan leader was smart and brought his people to join the Dahe Tribe. Now we can have food by working, unlike these fools who come over to fight, and end up getting nothing, and they have to be arrested." Another one. the man replied.

It can be seen that the great witch manages the tribe well, and those who join later have a deep sense of identification with the tribe.

Gu Zishu walked through the tribe and went directly to the edge of the tribe, where the grain storage and cave dwellings were located.

This time I came here was different from the last time. The cave had expanded again, and Gu Zishu was just catching up with a batch of baked goods leaving the kiln.

Seeing the happy expressions of these people, Gu Zishu stood behind and took a look. There were large pottery jars and many small pottery being pushed out.

Including pots, bowls, large jars, small jars.

Gu Zishu saw one of the clay pots with two ears and a small mouth, which was iron-red. "This is quite beautiful."

"Sir!" Hearing the voice, he turned around and realized that the person behind him was Gu Zishu.

"Hello." Gu Zishu greeted.

"Sir, our boy made this. If you don't mind, I can give it to you." One of the big men stood up and said.

"No, you can keep it for water." Gu Zishu waved his hand and said that if he wanted it, he could buy it when he went out.

"Oh, sir, we have enough water. We just want to see if we can burn something new and give it to you." The big man directly picked up the small amphora and stuffed it into Gu Zishu's hand.

"Okay, okay, I'll accept it then. Thank you. Tell your child that this is very nice and I like it very much." Gu Zishu could only take the next thing.

"By the way, isn't that a warehouse? Why are there so many people now?" Gu Zishu asked curiously, pointing to the stone wall over there. During this time, he saw several people passing by one after another, and then they left after staying for a while. .

There were people watching the warehouse nearby who didn’t seem to stop me.

"Sir, there is a new great witch in our tribe. He can carve murals. That's what he heard us say and then carved a painting for you. Everyone will go and see you if they have nothing to do." The big man scratched his head, happily said.

Although the great witch said not to disturb the adults by going there often, he secretly went to pay homage. Sure enough, his woman became pregnant not long after.

Gu Zishu really didn't expect that one day he would be on the wall and become the object of worship. You must see this excitement.

"Then I'll go take a look too." Gu Zishu put away the clay pot and turned around and walked over there.

"Sir, you will definitely be satisfied. Our wizard's craftsmanship is very good." A young man behind heard Gu Zishu say this and shouted from behind.

Gu Zishu was even more curious about what kind of mural would satisfy him.

When they arrived at the place, Gu Zishu fell silent.

Not to mention the explosive tributes such as bones of wild flowers and vegetables, tree roots and feathers placed on the small table below.

Just looking at this mural, Gu Zishu felt dizzy.

As for the great shaman who carved the mural, as long as he admits that this is not him, then we can still get along.

I saw a big bald man on the mural, with a full sky and a round pavilion. His eyes were as wide as copper bells, and his big nose and thick lips complemented each other.

Long earlobes, plump and round figure, big feet and big hands.

Barefoot immortals would always say that their feet were bigger than hers when they came over.

When Buddha came, he would directly save such people.

"Little girl, which tribe are you new to? You are all stunned. I painted this portrait after 20 solar days without sleep. When the great wizard came, he praised me for painting the adult beautifully." Gu Zishu was right in his heart. After convincing myself that this was probably someone else, the god of other tribes, what did it have to do with my godly stick, I heard an old voice coming from behind.

Turning around, he saw an old man standing next to him on crutches, looking for facial features in the folds.

Looking at the other person through the gap, he must be particularly satisfied with the work in front of him.