The day when the golden finger is lit in another world

In the depths of the forest, where the moonlight cannot reach.A small tribe of less than fifty people lived. They had no fire, so they could only hide in their own tents, covered with animal skins that were not warm. They could only drink cold water and shiver in the cold wind.The night in the forest is really too cold.

The tribe was all strong men, with less than ten women, and three children.

They still had food, but there wasn't enough food anyway.This winter is even colder than usual.

"Is there any prey nearby?" The woman snuggled into the man's arms, and she held the man's arm that had been injured after being injured. She was still holding their child in her arms. very slowly.Tears welled up in her eyes, "If it really doesn't work."

She put the child on the ground: "Just take him to the snake god. Let the flesh and blood of our child become part of the tribe."

The man was silent. After all, this was his child, and the nature of his parents made him shake: "I will get through it." He comforted his woman.

"There is no more prey." The woman said desperately, "Even the edible weeds are gone, and if we go in the direction of the sun, we will be the territory of the blood beast tribe, and we can't go there."

The child opened its eyes in the hide and howled with hunger.

The woman hugged the child into her arms again distressedly, and opened the animal skin to breastfeed, but her breasts were shriveled, she was already very weak, and the child would only become weaker.

When Kos arrived here, it was early in the morning the next day, and he could hear people singing.Obviously, last night, perhaps because of hunger or cold, someone did not make it through and left this world.

The tribe was poor, they had no fire, no tanned hides to keep them warm.People's faces were numb, and they danced feebly in the open space like walking dead.There are no more prey around. For them, this winter is just waiting to die.

Of course, perhaps they would share the food among their own kind to ensure that some survived to spring.

Every year thereafter, the same process is repeated.

The population of this tribe will become smaller and smaller, and within a few years, this tribe will disappear.There may no longer be any evidence of their existence on the land they once lived in.

They finally found this group of outsiders and raised their stone knives at the same time.They looked at the people in front of them. Obviously, these people lived in a wealthy tribe-each of them wore animal skins that were warm enough.Looks strong and fierce.Holding a weapon with a cold light in his hand, it only takes one glance to know that the weapon is sharp enough.

"Who is your patriarch?" Ke Si stepped forward first.During this short and complicated time, he has grown a lot, giving him a majesty that cannot be described in words.

A strong man stood up, with no animal skin on his body, and a scar running through his entire upper body. For a warrior, this is his medal of merit.To prove his glory in a brutal war, or in a hunt—provided he wasn't crippled.

"I am the patriarch of the Snake God Tribe." The man frowned, his eyes were not very friendly, "What are you going to do? Start a war?"

Ke Si said unhurriedly: "Of course not, this winter can't afford any casualties. We are, and so are you."

"Then, what is your purpose and what do you want from us?" The man's eyes were like a torch, but he held his own stone knife in his hand. He knew that if he went to war, facing these strong and well-armed enemies, they would have nothing to lose. room to fight back.But he is the patriarch of the tribe, he must take the lead and protect his tribe.

Even if the enemy comes, he must step over his corpse.

Of course, Ke Si knew what this man was thinking. He raised a hand, and the tribesmen who came with him put down the rattan basket behind them—half of these people were originally in the tribe. A wounded warrior from the tribe of Sri Lanka.The other half are slaves who have just been absorbed, and these slaves now also have the status of tribal people.

"We are here to exchange with you, with food and animal skins, in exchange for your clansmen who are destined not to survive this winter."

"Why, since you have food, why do you want to exchange it." The man looked at them vigilantly, not giving an inch.

Kos didn't hide: "You need food to survive this winter, and we need people to work in the spring so that everyone can live. We have enough food, otherwise we don't need to replace people. Choose It’s up to you to let your clansmen who couldn’t survive this winter die in cold and hunger, or let them follow me so that they can live forever without having to fight with their lives for a little food.”

Such words are so seductive, almost like a benevolent god full of mercy.

The man looked at him suspiciously.

At this time, the woman rushed out with the child in her arms, and before she reached Cos, she knelt down weakly, filled with a little hope in her despair: "Child, can children be okay? Children are also human beings. "

Ke Si thought for a while, and finally nodded under the begging gaze of the woman: "Children are also allowed, but they can only be counted as half a person. You can only exchange half a basket of cornbread or half a piece of animal skin." Unless necessary, Ke Si still Not going to swap out the jerky.

"Okay." The woman said hastily, "Let him live, let him live!"

Her emotions infected almost everyone, even the patriarch, the man who owned her, did not speak.

Because they deeply know that weak children will not live to spring.The reason why their tribe has no newborn members is because every child cannot survive the winter.Only a tribe that is strong enough can bear the birth of a small life.

These children carry their hope, but this hope is destined to perish in the cruel winter.

The woman started, and finally some people stood up—these people were all in poor health in this tribe. They had survived the previous winter with difficulty, and they already knew that they would not be able to survive this winter.They don't actually know what awaits them.

But this tribe doesn't have much food left, and he doesn't want to be eaten by his tribe.

So they stood up.The patriarch didn't stop, he acquiesced to their actions.

There were twelve people in total, including three children.Kos handed over the food, and also gave them two tanned animal hides.The food has just been confirmed to be non-toxic and can fill the stomach.

Both parties are very satisfied with this transaction, and even if they are not satisfied, they will not show it on their faces.

These people followed Kos and the others silently, no one escorted them, but these people would stop when they were tired and rest by the tree, and at noon, these people would give them money for exchange Corn tortillas—Although they don't know what corn is, they can fill their stomachs and are very sweet, although they are not as good as meat.

These people did not drive them like animals, and were willing to share their own food with them.

Although they were already desperate for their future, they still saw a glimmer of light at this time.

They also saw that the man carried kindling with him and would boil water in clay pots.Their tribe has no fire, so they can only drink blood like wild animals.Fire is a very sacred thing to them, and only tribes favored by the gods can have it.

A man named Changxu was sitting by the tree to rest, Shan Qun came to him and handed him a pottery cup of hot water, Changxu took it, and the two looked at the listless newcomer on the other side , Changxu blew on the hot water and asked, "How long will it take to reach the Porcupine Tribe?"

"It's about time for the sun to go down." Shan Qun rubbed his blind eye, leaned against the tree trunk, and pointed to the newcomers, "They're really lucky."

Long Xu nodded in agreement: "We are not bad either. At that time, I almost wanted to stay in the previous tribe. It would be great if Hurong and the others came together. Kesi is very good, that lord...protected us."

"Miracle, we are now people who are sheltered by people." Shan Qun stretched.

Ke Si in the distance blew the whistle that Lin Xu gave him.

Shan Qun and Chang Xu stood up: "Assemble."

They walk calmly, with firm goals towards their leaders and towards their future.

People's future is chosen by themselves.

They eventually reached the Porcupine Tribe before sundown, a mid-sized tribe of over 100 people with no slaves.Women and children are better protected.But there are plenty of warriors who were injured and disabled in the last hunting period.To protect children and women, these warriors must be abandoned.

After the first such warrior stood up, everyone else stood up silently.

As they were about to leave, something unexpected happened.

The young and beautiful woman rushed out, her face was full of tears, and crawled at Cos's feet: "Take me away, take me away, I want to be with Hull, I can't leave him, Please."

In this way, the women left the crowd one after another.

In the porcupine tribe, they got fourteen disabled warriors and six women.

The women took care of these people along the way, and would please them to make food for Kos and the others, walking cautiously and humblely on the outside of the team.None of them can see their own future path.You can only follow your intuition, and those you love deeply.

People here have no family concept, except for the women of the patriarch and the strongest warrior of the tribe, other women don't even know who the father of their children is.They suffered a lot and were depressed in the tribulations, but they also had their own beliefs and persistence.

In desperation, women are stronger than men and endure more hardships.

They are naturally soft, but not cowardly.In some tribes even women dominate everything.

Where there are patrilineal tribes, there are naturally matrilineal tribes.

"Women get in the line!" Kos shouted.

The current forest is not safe, some wild beasts will come to attack humans, and the people on the outside of the team are the first line of defense.

But now this line of defense is protected by Kos and his people. They grasped the weapons in their hands and used their bodies to form a city wall to protect the people inside.

Kos looked at the road ahead and remembered what his god had said——

"The strength of a person does not lie in how many people he can kill. It is how many people he can protect. The weapon raised for protection is the guardian of life. The meaning of existence of the weapon raised for robbing is Just get knocked down by stronger weapons and people.

As long as they can protect others, no matter how weak they are, they can become heroes. "