From eschatological to primitive

Huang Jue turned to look at the ginkgo fruit held in the slave's hand. The fruit was milky white, similar to the coconut he had eaten before the end of the world, but it looked bigger than the coconut, and was held in both hands by the slave.

"Master, do you want to eat ginkgo fruit now?"

The slave holding the ginkgo fruit prostrated and knelt on the ground and asked.

Even though the moral order is corrupted in the last days, and human life is as cheap as grass, Huang Jue has never been kneeled like this before. When I suddenly feel it, I can't tell how awkward it is.But I also know that this is the normal state of this era, and it is not good to change it rashly, so as not to arouse suspicion.

Suppressing the discomfort in his heart, Huang Jue imagined what the original owner should look like, and let out a "hmm" in his nose, which was considered to be his consent. He turned his head sideways to stare at the slave, and carefully looked at the ginkgo fruit in his hand.

Sensing Huang Jue's gaze, the slave shook his hands, gently put the ginkgo fruit on the ground, untied a stone knife from his waist, and divided the ginkgo fruit into six parts in a few strokes.

The flesh of the ginkgo fruit is light yellow, crystal clear like topaz, one bite, the sweet and abundant juice immediately overflows the mouth, I don't know if it is an illusion, the pain of the wound seems to be relieved a bit.

Huang Jue's eyes lit up, and he was busy biting a few more bites, feeling it carefully, the wound really didn't hurt so much, this ginkgo fruit could actually relieve the pain!

——Afraid of being discovered abnormal, Huang Jue only repaired a few life-threatening internal injuries along the way, and ignored the rest. His ribs were still broken, and his appearance was still miserable.

God knows how hard he endured the pain, and the injury could be healed in a few minutes but he had to keep it, just thinking about it is a bitter tear.

After eating a ginkgo fruit, Huang Jue felt indescribably refreshed. Not only did the wound not hurt, but her whole body was still warm... It's just that she was a little full from eating.

Carefully collecting the ginkgo seeds, Huang Jue looked at the busy people trying to strike up a conversation, but unfortunately the original owner was too unpopular, and everyone around him avoided him, so he didn't know who to talk to when he wanted to talk.

As for his two slaves, after serving him to eat, they knelt beside the stretcher without moving, pretending to be stakes.

Not to mention talking to them, Huang Jue glanced over and the two slaves were trembling with fright, as if they were going to faint in the next second.

Seeing this, Huang Jue also gave up the idea of ​​chatting with them, and rubbed his forehead with a slight headache, "You don't need to kneel here, go and see what they need to do and help them."

Although the two slaves wondered why the master was so generous in asking them to help today, they didn't dare to ask, and obediently stood up from the ground to help pick up branches and barbecue.

"Hey, why are you willing to let your slaves work for us today, are you afraid that we will take advantage of you?" A man with a vertical scar on his left face sneered at this, his contemptuous eyes swept over Huang Jue Come and sweep, as if looking at some garbage.

To be honest, let alone the original owner's bad temper, even if Huang Jue was stared at by him like this, he wanted to hit someone.However, from the information revealed from this population, it seems that the original owner never let his slaves work for others, because he was afraid that others would take advantage of him?

"Okay, Shi, just say a few words." The man with a fluffy bird's nest hair stretched out his hand to pull Shi's animal skin clothes, and didn't let him continue talking.

Shi curled his lips, and turned around to help cut branches to make traps.

Niaowotou smiled at Huang Jue, and came over to ask a few words of concern, "How do you feel? Does the wound hurt? Just bear with it, and let the witch show you when you get to the tribe."

Huang Jue recognized that it was the voice that asked him what to say when he was in a coma. His name seemed to be Peng, and it was one of the rare people among these people who had never condemned him.

Seeing that Peng took the initiative to speak, Huang Jue's eyes lit up, and he followed his words and asked, "Really? Can Wu Zhen cure me? But my bones are all broken."

Listening to Peng's tone, it seemed that he admired Wu very much, and it was just a good time to get a side view of Wu's ability.He is now blinded by the environment he is in, and he has to be careful to test everything.

When mentioning the witch, Peng expressed admiration, "Of course I can. I was injured more seriously than you at the beginning, so I was healed by the witch anyway! No matter how badly you are injured, as long as you are not dead, the witch can bring you back."

He didn't doubt why Huang Jue didn't understand the abilities of witches. After all, because of his health, Jue had never gone out hunting. Except for this time, the most serious injury Jue had suffered since he was a child was the one he was beaten by the leader when his clansman filed a complaint. ——The buttocks were swollen, not even the skin was broken!

In addition, Jue never cared about who was injured or who Wu healed, so Jue didn't know how powerful Wu was, so Peng could understand.

"That will take a long time?" Huang Jue continued to ask.

"It takes a long time for a serious injury, like yours, it can be cured in two or three days."

"Two or three days?" Huang Jue was really surprised this time, he was injured for a hundred days, and before the end of the world, when medicine was so advanced, he had to lie in bed for two or three months to recover.

Does the witch also have any special ability?

Huang Jue thought to himself, continued to talk, and learned about the general situation of the tribe from Pengkou. He knew that the original owner had two older brothers and one older sister. The older brothers and sisters were all outstanding warriors in the tribe, and the original owner was the most beloved son of the leader. .

In addition to witches, people in the tribe are divided into warriors, ordinary people and slaves.

The shaman is responsible for offering sacrifices, praying for blessings, medical treatment, and divination, and has decision-making power over the affairs of the tribe, but shamans generally do not intervene in the affairs of the tribe.

As the name suggests, a warrior is a person who can fight. Anyone who can go hunting with the hunting team and is recognized by the hunting team is called a warrior, regardless of gender.

The leader is the strongest warrior elected by the tribesmen.

Ordinary people are people without the ability to hunt. These people are responsible for gathering and trimming within the tribe, regardless of gender.

As for the slaves, most of them were traded back from the tribal trading conference, and a small part were prisoners of war. They existed like goods, and the descendants of slaves were also slaves.

There are about 500 people in the tribe, and the warriors only account for a small part. Most of them are ordinary people and underage cubs. at the bottom.

"When the cubs in the tribe grow up and become warriors, our tribe's combat power will surpass those of those tribes. Let's see how dare they look down on us!" Peng said expectantly.

"That's right! Boy... the little bastard is the hope of our tribe!" Huang Jue echoed with a full face of approval.

He didn't know that very few children in the tribe could grow up smoothly, and most of them couldn't survive one severe winter after another.Back then, there were five children born in the same winter as Jue, and only one Jue grew up in the end, which shows the cruelty of life.

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The fire was lit, the meat was roasted, people sat around the fire and ate the meat, and the two slaves consciously returned to the stretcher and knelt down quietly.

Huang Jue frowned slightly, thinking that they must be used to this.He didn't know what other slaves were like, and he was the only one with slaves in the team, so he couldn't compare them.But let him watch the two people who carried him all the way and helped him with half a day's work go hungry, he couldn't do it.

After brewing for a while, put on a vicious face, and roared viciously, "What are you doing here, why don't you hurry up and eat something! If you are too hungry and have no strength to carry me away, I will throw you into the woods Feed the beast!"

The two slaves flinched and knelt up slightly, looking at Huang Jue with horror and bewilderment.

Before Huang Jue understood why the two slaves reacted like this, Shi already said dissatisfiedly beside him, "If you want to eat, let them eat yours. We don't have any food for your slaves. I just want to help you pick up two branches. They eat our barbecue and think so beautifully!"

Sheng glanced at Shi, motioned Shi to stop talking, tore a leg of lamb and threw it over, "Let them eat this."

The sheep came from Sheng Lie, and Sheng was the team leader. When he spoke, Shi felt dissatisfied and couldn't say anything more. He muttered something and angrily bit the barbecue in his hand.

Huang Jue was embarrassed, and only then did he realize that he and the people in the tribe ate separately. Sheng gave him a ginkgo fruit just now, and he thought everyone ate it together.

But according to the original owner described by everyone, it is impossible for the original owner to hunt and eat by himself. Judging by the appearance of the two slaves, it doesn't seem like they can hunt. Could it be that the original owner came out with the trading team and brought food with him?

"Get out my stuff and let me see."

The slave silently took out one item after another from the animal skin bag next to him. Huang Jue noticed that this animal skin bag was carried on a slave just now.

In the bag were three finely crafted stone knives, a large bag of coarse salt, a large roll of animal skins, a string of colorful necklace-like ornaments made of very thin polished stone flakes, a small roll of brown sackcloth, Four pairs of straw sandals, a bag of bone needles, a ball of twine, two pieces of jerky the size of a child's palm, and nothing else.

Huang Jue was stunned, "That's all? Nothing else to eat?"

The slave carrying the animal skin bag thought that Huang Jue was suspecting him of stealing food, so he quickly knelt down in fright, "Master, that's all, I promise I didn't steal it. It's really just these dried meats, I keep putting them in the animal skin In the bag, without your order, I dare not open the animal skin bag..."

"Okay, I'm just asking. You pick something to send to Sheng." Huang Jue interrupted the slave and said impatiently. After thinking about it, he added, "Someone in the province said that I occupy He is cheap!"

Shi Wenyan raised his eyebrows immediately, jumped up and wanted to argue with Huang Jue, but was pulled by the person next to him to suppress his anger, and said angrily in a low voice, "I haven't said anything for a long time, I thought he was honest after being beaten up, I didn't expect my mouth to still smell as bad as before!"

"You still talk about him, don't you do the same? Well, what are you doing to provoke him!"

"I just can't stand him like that! Sheng wanted to take care of him when he came here, but he held his head up and said that we don't need to take care of him, and he said that he would never take advantage of us, and that we would exchange salt for food and drink on the way... Humph, now Didn’t he let his two slaves take advantage of us? There are only two ginkgo fruits in Sheng Sheng’s hands, and he kept them for emergencies, but he ruined them all..."

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