Chronicles of Primordial Wars

In the stone cave, lying seven to eight, more than 20 children, a thin piece of broken holes of animal skin covered seven or eight children, the others not covered either had their own animal hides or shrunk aside, whether with a duvet cover or just shrunk aside, slept very heavily.

Because it's been a long time since I've cleaned up, slept a lot, and there's a bad smell in the hole. There is sunlight in the surrounding vents, barely giving a little light in the dark hole.

A child in a wrecked animal skin sleeps there, leaning against the side of the hole, below the vent, but unlike other children, he sleeps next to a big dog that is almost as long as him.

Shao Xuan opened his eyes and looked at the sun that had been shining on his shoulders. He rubbed his eyes and climbed up to clean up the hay under his body. When he saw Shao Xuan's movements, the big dog next to him, who had closed his eyes, quickly got up and squatted beside him so that Shao Xuan could clean up the hay he had just pressed.

After tied the hay, Shao Xuan walked out of the hole with the hay in his hand and the dog rope in his hand.

Unsurprisingly, he came to this original tribe-like place and became a child of this tribe in the wilderness hills. His body was very thin, probably ill and unable to survive. It has been more than half a year since Shao Xuan woke up on this body. If you don't get used to it, you have to bite your teeth. Living is the most important thing.

Shao Xuan never thought he would really come to a place like this. This place is very different from the original tribes of the Stone Age that he once knew. The people here don't look very special, but they don't.

Have you ever seen an ordinary man pull up a big rock with one hand and walk around the street without a damn thing?

Have you ever seen a normal person jump three stories from a tree ten meters high without any other tools?

Anyway, I haven't seen Shao Xuan in my last life, I've seen him every day in my life!

As for the stone cave that just came out, the original name was "Fu Niu Cave”, because the cave looked like a cow that had been beaten down, the name was named after the “witch” of the tribe in that time, but nearly a thousand years ago, the years changed, the tribe bred, the house was built outside, the cave was finally used as an orphan for the tribe, hence also called the "children's cave” by the tribe people, the children who lived there were not cared for by relatives, and the tribe people were unwilling to take in, in general, the "children's cave” is the orphanage of the tribe.

Since Shao Xuan's arrival, he has not seen anyone from other tribes. He has heard that there is only one tribe in the mountains.

An isolated tribe, a subsistence life.

With the dog, Shao Xuan walked slowly.

Shortly afterwards, we saw a wooden house of different sizes, some of which were made of wood and stone, grass mud, etc. Compared to the former, the houses built of wood and stone are slightly larger and more solid, and these houses are considered to be luxury houses near the foot of the mountain.

Both the wooden houses and the wooden stone "mansion" are, in Shao Xuan's view, rudimentary buildings. However, after staying here for a long time, Shao Xuan was quite eager to have a cabin of his own, but at this stage, it could not be achieved.

By this time, there are already people out there, men have come out with their own stone tools to grind, to take stone knives out during the next hunt, women have their own jobs, sew animal skins, sun food, etc.

As Shao Xuan passed by, many people looked over. Instead of looking at Shao Xuan, they stared at the creature Shao Xuan was holding. His eyes were greedy and coveted, and he swallowed spit. In their eyes, Shao Xuan was holding a large piece of meat, enough for them to eat a few meals. The eyes of those who were working early and hungry were green. But after seeing what was worn around that neck, you couldn't resist past attempts to rob it. It's a “witch" sign, which means it's just a witch thing, and they don't dare move. In their eyes, Shao Xuan was just helping the witch look at the wolf.

Yes, it was actually a wolf next to Shao Xuan, born in the mountains, except that when he was a young child, he was met by a soldier who went out hunting in a tribe and brought it back to Shao Xuan to eat, and at that time, the tribe's witch passed by, leaving behind a mark with a witchcraft, Shao Xuan named the wolf "Caesar”, also the name of a dog Shao Xuan had raised in his previous life, and he kept Caesar around him like a dog until now.

The people here think strangely, obviously quite respectful of the witch. After seeing the witch give a tattoo and Shao Xuan, their attitude towards Shao Xuan has not changed much. The difference is that they only have to bear not to kill Caesar to eat. As for the rest, how else, after all, the witch did not say let everyone help Shao Xuan. Big characters like witches, where there is time to ignore a child, after a long time, people are accustomed to such a child with a wolf. Caesar has never appeared again since the age of a cub with no teeth.

It's just that the people near the foot of the mountain wonder why Shao Xuan called Caesar Dog.

And what's a dog?

The question didn't last long, because people didn't care, they didn't care, they went to work on more important things —— food.

Shao Xuan has become accustomed to the sight of his surroundings. If Caesar continues to walk with nothing to do, the people of the tribe will not grab the things of the witch even if they are greedy. As Shiqi said, the position of the witch in the tribe is quite high. As to why the witch, who lived in the “precious area” of the mountain and was one of the top two in the tribe, gave Shao Xuan a precious tattoo to the person who slept in the “children's hole” and attributed it to one of the words Shao Xuan mentioned at the time - "raising”. At that time, Shao Xuan said that he would raise Caesar, who was still a little wolf, and eat it again, but the witch who happened to pass by heard, let Shao Xuan raise him. In order to prevent the tribes from robbing him, the witch left a tattoo, and the brand was put around Caesar's neck.

The “witch” was very interested in raising it, but the old man had never appeared for more than half a year. So Shao Xuan's impression of the old man was -- an irresponsible old god stick. Is it easy to raise a wolf? Being watched every day by those around you who glimpse the green light, no strong psychological capacity is long gone insane.

All in all, Caesar was raised by accident.

Life is so hard! Though the food at the cave is settled by the tribe, it's still hungry.

Shao Xuan sighed helplessly, looked forward, and the corner of his eyes pounded.

There is a man in front carrying a stone stick, two meters long shaped like a baseball stick, but much thicker. This thing is thicker. According to Shao Xuan's standards in his previous life, even if he can carry it, he is quite hard, but the man is as relaxed as just carrying a common hoe, slowly beating Hao to the mountain, probably going to discuss hunting with their hunting team.

That's the people here, the normal people. As for Shao Xuan, he now belongs to a vulnerable group that has not yet awakened the power of totem. When he reawakens the power of totem when he is about 10 years old, he can be considered an ordinary warrior in the tribe with the ability to hunt outside. The power of totem is the only criterion by which tribes measure whether they can become hunter fighters.

As for what exactly is the power of totem, Shao Xuan doesn't know, maybe he will understand.

At this moment, the uncle walking in front of Shao Xuan, carrying a stone stick and not sleeping, didn't even realize that the leather shorts made of animal skin he was wearing were slipping to his knees, walking X in broad daylight. People around me don't see anything.

Shao Xuan put up with it and said, “The uncle carrying the stick in front, your leather pants have fallen off! ”

The man who walked in front of Shao Xuan only turned around with his hat and swept his eyes towards Shao Xuan. He stopped his gaze on Caesar for about half a minute before looking down at his slippery pants, then calmly lifted his pants, tied the leather rope, and continued to carry his stick up the mountain.

Shao Xuan stopped talking.

Courtesy and shame to those in the tribe? What the hell is that? You can't eat.