Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Just as the emotions of the poor continue to thrill after a night of abundance, the children in the cave have been in a state of extreme exhilaration these days.

The result of excitement is a fight.

Beyond fishing time, there are frequent fights in the hole.

We used to fight for food, now we fight for food, sometimes we pull loot back, who gets the wrong fish, no problem, fight!

Now it is not a one-on-one choice. After Shao Xuan infused them with the idea of a group or another form of hunting team, these children are now all in groups of five. Fighting is, of course, a battle between a group and a team, more intense than ever.

Shao Xuan sat beside him and sighed, making his own sins!

After seeing the battle between the two groups caused by a child dragging another fish wrong, Shao Xuan looked at the mess in the hole and thought about it, looking at the smooth stone wall near the hole.

Long ago, people in the tribe used to polish the walls of the stone cave when they lived here, and they would engrave on the walls of the cave. Later, when they lived with children, they would rarely add more words to the walls of the stone. Even if the children in the cave were bored or suddenly wondering to paint, they would only engrave near the ground, and if they were taller, they would only leave traces a few years ago.

The time is different, the way it is engraved is not the same as the way it is dark and light. Some paintings have been made with vegetable pigments, others have been engraved directly with stone knives. Many traces have been blurred, discolored, and the original appearance can no longer be seen. It's also a waste to put it there.

Shao Xuan lured the energetic kids over because they were so excited that they picked up the stones and started polishing the walls of the hole.

There are some large stones deep in the hole, they moved out together, and the polishing of the high walls of the hole needs to be stepped on these stones, otherwise they are not tall enough.

There are things to do, these children have definitely split up a lot, plus this is Shao Xuan's order, no one objects, even if they don't want to, they will hold the stone and grind it a few times.

Because the walls of the hole had long been polished, now it was just grinding away the most superficial traces. After feeling almost, Shao Xuan took the branches that had been carburized by incomplete combustion and stepped on the stones below. On the walls of the hole, he wrote five groups, one on behalf of whom, two on which five people, all told them. For the sake of safety, Shao Xuan also wrote the names of the group members under the numerical codes of each group.

Every once in a while, the tribe sends people to teach these children the most basic things, such as numbers, such as some commonly used words, etc., so Shao Xuan knows the text here. However, the children in the cave were reluctant to listen before, and learned very little. Every time someone comes here, Shao Xuan listens carefully.

The children in the hole carry a stone card around their neck, which is their name. Even if they can't write, they can't recognize many words, but they can still recognize their name.

The names were written, the groups were divided, and the fish brought back had to be written. Shao Xuan wanted to write a digital record of how many fish each group caught, but the children were not satisfied. Looking at the fish hanging from the top of the hole, Shao Xuan drew a simple drawing on the wall of the hole with the branches of charcoal —— an abstract fish, one fish at a time, as if it were a fish.

At last, the kids were satisfied. They also asked the most numerous people in their group to verify whether Shao Xuan's painting matched the amount of fish they hung on the wall.

Each fish is just a penny of kung fu. There are only a few dozen of them together. It doesn't take much kung fu. Anyway, it's also idle. Plus the size of the hole, the walls are wide enough to draw a thousand fish.

Where Shao Xuan painted the fish, there was a high vent on the opposite wall, and the sun would shine in during the day, so that the writing on the wall of the hole could be clearly seen.

So, outside of fishing time every day, these five kids sit in a hole and braid a rope, and they look up at the wall of the hole for a while, and they count their group of fish, and they count the fish that hang on their turf. And that's why the numbers of these kids are growing up so fast.

People who used to knock with stone sticks and don't like to count, now they don't have to rush, they can do it dozens of times a day, which is still scarce.

“Xuan, isn't it twelve after ten? ”

“Eleven! ”

“Oh... eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen... no, Xuan, how come our team only has fourteen fish? Fifteen paintings on the wall! Missing one! Who took our fish?!!” Saying that the child and the other four in the same group were covered in wooden sticks and stones, his eyes glanced gloomy at the other children in the hole.

Shao Xuan took a deep breath and pointed at the wall of his fingers with a branch: “Didn't you see another thick pencil on the fish painted at the front? That means you ate it yourself last night! Do you want to spit out what's in your stomach and make sure? I - can - can - help! ”

“... it seems so.” I twisted my head and thought about it, and the child's breath subsided, and the stick threw, and the other four sat down and continued to braid the rope, as if nothing had happened.

“Xuan, let me ask Uncle Ge, it's a beautiful day again, shall we go to the river tomorrow?” A child looks forward to asking.

The other children also raised their ears and stared at Shao Xuan, as if all Shao Xuan had to say was “no” to break the heart of the glass.

“Well, tomorrow as usual.” Shao Xuan stepped out of the hole and looked at the sky, "he said.

More than 20 children in the cave are now working together, greedy, eager to fish all day by the river, but they also know that it's best to work with others, and they have to, for one reason -- they can't get stoneworms.

Shao Xuan has tried many kinds of insects that can be found in the tribe, only stone insects have the best fishing results. Shao Xuan will not distribute stoneworms to those who do not listen to the command to act without permission.

You want a stone worm if you don't obey? Fine, dig it yourself. Without Caesar, you won't be able to dig one for half a day. Those stone worms were moving much faster underground than earthworms, and if they were not caught in the first place, they would return empty-handed. How many times in the last few days has Caesar not helped dig for the stoneworms?

The second reason why they had to act in unison: they couldn't get the little black pieces that floated on the water, and to get that, they had to catch a bug that lived in the Black Swamp, and unfortunately none of them could get close to the Black Swamp except Caesar.

As a result, Caesar's position in the cave has also improved considerably. At least now the eyes of those children who look at Caesar are not the kind of red food eyes. Some brains are more flexible and have learned to please them. When they have seen Caesar eat animal bones before, they also give them to Caesar. Unfortunately, Caesar has no interest in fish bones.

Anyway, the relationship between these little bastards and Caesar has slowed down a lot, so Shao Xuan doesn't have to worry about when these little bastards will join together to bake Caesar.

The next day, Shao Xuan was woken up by these people and went over to the gravel to dig for stoneworms. Caesar dug one, and Shao Xuan divided it into one for each team's appointed captain.

A stone worm can be cut two to three times, then cut from the middle into two pieces, and for a few minutes, each end can move from one to two, and if you give them a little more time, they can grow exactly as long as they did before they were cut.

When everything was ready, Shao Xuan took another pedestrian to the bank of the river.

The warriors in charge of guarding the river bank changed a group, but soon became acquainted with Shao Xuan. For two days, they watched Shao Xuan bring the children from the cave to fish, and they would send them one every day. They had a good impression of Shao Xuan, and even the children who came out of the cave improved.

Seeing the river, these kids couldn't help but rush to throw bait and fish fast. But Shao Xuan suddenly stopped him.

Back up! Don't touch the water! Don't throw the bait! ”Shao Xuan held the child in front of him and shook him back, frowning and looking at the river.

Something's wrong today.