Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Early in the morning, the entire tribe was filled with murmurous sounds, and the sounds of striking and human beings were mixed and lively.

The place was quiet for four years and made a scene again.

A sheet of stone and thick wood is constantly being transported to the hills where the tribes are located.

The person in charge of pottery making is also busy living, everything is fine here, it is dirt is not suitable for pottery making. However, those with experience in ceramics can already tell where the soil quality is best suited for ceramics. The patrolled people walked out for a circle and found three places. If they have poor eyesight, they can't really tell the difference between the soil quality. At least they haven't found it before here, and don't know if there are any reasons for the recent movement.

While the three places are a little far from the hills where the tribes are located, the Flaming Horn people have a lot of strength, and moving things is simply a small matter.

When the earth was brought back, some people, led by sentences, also found soil that was more suitable for brick-making, and the brick-building houses that had been burned were very good. He used to keep a simple pottery from his ancestors as a treasure. He still keeps the pottery in his collection. He came into contact with the pottery after he went to his place of origin and mastered the pottery technique, and now he manages all the pottery in the tribe.

After the fusion of the sparks, some tribal elders, such as Shao Xuan, were much more robust, as if they were half young. When Shao Xuan built the house, he could still hear the cheerful laughter of the punishment.

The sentence says it will immediately begin to burn bricks and pottery, but no one can wait forever, there are so many people in the tribe, who know when to wait for bricks. Therefore, there are still many houses built of wood and stone, and it is not too late to change them until the bricks are burned out later.

The person in charge of farmland has begun to look for suitable land for cultivation. When the Horn Man left, he once dug an artificial lake. Now the artificial lake is still there, only the trail connected to the big river is broken. After all, the big river is no longer there, and the river bank has changed a lot. A long strip has been raised along the coast, like a giant python lying on the shore.

In the future, the tribe will dig the waterway connecting the river to the artificial lake again. Drought-tolerant crops will be planted around the artificial lake. Drought-tolerant suitable mountain environments will be planted in some parts of the mountains.

Dokan has taken people to dig stones, brought back nuclei wrapped in white worm skin, and set up a place to put them, and now he has to choose to throw them.

The neighborhood has been swept up by warriors, cleaning up threatened beasts and plants, dragging the food back to the pot and burning it if you can't eat it. The exterior wall, which has been destroyed, needs to be erected again. The itchy people have been taken out hunting by two big leaders, the towers and the homeless, and the tribes no longer have enough food to rebuild the tribes, which are physically viable, consuming and need hunting to sustain their livelihoods.

Unfamiliar with this place, the tourists followed the path in batches. The five hunting routes of the year plus a new exploration route, a total of six, had to be remembered.

Shao Xuan's family's breakfast today was a big horn deer brought back, and Caesar, along with several other fierce beasts of the tribe, went into the mountain forest to hunt his own prey, and is not back yet. They are with the hunting team and Shao Xuan is not worried.

Build the house, Shao Xuan hasn't rested yet, saw Langa dragging a net bag over.

“Just put a net in the river and grabbed it, look at that.” Langa unwrapped the net bag and a few fish shook up inside.

When Shao Xuan came back from the shore in the morning, he saw Langa and threw the net. After he caught the fish, he told himself that he wanted to know what fish was still in the river.

“There are not many fish, there are crocodiles in the river, and I didn't dare run to the center of the river, I caught them on the shore.” Langa explained.

Before the river had disappeared, direct netting was easily broken by the river beasts inside, so it was made as a fish grill. Every time the river caught was strange and diverse, but now, the river disappeared, the netting was possible, and the fish caught was monotonous.

If you've caught some fish and haven't caught others, you'll see three or two cannibals with pointy teeth. They're in good spirits, but unfortunately, they're surrounded by crocodiles of the clan. The cannibals can't even exaggerate here. They're just food rations for these crocodiles. Shao Xuan saw a crocodile bite several piranhas in the morning.

“I don't think it's that dangerous in the river anymore," Langa said.

The crocodiles will not leave here.

The river has risen considerably compared to yesterday, and in the morning the tribesmen have added several rafts to the pontoon bridge, and the position tied to the shore has risen, but now the slower the river rises, the more it has levelled, and the river will only remain as it is in the future, unless the heavens and the earth change again to change it.

“By the way, while I was netting today, I ran into people from across the shore who borrowed timber from the clan and talked to them.” Langa told Shao Xuan about this morning.

Due to the devastation of the forests on the other side of the tribe, many trees have been broken, several mountains have disappeared, existing trees have not been able to provide enough wood for them to build houses, and some, if not only small trees, unless they run further away to cut down. If there was no flaming horn, they might temporarily replace it with those fine woods, but now that there's a lot of wood, it's thick, it's sturdy enough, so the chief of the clan sends someone to borrow some wood first.

Most of their water moonstones were lost in past disasters, perhaps buried deep underground, unable to be dug out, and only a small fraction of them in hand were replaced by distant teams for food. I want more wood now, I can only borrow it.

As both O. and Tseng Luo know, it's just wood, they don't care, they throw away some of the past for the people of the Yan tribe, and the relationship between the two parties is closer, and from time to time, the people of the Yan tribe come to talk to the people of Yan Horn.

Langa is the source of information from the clan who came to carry the wood.

“Remember the Lo tribe?” Langa asked.

Shao Xuan thought, “Remember, it's a tribe that makes fishing nets. ”

The Ro tribe leaned against the river, they used to trade with the Ro tribe often. Shao Xuan traded them nets and changed several coats of fish leather. The Ro tribe's nets were very solid indeed, and the nets they made were able to stay in the river longer without being broken by some river beasts who were good at biting the vines and crawling wood.

“What happened to the Lo tribe?” Shao Xuan asked.

“The Lo tribe is gone.” Langa noodles with sympathy, "I don't know if anyone else escaped, but the vast majority of people, with sparks, are gone. ”

The people of the Luo tribe, without the crocodile warnings of the Luo tribe, were also close to the river. When the disaster occurred, they were unable to flee in time and disappeared with the entire river bank.

The people of the tribe also spoke of it in their hearts and minds. After all, a tribe they once knew disappeared into the great transformation of the heavens and the earth.

“It's not just the Luo tribe, listen to the travel team of the Luo tribe back, and there are a few small riverine tribes, all gone. ”

Langa sighed, someone was screaming at him from afar, answered, Langa put away the net and left.

Langa just walked away and ran over again, "Xuan, the shore people said someone was looking for you! ”

“Who wants to see me?” Shao Xuan thought it was the tribe of Qian who rose to the past.

“I heard the man's name was Yang Yang.” Langa shouted.