I am a Primitive Man

During the Mid-Autumn, the daytime temperatures were still high.

Most of the trees were still lush and green, with only an occasional yellow leaf falling gently to the ground like a butterfly.

The leader of the Donkey Tribe, carrying a thick bundle of furs, walked at the front.

He had a relaxed smile on his face. After this travel period, he finally managed to exchange all the pottery and salt he had carried for many animal hides.

What’s more, he had found two new tribes to trade with in the future.

This would be their last trade of the year. After returning to their tribe, they would rest for a while.

Then, they would transport these numerous furs to the powerful and wealthy tribe, exchange them for valuable pottery and salt, and stop trading. They would wait for the heavy snow to melt...

Surrounded by joy, the Donkey Tribe did not realize that two people were trailing behind them, marking trees along the way.

Further behind, a tribe deemed lazy and weak by the leader was following these markings.

On the one hand, he was frustrated by the tribe's refusal to fight and their continued exchange of valuable pottery and salt for less useful furs, feeling angered by the stupidity of the black tribe.

On the other hand, he was secretly pleased.

Seeing so much pottery and salt being exchanged, it was clear that the tribe had a large amount of these goods.

Moreover, by following this tribe, he discovered two more tribes.

These discoveries and gains expanded their food sources.

The fourth leader admired his decision to track the tribe and find their cave instead of directly attacking them.

When he returned to the large tribe with the numerous pottery and salt, even the shaman would cheer for him.

He recalled the shaman’s obsession with salt and pondered the possibility of regaining his position as the second leader.

The more he thought about it, the more excited he became, almost eager to reach the tribe's cave ahead.

“Phew!”

Seeing the cave before him, the Donkey Tribe leader sighed a sigh of relief.

The other members of the Donkey Tribe behind him also showed delighted expressions.

This time, they had been away longer than ever and were finally returning to their tribe.

The people following them were smiling and looking relaxed as if carrying furs was no longer heavy.

At the partially concealed entrance of the cave, some of the people who had stayed behind ran out to greet them.

At the forefront were the short but quick children, followed by some adults who were not very strong.

They cheered and jumped to welcome the returning tribespeople.

The Donkey Tribe leader set down a bundle of furs from his shoulder and cheerfully took out a fur-wrapped bundle.

Inside were some bright red fruits.

These were found on the way back.

The children happily received the fruits from him, their smiles even wider.

The people who came out to greet them carried the furs back into the cave without needing help.

The Donkey Tribe leader looked at the bustling tribe with genuine joy.

They entered the cave, untied some furs, and took out some food.

This was the preserved food they had exchanged for pottery and salt with the other tribes.

In their trades with other tribes, the Donkey Tribe did not only exchange for furs but also for food.

The furs were used to trade with the wealthy and powerful tribes for pottery and salt, while the food was for their consumption.

Similarly, when trading these furs with the wealthy tribe, they were exchanging them for pottery, salt, and food.

The flames grew larger, and the ceramic pot on top was steaming. The aroma of the food gradually filled the cave.

The Donkey Tribe leader was the first to serve the food, followed by the others.

Amidst the rich aroma of the food, the entire cave of the Donkey Tribe was filled with cheerful laughter and voices.

After eating, while it was still bright outside and plenty of time before dark, the entrance to the cave was blocked.

The long journey with heavy loads had exhausted most of the Donkey Tribe members.

Now, back in the cave, their bodies and minds relaxed. They eagerly needed a good night's sleep to restore their energy.

Not long after the cave was sealed, the sound of snoring filled the cave.

The children also behaved well, not running around or making noise but quietly staying to allow the adults some peaceful rest...

In a concealed location near the cave, the fourth leader of the Flying Snake Tribe and his group sneaked up.

He inquired about details from the two individuals following closely, then carefully surveyed the blocked cave for a while before turning to give the order to attack. 𝑅ÂꞐỗᛒËś

After the long journey following the Donkey Tribe, they were exhausted even without carrying anything, let alone the Donkey Tribe members carrying loads.

At this time, with the cave entrance blocked, they were most likely sleeping.

This was a perfect opportunity for a surprise attack.

The fourth leader of the Flying Snake Tribe, who had experience attacking other tribes, was confident in his plan.

Upon receiving his orders, the Flying Snake Tribe members began to move.

Instead of rushing out recklessly, they used the surrounding trees and grass to approach the Donkey Tribe's cave quietly.

This was based on their experience from previous attacks on other tribes.

If only the strange horned beast were here, they could have charged directly without such caution.

The fourth leader of the Flying Snake Tribe thought to himself, smiling at his timidity.

This tribe didn’t have such a strange cave and was most likely sleeping. There was no need to worry too much.

Without the horned beast, they could still take this tribe down!

“Help!”

Inside the quiet Donkey Tribe cave, a woman peeking through a gap at the entrance suddenly cried out loudly. Her voice was so loud that even the approaching Flying Snake Tribe could hear it.

The sleeping members of the Donkey Tribe quickly woke up, scrambling to find their weapons.

While sleeping, they hadn’t previously kept watch at the cave entrance, but after frequent trades with the Green Sarrow Tribe, they had learned to be on guard.

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