I am a Primitive Man

Impossible?

Han Cheng sneered slightly in his heart. How could it be impossible?

There are all kinds of people in the world — warriors who face death for their beliefs, and equally, there are servile traitors who betray their own.

No matter what the few from the Sheep Tribe thought inside, Eldest Senior Brother and others took part in the Green Sparrow Tribe's warriors and, following Han Cheng's instructions, went together with the few Sheep Tribe people to the Sheep Tribe.

Sometimes, you have to be a little tougher. If you try to consider everything all the time, it would not be easy to accomplish anything well.

After the Eldest Senior Brother and the others left, Han Cheng made some arrangements for the tribe's safety.

First, the number of guards on the inner and outer walls doubled. Second, all the dogs in the tribe were let out to roam around the perimeter.

At the same time, those preparing the fields outside the tribe for planting rapeseed also had to carry weapons while working, and the number of people was increased. They had to be ready to rush back to the tribe with people if anything went wrong.

While the Green Sparrow Tribe made these arrangements, six people from the Semi-Farmer Tribe, riding beasts of burden, followed the Sheep Tribe guide and arrived at the riverbank.

The guide pointed at the many scattered white bones and tried to describe, in the best way he could, the spectacular scene that had once happened there.

The Semi-Farmer Tribe members stood there, listening seriously to the guide's rambling while looking at the numerous bones scattered on the ground.

Even though they barely understood the guide's rambling, from the many bones on the ground and the recent scene where many sheep were slaughtered, the Semi-Farmer Tribe members could roughly understand some things.

Of course, they were not pleased with the sight of so many bones.

So the Sheep Tribe guide, carefully watching their expressions, thought he was answering well—until one of them called him over and pointed sharply at a piece of sheepskin in front of him.

At first, the guide did not understand what they meant and thought they were asking why there were only sheep bones and no sheep.

But after being hit twice more, he quickly recalled the large flock of sheep his tribe raised…

What the Semi-Farmer Tribe people were asking was: Where was the Sheep Tribe's cave?

The cave was where the sheep were fed, according to the Semi-Farmer Tribe's female shaman.

This conclusion was the female shaman's guess, based on the livestock her tribe raised and the number of sheep the Sheep Tribe could hunt at once.

She had learned from the previous generation of shamans that their tribe initially had no livestock. However, after hunting a large number of such animals and not finishing the meat, they began to raise the leftover animals, and gradually, the tribe acquired livestock.

By analogy, the female shaman reached this conclusion.

The six Semi-Farmer Tribe members who went out didn't know it was just the female shaman's speculation, and even if they had known, they wouldn't have cared much — her wisdom was unquestioned in the tribe.

Suddenly, the guide from the Sheep Tribe remembered the leader's hoarse scream just before dying, which made him hesitate.

But this hesitation didn't last long. After two hits from the Semi-Farmer Tribe people, his feet involuntarily started moving toward the tribe.

At first, he was a bit reluctant, but after another strike, his legs became agile immediately.

The female shaman was right about one thing: once someone has been subdued once, like livestock, being subdued again becomes easier…

At this moment, the Sheep Tribe was emptier than ever before.

This emptiness referred not only to strength but also to the psychological state.

The leader and the tribe's strong people had gone missing, and the older primitives and some of the stronger remaining ones went to the Green Sparrow Tribe seeking help from the wise "Divine Child."

One thing after another had significantly weakened the Sheep Tribe's strength.

Among those herding near the tribe, besides the weaker women, older primitives, and those slightly injured or less agile, even the older children had joined to herd sheep or collect grass.

These children, usually not very sensible, were now heartbreakingly responsible.

Small bodies carrying shepherd's whips too big for them, running back and forth, stopping stray sheep.

Sweat on their faces, small hearts filled with unease, but no tasks were left undone.

Perhaps the reason humans could emerge from the wilderness and, step by step, become the strongest among living beings in this world lies greatly in the unity shown during critical moments.

Just like the nation and ethnic group to which Han Cheng belonged, at moments of life or death, there were always people willing to sacrifice themselves for righteousness.

Facing overwhelming dangers, they might have been scared and hesitant, but in the end, they still mustered the courage to press forward despite millions standing against them.

Under the oil lamp, an old mother tattooed the words "Loyalty and Patriotism," outside the village, an old man personally dressed his son's armor and sent him to the battlefield…

Groups of righteous people braved fire and water, surging forward to turn the impossible into possible.

Some of them were forever remembered in history, more remained anonymous, and some were even distorted and smeared by later malicious actors.

But no matter what, they were the backbone of the nation!

It is because of them that this nation has survived thousands of years of storms, passing on without end, growing stronger through adversity!

The Semi-Farmer Tribe's female shaman was right: once livestock is tamed the first time, it's easier to tame it the second and third times…

But one thing she didn't say correctly: humans are not livestock; there's a difference!

So the once terrified Sheep Tribe guide, upon returning to his familiar tribe and seeing the people herding sheep and the few teenagers waving large shepherd's whips and running toward him joyfully from afar, instantly lost all fear.

"#￥%!"

He shouted hoarsely at the tribe!

After shouting, he began jumping and yelling, waving his arms vigorously, signaling everyone to hurry back to the cave.

His sudden actions stunned the Sheep Tribe people who had just started to feel joy, and also shocked and amazed the six Semi-Farmer Tribe people riding their beasts of burden, who were admiring the large flock of sheep before them.

Hadn't this guy already smeared their leader's blood on his face? Wasn't he already tamed? Didn't he have any resistance all along the way? So why now…