The Merits of Prehistoric Times 99999999

After traveling through the wilderness and becoming a weak and miserable human race, with no system, no golden fingers, and no special innate treasure, Jiang Chen originally thought that he would live such a mediocre life. Rub, drill wood to make fire, and receive merit from heaven, stealing the power of the God of Fire to bless the melting fire. Damn it, I built a house, God sent me merit, and I got the most valuable thing in the world, rent. I think of fishing nets, bows and arrows, compasses, and clothes as gifts from heaven. What creates words, instantly sanctifies the place... This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.