Chen Yan swallowed the last mouthful of Fat House Water and opened his eyes again...
Oh, the world has changed a lot.
Looking at the savage human beings wearing only leaf skirts around him, Chen Yan wanted to cry without tears. Didn't he just drink a bottle of fat house water? Why did he do this to him?
Knowing that he was the newly appointed tribe leader, Chen Yan fell silent. How could a small tribe of about twenty people survive and grow in a primitive society where dinosaurs roamed the ground and weeds were taller than people?
Fortunately, there is a virtuous person beside me.
It's just that this person is a little too unreserved and always wants to get into a cave with him, which is too embarrassing.
