Baitong, who originally thought he could retire at the base, woke up to find that he had traveled to prehistory and became the leader of the tribe.
Seeing her people eating raw meat, drinking raw blood, and running around in leaves, her eyes darkened, and she felt that a beautiful old age was simply a luxury.
In order to survive the tribe and have a happy old age, she decided——
Roll up your sleeves and work hard! ! !
What? No more food?
Baitong said: I have the wood power and I have food!
What? Winter is coming and your clothes are not warm?
Baitong burst into tears, you finally realized the problem with your clothes! Come, let me teach you how to knit a sweater!
What? Too many people and not enough caves?
Baitong waved his hand and laid out several drawings: wooden house, brick house, cement house, I can make whatever you want!
Many years later, Bai Tong nodded with satisfaction as he looked at the tribe with houses all over the ground and abundant fruits and melons.
Not bad, I can retire happily.
But why does this guy she picked up always follow her? She is the lord, the leader of the tribe! Not a cub that needs protection!
"Please don't follow me anywhere."
Chisen: "It is my duty to protect the leader."
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