Archaeologist Lin Wei woke up dressed as the sister of a primitive tribe chief who had just died. When I opened my eyes, I saw hell mode: a ruined cave, twenty-one women and children who were so hungry that they were out of shape, and the last piece of meat was already in her bowl. The former chief's sister died tragically while protecting her, and the tribe fell apart, leaving only the old, weak, sick and disabled.
There was no golden finger, no system, only the deep hunger, the howling of wolves outside the cave, and a group of tribesmen looking eagerly at her.
Lin Wei picked up the bowl of leaf soup, which symbolized the last hope, and looked at the blood marks on the palms of her hands caused by the stone chips - it was time for these primitive people to see what dimensionality reduction strikes were.
Lesson 1: No fishing net? Braided with bark fiber! No trap? Teach you the principle of leverage! Cut off salt? I will take you to refine from alkaline soil! When the surrounding tribes were still worshiping the black bear totem, they had already built the first wooden house and shot the intruder through the heart with homemade bows and arrows.
She taught them domestication, farming, and trading, and ignited the fire of civilization in the wilderness. She adopted orphan girls, trained archers, and condensed loose sand into steel. Just as the tribe was flourishing, the one-horned black bear that had torn her sister's arm off appeared again like a vengeful demon, its scarlet eyes fixed on her newly built home.
Lin Wei, on the other hand, raised the flaming sling and pointed it at the giant beast:
"Just in time, use your bear bile to sacrifice my sister's heroic soul."
This is an epic story in which a modern soul uses knowledge to crush the wilderness, create a legend in a desperate situation, and finally be crowned king.
Reader comments
It's quite novel. It feels like I've really seen a primitive tribe.
It's quite novel. It feels like I've really seen a primitive tribe.