My name is Jiang Yao, and I accidentally fell into a primitive tribe in the Yangshao culture period from the future, still holding my infant son Shitou in my arms. When I was about to die, the "Tribal Survival Master" system was bound to me - it taught me how to identify grains, make pottery, recognize herbs, and control wild beasts. It was the only way for me and the stone to survive. There are no romantic entanglements, only existential crises: doubts from the tribe, lack of food, threats from wild beasts, and severe natural disasters. I combined future knowledge with systematic skills to open up wasteland in the era of slash-and-burn farming, earn a living for the stones, and find a place for myself. This is the story of a single mother and her children in a primitive tribe, relying on systems and tenacity to ignite the fire of survival.
