Lin Zhan, an elite member of the Jiaolong Commando, is fluent in eight languages, good at infiltrating behind enemy lines, and has mastered hundreds of wild survival skills. Then he dives headlong into the Stone Age during the mission. Facing this group of fellow savages who were holding stone spears, wearing animal skins, and who couldn't even make fire, Lin Zhan touched the half pack of salt and a saber left in his pocket, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.
The beginning is hell difficulty: the only old priest in the tribe who can light fire insists on burning him as a "genius from heaven"; the most valiant warrior leader feels that his thin skin and tender meat are not enough to fill his teeth; the entire tribe of fifty people only has enough food for three days; and outside the cave, the saber-toothed tiger's footprints are so fresh and shiny.
"Okay," Lin Zhan rolled up his sleeves, "Isn't it just a matter of starting civilization from scratch?"
He thought he was here to be the savior.
As a result, on the first day, the old priest's beard was set on fire by drilling wood for fire;
The next day, I taught everyone how to dig a toilet and everyone was watched the whole time;
On the third day, the wild boar king was captured alive, but the pig chased him all over the mountain.
Everyone in the tribe went from shock to numbness:
"This divine messenger... Seems unreliable?"
"But the fish soup he makes is really delicious."
"What kind of fetish is the 'flush toilet' he's talking about?"
Until Lin Zhan used vines to weave a fishing net and caught a fish half a man's height in one net;
Fire clay pots to make the first pot of hot soup;
Use traps to catch wild beasts alive and raise the first batch of livestock in captivity;
Even using chili powder to repel a ferocious predatory tribe...
