The moment Ji Yunxi fell from the top of the mountain, she thought her life was over. When she opened her eyes again, she was in a primeval forest that covered the sky and the sun, and was picked up by a group of tribesmen who drank raw hair and drank blood. There is no fire or salt here. People wear animal skins, live in leaky wooden shacks, and eat bloody raw meat. But in her mind, a ridiculous system prompt sounded: [Pinduoduo has been bound, welcome to use].
She can exchange wild vegetables, animal skins, and ores for points, and then exchange them for any commodity in the modern world. A lighter is worth 15 points, a salt is worth 10 points, and an iron pot is worth 50 points—a primitive tribe that doesn't even know how to use fire is dragged step by step into the torrent of civilization by her. She taught them how to season with salt, hunt with bows and arrows, and farm with iron tools; she built city walls, cultivated fields, and minted gold coins, allowing a small tribe on the verge of extinction to grow into the most powerful force on the continent.
From a modern orphan girl who closed herself off to protect herself, to a tribal god who is respected by thousands of people.
