Hu Ling traveled to a hundred thousand years ago and woke up as a female chief who had just died of illness - no clothes, no food rations, only a mobile phone and a solar charging board.
Twenty-five years old is already an advanced age in this tribe. Before she had time to panic, her aunt came first. The tribal girl handed over a handful of dried moss. She gritted her teeth and opened her phone. The stand-alone bean bag was still there. She typed in the question and was relieved by the answer.
Relying on Doubao's guidance, she improved menstrual belts, made hunting traps, went to the mountains to collect herbs, and opened up wasteland for farming, step by step to support the endangered tribe. However, the crisis soon followed - the Blackstone tribe attacked the hunting ground at night and killed three tribesmen; the internal grandmothers believed that she had broken the ancestral teachings and plotted to seize power; a plague swept across the valley, and the surrounding tribes had ten houses and nine empty houses. Only her village survived due to early isolation. Rumors spread, twelve chiefs formed a blood alliance, gathered eight hundred warriors, and vowed to burn this "witch" on the altar.
Honghong stood on the three-meter-high stone wall and glanced at her cell phone, which had only 17% battery left. A new prompt pops up on the bean bag: It is recommended to make black gunpowder, and the raw materials can be obtained locally.
She turned towards the kiln. This era wants to bury her, but she wants to build tall buildings here and unify the world's civilization.
Doesn't the phone need to be charged?