When Hula Dancing Becomes the Latest Trend [System]

I never imagined I would end up in a primitive tribe, no matter how carefully I planned. And no matter how much I tried to guard against it, I never saw the System's cruel tricks coming. A ridiculous tribe-building quest would be bad enough, but couldn't you at least give me a civilized society? What's with the Stone Age? Being surrounded by a bunch of primitive people who never bathe or wear clothes would be bad enough, but couldn't you at least give me a golden finger? And what's with having a shaman whose full-time job is brainwashing the tribe? What is that supposed to accomplish? What is that supposed to accomplish? What is that supposed to accomplish? Are you expecting me to wear a breezy little loincloth and compete with that charlatan for followers? What am I supposed to fight with? A grass-skirt dance? What! The neighboring tribe dug up our stone? Attack! What! The neighboring tribe stole our prey? Attack! What! The neighboring tribe is back again? Attack! What! The neighboring tribe is being robbed? Let me... wait, wait! Let me rob them too. Rob both sides! Theme: