Jiang Yu traveled from the apocalypse to primitive society.
He looked at the hungry and scrawny tribesmen in front of him and scratched his head: This is a bit difficult.
Fortunately, his plant powers also followed.
Jiang Yu led a group of primitive people to start farming, making pottery, building wooden houses, weaving, and cooking food. The whole person was a walking encyclopedia of life.
When everyone gradually got used to his gentleness, the little sheep suddenly took off their disguise and tore their enemies into pieces with the posture of sweeping fallen leaves in the autumn wind, while also picking up the enemy's weapons.
Intention:
After reading it, I feel a little sad