When I woke up, I became the "selected ingredient" of the primitive tribe.
Seeing the savages staring at me and drooling, I realized: the time travel master did not give me a golden finger, only a pair of skins that "looked delicious".
Running away, living alone, being bitten by snakes, being chased by animals, caves collapsing... After a month of survival in the wilderness, I came to a desperate conclusion: I really can't survive alone in the wilderness.
So I put down my body and went around asking for shelter, but in the end I was expelled by all the tribes as a "walking plague".
In a desperate situation, he picked up a strong man with a broken leg, and then picked up a hungry lolita. With my unique skill of "rubbing sparks with my bare hands", I successfully deceived a "very poor tribe" with only fourteen people left.
The old patriarch was stunned on the spot: "This is a god descended from heaven!" Then he put the patriarch's broken straw hat on my head.
From then on, I, Yang Tian, officially started my journey of "cultivation" in the wilderness.
Looking for salt, farming, raising pigs, making arrows... Just when I was leading the whole village towards a better life, thinking that a wooden fence was an iron wall, a hundred hungry wolves taught me how to be a new person in the middle of the night.
I learned from the painful experience and started burning bricks to build walls. It turned out that the thing that haunted me more than the beast was an unbeatable "experience boy"...
