The people of the Stone Tribe had thought that they would be free during the migration, but now seeing this scene, they were all disappointed.

Seeing that the people of the Stone Tribe had finished changing into their clothes and the three teams had taken up their positions, Qiao Yu gave the order: "Move out."

The third team followed her instructions, carrying their loads in front, the gourds from the Stone Tribe walked in the middle, the second team followed on the left and right, and the first team brought up the rear. After walking for a while, the first team would take over the third team's load, and they would take turns carrying it.

It was not until most of the team had left the tribe that Qiao Yu came down from the boulder, took the horse that Mang had led out, jumped on it, and followed the team.

This horse was the one she rode back. With the horse, she could show the way to those in front and take care of those at the back of the team.

Man led the team all the way to the river. When they arrived at the fishing spot, Qiao Yu had already arrived on horseback and was showing the way.

These men were all accustomed to mountain trails. In the past, hunting often involved walking in the mountains for a whole day in order to reach farther peaks, capture more prey, and return to the tribe before dark.

However, at noon, Qiao Yu still called a halt and asked everyone to find a place to sit down and eat dried meat to replenish their energy.

The people of the Valley Tribe brought their own dried meat, while the people of the Stone Tribe had their meat in wicker baskets carried by the third team. During breaks, Black and Blue Wolf distributed the dried meat.

They walked like this for a whole day before they found a place sheltered from the wind and stopped.

"Three teams will collect dry firewood, and one team will take down the pottery jars and fill them with snow to build a stove." Qiao Yu ordered.

The captives of the Stone Tribe had been listening to the four elders and the team members guarding them bragging about how powerful their leader was. They also learned that the leader they were talking about was actually a little girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old. They had long been extremely curious about Qiao Yu.

But along the way, the leader named Yu rode a horse and ran back and forth in front of the team twice, without showing any skills and failing to satisfy everyone's curiosity.

She spoke with remarkable terseness, and as soon as she finished, those at the front and back of the group began to move. Those who had been guarding them remained motionless, their eyes fixed on them, as if afraid they would escape. The three teams each performed their duties, with a clear division of labor and orderly operation. A member of the Stone Tribe marveled inwardly.

Soon, Team One arrived with some dry firewood. Team Three also found a few stones and stacked them together. Someone filled a clay pot with clean snow and placed it on top of the stove, which they called a stove.

Yu stood still and watched everyone work.

Only then did she walk to the stove, take out a green object from her arms, open the lid, blew inside, then put the thatch on it, blew twice more, and the thatch actually started to burn.

Everyone in the Stone Tribe widened their eyes.

"This, this..." Someone pointed at Qiao Yu and asked the people from the second team, "Is your leader... a god?"

The person he was asking was Shanshi. Shanshi nodded with a smile and said, "Our leader may not be a deity, but she's almost one. You've all heard about her power, right? She can just blow on fire and it'll come to life. Isn't that normal?"

Is this normal?

If the four elders and the caretaker hadn't boasted about Qiao Yu's achievements, perhaps no one would have believed him, thinking the Valley Tribe were playing tricks. But after being brainwashed, the people of the Stone Tribe were convinced that Qiao Yu was an extremely powerful person. Hearing this now, they didn't find it particularly unusual.

They looked at Qiao Yu with admiration and thought he was extraordinary.

You know, neither the Sun Tribe nor the God Tribe has this magical skill of making fire with just a blow.

Qiao Yu had no idea that her simple fire starter was considered a magical skill by these primitive people. She lit the fire and then stopped, leaving the men to cook the soup.

Qiao Yu had previously demanded that men also learn to cook. Man and Liushui were new officers. While she was searching for a new tribal location, all three teams had undergone training. Now, cooking fish and meat soup was a breeze.

The fish was placed in a rattan basket covered with snow. This was a great thing in the winter, as you could carry food with you without worrying about it spoiling.

Soon, bowls of fragrant fish soup were distributed to everyone. As they drank the soup, their cold and fatigue were instantly dispelled, and they felt refreshed.

After drinking the fish soup, everyone ate sweet potatoes and chestnuts roasted in the fire, then spread out the straw and animal skins and lay down around the fire.

In order to keep warm, everyone lay together in pairs.

Qiao Yu did not join them. He said hello to Man and found a tree a short distance away from them. He jumped onto the tree trunk and slept.

There were over a hundred men, some needing to use the restroom, some too cold to sleep and getting up to warm themselves by the fire, some hungry and wanting to roast some potatoes or eat some dried meat. There was always someone making a fuss. Because they were on shifts and someone was watching over them, Qiao Yu didn't bother much and just went to sleep.

But after all, she was in the wild, and she maintained her pre-apocalyptic habits, remaining alert even in her sleep, paying attention to the movements of the crowd.

In the middle of the night, she was awakened by a commotion.

She jumped down from the tree and ran towards the camp. She grabbed a member of the valley tribe who was sleeping on the edge and asked, "What happened?"

The man had probably just been woken up and was still confused, not knowing what had happened.

Just as Qiao Yu was about to ask again, he heard someone on the other side whisper, "Find Yu, go find Yu quickly."

She quickly stepped over the crowd of people lying down and ran over, asking, "What happened?"

"Yu, you're here." Cang, who was on duty tonight, seemed to have found his backbone when he saw Qiao Yu. His expression became much calmer, and his words were not as tense as before. "There are wolves. I counted them. There are about thirty or forty wolves."

He pointed in a direction: "It's right there, blocking our way out."

Then he added bitterly, "It was these guys. I told them not to cook broth after dark, but they said it was cold and insisted on cooking it. The aroma attracted the wolves."

Having said that, he actually didn't care at the time.

Just kidding. Not to mention it's snowy season now, and the wild animals don't want to wander out of their caves, but with over a hundred men, how could they be afraid of wild animals? Wild animals only come to offer meat when they encounter them. Didn't you see Yu also ask them to make fish soup in the evening? Clearly, there's no such thing as a relationship.

So he just said it casually and ignored it. Several people on duty took out clay pots and filled them with snow-cooked meat soup.

Who knew that after everyone drank the broth, they saw that it was almost time to change shifts, so they wiped their mouths and went to pee, preparing to come back to wake up the person taking over, when they saw dozens of pairs of green eyes outside.