Chapter 154: The Once Prosperous Mountain Turtle Tribe

Jiang Xuan heard the news of the Otter Tribe's relocation when he went to the Mountain Turtle Tribe to trade.

"Now, the Raptor Tribe has occupied that large area, and many small tribes have been destroyed. If the Otter Tribe does not leave, it will be destroyed sooner or later."

Pangolin was a little depressed. Although the Mountain Turtle Tribe was far away from the Raptor Tribe, the Raptor Tribe was expanding too fast and might come here one day.

At that time, what should the Mountain Turtle Tribe do?

When a small tribe attacks, they can still rely on the powerful defensive power of the Turtle God to hold on, but when a medium-sized tribe attacks, they really can't withstand it.

Jiang Xuan sat in Shanjia's house, eating mushroom kebabs, and asked, "What about the medium-sized tribes and large tribes in the Southern Wilds?"

"Our place is on the edge of the Southern Wilderness. Those medium-sized and large tribes don't want to come here at all."

"Why? Because there is little flat land. There are only steep mountains or dangerous swamps. It is much worse than other places in the Southern Wilds."

The pangolin was quite sad when he said this, and was obviously very dissatisfied with the harsh living environment.

Jiang Xuan asked in surprise: "Have you been to other places in the Southern Wilderness?"

"We are old friends, so I'll tell you a secret."

Shanjia paused and said, "In fact, the Mountain Turtle Tribe was once a large tribe. It is said that at its peak, it had a population of more than 10,000 people."

"This is what the witch told me." Shanjia added.

"It is said that at that time our Mountain Turtle Tribe lived in the middle of the Southern Wilderness, where there were big rivers and lakes, flat lands everywhere, plenty of prey, and it rarely snowed."

When the pangolin said this, there was a gleam in his eyes, and it was obvious that he was longing for that fertile land.

"Then how did you end up here?"

Jiang Xuan felt it was outrageous. The big tribe became a small tribe, and the rich land became a remote land. Isn't the gap too big?

"Later, it is said that there was a conflict with a large tribe, and the two tribes had a great battle in the central part, and the Mountain Turtle Tribe lost."

"The old turtle god desperately blocked the totem god of the big tribe, allowing the remaining tribesmen to flee to the central part. Our ancestors then rode a giant mountain turtle upstream along the river and fled all the way here."

"Unfortunately, the old turtle god was unable to escape."

When Shanjia said this, his eyes became a little dim.

Although he had never seen the Old Turtle God, he admired him very much even though he had only heard stories about him.

Jiang Xuan was stunned and said, "That is to say, your current Turtle God... is not the same as before?"

Shanjia nodded calmly and said, "Yes, the current Turtle God is the child of the old Turtle God."

"So that's how it is."

Jiang Xuan roughly understood what was going on.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe was once a powerful tribe, living in the rich central Southern Wilderness. But later it lost in a tribal war, the old turtle god died, and the remaining tribesmen fled here. The tribe's strength declined severely, and it went from a large tribe to a small tribe.

Fortunately, their old Turtle God left behind a descendant, who is the current Turtle God. Although his strength is not as good as the old Turtle God, he can still protect a small tribe.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe continued in this way, but judging from their development, it was almost impossible for them to become a large tribe again.

Therefore, they can only pass on their past glory from generation to generation through word of mouth, but they are unable to return to the fertile land in the central Southern Wilderness.

The Mountain Turtle Tribe was actually lucky. An old turtle god died in the battle, and a young turtle god was left behind, thus preserving the fire.

For more tribes, after the death of the totem god, they simply fell apart, without even the chance to pass on their legacy.

"Central Southern Wasteland..."

Jiang Xuan muttered to himself, ate the last piece of mushroom, and said, "I'll go see it when I get a chance."

The East Wilderness, the West Wilderness, the South Wilderness, and the North Wilderness are the four major domains of the primitive continent. Each domain is vast and boundless, with countless tribes living there.

Jiang Xuan had been to the Western Wilderness, but due to drastic changes in heaven and earth, one third of the Western Wilderness had turned into a desert, and the environment in other places had also become harsh, far worse than before.

But the Southern Wilderness is different. The environment in the Southern Wilderness is still suitable for living. What would the central area be like?

Just by listening to the description of the pangolin, you can tell that it is a truly good place to live. Only a place like that has the conditions for the birth of a large tribe.

As for the edge of the southern wilderness, it would be good if a few relatively weak medium-sized tribes could survive.

Jiang Xuan suspected that the Wasp Tribe, which had once traded with the Rabbit Tribe, could not stand the poverty here, and moved to a place further south after they had the ability.

Shan Jia said: "Chief Xuan, I really envy you for having a flying mount that allows you to go to many places."

"The pangolin leader can also try to raise one."

Shanjia shook his head in frustration and said, "I did catch some young birds to raise, but some died. I finally raised one or two, but they were not big enough to carry people."

Jiang Xuan comforted Shanjia and then got down to business.

He didn't come here to eat, drink or listen to stories, but to trade magical mushrooms. These mushrooms could help the weaker warriors of the Vine Tribe improve their strength as quickly as possible.

Both parties are old acquaintances, and the transaction process was very smooth.

The Vine Tribe obtained several large bags of magical mushrooms with various uses, and the Mountain Turtle Tribe obtained salt and pottery. Both sides got what they wanted.

After the transaction was completed, it was time for Jiang Xuan to go back.

"Cry..."

Tangyuan spread his wings and let out a sharp cry.

Jiang Xuan climbed onto Tangyuan's back, and two Teng tribe warriors also climbed up.

Shanjia walked outside the tribe to see Jiang Xuan off.

Before leaving, Shan Jia said to Jiang Xuan: "Chief Xuan, if you really go to the central region, please help me find out if the remains of our old turtle god are still there."

Logically speaking, the old turtle god's shell is huge and extremely hard, so it should be difficult to decay.

Although the Mountain Turtle Tribe is no longer strong, they still dream of bringing the remains of the old turtle god back to the tribe for worship one day.

Jiang Xuan nodded and said, "Okay, if I have a chance, I will help you find out."

"Thank you, Chief Xuan."

The pangolin waved his hands, then watched Tangyuan flap its huge wings, fly into the sky, and gradually fly away.

There was an unconcealable look of envy in his eyes.

…

Peaceful times always pass quickly, and in the blink of an eye, summer is here.

“Chichichi…”

“Quack…quack…”

“Gu…Gugu…”

At night, Fengcao lay on the bamboo bed, listening to the chirping of insects, frogs and birds outside, tossing and turning but unable to fall asleep.

After arriving at the Teng tribe, she was assigned to the clothing workshop because she knew how to use bone needles to sew animal skin clothes, and she worked with Fuling to make clothes.

Fengcao's fingers are very flexible, and the clothes she sews are better than those of others. She is also smart and can learn things quickly. She also knows how to behave.

Soon, she became Fuling's most important helper.

Last winter, Fuling became pregnant. As time went by, her belly grew bigger and bigger, making it naturally less convenient for her to work.

Fuling handed more and more things over to Fengcao, who handled them very well and also maintained a good relationship with other people in the garment workshop.

With his extraordinary abilities, Fengcao easily integrated into the Teng tribe and occupied a place in the garment workshop.

But she didn't want to work in a garment workshop forever.

She has always had a wish in her heart, which is to be able to follow Jiang Xuan.

When she was most desperate, it was Jiang Xuan who killed the leader of the Crow Tribe and rescued her from the deadly whirlpool.

The figure riding the purple bird of prey was deeply imprinted in her mind.

However, there were many people in the Teng tribe who wanted to follow Jiang Xuan. She was just a small Yise warrior. What could she do to compete with them? Dong Kui did not shy away from wanting to have a child for Jiang Xuan and often ran to Jiang Xuan's yard to show her courtesy.

Fengcao is more mature than Dongkui. Perhaps because she has suffered more, she understands human nature better.

She knew that trying to get close to Jiang Xuan would not attract his attention.

Only by mastering an irreplaceable ability can she be different from others and make Jiang Xuan pay attention to her.

What kind of ability should I master to make Jiang Xuan value me and make me irreplaceable? Feng Cao couldn't think of it for a while.

She turned over and stared at the dancing flames in the fire pit, lost in thought...

…

The one who also couldn't sleep was Dongkui, who was shameless in Fengcao's eyes.

But she did not lie on the bed. Instead, she squatted by the fire and wrote and drew on the ground with black charcoal.

"Eight times nine equals seventy-two, so eighty times nine equals seven hundred and twenty..."

Dongkui muttered in a very low voice while doing simple vertical multiplication calculations on the ground.

It has been a long time since Jiang Xuan promoted arithmetic and Arabic numerals in the Teng tribe.

But most of the members of the Teng tribe still focus on counting and simple addition and subtraction.

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As for multiplication and division, which are more complicated than addition and subtraction, there are only a few people in the entire Teng tribe who have learned it, except the witch.

Dongkui is one of these few people.

The first time she came into contact with numbers, she quickly memorized the basic numbers and quickly learned addition and subtraction. Later, she even sought out Jiang Xuan to teach her multiplication and division.

She showed a stronger talent than ordinary people in counting and calculation.

After Jiang Xuan discovered this talent, he encouraged her to learn more and was happy to teach her when he was free.

As the tribe grows, the management of supplies will become a problem.

The warriors of the Teng tribe may be very powerful, but they will be at a loss when asked to count the supplies.

We can't always let Jiang Xuan himself or Chishao manage these materials and act as warehouse managers, right?

What's more, Jiang Xuan actually had no talent for mathematics. After the sixth grade in his previous life, he rarely passed the exams.

As the types and quantities of supplies increased, Jiang Xuan felt that he might not be able to manage them well.

Therefore, he could only discover people with talent in this area in the tribe and train them, so that they could help him manage the supplies of the Teng tribe.

Dong Kui was one of the people Jiang Xuan favored, so he was happy to teach her some arithmetic methods.

"Twenty-one times twenty-five equals... five hundred and twenty-five."

Dongkui used various number combinations to practice her multiplication skills. Although the women who lived in the same room with her had fallen asleep, she was not sleepy at all and was immersed in the world of numbers.

The fire in the fire pit was not stable, and there was limited space on the ground for writing.

Dongkui squatted on the ground, writing and erasing, erasing and writing. When a piece of charcoal was used up, she would take another piece, seemingly tireless.

It was not until late at night that she finally stood up.

Dong Kui said to herself, "I have to get up early to work tomorrow, so I have to go to bed."

Because she squatted for too long, after she stood up, she felt dizzy and her legs were numb.

But Dongkui didn't care. She slowly walked to her bed and lay down, still calculating various numbers in her mind.

“Buzz buzz buzz…”

A mosquito was flying around her constantly, making an annoying noise.

“Bang!”

Dong Kui took advantage of the moment when a mosquito was lying on her leg and was about to suck her blood and slapped it to death.

She stood up again and added a handful of stinking grass into the fire pit to repel mosquitoes, so that she could sleep more peacefully and have energy to work the next day.

Dong Kui lay down again and soon fell asleep...

…

On the sixth day of April, Jiang Xuan came to the garment workshop.

"leader."

In the workshop, more than a dozen women were working hard to make clothes. When they saw Jiang Xuan coming in, they greeted him one after another with fanatical admiration in their eyes.

Fuling was still working here with a big belly, but she could no longer do heavy work and could only sit down and do some fine work like sewing.

When Fuling saw Jiang Xuan coming, she hurriedly supported her waist with her hands and stood up.

Jiang Xuan frowned slightly and said, "Fuling, I told you that your baby is about to be born, so you should rest at home. Why didn't you listen?"

Fuling lowered her head slightly in embarrassment: "I had nothing to do at home, and I felt anxious, so I... just came here to do some work."

The living environment of the tribesmen was very harsh. There was never enough food and clothes to wear. They also had to guard against attacks from outside tribes, as well as various dangers they would encounter during hunting and gathering.

This also made them develop the habit of working hard every day, because if they didn't work for a day, they might go hungry.

Fuling felt uneasy when she was idle. Only when she was working did she feel at ease. She also felt at ease eating the food and meat from the tribe.

Jiang Xuan had no choice but to say to the others, "Keep an eye on her and don't let her do heavy work. The same goes for you in the future. If anyone is about to give birth, they can all take a rest."

The women nodded one after another, feeling deeply touched. When they were in other tribes before, where could they find such a good leader? They could not rest until the day of giving birth.

After giving birth, women can rest for one or two days at most and then have to continue working. Many people don’t even have a chance to rest.

Such a good vine tribe is really rare. Living here, I am full of energy and strength, and my heart is warm.

Fengcao, who was soaking animal skins, saw this scene. Although he didn't say anything, his admiration for Jiang Xuan became more fanatical.

Where can I find such a good leader?

When she fell into endless darkness and despair, it was Jiang Xuan who rescued her from the Crow Tribe.

Later, Jiang Xuan's series of actions warmed her heart like sunshine.

She did not expect to become Jiang Xuan's woman, she only hoped that she could master stronger abilities and do more for him.

"Wind grass."

Just then, Jiang Xuan came over.

"leader."

Fengcao raised his head, his hands trembled slightly, and he felt a little nervous.

Jiang Xuan took out a scroll of animal skin and after unfolding it, he could clearly see some strange patterns drawn on it.

"Fengcao, Fuling is about to give birth to a baby. I drew some new things. Can you try to help me make them?"

Fengcao looked at the animal skin scroll carefully, but couldn't understand it, so she didn't say anything because she knew Jiang Xuan would definitely explain it.

On the animal skin roll, there are animal skin coats with pockets and buttons, animal skin pants with ropes, and animal skin backpacks.

Jiang Xuan explained to Fengcao one by one: "This is called a button." Jiang Xuan took out an animal bone as thick as a finger, with dents on it and a rope tied on it.

"We fixed the rope of the animal bone to one side of the animal leather coat, made a small opening on the other side of the animal leather coat, and then passed the animal bone through, and then turned it sideways to hold the animal leather coat in place."

"Using a row of buttons like this, the two sides of the fur coat can be firmly fixed together, which is better than tying the fur coat directly with ropes."

Jiang Xuan pointed to the pocket on the pattern and explained to Fengcao.

"This is called a pocket. You just need to cut a piece of animal skin like this and sew it on both sides of the animal skin coat. Then you can use it to hold things. It is much more convenient than tying an animal skin bag around your waist..."

"This is called a backpack. It's just a leather bag with two ropes attached. It can be carried directly on the back..."

After Jiang Xuan finished explaining, he picked up a few pieces of animal skins and demonstrated in detail to Fengcao.

These things were not particularly complicated, and Fengcao understood them quickly, nodding frequently.

"You guys try it first, do as much as you can, don't force yourself."

After saying this, Jiang Xuan left the animal skin scroll to Fengcao, then turned and left to do other things.

Fengcao held the animal skin scroll in both hands and vowed to make everything on it!

(End of this chapter)