Chapter 32: Affection between Generations

Ideals are full, but reality is skinny.

Diwu Xuan thought that since he could create a totem warrior, he could definitely create a totem army.

Just think about it, a group of extremely powerful stone spears that can be thrown out like small grenades, wouldn't that destroy all tribes in a matter of minutes?

By then, he will be the king, and all primitive people will have to worship him. His totem power will expand infinitely. Although he doesn't know what will happen at that time, it's beautiful to think about it. However,

this kind of thing can only be thought about, he can't create a second totem warrior at all.

Facts have proved that the second generation leader was just an accident. This accident started from when he was able to contact the Fifth Xuan, then he fell into a coma, and then the ancient cat beast appeared. With the help of the ancient cat beast, the Fifth Xuan was able to create a totem warrior.

"Waste, a bunch of waste, so many people, no one has the mental power to match the ancient cat beast, sad, I feel sad for you."

"Shame, the shame of mankind, you will be nailed to the pillar of shame."

The Fifth Xuan was furious in the totem alone, but the people outside did not react at all.

With the awakening of the second generation leader, the temperament of the entire Fire Tribe has changed.

Those weak adult men of the Grass Tribe are now summoned together by the second generation leader and trained one by one.

Those who move in a feminine way, beat them first. Those

who are timid and cowardly, beat them first. Those who are

weak in throwing stones, beat them first.

Others are filial sons under the stick, he is a warrior under the stick.

"It's rough, but I like it. Beat, beat hard, beat out the style of the Fire Tribe, beat out the character of the Fire Tribe."

Diwu Xuan jumped and shouted in the totem. He had long disliked this bunch of rubbish.

If the second-generation leader treated the original Fire Tribe people like this, Diwu Xuan would definitely not be happy, because it was too much.

But for these new members of the Fire Tribe who originally belonged to the Grass Tribe, Diwu Xuan was only happy and recognized.

"Look at the people from the native tribes. One is brave, the other is fearless. Look at you again. You are all sheep, and you are all meat on the board."

Perhaps it is because these people cannot use their mental energy to accept the power of the totem. The Fifth Xuan has been very dissatisfied with them recently. This dissatisfaction has reached such a level that he can't care about anything else. He can only relieve his anger by cursing every day.

Late autumn slowly passed, and winter slowly came. After several months of training, the new members of the Fire Tribe finally looked good, and the two witches finally developed a new sacrificial dance.

This is a sacrificial dance produced by combining the sacrificial dances of two tribes. After skipping, it can bring two powers to the Fifth Mystery at the same time: the power of the fiery red totem and the power of the vibrant grass-green totem.

The power ratio is roughly two to one, two fiery red totem powers and one grass green totem power will be generated at the same time.

For this ratio, the third generation witch and the herb witch have argued a lot, and the Fifth Xuan is very happy to see them fight. It would be fun.

In the past, the witch and the leader argued, and the leader always seemed to be not very powerful.

The first time he saw two witches arguing, the Fifth Xuan expected them to solve it violently, but in the end the herb witch compromised, and the third generation witch proved again: she can dominate the fire tribe.

With the leadership of the second generation leader, the fire tribe finally began to get on the right track and restored the previous wild and passionate primitive life.

The will of the fire tribe was completely continued at this moment. Many adult men really couldn't stand such destruction and always wiped their tears in secret.

Diwu Xuan did not sympathize with them like last time, because it was related to the future of the Fire Tribe, and he did not want the tribe to weaken.

Only the strong can survive, and this life is the same.

Time flows slowly, and the cold winter slowly passes. With the help of the totem fire, this winter is not difficult to endure.

Spring is here, and it is time for the Fire Tribe to hold the Uncovered Assembly again. This year, the third-generation witch who has never participated in it finally participated.

Diwu Xuan has always thought that the third-generation witch will choose the second-generation leader because they are childhood sweethearts.

But he obviously forgot the words of the village elder: too familiar, it is not easy to start.

The one who stretched out his claws to the third-generation witch was actually the Baicao witch who was a little afraid of her... Diwu Xuan instantly felt that his cabbage was eaten by a pig.

As readers, you cannot understand the sadness, loneliness, and the feeling of wanting to jump out and strangle the witch of herbs, unless you have married a lady.

As a lady, the third generation witch is absolutely incompetent.

She was too naughty in her childhood, too troublesome in her youth, and married to someone whom Diwu Xuan looked down upon in her adulthood.

However, in the end, Diwu Xuan could only bless her silently.

Like all fathers, what else could he do? He couldn't marry the girl himself.

"Okay, okay, this is finally... eugenics, and finally giving birth to a powerful witch to make the Fire Tribe prosperous is also good."

He was so self-deceiving and comforting that he even pulled out the big-character posters of later generations to comfort himself. He was really Ah Q to the extreme.

Life must be lived, whether it makes you uncomfortable or makes you more uncomfortable.

In the summer, Diwu Xuan confirmed that the third-generation witch was pregnant, and the father of the child was the Herb Witch. This was confirmed because the third-generation witch only had sex with him...

"You are happy to be a father, and I am happy to be a grandfather. Not only did the good cabbage in my house get eaten by a pig, but it also had to give birth to a child for the pig. My poor child."

Diwu Xuan roared sadly in the totem, but his eyes were always paying attention to the movements of the third-generation witch, fearing that she would accidentally fall or work too hard.

"You, you, you, your wife is pregnant, can you stop her from dancing the totem dance? Will it kill you to feel sorry for your wife?"

"Don't let her make stone spears, that's enough, you go and help her. You eat and do nothing every day. What? You have a stomachache, you deserve it, you are greedy, you shameless bastard."

"Oh, it's raining, don't get wet, totem fire, stand up for me, wait, lady, don't run out, totem fire is not enough, that who who who, go and pull it back for your wife."

Diwu Xuan has completely given up the totem warrior training plan. What he cares about most now is the child in the belly of the third generation witch.

He even secretly released his mental power to find out how the child is and see if he can strengthen him.

However, his mental power can't connect to this unborn child at all, let alone the child, even the spiritual world of the third generation witch, he can't connect.

When the primitive man is clear-minded, he can't invade anyone's spiritual world.

"Ancient cat beast, if you have nothing to do, stay with my eldest daughter. Her belly is so big, and she is running around everywhere. Please help me take care of her."

Diwu Xuan had no choice but to communicate with the ancient cat beast.

He finally realized that humans are not as good as cats. Sometimes the ancient cat beast can really understand some of his thoughts, but it is just for his request.

"What do you mean by that look? I am your master, not you my master."

"Hey, hey, hey, I'm talking to you, don't go, hey, hey, bah, you have no shame, just like that ungrateful man, bah."