The wind blew.

Endless wasteland.

The withered yellow grass leaves collided with each other, making a rustling sound.

The fierce fight came to an end when a wooden stick inlaid with bones was thrust into the chest of the leader of the Red Tiger tribe.

The Red Tiger tribe member's eyes were wide open with confusion and disbelief.

Blood was flowing around him, and there were many more people lying on the ground, lifeless.

His wide-open eyes moved slowly as he looked at the dead people from his own tribe. Through the gaps, he also saw the large prey being fed by this strange tribe not too far away from them.

They also saw some people who looked at them viciously or with disdain.

How did things turn out like this?

Our tribe is clearly a tribe blessed by the gods!

What the witch had said to her tribe before was also firmly remembered by them and others.

The food in front of me was clearly prepared by the gods for me and others!

Our own tribe is the extremely powerful Red Tiger Tribe, which is enough to make people feel scared just by hearing its name!

We have already arrived here and are so close to the food!

Why did things turn out like this in the end?!

The man from the Red Tiger Tribe had his eyes wide open, his eyeballs moving slowly as he looked at the scene around him.

No one could answer his doubts.

He died with such doubts.

“Puff~!”

The people of this tribe exerted force with their hands to pull out the weapon that was inserted into the chest of the leader of the Red Tiger tribe, and blood spurted out.

The man from the Red Tiger Tribe didn't even move, he just lay there straight...

A fierce battle ended just like that.

No one from the Red Tiger tribe survived, they all died.

When the people of the Red Tiger Tribe dispersed and moved away from where they originally lived, their glory also disappeared.

Perhaps, this is why a strong dragon cannot defeat a local snake.

The dead members of the Red Tiger tribe never understood the fundamental reason for their complete failure until their death.

It’s not because the gods of their tribe are incompetent, nor is it because what the witches of their tribe said are inaccurate.

But it was because they were already at the end of their strength at this moment!

After a long journey with a lack of food, they were already exhausted to the extreme. Of course, they were not as good as this tribe who had a huge advantage over them, both in terms of numbers and physical strength, and were waiting for the opportunity here!

"#￥3wEES!"

The strongest man in this newly emerged tribe stuck the weapon in his hand into the ground and spoke out.

As he spoke, the people in their tribe took action.

They stripped off the animal skins wrapped on the bodies of the Red Tiger tribe members, left behind the weapons in their hands, and then dragged the naked Red Tiger tribe members to a place far away from where they lived, gathered some grass and trees, and set them on fire.

"@#..."

Looking at the corpses of the Red Tiger tribe members who had been stripped of their clothes and dragged away by their own tribesmen, the leader of the tribe reached out and scratched the ground on his head.

He seemed very puzzled.

These people were extremely skinny, with not much flesh on their bodies and their ribs sticking out high.

Moreover, their numbers are far less than those of their tribe.

He really couldn't understand how such a person could have the courage to launch such an attack on their tribe!

After scratching his head and thinking in confusion for a while, the doubt in the eyes of the leader of the tribe gradually disappeared.

He seemed to have found the reason why the tribesmen had such courage!

He bent down, reached out and picked up something from the ground.

This is a weapon used by the Red Tiger tribe.

The leader of this tribe had seen this weapon in previous battles.

The marks on the weapons he had used before were left by such weapons.

The weapons he had used before were strong enough, but they were still not enough when faced with weapons like this.

In a life-and-death fight, it is generally impossible for only one side to suffer casualties.

For example, this tribe living on the grassland.

In the previous struggle, their tribe had indeed completely defeated the people of the Red Tiger Tribe and killed all of these sudden invading enemies.

However, many people in their tribe were injured or even died!

A group of people in such a state can cause such heavy casualties to them. The main reason why such a thing can happen is that this kind of weapon has never been seen before!

The leader of this tribe was very sure that if the attackers did not have such weapons in their hands, their tribe would never have paid such a price!

After thinking about this for a while, the leader of the tribe held the newly acquired weapon in both hands and chopped it down fiercely.

“Crack~”

With a strange sound, his previously damaged weapon was directly cut into two pieces!

The leader of this tribe looked at the broken weapon on the ground, and then looked at the weapon in his hand. His eyes suddenly lit up...

“Slurp~!”

“Wheeze…”

Around the settlement, some animals that were grazing there would sometimes raise their heads and bark a few times.

Such cries, mixed in with the blowing wind, made the scene seem particularly desolate, with a sense of ruggedness and bleakness.

In the area where all the people of this tribe gathered, everyone gathered together at this time.

In the middle of them, weapons were placed on the ground, and some people were holding weapons in their hands and watching, or chopping at something.

What was placed on the ground and what they held in their hands were the bronze weapons they obtained from the Red Tiger Tribe this time.

Looking at the wood chips falling to the ground and the easily cut pieces of meat, the people of this tribe all widened their eyes and couldn't help but get excited.

Before, they were still feeling sad about the people in their tribe who were killed by those sudden attackers, but now, in the face of such incredibly sharp weapons, all such sadness disappeared.

Not only did they no longer hate the people of the Red Tiger Tribe who had been killed by them, but they became grateful to them.

After all, if it weren't for these people, how could their tribe get such good weapons? !

…

Three days later.

The group set out from the tribe’s gathering place and headed east.

These people carried weapons with them, and the weapons reflected some dazzling light under the sunlight.

They also led the large prey that their tribe raised, and tied some food for the journey on the prey's back.

There were no clouds in the sky, and they waved as usual, then continued walking eastward.

After walking for a while, some people felt tired, so they used the high ground or stood on the wood carried by the team to climb onto the backs of the prey and let the prey carry them forward.

The purpose of their trip this time was very clear, which was to find more of these extremely sharp weapons!

The more these people use and understand this extremely sharp weapon, the more they like it.

No one can have too much of a good thing.

What's more, they didn't get many such weapons from the Red Tiger Tribe.

So after some discussion, the tribe decided to send some people out to look for such weapons.

Only a powerful tribe is worthy of possessing such a sharp weapon!

It would be a waste if such a good thing fell into the hands of a tribe like the one they encountered before!

The tribal leader rode on the tribal prey and walked forward, thinking about these things in his mind.

After a while, he felt a deep regret in his heart.

He was regretting why he had not thought of these things before and why he had not realized the great value of this weapon!

If I had realized these things earlier, I wouldn't have killed those people before.

At least they won't be killed all.

In this way, I will be able to find out the whereabouts of this weapon through the survivors.

It is much easier and faster to find.

At least it won't be like it is now. Apart from knowing that these people came from the East, we don't know anything else...

The leader of this tribe does not lead many people.

On the one hand, they also have to leave a certain number of people to help manage the prey in the tribe and participate in the defense of the tribe.

To prevent someone from doing something bad to their tribe while they are away.

Another reason is that in previous battles, they have personally experienced how poor the fighting power of those who possess these weapons is!

Before, they could easily deal with them using the old-fashioned weapons of their tribe. Now that they have all replaced them with these new and extremely sharp weapons, it will be too easy to deal with such people if they encounter them again!

The leader of the tribe thought so in his heart, and his back straightened up...

Here is the Tieshan residential area of ​​the Qingque tribe.

Production and life have never stopped since Han Cheng led people to this land.

It’s just that the scale of production here is now much larger than before.

This is not only due to the day-to-day accumulation of people in the tribe, but also an important reason is that during this period of time, many people came here and joined the Qingque tribe. Then, after a short rest, they participated in the production and life of the Tieshan residential area without stopping.

Now, relying on this channel, the number of people joining the Qingque tribe has exceeded one thousand two hundred!

As time goes by, the number of people joining will continue to increase.

Because people nearby have basically moved here, the number of people going to Tieshan residential area has shown a downward trend.

However, this trend is not too big.

At least it is smaller than Han Cheng had expected.

Before, Han Cheng took into account the distance and the fact that food would become easier to obtain as the weather gradually warmed up, but he ignored the Red Tiger Tribe that had been plundering other tribes!

With the Red Tiger Tribe continuing to plunder and create poverty, there is no need to worry too much about how much food these tribes can obtain...

"Son of God! Son of God!"

Han Cheng was holding a hammer made of smelted iron and hitting the iron ore again and again, breaking large pieces of iron ore into small pieces.

In the tribe, Han Cheng is an absolute privileged class.

No one will mind if you don't do any work.

However, people still need to move around. If you don't do anything, you will feel uncomfortable.

At least that's how Han Cheng feels.

It was at this moment that a surprised and anxious cry came from afar.

Han Cheng turned his head and saw a group of people running towards him as fast as possible from a distance.

Han Cheng recognized the identities of these people after just a quick glance.

These people were none other than a team sent by Han Cheng to recruit people into the tribe!

"Black stone! Black...black stone!"

“God, Son of God!”

The shouts of surprise from afar rang out again, and compared to the previous times, there was a lot more content.

Han Cheng, who had originally shown a hint of a smile on his face, suddenly froze his smile.

After a moment, he threw the hammer in his hand to the ground, then quickened his pace and went to greet the people who were shouting to return.

While jogging, Han Cheng's heart couldn't help but beat fast.

Not only Han Cheng, but the entire Tieshan residential area, which was engaged in production and life, became restless and boiling because of the words "black stone"!

The distance gradually shortened, and Han Cheng recognized the person who ran to the front holding a black stone and made his body and hands black.

This person was none other than Yangyao, one of the first people to join his tribe after arriving in Tieshan residential area.

Behind Yangyao, there were many people from the Qingque tribe, carrying some black stones in their hands or in baskets behind them.

Just by taking a quick glance like this, Han Cheng's heart couldn't help but beat violently a few times.

Because he was basically certain that the stone that Yangyao and others were holding was the coal that he had been thinking about for a long time but had never gotten!

Han Cheng has a relatively good understanding of coal.

The first time I came into contact with coal was when I was a child, when my family was growing mushrooms.

When the mushrooms are baked into dried mushrooms, coal is burned.

In order to save costs, the family did not directly purchase ready-made coal briquettes, but bought coal blocks.

After coming back, I made my own honeycomb coal...