Chapter 11: The Primitive Man Who Almost Vomited from Biological Weapons



Last night, the temperature suddenly dropped. Even though Wu got up in the middle of the night and found a piece of unknown animal skin and put it on Han Cheng's head, Han Cheng still felt cold.

When he woke up in the morning, Han Cheng realized that it was snowing through the words of the adults, the cheers of the children, and a few white balls thrown at the entrance of the cave.

Heavy snow fell and everything was quiet. It was not suitable to go out hunting in such weather.

Because people at that time were not like people in later generations who could fully arm themselves and wrap themselves tightly.

They were only wrapped in simple animal skins and would get frostbite if they stayed in the snow for a long time.

I thought that the eldest brother, who had been leading the tribe to collect and store food for some time, would take a good rest on a day like this, but I didn't expect that he would call people out again just after breakfast.

But the difference is that they did not carry weapons such as stones, but only pointed sticks.

Han Cheng, who has lived here for almost three months, knows that this is the "harpoon" of the tribe.

The eldest brother and the others are going fishing.

Because the stream was not far from the cave, the eldest brother and his companions allowed many of the "snow-crazy" children in the cave to go with them.

Because everyone was out in force, their harvest was quite large. By noon, they had brought back nearly twenty fish.

Because the weather was too cold, the eldest brother and his companions could not stay in the ice and snow outside the cave for a long time, so the fishing activity was not like hunting or picking in the past, which could be carried out all day long. Instead, they had to stop and stay in the cave for a while after one or two hours.

After warming up by the fire, we went out to continue fishing.

It is easy to get sick if you are not careful with the alternating hot and cold weather, but seeing that they seemed to have gotten used to it, Han Cheng kept this idea in mind.

Ever since the snow began to fall, the food in the cave had begun to change under the arrangement of the eldest brother.

Originally, people mainly ate meat and would eat less fruit if possible.

Now it has become a diet mainly of fruits, supplemented by meat.

Han Cheng could understand the changes in this regard.

After all, prey used to be easier to hunt and less durable, but the current situation is exactly the opposite of before.

The fishing activities were completely stopped after about three days.

Han Cheng expressed his understanding of this, after all, it was too cold outside.

After the fishing stopped, the cave entrance was basically closed all day.

The cave door will only be opened when someone goes out to relieve themselves or to cook.

Every time this happens, the children will appear particularly excited, as if they have seen the light of day again.

Han Cheng had never lived here before and didn't know how long the winter would last.

But judging from the fact that the people in the tribe have been eating snowballs directly after drinking water since the snow fell, winter will surely last for quite some time.

In winter, the most common thing people who stay in caves do is sleep.

Firstly, they don’t have much to do without sleeping, and secondly, their bodies really need a good rest after being busy for so long.

Thirdly, the light in the cave is dim, and this atmosphere is indeed very suitable for sleeping.

Finally, sleeping can save energy and reduce food consumption.

Time seems to be sealed by ice and snow outside. The days repeat themselves every day, making it almost impossible to feel the passage of time.

Han Cheng's condition is getting better and better, and his two arms can already swing to a great extent.

A lot of burnt shells on his body also fell off.

The moment he found that he could barely walk out of the cave, Han Cheng ignored the witch's obstruction and insisted on walking out of the cave.

This is not to show off his personality, but he really has his own unspeakable secrets.

He had been eating, drinking, defecating and urinating while standing for the past few months, and no one knew how much stuff had accumulated on the charred shell covering his lower body.

If he doesn't take advantage of this opportunity to deal with it himself, he will be embarrassed when the burnt shell of his lower body can no longer hold it back!

When the people in the tribe saw that something that looked like a tree could actually move by itself, they all came to see the wonder. Even the second brother, who was snoring loudly, was woken up by one of his wives.

Looking at these people who were not even sleeping and who were rushing outside to stare at him, Han Cheng felt like crying but had no tears.

Damn it!

Didn’t I just poop in my pants?

As for such a big fuss, will the entire tribe come out to watch the fun?

After a stalemate, seeing that everyone was still unwilling to go back, Han Cheng made up his mind, damn it! Just watch it!

You guys don't even try to avoid people when you do things. How can I, a time traveler from the future, be worse than you?

As he thought about this, he stretched out his little hand to pick the burnt shell behind his butt.

You read it right, it's a little hand. For some reason, after his hand was freed from the burnt shell, it became like this.

His two hands look like those of a six or seven-year-old child!

When he first saw these hands, Han Cheng was very scared, but after confirming that the rest of his body had also become smaller like these two pairs of hands and had not become disproportionate, he felt relieved.

Even time travel can happen, so it is no longer surprising to see people returning to youth.

After all, if you calculate it carefully, he has made a lot of money, earning 10 to 20 years of his life in vain!

"Fuck! It stinks!"

When he took off the burnt shell from behind his butt, Han Cheng couldn't help but curse in his heart. At this moment, he even despised himself.

He didn't have the courage to look at the burnt shell, so he just threw it away, and then mustered up the courage to peel off the second piece.

Just at this moment, noisy and chaotic sounds were heard from the entrance of the cave.

Han Cheng, with his back to the cave entrance, turned his head mechanically and saw that the people who had been watching him with great interest just now all changed color, covered their mouths and noses, and squeezed into the cave.

Han Cheng was secretly happy when he saw this scene.

Damn it, I told you to see my naked butt, now you’re caught, right?

Hahahaha... Ugh...

"hiss!"

Han Cheng's whole body shook and he couldn't help shivering. Damn, the feeling of wiping his butt with a snowball was so painful!

While he was enjoying the air conditioning, he was cleaning his body with snowballs. Compared to the cold, he could not stand the stinking smell all over himself!

After finally taking care of his personal hygiene, Han Cheng, who was almost frozen to the point of losing his senses, walked into the cave slowly and mechanically.

The moment he appeared at the entrance of the cave, everyone covered their noses again and looked at him with panic in their eyes.

Only after Wu slapped him twice on the head did he tentatively let go of his nose...

Han Cheng sniffed. Damn, he was actually disliked by primitive people. Is it really that smelly?

Stinky...does it smell?


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