"Captain, don't do this again! This thing is too dangerous. It can really take lives. If you do this, you may be blown to death at any time!

Is your body as strong as those stones?

The gunpowder in the tribe is already powerful enough at this point. There is no need to make it more powerful. It is enough to use.

Why do you have to work so hard to do this?"

Goudan grabbed Han Youchang, who was covered in black, and spoke earnestly and anxiously.

He was laughing at Han Youchang just now, but he had a very good relationship with Han Youchang.

As a member of the Qingque tribe living in Jinguan City, he knew very well the power of gunpowder.

At this time, seeing Han Youchang, who was studying gunpowder, encountered such an accident, out of concern for Han Youchang, he couldn't help but say these words.

Han Youchang, who was held back, recalled the power of gunpowder, and then looked at the house which was still emitting smoke, and he couldn't help feeling a lingering fear.

Seeing this scene, Goudan couldn't help but feel relieved.

But his long sigh of relief was only temporary, because Han Youchang, who was obviously worried and afraid, shook his head the next moment.

"I must make this. The Son of God said that if we can continue to research gunpowder, we will be able to obtain gunpowder that is much more powerful than the current one!

We have all seen how powerful gunpowder is and what a huge role it can play.

This is indeed an extremely important thing! It is of great use to the tribe!

How can we not continue to study something like this?

How can we just leave this thing here and not study it just because it is too dangerous?

Today I won't do the research because it's dangerous, and tomorrow the rest of us won't do the research because it's dangerous. If this continues for a long time, when will our tribe be able to have more powerful gunpowder?"

Goudan, who was holding Han Youchang's hand, was speechless for a moment after hearing what Han Youchang said.

"and……"

Han Youchang paused for a moment and then spoke again. His eyes, now looking particularly clear, were filled with excitement or even fanaticism.

“Gunpowder is a new thing, and it’s a new thing that will be of great use to the tribe. The Son of God also said that as long as we continue to research and find the right direction, gunpowder will have great room for improvement!

I didn't catch up with the tribe's ceramics, woodworking, weaving, copper smelting, and iron smelting at the beginning. By the time I came into contact with them, many people had already made achievements in these fields, and it was difficult to catch up and surpass them.

Now, gunpowder came along, and it was a whole new thing, a whole new field.

And now I have already made some things on it!

Under such circumstances, how could I be willing to stop and give up on this matter?

If that's the case, won't I regret it later?

Goudan, I have already thought about it very clearly before.

In the tribe, if you want to quickly stand out, make some achievements, and have some status in the tribe, it is not possible to rely solely on normal methods. First, it is too slow, and second, the achievements are limited. You will never be able to compare with those pioneers in various industries!"

At this time, Han Youchang had already pulled his arm out of Goudan's hand, and placed his dark hands on Goudan's shoulders, speaking excitedly.

It was not until Han Youchang finished speaking that Goudan was stunned for a moment before he asked, "Aren't you afraid of death? Aren't you afraid that an accident will happen one day and you will be blown to death?"

"Of course I am afraid of death. Everyone is afraid of death."

The light in Han Youchang's eyes dimmed a lot.

Seeing his reaction, Gou'er felt that the situation could still be salvaged, so he immediately spoke again, "If you are afraid of death, why don't you stop and continue doing this?"

"Because I'm afraid that if I give up now, I will live in regret for the rest of my life! This is an opportunity that I have waited so hard for! If I really stop now, I will regret it to death! I will never feel at ease in the future!"

Han Youchang's eyes lit up again!

He couldn't help but exert force with his hands that were holding Goudan'er's shoulders.

After saying these words, he paused for a moment, then he spread out his hands, covered his mouth and nose with his sleeves, turned around and walked towards the house where the smoke had not yet dissipated. He was not as fast as before, but was more determined and unswerving!

Goudan looked at Han Youchang who had already entered the smoking house, and then looked at the two black hand marks on his shoulders. He was silent for a moment, not knowing what to say to express his feelings.

At this moment, he actually wanted to follow Han Youchang's example and enter the house without hesitation to do this with Han Youchang.

But after standing here and hesitating for a long time, I still couldn't muster up the courage to do so.

After a while, Goudan, who was standing here, sighed deeply, left here, took the sickle and rope, came to the wheelbarrow not far away, pushed the wheelbarrow forward, and then went to cut grass for the cattle, sheep and horses in the tribe...

Before, the Son of God had clearly stated in the tribe that there were many tasks to be done in the tribe, and these tasks needed someone to complete them.

The status and treatment of the master-level people in the tribe are certainly very gratifying, but among so many people in the tribe, how many can reach such a level and have such a status?

The people in the tribe have different personalities and abilities, so the choices they make and the work they are doing are of course different...

As Goudan pushed the wheelbarrow loaded with grass forward, he recalled in his heart what the Son of God had said before.

People are indeed different, and some people are born to do great things.

Goudan didn't believe these things at first, and he had thought about it more than once in his heart that if he had come to the Qingque tribe earlier and been exposed to some things in the tribe earlier, he would not have become a figure in the tribe by now, but at least he would be better than he is now.

But now, after experiencing such a scene, Goudan, who had been using the excuse of bad luck to convince himself, suddenly came to his senses.

There are indeed differences between people, and you cannot deny it.

Faced with the same conditions, he only saw danger, while Han Youchang saw opportunity!

What’s even more rare is that even though he knew that if he continued on this path, he would most likely be crushed to pieces, Han Youchang still chose this path without hesitation and moved forward courageously.

And myself...

Looking up at the high sky, Goudan, who had understood some life philosophies, suddenly became much calmer.

Some things in my heart disappeared all of a sudden.

After pushing the cart forward for a distance, he stopped the cart, went down to the edge of the field, and began to harvest the old grass with the sickle in his hand.

Yes, people are indeed different.

Some people are just suited to work in some high-end fields, doing many enviable things and obtaining an enviable status.

But more people have become mediocre for various reasons.

In other words, most people in this world are ordinary people.

And just as the Son of God said before, no matter what kind of work it is, it needs people to do it. If someone leaves someone else, or if there is a lack of any kind of people doing things, then life will become difficult...

Goudan squatted on the edge of the field, cutting the grass one by one. In a short while, he had cut a lot of grass.

My whole mood is more relaxed than ever before.

This is because there has never been a shortage of ordinary people in the world, or rather, the world itself is dominated by ordinary people.

But it is extremely rare to realize that you are an ordinary person, a member of the vast majority of living beings, and to be willing to accept yourself and be an ordinary person.

This may be considered as not being ambitious, but in terms of the freedom of life, such people are much better than those who know that they are ordinary people, but cannot do many ambitious things when they try to do them, and feel unwilling to do so in their hearts...

In the Qingque main tribe, the shock brought by gunpowder, the weapons developed from it, and their new uses has not completely dissipated, and Han Cheng, the son of God of the tribe, has started to come up with new tricks.

At this moment, he was busy working with something similar to a shuttle in his hand, but it was very different from an ordinary weaving shuttle.

A thing also took shape while he was busy.

This thing is none other than a shrimp cage.

At this time, Han Cheng was using the fishing net shuttle in his hand to tie the opening of the shrimp cage to a rectangular cage frame.

After tying it up, I thought about it and found some small long stone pillars of suitable size, shape and weight, and tied them symmetrically on the two sides of the overall rectangular long surface.

Of course, there are some rules for tying this, and it cannot be tied on the two sides with imports.

Otherwise, if you put it into the water, the side with the hole will touch the ground under the action of the stone sinker.

The ground will completely block the hole on one side, so the cage is basically useless.

Not only is there only half of the entrance left, but the remaining half is straight up and down, so the shrimps can't get in very well.

After finishing all these, Han Cheng found a piece of rope, tied it to one end of the shrimp cage which was almost three meters long when stretched out, and tied the opening of the shrimp cage with the rope.

After doing all this, Han Cheng got some chicken intestines, cut them into small pieces, and put them into the cage one by one through the entrance reserved for them.

This is the bait for catching shrimps.

After placing the bait, Han Cheng took the retractable shrimp cage in his hand and walked outside holding it in one hand.

Of course, he is always surrounded by followers like Little Pea and Little Xing'er.

In fact, if it weren't for the need to play with these little guys and seeing that these two little guys really liked eating shrimps, Han Cheng wouldn't have had the leisure to personally make a shrimp catching cage that had never appeared in the tribe, using strong burlap as the main material.

Arriving at the river, Han Cheng found a place with deep water, took the end of the rope tied to the shrimp cage into his left hand, and wrapped it around his hand twice to prevent it from falling.

Then use your right hand holding the cage to exert force and throw the shrimp cage in your hand as flat as possible.

The shrimp cages were released, and although they were slightly scattered, they did not fall apart as a whole and remained a group.

However, Han Cheng then pulled the rope back with his left hand with a little force, and the cage, which was being pulled, suddenly straightened and stretched out completely, then fell into the water and quickly sank.

Han Cheng waited until the cage was completely in the water, then took off the rope in his hand, tied it to a branch, and inserted the branch into the shore to secure it and mark it to a certain extent.

Of course, it is only in this era and in the tribe that Han Chengcai could act so confidently and boldly.

If it were in later times, Han Cheng would never be so confident and bold.

Not to mention sticking the rope on the shore so brazenly, even if it was completely pushed into the water, there was still some worry that someone would find it and take the cage away...

"Well, when evening comes, we'll pull it out of the water and we'll be able to catch a lot of shrimp, enough for you to stir-fry."

Han Cheng bent down and washed his hands with river water. He put his hands together and shook off the river water on his hands. He smiled and said this to Little Pea, Little Xing'er, and the other children from the tribe who had come to watch the fun.

Little Pea and others couldn't help but nod their heads continuously to show that they understood.

However, Han Cheng still overestimated the children's patience.

Faced with such novel, fun, and extremely delicious food after some processing, how could Little Pea and others resist?

The rope tied to the branch slid back and forth like a kitten's tail, constantly teasing their hearts and making them extremely curious and impatient. They felt that every minute and every second of time was such torture.

As time passed, Little Pea and others could not help but touch the rope with their hands.

Later, someone wanted to pull out the shrimp cage by the rope to see if there were many shrimps inside.

However, such things were stopped by Little Pea.

Little Pea is very prestigious among this group of children. If he doesn't let these children do this, they won't do it. However, everyone is still itching to do it.

By the afternoon, even the most patient Little Pea could no longer bear it and reached out to the rope, pulling it out...