Han Cheng wanted to go out and take a look. This desire was stronger than ever before.

It was not for the purpose of finding iron ore or copper ore which were of great use to the Qingque tribe, nor was it for the purpose of finding hemp, beans, bamboo and other crops which were beneficial to the further development of the Qingque tribe. As for medicinal materials, there was no such strong driving force.

What really made him eager to go out and see the distance was a sudden idea he had a few days ago.

It was a very nice day. The winter sun shone down, warming the chilly air.

Han Cheng and some people from the Qingque tribe sat down against the south wall, enjoying the soft warmth of this winter.

Some people were repairing bows and arrows, some women were twisting ropes with spinning tops, and some were holding their children, babbling incomprehensible words.

Amidst the peace and harmony, Han Cheng, wrapped in warmth, felt drowsy.

When I opened my eyes to face the dazzling sunlight, I saw a group of unknown birds flapping their wings and flying across the sky.

I wonder what the meat of this bird tastes like.

Han Cheng, who was leading the primitive people astray at the same time as they were led astray by the primitive people, looked at this group of birds, which were not small in size, and thought with his lips smacked.

My thoughts were drifting aimlessly. The flock of birds flying by reminded me of the planes flying in the sky with colorful smoke during the military parade. I also thought of all kinds of things in the future, and my heart suddenly began to miss them particularly.

Humans are really strange creatures, they are never satisfied.

In the past, what Han Cheng wanted most was to get away from the noisy and suffocating environment, find a place with beautiful mountains and rivers, plant a few acres of land, raise some chickens and ducks, dig a fish pond, grow some vegetables, read books and fish in his spare time, and live a leisurely life.

However, when he really possessed everything he dreamed of, he began to miss the world that once disgusted him so much.

In his recollections, that world actually began to become beautiful and desirable.

Sure enough, what we lose and what we cannot get are always the best.

His thoughts drifted away like this, he didn't know how far they went, and finally returned to the plane.

Then a ridiculous idea slowly appeared in his mind.

How great it would be if those flying birds just now were airplanes...

Han Cheng thought so, then smiled, put his ridiculous idea behind him, and started his fantasy.

But his leisurely mood soon disappeared, and he became more alert, or rather, uncertain, from his previous laziness.

He moved away from the wall he was leaning against, sat up straight, and his eyes looked very complicated.

Because just now, he suddenly remembered a terrible idea - when he had put in a lot of effort to absorb the tribes around the Qingque tribe, and led the people of the Qingque tribe to make copper, iron, and looms step by step... leading everyone to agricultural civilization and build their own city... After working hard to get all of this done, looking at this, recalling the past and looking forward to the future with a trace of satisfaction and emotion, suddenly a plane flew over his head...

How can I describe the feeling at that time as if ten thousand mythical beasts called "Alpaca" were running wildly through my heart?

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Han Cheng became. It was possible that such a thing might happen. In the future where he lived, there were still primitive people.

He was deeply impressed by the picture of primitive people shooting airplanes with bows and arrows.

Not long before he traveled through time, he saw a news report about a man from Country M who wanted to go to an isolated island to preach to the primitive people there, but was strangled to death by the primitive people who didn't buy into Country M's story at all...

Thinking about this, Han Cheng's heart became more and more worried. He had not traveled too far since he came here.

All he knew about this world was that it was a primitive society. In addition to the Qingque tribe, there were several small tribes around. Further away, there was an aggressive tribe called Tengshe.

Apart from that, I don’t know much about the surrounding environment.

Who can be sure whether the perimeter of this area is surrounded by barbed wire and has a sign saying something like "Primitive Man Protection Area" or "Two Hundred Yuan for Sightseeing"?

Han Cheng's original idea was to wait until he grew up a little, then take some people away from the tribe and go on a long journey, but as this ridiculous but important idea arose, Han Cheng finally didn't want to wait any longer.

However, you have to wait even if you don't want to, because it is a cold winter now. After the heavy snow falls, before it has completely melted, a new snow will fall. It is obviously not suitable to go out at this time of year.

Although he was eager to verify what he was thinking, he had to suppress the thought because the verification result was not as important as his own life.

It was a good idea to build a sled and let the deer and others pull it to explore the outside world, but it was ultimately rejected by Han Cheng.

The greatest danger when traveling in this season is not the hungry wild animals that one might encounter, but the cold weather itself.

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Han Cheng would not choose to travel far in winter and explore the unknown world.

This is irresponsible behavior to yourself and others.

But with such things in his heart, he still couldn't be as calm as before.

His somewhat abnormal state was noticed by Wu, the eldest senior brother and others. After discussion, they decided that Wu and the eldest senior brother would go to question the Son of God.

Han Cheng had no way of telling them what was in his mind, so when faced with their questions, Han Cheng could only say that he was fine, just thought of something, and asked them not to worry about him.

Wu and the eldest senior brother are not fools, so they naturally won't think that he is fine just because of what he said.

After all, the Son of God's condition is very different from before. Anyone who is familiar with him can see that the Son of God is not in a good condition.

But the Son of God was unwilling to say more, and after they asked twice, they did not dare to ask again.

But the worry in my heart has never diminished, and has only increased with the passage of time.

The eldest brother and Wu met again at the edge of the rabbit circle, and they were still talking about the Son of God.

The two talked for a while, but still could not come to a conclusion.

The two turned their heads and looked from afar at the Son of God who was sitting at the foot of the south wall with his head tilted in a daze. In the direction the Son of God was facing, Xing, Xiaomei, Xiaoli and several other girls from the tribe were puffing up their cheeks and blowing hard at the icicle wind chimes hanging under the eaves.

The crystal ice cubes collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

The eldest brother's eyes lit up and he suddenly realized something.

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