The people of the Bone Tribe brought a lot of things this time. In addition to two empty jars for storing salt and their own food, they also brought a lot of furs.

This is the rhythm of trading things.

"#@#Df!"

Looking at the numerous furs being carried by people, the leader of the Bone Tribe suddenly cried out in anger and kicked a woman with bruises on her body.

When the woman heard the leader's angry words, she showed a look of fear, but she did not dare to dodge. She was kicked hard on the body and staggered several steps, but did not fall to the ground.

The animal skin wrapped around his body was completely torn off as he staggered, and his body, which was not wearing a two-piece suit to prevent exposure, was exposed to the air. More scars appeared on the body that was covered by the fur.

She was beaten but didn't dare to move. She subconsciously shrank her body and looked at the leader of the Bone Tribe with fear, waiting for the next kick.

This was not the first time she had encountered such an incident in the past few days. In the beginning, she had been beaten even more severely than this.

"#@#Df!"

The leader of the Bone Tribe kicked the female primitive twice until she fell to the ground. Then he let her go and continued walking forward.

The rest of the people watched all this, no one came forward to stop the leader from committing atrocities, some just remained indifferent.

Some people even kicked the leader twice after he left.

Until no one came to attack her, the woman got up from the ground, wrapped herself in animal skins, picked up her weapon, and limped to the back of the team.

She was crying but she didn't dare cry out loud because if she cried out loud, someone would come and beat her.

Despite this, she didn't think that the beating she received was unfair.

Who made me break the big cooking pot that the tribe had exchanged for with so many things? When the tribe needed food, they had to carry a lot of furs and go to the tribe to exchange for the big pot.

This would not only cause the tribe to lose a lot of fur, but also waste time in obtaining food, making the tribe's food supply tight.

The reason why so many of them went this time was because someone from their tribe said that sometimes herds of deer would appear on the way to that tribe.

That's why they sent so many people this time, one to do the transaction, and the other to try their luck.

If they could come across that group of deer, not to mention the large number, just hunting one would be enough to feed them for two days.

Under the bright sunshine, the people of the Bone Tribe headed towards the Blue Bird Tribe...

Han Cheng brought a few wild hemp plants that were far from mature and returned to where the wooden boat was moored with his senior brother and others.

Find a wooden stick about two or three meters long, tie a large piece of leather to one end, and stick it deep into the mud by the river.

On the back of the leather, Han Cheng also drew an abstract bird with charcoal, which was the bluebird on the totem pole of their tribe.

Painting a green bird on the leather was a joke that came to his mind on the spur of the moment.

Putting up something like a flag here is not to declare that this place belongs to the Qingque tribe from now on, but to make a relatively conspicuous mark so that when they come to collect hemp in the future, they will not lose the place.

They untied the ropes and pulled the wooden boat floating in the water over. Everyone found the oars hidden in the grass, boarded the boat together, and left this peaceful bay.

On the simple map drawn by Han Cheng, this place has a name, called "Mawan"

Ma's appearance made Han Cheng feel very good, and the anxiety about the uncertain future was greatly alleviated.

He stood in the boat and looked around. The surroundings were still vast and desolate.

There is no forest of steel and concrete, only lush ancient forests.

No tribes or human habitation were found along the way.

The speed of sailing downstream is still very fast. After several days of stopping and starting, we have traveled at least 250 miles by water.

According to the fact that people live near water and this river, which is nearly 200 meters wide, serves as a transportation artery, there should be at least some villages on both sides of the river.

Given the terrifying population numbers of later generations, such a situation should not have occurred, especially in the mid-latitude zones that are suitable for survival.

Looking at the vastness of the place, Han Cheng felt very complicated, expressing both joy and sorrow.

The eldest brother, who had practiced for who knows how many years and who not only crossed the same boat with Han Cheng but also slept in the same boat, did not have such complicated feelings. He just rowed the boat downstream.

There were big water birds flying near the boat, looking at these monkeys that could float on the water with curiosity. They were not afraid at all, because they knew that once they flew in the air, the wingless creatures on the ground would not be able to do anything to them.

Not just these monkeys, but all the guys that can't fly.

There was a "clang" sound of a bowstring, and a water bird that wanted to get a closer look at these monkeys that could float on the water fell into the water with a wail, flapping its wings wildly.

The blood dyed the water surface red, and after a while, there was completely no sound.

The rest of the water birds, upon experiencing this incident, flapped their wings, cried in panic, and flew away for their lives. What happened today truly overturned the birds' three views.

Curiosity kills not only cats but birds as well.

Amid the cheers of the crowd, Junior Brother Sha put down the bow in his hand, pulled a rope under his feet, and pulled back the bird that paid the price for his curiosity.

The other end of this wet rope was firmly tied to a feather arrow.

This was an innovative effort made by Junior Brother Sha after he experienced the dilemma of being easily lost in such a wilderness after shooting arrows.

The effect is very good. Even though it affects the accuracy of archery a little, the feather arrows that are difficult to make will no longer be lost.

There were already quite a few bird feathers in the cabin, which Junior Brother Sha had left behind to use in making feather arrows.

After a night's anchorage, the group went ashore again to explore. The objects they looked at were not limited to vegetation and trees, but some stones were also surveyed. However, so far, no useful minerals have been encountered.

The place we stopped this time was near a small hill. There were many rocks at the foot of the hill, but the trees on the hill were not very lush.

Han Cheng and his senior brother came to the mountain together, but they didn't find anything useful along the way.

The weather is fine today and you can see very far. Han Cheng looked to the east and saw only desolate land without any sign of human habitation.

It seems that the place where they are should not be a primitive human protection area. Even if it is a tropical rain forest, they should not be unable to see any traces of modern times after walking so far along the water.

"Son of God, go back."

The eldest brother said to Han Cheng.

After being out for so long, everyone missed the tribe.

This was the farthest and longest time they had been away from the tribe since they were born.