"Alas~"

After a long silence, the leader of the Fox Tribe couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

He looked at the blackened cave in front of him, then at the tribesmen who were looking at him expectantly, and recalled the terrible things that the wise son of the Qingque tribe had said were likely to happen, as well as the selfish Qingque tribe god. He then looked down at the pottery plate in his hand that had been scratched out in half, gritted his teeth, and said to the tribesmen who were looking at him, "Join, Qingque!"

As soon as he said this, the place suddenly became lively.

Many people who were extremely expectant and worried suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and couldn't help cheering.

The leader of the Fox Tribe did not join in the cheering.

The moment he announced the news to everyone, tears welled up uncontrollably, blurring his vision.

This strong primitive man, who had not shed a single tear when a wild beast tore off his arm's flesh so large that the bone was visible, was now crying uncontrollably.

He stood there, trembling all over.

After a while, he finally squatted on the ground, holding his head with both hands, and crying like a bullied baby.

The jubilant crowd gradually calmed down, and people's eyes fell on the leader who was squatting on the ground and crying bitterly, with a solemn and complicated look on his face.

Everyone who were originally excited about joining the Green Bird Tribe, suddenly fell silent.

From the crying of the leader who had never cried in front of others, they felt something that they had previously ignored.

They couldn't quite explain what these things were, but they could feel them.

After he and others joined the Qingque tribe, these invisible things seemed to be gone forever.

Humans are emotional, and no matter in prehistory or posthistory, they can never be completely rational.

It shows two sides, the good side is called human nature, and the evil side is called animal nature.

When animal nature overcomes human nature, people can no longer be called human beings.

As the leader of the Fox Tribe cried, the atmosphere in the Fox Tribe fell completely silent. Many people who were infected by this atmosphere also shed tears.

"Chief, otherwise we won't join the Green Bird Tribe."

The one who spoke was a man in his prime, he was the old hand of the Fox Tribe.

His eyes were red and there were traces of tears on his face.

Many other people with tear marks on their faces also nodded.

Some of the new generation of the Fox Tribe who were very much attracted to the Bluebird Tribe wanted to persuade these people in the tribe, but after opening their mouths, they still didn't say anything...

"No, we have to go. We have to join the Green Bird Tribe, otherwise we will all die..."

The leader of the Fox Tribe wiped the tears from his face vigorously, stared with red eyes, and spoke to the people in the tribe in a distorted voice.

Although the tone of his voice had changed, the words he spoke were still incredibly firm.

After seeing the leader like this, even the new generation of the Fox Tribe who were extremely yearning for the Blue Bird Tribe could not help but shed tears...

The people of the Fox Tribe walked out of the cave collectively, carrying the remaining food and some tools used for hunting and gathering wild vegetables.

They are going to the Qingque tribe, joining the Qingque tribe and becoming real members of the Qingque tribe. They will bid farewell forever to the place where they have lived for a very long time.

The leader of the Fox Tribe, who was holding weapons and carrying some things on his back, put down the things he was carrying and used the stone slabs and other things that he usually used to block the entrance of the cave to block the entrance tightly.

He took this matter very seriously, as if they would come back to live there again.

After finishing these things, the leader of the Fox Tribe reached out and slowly touched his son for a long time before finally picking up the tools on the ground again and leading the people of the tribe towards Qingque.

He walked very slowly, looking back every few steps, full of reluctance to leave.

However, this time the leader of the Fox Tribe did not shed tears.

No matter how slowly they walked, people were still moving forward. As the leader of the Fox Tribe looked back again and again, the cave of their tribe was getting farther and farther away from them, and was finally blocked by some trees and could no longer be seen.

The leader of the Fox Tribe stopped temporarily, stood there quietly for a while, then sighed, and continued walking forward without looking back.

This time, he walked very quickly, not dawdling like before...

Here in the Qingque main tribe, in a lighted room, Han Cheng sat in front of the table, holding a pen and writing something on a piece of paper.

The process was not smooth, and erasures occurred from time to time. Sometimes, Han Cheng would temporarily put down the pen in his hand and lower his head to think.

This kind of thing continued until late at night before it was finally over.

Han Cheng took the paper full of words in his hand, read it carefully, and nodded with satisfaction.

He put the paper here, held it down with the rhino horn as a paperweight, stood up and stretched hard, and there was a crackling sound from his bones.

After stretching, Han Cheng carried the oil lamp out of the room, closed the door carefully, and then held the lamp in one hand and protected the edge of the lamp with the other hand. Under the light of the flickering flames, he walked towards the house where he lived.

The lights were still on in the room. Sister Bai Xue was sitting on the head of the bed, knitting a sweater with bamboo needles in her hands, very skillfully. When she saw Han Cheng leaving, she couldn't help but smile sweetly.

The two little guys have fallen into a deep sleep.

Han Cheng came to the kang and took away the sweater she was knitting.

"Don't knit anymore. You might get tired."

He said in all seriousness.

But the smile on his face soon turned frivolous again.

"Knitting is not as important as sleeping..."

After the lights went out, the room was not quiet and there were some noises.

Just like in later generations, two people who say good night to each other may not necessarily go to sleep, but may be playing a few games on their mobile phones. Similarly, adults who say they are going to bed and turn off the lights may not really go to sleep, but may be busy with other things.

For example, Wu, who lived in the same house with Han Cheng, had already turned off the lights and lay on the kang for a long time, but he still couldn't fall asleep.

There were a lot of things lingering in Wu's mind, basically all of which were the big projects that Han Cheng had come up with during this period of time.

Whenever Wu thought about what had happened in his tribe in recent days and the upcoming population explosion, he couldn't help but feel very happy.

He was still awake at this moment, with a smile on his face that would not fade away.

However, after this smile lasted for a while, it slowly disappeared and his expression became serious.

Obviously he was thinking of something important.

He wanted to get up and find the Son of God to talk about these things, but after he tilted his ear and heard some noises coming from the room where Han Cheng lived, he had to suppress the idea.

"Alas~"

After a while, some noises could still be heard, and Wu sighed softly.

It’s great to be young…

"...Son of God, with so many people joining the tribe all at once, they might cause some trouble..."

The next morning, someone said to Han Cheng.

The person who said this to Han Cheng was not the witch, but the eldest brother who was the leader of the Qingque tribe.

More than ten years have passed, and the eldest brother has begun to show some signs of old age.

What happened in the past few days has touched the hearts of many people in the tribe. As one of the three giants in the tribe who has always had a low presence, the eldest brother is also working hard on this matter.

These are some of the things that might happen and be bad for the tribe that he thought of after careful consideration.

Wu also came over at this time. After hearing what the eldest brother said, he didn't say anything else, but nodded.

This was what he was thinking about last night.

The Qingque tribe also has some methods and rules on how to treat new people joining the tribe.

But these methods are all aimed at previous situations.

In the past, the number of citizens accepted by his tribe at one time rarely exceeded one hundred.

Such a number of people is naturally easy to handle.

But this time, it is very likely that more than a thousand citizens will be accepted at one time.

Under such circumstances, some of the previous methods and measures may not be very useful.

In other words, those methods and measures are still effective, but relying solely on them is no longer enough to cope with the current situation.

The two of them thought about it one after another and gave it some thought, but they couldn't think of any particularly good way to deal with such a situation.

So they came to seek the wise Son of God to seek a solution.

If it were an ordinary time, the two of them would not have come to Han Cheng so directly to ask for solutions to these problems.

Instead, he racked his brains for a long time, but when he really couldn't remember anything, he came to find Han Cheng to ask for a solution.

But this time it doesn’t work.

The tribes in the Green Bird Alliance will soon rush to their tribe. If they don't think of some countermeasures before they arrive, then their tribe may encounter some unnecessary troubles.

After knowing what the senior brother and Wu were thinking, Han Cheng smiled and nodded to indicate that he knew about this matter.

This matter is not difficult for him.

This is not to say that he has figured out a solution in such a short time, but that the three of them thought of the same thing this time.

Han Cheng also thought of this problem, and was even ahead of his senior brother and Wu.

"Come on, come here."

Han Cheng said to Wu and his senior brother with a smile, and motioned them to follow him to the office on the side of the large blue brick and tile house.

Wu and the eldest senior brother also know Han Cheng very well.

Now seeing the Son of God smiling, we know that he has already thought of a solution to this problem.

Therefore, he didn't ask any more questions and followed Han Cheng towards the office.

Han Cheng pushed open the office door and walked in, then picked up a piece of paper full of words from the desk and handed it to Wu.

Wu was stunned for a moment, then took it, adjusted the direction, and started reading it.

As a model of lifelong learning in the tribe, the witch still knows these characters.

In addition, there are very few uncommon characters in what Han Cheng wrote, so Wu does not seem to be under any pressure.

The eldest brother also stood aside and stretched his head to look.

Compared with the great witch, the eldest brother knows much fewer Chinese characters.

He knows almost half of the characters, but the characters don’t know him.

On the one hand, it was because the eldest brother's talent in these matters was not as high as the witch's, and on the other hand, the eldest brother was not a full-time "civil servant" in the tribe.

Wu naturally knew about the situation of the eldest brother, so after looking at it for a while, he began to read aloud.

The eldest brother ended his difficult reading journey and listened to the witch's thoughts with peace of mind...

As Wu continued to chant, both Wu and the eldest senior brother who was listening here gradually revealed expressions of thought and sudden enlightenment on their faces.

Han Cheng, who was standing aside, had a smile on his face.

"Son of God! This is a good idea! This is a really good idea!"

After the witch read everything written on the paper, he held the paper carefully in his hand, spoke with joy and kept praising.

The eldest senior brother also kept nodding his head, looking like he had completely let go of his worries.

Han Cheng did not write anything on the paper, except for the story of the rebel Shupi and Meng who attempted to escape from the tribe.

It mainly tells the story of Tree Bark and Meng's rebellion against the tribe and their subsequent fate.

Basically, the realistic style is adopted.

Of course, in order to better show the desired effect, Han Cheng also carried out a certain degree of artistic processing based on reality, and tried to write it as easy to understand as possible.

Han Cheng plans to add these two articles into the textbooks of the Qingque tribe, making them texts that all children in the Qingque tribe must study and read.

When writing the textbooks before, Han Cheng forgot to include the two negative examples of tree bark and lemon into the textbooks, so that they could continue to serve as a warning to future generations, especially those who had just joined the tribe.

Now, a large number of people are about to join his tribe. When thinking of how to deal with it, Han Cheng brought out Shupi, a man whose bones were almost rotten, and Meng, who had died last year.

Of course, in order to better and quickly bring out the warning role of the bark and lemon, it is not enough to just write this matter into the textbooks. Han Cheng also decided to arrange for the people in the tribe to tell them more about the bark and lemon as soon as these many people joined his tribe.