The sun passed across the sky, and it was sunset again.

This time, the sun set very cleanly, without any drag. There was no red glow in the sky. Only a little red was left where the sun set.

And this little bit of redness is disappearing rapidly with the passage of time.

At such a moment, the leader of the bear tribe returned from afar.

He was lucky enough to catch a large herbivorous prey by himself.

He was carrying the prey on his right shoulder, and holding a weapon in his left hand. At the end of the weapon was a small bundle of wild vegetables tied with a rope made of grass.

The leader of the bear tribe had a smile on his face. Catching prey is always a cause for celebration.

As he got closer to the cave, the smile on his face became more intense.

"@#￥@3!"

When the cave blocked with stone slabs appeared in front of them, the leader of the bear tribe shouted loudly towards the cave, with joy and some boasting.

His shout broke the silence and scared away several birds that were looking for food scraps nearby.

The stone slab blocking the cave entrance stayed there without moving, and no one ran out from the cave entrance behind. They ran towards him cheering loudly, and jumped around him to express their joy and happiness.

After his voice fell, the place quickly fell into silence, and even the few birds that were originally foraging here flew away.

The smile on the face of the bear tribe leader slowly froze and eventually disappeared.

He stopped talking, stood here for a while, carried the prey and food, and walked silently towards the cave blocked by stone slabs.

Putting the prey down from his shoulders and slowly removing the stone slabs blocking the cave, the leader of the bear tribe dragged the prey into the cave.

When he left in the morning, he had buried the remaining burnt charcoal with ashes, but after such a long time, even though they were covered with ashes, the charcoal had been extinguished.

He found a fire-drilling tool and began to rub it quickly over and over again. After a long time, smoke finally came out...

When the fire lit up again in the bear tribe's cave, it was already completely dark.

Inside the empty cave, the leader of the bear tribe sat there, using stone knives and other tools to process the prey he brought back one by one.

While processing the prey, the leader of the bear tribe would occasionally add some firewood to the fire to prevent the flames from going out...

When the leader of the bear tribe finished his dinner, a long time had passed and it was already very dark.

In the past, the tribe would have already had dinner by this time.

But now it was different. He was the only one in the cave, and he had to do everything by himself, so it was very time-consuming...

The leader of the bear tribe lay in the cave. The sounds of grinding teeth, farting, snoring, talking in sleep, and humming primitive tunes all disappeared. The whole cave was silent. Apart from his own breathing and some sounds from the burning firewood, there was no other sound.

The leader of the Bear Tribe lay quietly for a while, deliberately increasing his breathing and beginning to snore.

Such sounds echoed in the cave, making it even quieter.

The leader of the bear tribe snored like this for a while, and gradually the sound became smaller and smaller, and finally became inaudible.

He turned over, turned his back to the fire, closed his eyes and fell asleep.

Without people to add firewood to the fire, the flames gradually became smaller and eventually went out completely...

As the days passed, the leader of the bear tribe came in and out here.

Sometimes he would go out hunting, sometimes he would go to the river to get water, sometimes he would dig some wild vegetables nearby, sometimes he would bring back some branches to use as firewood...

He does everything here by himself.

In the beginning, he would sometimes talk to himself or speak to some places in the tribe, but as time passed, he gradually stopped doing such things.

He keeps his mouth shut every day and moves around here silently, and loneliness fills this once bustling world.

The relationship between people and the things around their living environment is basically one of increase and decrease.

In the past, people from the Bear Tribe lived here, and with their hunting and other activities, many ferocious beasts did not dare to move around here.

Even if there are more bears, they basically don't dare to come to where their caves are.

But now, only the leader of the Bear Tribe is left living here, and the influence and deterrence he can cause are naturally far less than before.

Some wild animals that originally dared not approach this area gradually began to come here, and bears were seen nearby.

It was another early morning. The leader of the Bear Tribe removed the stone slab that blocked the entrance of the cave. After stretching himself, he took a clay basin and silently went to fetch water from a small river some distance away from the tribe's cave.

After arriving at the river and lying on the ground to drink a gulp of river water, the leader of the bear tribe filled a basin with water, stood up and walked towards the cave.

After walking a few steps, the leader of the bear tribe stopped because a large bear appeared in his sight.

The bear obviously saw him as well. It stopped as it was about to go to the river to drink water, and looked at the leader of the bear tribe with its eyes on its round head.

The leader of the bear tribe stood here, staring at the bear motionlessly.

He couldn't run. As a frequent hunter, he knew that if he turned around and ran away at this moment, he would be killed and eaten by the ferocious beast.

After a while of this confrontation, the bear probably realized that there was only one big monkey not far away and it posed no threat to itself, so it slowly walked towards the leader of the bear tribe.

The leader of the bear tribe straightened his body, vigorously poured out the water in the basin in his hand, roared loudly, and placed the empty basin upright on his head to make himself look taller, in an attempt to scare the bear.

After his actions, the bear was really frightened by him. It stopped and looked at the leader of the bear tribe with dull eyes.

The man and the bear were once again in a standoff.

After a while, the bear also let out a low roar, with all its hair standing on end, as if it was ready to pounce at any moment.

The leader of the bear tribe also roared loudly, not giving in at all.

This continued for a while, and the bear suddenly rushed towards the leader of the bear tribe.

The leader of the bear tribe also roared and rushed forward.

One morning at an unknown time, there was only one person left in the bear tribe. The man and the bear roared at each other and rushed towards each other.

The big bear man stood up and slapped the leader of the bear tribe hard with his paw, which contained great power.

The leader of the bear tribe flashed by, holding the empty clay basin in both hands, and hit the bear with all his strength.

The pottery basin hit the bear and shattered. The bear, who suffered the loss, howled and slapped the leader of the bear tribe with its front paw.

The leader of the bear tribe flew out spitting blood, fell to the ground, and his body kept rolling.

The severe pain almost made him faint, and some blood came out of his eyes.

"@#￥@2!"

"W$$34!"

Suddenly there was a shout, and the voice was so familiar.

The leader of the Bear Tribe suddenly turned his head and saw some minors in the tribe running towards him with cheers and smiles.

They laughed so happily that some minors even opened their arms while running, wanting to hug him.

After seeing this scene, the leader of the Bear Tribe not only did not feel happy, but instead felt endless terror in his heart.

"@##4!"

He roared loudly, asking the minors in the tribe to go back quickly, run into the cave and not come out.

Amid such roars, the leader of the bear tribe didn't know where he got the strength from. He pressed his hands hard on the ground and quickly got up from the ground. Without any hesitation, he rushed towards the roaring bear, which was much bigger than him.

The man and the bear met again.

The bear tribe leader stabbed the big bear's hairless nose with the broken piece of pottery basin in his hand with such force that one of the bear's nostrils was torn open and blood gushed out instantly.

Almost at the same time, the big bear's claws slapped the leader of the bear tribe.

He was slapped and flew away again, with deep wounds left on his body by the sharp bear paws. The blood almost dyed his entire body red.

The leader of the bear tribe seemed to feel no pain. After he stopped rolling, he quickly got up from the ground, roared, and rushed towards the bear that was much bigger and more ferocious than him.

The bear, who was originally ready to kill and eat the leader of the bear tribe when he saw that there was only one leader of the bear tribe, did not dare to stay here any longer when faced with this person rushing towards him again.

It let out a scream of fear, with a bleeding nose and twisting its fat body, then turned around and ran away, not daring to stay for even a moment.

Then, an extremely shocking scene appeared here - a man covered in blood, holding some broken pottery pieces in his hands, roaring loudly, and chasing a bear that was much bigger than him.

The leader of the bear tribe finally stopped after chasing all the way to the river.

He roared loudly and waved his arms at the bear that rushed across the creek.

The already panicked bear, hearing the roar coming from behind, dared not stay any longer. It moved its limbs hard and ran quickly into the distance. It soon disappeared into the bushes without even daring to turn its head back.

Seeing this, the leader of the bear tribe turned around.

"@#￥@#!"

"@#￥@#!"

The young men of the tribe ran up to him, cheering, jumping and dancing, just like they did when he returned from hunting with the tribe members.

Looking at these happy minors, the leader of the Bear Tribe broke into a bright smile on his face.

He tried to straighten his chest and pounded his chest with his hands, telling the minors in the tribe not to be afraid. As long as he was there, even if more bears came, he would be able to drive them away!

After a while, the leader of the Bear Tribe slowly sat down on the ground. The constantly flowing blood made his face pale, his strength was rapidly draining away, and his breathing became more and more rapid.

However, the leader of the Bear Tribe did not seem to feel any of this.

On the contrary, the smile on his face became wider and wider.

In his eyes, there were many people running from the direction of the tribal cave.

Bear ears, bear legs, bear skin, bear bones...

One by one, familiar people gathered together, holding the weapons they usually used for hunting, ran to his side with smiles on their faces, and said something to him.

The leader of the Bear Tribe stood up again at some point in time. The wounds and blood on his body disappeared, and he held his favorite weapon in his hand.

"@#4￥!"

The leader of the Bear Tribe shouted loudly to everyone in the tribe and raised the weapons in his hands high.

The people from the Bear Tribe who were following him responded.

The leader of the Bear Tribe, who received the response, raised the weapon in his hand high, and as always, he held his chest high and led the people of the Bear Tribe away into the distance.

"￥￥5@..."

Before leaving, he did not forget to turn around and instruct the minors who stayed behind to return to the vicinity of the cave. When encountering danger, they should run into the cave immediately, block the entrance, and wait for him to come back with the people who went out hunting.

The leader of the Bear Tribe and his people set out again on a hunting journey, just like before.

As they walked, they were getting farther and farther away from here, and finally disappeared.

Next to a small river some distance away from the Bear Tribe cave, the leader of the Bear Tribe, covered in blood, fell on the grass.

With a smile on his face, his right hand, holding the blood-stained fragments of the pottery basin, stretched forward as hard as he could, as if he wanted to grab something, or as if he was holding a weapon, ready to lead his people to continue fighting for the Bear Tribe.

He just half-crouched here quietly, and everything around him was quiet.

The wind blew down the surrounding weeds. Through the blown-down weeds, you could see the open cave not too far away.

The sun continued to rise, the sunlight gradually became stronger, illuminating the whole world with bright light. There was no activity in the cave of the bear tribe.

The sun set and the moon rose, but the bear tribe's cave was still open. No one blocked it from the inside, and no light came out of the cave.

The surroundings were quiet, and no one lived in the bear tribe's caves...