"Do you want to eat it?" Ma Yue dug out the fish's internal organs. A child not far away, about four or five years old, stared at the fish's internal organs that Ma Yue had dug out.
The little boy nodded firmly.
It's really pitiful. There's not enough fish to eat, and even fruit can't be eaten freely. Everything needs to be in stock, right? The distribution is strictly rationed, you can't eat as much as you want.
Young men are barely enough, weak women are second, and the most pitiful children are the last to be allocated, and there are very few of them.
With Ma Yue's permission, the little boy quickly took the fish intestines that Ma Yue had dug out and chewed them happily, which aroused the envy of many "little friends".
Ma Yue had been struck by lightning and unconscious for most of the day. He was truly hungry, and the tasteless grilled fish actually tasted delicious. Perhaps the predecessor of this body had already adapted to the taste without salt?
After eating and drinking, the chief set out with thirteen of the strongest men and women to go hunting.
Women with weaker constitutions could not sit idle either, and took some underage children out to fish and pick fruits, etc. In the cave, there were only some very small children and two pregnant women whose bellies were already very swollen.
The tribe is quite small, with a total of fifty-three people, and only thirteen of them are able-bodied men and women who are barely strong. It's so pitiful.
The old priest could walk quite well, and when performing sacrifices, the amplitude of his "dance" was very small. He basically stayed in the cave and did not come out.
Ma Yue, the little priest, is treated well and does not have to participate in hunting and labor.
Walking out of the cave, I looked out. Holy crap! In the distance was… the sea! Was there a primitive civilization on the seashore?
Ma Yue came out and continued to stroll, constantly integrating the memories of his body.
The cave's location is quite unusual and unique, more like a cave than a cave, with an elevation of approximately 1.5 meters above the ground. Inside, 1.5 meters is above ground, and half a meter is underground. From the outside, it looks like a small rocky mound, resembling a slightly larger rock yurt.
The highest point of the inner and outer slopes at the entrance of the cave should be at least half a meter higher than the outdoor ground. Otherwise, once it rains, rainwater may flow into the cave.
The entrance of the cave was quite wide, but it was only about one meter high. Fortunately, primitive people were not tall, and there was a slightly gentle slope in and out of the cave, so it was not too difficult.
On the other side of the cave, to the south is a prairie; to the north is a primeval forest. The hunting team of more than a dozen people has disappeared in the jungle.
The success rate of hunting is really not very high, otherwise, there would be no meat at all for the last meal, and they could only eat fish. Of course, the fact that there are too few strong men in this tribe is also the main reason.
In Ma Yue's previous life's memories, there should be other tribes in the nearby forest. It is said that the larger tribes have hundreds of men and women. Of course, there seem to be many tribes, but most of them are not large in number.
The old master was right. Tens of thousands of years ago (Ma Yue wasn't sure if the current era was tens of thousands of years ago), the spiritual energy between heaven and earth was indeed abundant, astonishingly abundant. Fortunately, the little priest he had possessed also had spiritual roots, the same dual-element water and fire spiritual roots as in his previous life.
Out of a cultivator's instinct, Ma Yue sat cross-legged on a quiet hill, guiding the abundant spiritual energy between heaven and earth into his dantian. In less than half a day, he was able to draw the energy into his body very smoothly, opening the door to cultivation.
As long as he could draw Qi into his body, Ma Yue would now be at the level of a beginner warrior. With continued practice, his level would gradually increase. With the current abundance of heaven and earth spiritual energy, Ma Yue was confident he could reach the late stage of a warrior, free from illness and disaster.
Ma Yue's cultivation method is said to be an ancient and powerful one. It is divided into levels: Warrior, Martial Master, Martial King, Martial Honor, Martial Saint, and Martial God. Each level is further divided into three sub-levels: primary, intermediate, and advanced.
When one reaches the late stage of martial arts cultivation, their resistance and immunity are greatly enhanced, and they are basically free from disease and disaster. Of course, if one wants to increase their lifespan, the lifespan of a martial king is 200 years; that of a martial venerable can reach 500 years; that of a martial saint can definitely reach 1,000 years; and that of a martial god...
Those are too vague. In this horrible primitive age (there is no medicine and the food is even more unhygienic), those who can cultivate to the late stage of warriors and be free from disease and disaster are Americans.
After drawing the Qi into his body, Ma Yue's mind and body indeed became much clearer. The spiritual energy was nourishing his body, although it was very little.
The cocky Ma Yue immediately started throwing punches and kicks. That's right, immortal cultivators also have combat skills, similar to the moves in martial arts films. Although Ma Yue had struggled to cultivate immortality in his previous life, he had followed his master through the martial arts world and had fought many battles, so he still had a lot of practical experience.
His physique wasn't very good, rather frail. Compared to the leader's muscular build... no wonder he didn't want to take me hunting. Basically, Ma Yue's small frame was just a burden.
Ma Yue is a very self-conscious person. Even though he bears the title of the future priest, he can't just eat and not work, right?
Fishing? Not good at it? Just spearing fish with that smooth harpoon, that's too technical, right?
Picking fruit? It seemed dangerous, too. Whether it was the vast jungle in the north or the grassland wasteland in the south, the wild beasts and poisonous insects of this era were extremely ferocious.
Ma Yue looked towards the sea in the east. Nothing else worked, at least he could go to the beach and pick up some shells, shrimps, crabs and the like, right?
In Ma Yue's previous life's memory, there were indeed shells, shrimps, crabs and the like on the beach. As for why people here don't eat seafood, it's probably because they don't know.
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