The chieftain of the Giant Deer tribe left the Blackstone tribe's cave and returned to her own tribe, sprawling once more on her straw mat. Feeling sullen, she picked her nose, slipped her hand inside her animal-skin skirt, scratched it, and sniffed it. She then said to the tribe's female designer, "Help me compile a list of all the men in the tribe I've slept with!"
"Okay! I'll go right away!" The female designer casually picked up two thin stone slabs from a large stone slab inside the cave, took a sharpened twig pen and some animal blood wrapped in leaves to dip into the writing material, and went out of the cave.
Looking at the men and women bustling about outside the cave, the female designer cupped her hands to her mouth and shouted, "Who among you has slept with the chief? The chief says anyone who has slept with her will be richly rewarded! Women and children are excluded!"
The tribal female designer was a very clever girl. From the moment she saw the chief, she noticed that he was in a bad mood. Being inexplicably asked to compile a list of men was very likely not a good thing.
Now that she had taken on this job, she couldn't very well go up to every male member and ask them if they had slept with the leader.
The Julu tribe has around 10,000 to nearly 20,000 members, with men making up more than 80%. It's no wonder she's exhausted! She estimates it would take her four or five days to compile such a massive task by herself! And the chief already needs these lists!
The chief is highly rewarded for lying about who has slept with him; the tribe's female designer had no choice but to do so.
The leader of the Giant Deer tribe was tall, broad-shouldered, and thick-waisted—a female giant with a typical shrewish personality and a fiery demeanor! She often had a habit of beating people up at the slightest provocation! Everyone in the tribe was afraid of her! When she got angry, she would beat anyone, regardless of gender or age!
Seeing that there was little response from the crowd after her first shout, the female designer moved to a different spot and shouted again. She then climbed onto a large rock and continued shouting from a higher vantage point.
"A huge reward awaits anyone who has slept with the leader! Men who have slept with him, hurry up and sign up here! The rewards will be handed out soon! If you all dawdle like this and miss your chance to claim your prize, don't blame me!"
“I slept there! It was last summer! The location was… I can’t remember if it was this patch of weeds or that patch of weeds…” A dark-skinned, muscular man pointed to the patch of weeds not far away and spoke as he recalled.
"No need to go into such detail! You just need to remember that you slept with him!" The female designer used a sharpened twig to make a pen, dipped it in thick, congealed animal blood, and made a red dot mark on the man's forehead as a sign. She then made him stand aside and wait in line.
“I’ve slept with her too! And more than once!” a gaunt, poorly dressed man in his fifties said to the tribal female designer who was taking notes.
The female designer glanced at the old man and sighed, "You should go next time! Don't bother going to accept the award this time!"
The old man protested, "Why should I?! I insist on receiving it! This is so unfair! Do you think I'm worthless because I'm old, and you won't even let me receive the award?!"
The tribal female designer couldn't persuade the old man otherwise, so she could only place a red mark between his eyebrows, sighed again, and thought to herself, "Grandpa? With your thin arms and legs, it's hard to say whether you can even withstand a punch from the chief! This time, things look grim! If there's an afterlife, I hope I can be reborn into another tribe!"
The female designer from the Julu tribe knew perfectly well that most of the men rushing to sign up were probably there to get beaten up by the chief, but she couldn't say it outright. If she did, and they couldn't even find a single person to go, wouldn't she be the one to get a beating from the chief?
"Anyone else? If so, sign up now! If not, I'm calling it a day!" The female designer said to those around her, holding a twig pen and counting the number of people on a thin stone.
No one in the crowd spoke again.
The female designer from the Giant Deer tribe turned back into the cave and handed the thin stone slab along with the twig pen to the chief.
The leader, holding a thin stone in one hand and a pen in the other, began calling out names.
The dark-skinned, muscular man was the first to enter the cave amidst everyone's expectant gazes. He approached the leader, rubbing his hands together in preparation for receiving his reward.
The leader looked at the muscular man's strong body and nodded repeatedly: "Hmm! Good! Good! Good! He can take a beating for a while!"
After saying that, she pulled out a wooden stick she usually used for self-defense from under the straw mat and lashed it at the dark-skinned, muscular man, saying as she did so, "Do you know how to be a good man? Do you even know it in your heart? Do you know how to be a good man? Hmm? I'm asking you! Do you know how to be a good man?"
The dark-skinned, muscular man was stunned by the leader's slaps, having no idea what he had done wrong.
"Go see how Xu Que from the Black Stone Tribe treats his girlfriend! And then think about how you treat me! Those snow-white sneakers, that beautiful, supportive bra, that exquisite wooden comb, that shiny bracelet with bells, that bright red hair tie with a bow! I'm so envious! So jealous!"
"Look at you all! You only remember me when you're desperate, and then you can't even find me after you're done! I'm going to give you a good lesson today! I'll teach you how to pamper your wives as men!" After saying that, the leader of the Giant Deer tribe struck the dark-skinned, muscular man a few more times with his stick.
"Xu Que is a god! How can I compare? The things he gave to Hou all came from heaven, things that don't exist in our world! Where am I supposed to find those things for you?" The dark-skinned, muscular man retorted, his face red and his neck stiff with dissatisfaction.
“You don’t have those things! But there are wildflowers all over the mountains outside the cave. Couldn’t you pick some wildflowers and make a flower crown for me? You all know how much I love flowers, but who among you has done that?”
The dark-skinned, muscular man remained silent this time.
The gaunt, middle-aged primitive man, fearing a beating, quickly stepped forward and interjected, "In the current environment, aren't all primitive men like this? You women are the same! We've never seen you give us anything! Besides, no one has trained us on how to pamper our girlfriends! Xu Que's way of pampering and scolding is something our primitive tribe never had before! It's a way of pampering girlfriends brought from heaven! We're just following the methods passed down from our ancestors, scratching our women's itch and picking off their lice after we're done. What's wrong with that?"
The chief of the Julu tribe was rendered speechless by the old man's question.
Fearing another beating, the dark-skinned, muscular man nodded repeatedly and sided with the old man from the primitive village: "Yeah! Yeah!"
The leader sized up the old man: "Huh? When did I ever sleep with an old codger like you? I think you're just here to collect the prize, aren't you? Get the hell out of here!"
The old man finally felt relieved and scurried out of the cave, taking a deep breath of the fresh air: "Ah! I finally escaped that beating! That scared me to death!"
"From now on, all the men in our Julu tribe must learn from Xu Que! The girls must learn from Hou! Including myself! Come on, lie down on that stone slab and stick your butt out!" The Julu tribe chief, holding a wooden stick, commanded the dark-skinned, muscular man.
"She's so gentle with Xu Que! Unlike you, who's so rude and barbaric and beats people up all the time! She never beats up her boyfriend!" The dark-skinned, muscular man looked at the leader with pitiful eyes.
"What? You don't want to get beaten up or what?"
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