Having picked so many leeks in the previous magical world, Lin Xiaoman is already very familiar with this fragrance.
Her nose flared, confirming the scent once again. Lin Xiaoman was so surprised she couldn't express it in words. In this world, there was also plant-attributed soul power that she could absorb!
Oh my God!
It's like a mouse falling into a rice jar... Ugh, she found a gold mine!
Totems and the like were immediately put aside, and Lin Xiaoman immediately looked for the source of the fragrance. It was a little faint, either because it was far away or the wave of soul power was relatively small.
Following the direction of the fragrance, Lin Xiaoman searched there, but after walking only about a hundred meters, he was stopped by the tribe's night patrol and warned of the danger. Lin Xiaoman was then taken back.
Lin Xiaoman quickly calculated what the survival rate was if he escaped alone. Probably, extremely low...
The dinosaurs outside could eat her in one bite.
Forget it, let’s just be quiet for now. It seems I still have to pick up the body of a master!
Back in the tribe's open space, Lin Xiaoman could only suppress the feeling of greed and divert his attention by studying the totem.
The totem stone is a stone pillar about three meters high and two people thick. It looks no different from an ordinary stone, except that there are some patterns engraved on the surface that she cannot understand. After studying it for a while, Lin Xiaoman felt that the so-called divine power lies in the patterns, which may have the same effect as patterns and formations.
After studying for a while, I went to sleep.
The next day was a beautiful day.
Lin Xiaoman's cheap brother and cheap father gathered at the open space early in the morning and set out hunting.
Lin Xiaoman, who was not yet old enough to hunt, was left behind with no job and was free to do whatever he wanted.
In the surrounding area, Lin Xiaoman observed the plants. Most of them were unfamiliar to her, and only a very small part looked familiar. But maybe they just looked similar, and she couldn't guarantee it.
Putting the herbs and other things aside, Lin Xiaoman decided to develop food. However, when the gathering day came once every three days, Lin Xiaoman realized that primitive people were not stupid.
They all knew about the edible foods around the tribe, and although they didn't know how to grow them, they would throw inedible fruit cores and other things on the ground and let them grow freely.
Because we don’t understand the growth patterns of these plants, it is unrealistic to develop farming. As for the most common rice, wheat, corn, and potatoes that Lin Xiaoman knows... he couldn’t find them!
Oh, her wisdom, how about researching weapons?
Uh, forget it, let’s study the totem first.
Relying on his young age and his ability to flatter, Lin Xiaoman successfully became familiar to the witch doctor, and then learned some things that ordinary tribesmen did not know.
For example, large tribes had shamans, whose powers were immense. It was said that a great shaman could summon wind and rain, while a mysterious shaman was even more godlike. Only with the birth of a shaman could a tribe grow into a large one. With the shaman's help, members of the tribe could awaken, and ordinary people, after awakening, could become junior warriors, possessing formidable powers.
Shamans and warriors are the foundation of the tribe.
Their Hu tribe was once a very prosperous and large tribe, but long ago, in a great war with a hostile tribe, their witch and high-ranking warriors were tragically killed. Since then, the Hu tribe has fallen into decline, and they fled from the prosperous land to this barren land, where they have been able to survive and preserve their fire.
Although the word "witch doctor" has the word "Witch" in its name, she is actually just a doctor. She uses the title of witch doctor just to intimidate the surrounding tribes and protect the safety of her own tribe.
It has been a long time since their Hu tribe had a witch. Only this tribal totem stone has been preserved. However, relying solely on the tribal totem stone can only awaken the tribe members to be junior warriors, and they cannot improve. Moreover, without the help of a witch, the awakening process is very dangerous.
Every year during the awakening, their tribe would lose many warriors. Currently, their tribe only had eight junior warriors.
The junior fighter was the expert that Lin Xiaoman saw jumping on the tree that day.
It is obvious that people talk more when they get older. After Lin Xiaoman became familiar with him, the witch doctor liked to tell her stories about the great witch and the even more powerful mysterious witch like myths.
When not working, Lin Xiaoman was either listening to stories or exercising, and half a month passed in a flash.
This day is the Mid-Autumn Festival of the year.
In the evening, after a hearty but unpalatable barbecue dinner, the tribal leaders, the witch doctor and the chief, presided over the ceremony. The witch doctor first recited a passage in a language no one could understand, offering a spiritual blessing. Then, the chief and the warriors placed three whole, roasted dinosaurs on the totem stone. The dinosaurs were small, about the size of an adult.
Just like worshipping their ancestors, under the leadership of the patriarch and the witch doctor, all the people in the tribe kowtowed three times and bowed nine times to the totem stone, and then the highlight came.
First, the witch awakens.
Lin Xiaoman now knows that in tribes with witches, the teachers teach students. The witches select qualified children, impart knowledge to them, and help them become witches. Of course, they may not succeed, but the success rate is definitely higher than their primitive version.
For tribes like theirs, with no shamans but only totem stones, the most primitive practice is to smear blood on the totem stones on Mid-Autumn Night. Each totem stone is created by a shaman of at least the Great Shaman level, and within it lies the legacy of its creator. Those lucky enough to obtain this legacy can become shamans. Of course, the chances of this happening are extremely low, and without a master, even if one becomes a shaman, they can only follow unconventional paths.
There is absolutely a world of difference between being taught by someone and building a car on your own.
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