Soon someone brought food over. It was obvious that my status had been improved and the food was better. It was no longer the burnt meat roasted over firewood, but the kind that looked better, was very tender, and had a little bit of salty taste!
When Lin Xiaoman asked during the meal, he found out that there was no salt in the tribe, but sometimes they could exchange precious salt fruits from merchants. Due to the limited quantity, only the chief, witch doctor, warriors of the tribe, and patients suffering from salt deficiency could eat them.
Well, this world also has 'street vendors', known as traveling merchants. As for robbing them? That's overthinking. Traveling merchants are generally high-level warriors, and if they don't rob the tribe, they're considered good people.
In addition to salt, the merchants also had many good things. Many years ago, Grandma Yang didn’t know how many years exactly, but many years ago, a group of dozens of merchants passed by here. They exchanged a large amount of food for a small amount of salt fruit.
Listening to Grandma Yang's description, Lin Xiaoman guessed that this world might have ceramic and metal weapons, but only in advanced places.
The area where their Hu tribe is located is barren and backward, with only towering forests and numerous dinosaurs.
Lin Xiaoman could only say that she was in a hurry and did not choose the right place. If she had gone to a developed area, it would have been easy to find someone!
Well, fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. If I hadn't come here, I might not have picked up the Witch God System and would not have become the Son of Heaven.
Don't think about anything else, just practice hard, burn my little universe, and work hard!!
Lin Xiaoman continued to repair.
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(End of this chapter)
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