Chapter 361 Primitive Society Female Leader 11
The men were filled with righteous indignation, while the women were indifferent and even looked at the few women who had escaped death with disgust. After all, they were sent away as slaves, and even if they came back now, it was enough for them to feel superior.
Only their relatives could not bear to see this scene, so they knelt down and begged for mercy, hoping that the patriarch would let them go.
"Chief, please spare my daughter! If the Thunder Cloud Tribe comes to ask for her, I am willing to go in her place."
"Me too. If you want my life, take it! I've lived enough at my age anyway."
Hearing this, the clan leader's wife sneered, "You guys realize how old you are. No one wants you to be a slave. You're old bastards who can't do the work and only hold us back."
Since their daughter was sent to other tribes as a slave, the family was naturally not valued and had no status in the tribe. Therefore, when they heard such irony, they could only hide their anger in their hearts.
No matter how they begged, they were eventually locked up in the most rudimentary cave, with no food or warmth. Even though it was spring and flowers were blooming, they were still woken up by the cold again and again in the middle of the night. They couldn't help but hug each other and cry, and even began to doubt whether it was right or wrong for them to run back desperately.
Their tragic fate did not end there. Instead of becoming slaves of the Thundercloud Tribe, they became slaves of the Fiery Sun Tribe.
Everything that is dirty and smelly belongs to them, but good things never come to them. They are even excluded by the entire tribe because their families protect them, and the food they get is always the worst and the least.
Sometimes I really want to kill myself because I only want to go home.
But this was not their worst ending. Less than a month after they returned, the Lieyang tribe was once again provoked by the neighboring tribe. The Lieyang tribe, which had never thought of defeating others by force, once again embarked on the path of paying compensation for food and women.
It was they who had to pay the compensation.
Unfortunately, this time there was no one like Luo An to save them. Some people died in just a few days from leaving the tribe.
But none of this has anything to do with Luo An.
After eating well and sleeping well, they could see from afar the wild buffaloes at the entrance of Luoan Cave that were like mountain guardian beasts. Everyone felt their hearts were filled with hope.
A Ye was waiting outside the Luoan Cave early in the morning. He did not dare to disturb the other party's sweet dream. He held a few bundles of grass and watched the bison eat with a smile. From time to time, he would stroke the other party's hair, with a perverted smile on his face all the time.
It was really the smile of a pervert, as if he was looking at some rare treasure. If it weren't for the lush aquatic plants, the cows would have wanted to fan him away with their tails.
When Luo An got up, she saw this scene and couldn't help but twitching her lips. Just then, one of the bison turned its head to look at her. For some reason, she actually saw a hint of grievance in the bull's eyes.
"Prophet, this is what Ah Hua prepared for you. Eat some first to fill your stomach."
Luo An looked at the refreshing breakfast and nodded with satisfaction. She had to say that A Ye and A Hua were really to her liking, just as the original owner remembered.
After dinner, Luo An led a group of people into the primeval forest again. This time their purpose was not only meat, but more to find new food and new species.
Fortunately, the whole day's hard work paid off. Not only did we find spices for barbecue, we also found a few wild chili seedlings, and on the way back we even found a field of wild rice.
Of course, looking at the green "grass", Luo An could not recognize it at all, but she was carrying the cheating artifact 001. Whenever something it needed appeared around it, 001 would immediately remind it.
Luo An thought of the possibility of transplanting, so he secretly memorized the address and asked someone to prepare a few paddy fields after returning.
After everything was ready, Luo An took A Ye to transplant all the wild rice back. Although the child didn't understand why Luo An wanted to bring those green grasses back to the tribe to plant, out of trust in Luo An, the child didn't even ask a single question and did everything well.
Gathering, hunting, farming, making hemp ropes, and getting dried goods...
Every time Luo An found something, the people in the tribe had more work to do. They were very busy every day, but seeing the tribe changing every day, everyone had a bright smile on their face.
Of course, the old patriarch and his group still had stern faces every day, as if their parents had died, especially since their current work was either to reclaim wasteland or to fetch water and apply manure, which was so tiring and smelly that even they themselves disliked it, let alone others.
After pouring a spoonful of manure into the vegetable patch, the old clan leader's son Ah Hu couldn't help but curse, "What the hell! Asking grown men like us to do such a disgusting thing, I really can't do it for a day."
In the past, they would just find a place to relieve themselves, but they didn't expect that this damn prophet would force them to poop in the same place and make them take care of these disgusting things all day long.
I heard that this is called fertilizing. He thinks it is a waste of time. Why not do something else with this time instead of doing this nonsense?
But he was really a coward. He just talked about it, but he really didn't dare to quit. After all, the last time he refused to work, Luo An pinned him to the ground and beat him up. Although he didn't suffer any serious injuries, he still felt pain for a long time.
But even though the pain was unbearable, someone still forced him to work. If he dared not to do it, people would immediately blame him as a damn prophet. It was really annoying.
"What can we do? Can we run away? Not to mention that we have the marks of slaves on us. We can't get rid of this identity no matter where we run. Now the tribe has become stricter. There will be people wandering around sooner or later. If we sneak away and are discovered, we don't dare to imagine what will happen to us."
Thinking of Luo An's methods, the man who spoke couldn't help but shudder, "Forget it! Let's continue working. If we can't finish all the work today, we won't have anything to eat tonight."
Luo An didn't have time to pay attention to them. She was teaching Ah Hua how to make spicy meat. Where did the chili powder come from? It was naturally a made-up excuse, but no one cared.
After all, in Ah Hua's opinion, a person as powerful as the prophet deserves everything.
When several people were busy in full swing, a boy's voice was heard outside, "Prophet, it's bad!"
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