Ye Feng knew that the physique and digestive system of these primitive people had evolved in ways that modern people could not match.
However, this does not necessarily mean that the virus can be completely avoided.
Especially since there are several pregnant women in the clan, once they contract this virus, it can spread to many people, potentially resulting in the deaths of both mother and unborn child.
“Tatis, listen to me, no one is allowed to eat this stuff anymore.”
"Why?" Tatis asked, puzzled.
Ye Feng opened his mouth, intending to explain the pros and cons, but immediately dismissed the idea when he thought of the fact that they were primitive people.
So they simply switched to a method that they could all understand.
"This thing is actually called a brown rat. It is a divine beast that is the mount of the Wendigo in the realm of gods. These things carry the power of demons."
Once you consume it, this power will gradually devour your soul and body.
"Oh~~~!" Tatis, Krati, and Salra all exclaimed in surprise as if they had just realized something.
"No wonder! That explains why we've been unable to defeat those demons. They're so despicable and treacherous!"
"I never expected the Wendigo to send something like this to ambush us. No wonder they always find our camp. Luckily, an adult warned us in time."
"Buda! Immediately issue the order: from now on, no one in the tribe is allowed to eat mountain rats."
"Yes, Chief." Buta responded and then turned to walk toward the tribesmen sitting by the fire.
"My lord, could you please take another look? Do we still have any Wendigo mythical beasts in our tribe?"
"Uh..." Ye Feng scratched his head helplessly... "I haven't found it yet. Um... could you go find me some paper... no, I mean tree bark, the white bark from the heart of the tree? I have a very important use for it."
Also, tomorrow, make sure all able-bodied members of the tribe get up early. I have important work for them to do; it concerns the fate of your Baija tribe.”
Upon hearing this, Tatis and Kratti's expressions immediately turned serious, and they exchanged a smile and nodded.
You can tell they are very happy today.
Soon, at Ye Feng's request, the welcoming celebration ended hastily.
Ye Feng and his group were assigned to stay in the High Priest's and Chief's houses, where they were the only ones in the large rooms.
The Baijia tribe doesn't have beds; they can only use a dirty blanket draped over some withered grass as a bed, and even that is something many people can't afford.
Zhan Pengfei prepared a divine medicine for the high priest and the chieftain.
Of course, it's just ordinary traditional Chinese medicine for treating menstrual irregularities.
The two thanked him profusely, which confirmed their belief that he was a god.
However, none of them slept well that night, especially Ye Feng and Qi Xiaoyan.
Based on the tribe's situation and their own circumstances, they lacked a sturdy shelter, perfect terrain, sufficient food, and weapons for self-defense.
Moreover, the Baijia tribe is entirely composed of women, so even if the opponent doesn't use bows and arrows for close combat, these female warriors would be no match for them.
They were almost at their wits' end; if any other tribe's army came, these women would be lambs to the slaughter.
After much deliberation, Ye Feng decided to first create a weapon for self-defense, as preserving his life was the most important thing.
Tomorrow he plans to build a furnace and melt down all the metal tools and knives he has collected along the way into arrows.
However, in addition to these, sentry posts are also very important, otherwise you won't know when the enemy is getting close.
He still vividly remembers the time he was ambushed by Cheng Haojun a few days ago.
Relying on the few clandestine outposts is definitely not enough, considering that Bai Ying and Zhang Tiannan are mercenaries on the other side.
Therefore, Ye Feng decided to build four sentry posts in the forest surrounding the camp as visible outposts.
This is somewhat similar to the ancient concept of a triangular formation, where the enemy can be alerted immediately from any direction.
These two things sound easy, but they are actually quite complicated to do.
This requires a lot of manpower and resources, and the indigenous people also need to teach them step by step.
Ye Feng wanted to create a construction drawing first, but his drawing skills were limited, so he could only describe it orally and let Qi Xiaoyan, a calligrapher, write it down.
That night, Ye Feng explained many things to everyone, and they were so busy that they could barely fall asleep until the early hours of the morning.
When I opened my eyes again, it was already dawn.
Tatis and Krati were clearly more proactive than the others, having led all their people to gather in the open space much earlier.
Ye Feng told the two of them his whole idea. They didn't question the plan much, but they looked at Ye Feng with some doubt.
"Just ask me whatever questions you have," Ye Feng said, yawning, noticing their hesitation.
Tatis then cautiously asked, "My lord, I heard from Salra that... your divine power is now only one-tenth of what it used to be. Can you still turn iron into arrows?"
Ye Feng rolled his eyes speechlessly. The cultural gap was insurmountable, so he could only give a perfunctory reply:
"Don't worry, if I say I can, then I can. Don't ask any more questions. Just do what I'm told."
"Now, immediately have someone bring out all the unwanted ironware from the tribe."
Tatis didn't dare to say anything more and could only do as Ye Feng said.
The total number of indigenous people, including Ye Feng and his eight companions, was 103. Apart from 23 elderly, weak, women, and children who had difficulty walking, everyone else had to participate in the work.
Ye Feng divided the 80 people into 5 teams.
A group of people, led by Fu Changxiong and Zhan Pengwu, went to cut down trees.
Ye Feng originally didn't want him to go, but Fu Changxiong insisted on going, saying that exercising would help him recover faster.
Ye Feng could only put him in charge of supervising compliance.
Another team, led by Liu Sisi and Qi Xiaoyan, went to dig soil and carry water...
Another team, led by Tang Weiwei and Qi Xiaojie, went to find materials to make arrows and hunt birds along the way. They could collect food and arrow feathers at the same time.
The last team was led by Zhan Pengfei, who is passionate about infrastructure, to build the sentry post.
The remaining group assisted Ye Feng, while another group was responsible for keeping watch and doing odd jobs.
After the work was assigned, Tatis also brought out all the remaining ironware from his tribe.
Although the Baija tribe is constantly being hunted, they also frequently ambush small groups of enemy hunters in the wild.
These items were mostly spoils they had obtained in previous years during battles with other tribes.
Most of them were rusty, and even the knives were dull. They looked cheap, and it's hard to tell how long they've been used.
There were small pots and jars for boiling water, as well as some scattered small metal objects, and even round earrings, all mixed together in what appeared to be a small pile.
But when Ye Feng picked it up, he found that it didn't even weigh 10 jin (5 catties).
Including the knives and steel kettles on my side, the total weight wouldn't exceed 30 jin (15 catties).
After removing rust and impurities to produce molten steel and iron, the weight will be reduced.
Ye Feng calculated that an arrowhead weighs about 2 liang (approximately 100 grams), and the final weight of molten steel and iron should be 25 jin (approximately 12.5 catties), or 250 liang (approximately 125 grams).
All told, at most there were only a little over 120 arrows.
This number of arrows was barely enough for his team of eight, but Ye Feng had asked Tatis...
There are 26 female warriors in the tribe who use bows, and considering how many arrows she lost in yesterday's battle, Bai Ying definitely won't let them go.
Therefore, this amount of steel is far from enough...
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