Chapter 68: The Second Year of the Vine Tribe



Chapter 68: The Second Year of the Teng Tribe

The cold winter was spent in bird-catching, fishing, hunting, and polishing various tools and weapons.

During this winter, Chishao took the time to draw many animal skin scrolls recording important events of the tribe, and Jiang Xuan also drew a preliminary and simple map.

During this period, many weak tourists fell ill. Although they were treated by Old Witch and Red Peony, due to limited conditions and shortage of medicines, two people unfortunately died of the illness.

Two members of the Teng tribe were seriously injured by wild beasts while out hunting. Fortunately, they were carried back to the tribe in time and managed to save their lives.

When Jiang Xuan's bamboo calendar recorded the 396th day of the first year of the establishment of the Teng Tribe, the sky, which had been gloomy for a long time, finally welcomed the sun.

The temperature in the southern wilderness began to rise slowly and the ice and snow melted quickly.

“Crash…”

“Pah, pah, pah!”

The ice on a big tree melted and fell to the ground, turning into broken ice, and the drooping branches were lifted up again.

Jiang Xuan sat on the bed, looking at the old calendar bamboo tubes, frowning and muttering, "How can it be 396 days? It's actually one month longer than the Earth."

Jiang Xuan scratched his head. For the first time, he felt that making a calendar was not that simple.

The interval between two melting periods of ice and snow is thirteen months, but this kind of thing is not very accurate. After all, the weather is not the same every year.

Sometimes the winter may be longer, sometimes shorter, no one can tell.

"Forget it. Anyway, I'll continue recording. I hope that after a few more years, I can discover some patterns."

Jiang Xuan also knew that creating any kind of calendar was not an easy task. It would take decades or even longer to record and revise it.

All Jiang Xuan could do was to record the dates and climate changes that occurred during the period as completely as possible. As for whether this calendar would be successful, no one knew.

Jiang Xuan put away the old calendar bamboo tubes, then found a bamboo tube that had never been engraved with words, and engraved the first line of words on the top: The second year of the Teng tribe, January 1, the ice melted.

"One year."

After carving the words, Jiang Xuan put down the bamboo tube and the small stone knife, feeling very complicated.

The Teng Tribe was established for a year, plus the six months before the establishment of the Teng Tribe, he has been in this world for a year and a half.

Sometimes he felt especially lucky.

Although he traveled to this primitive and dangerous world, he survived successfully and even established a tribe.

From having nothing in the beginning, to accumulating bit by bit, to developing to the current scale, the hardships involved are only known to myself.

At first, he often thought of the beautiful world in his previous life, where materials were abundant, technology was advanced, and people could enjoy many conveniences.

But as time went by, he thought less and less about his past life.

The bright lights, bustling traffic, grudges and love of his previous life gradually became blurred in his mind.

However, the things that the people and things in this world have experienced are becoming clearer and clearer.

"Being the leader of a primitive tribe isn't bad, right?"

Jiang Xuan smiled and stopped thinking about the past.

This world, this primitive jungle, and the vine tribe he built with his own hands are what he can own now.

As for the world we can never return to, let it become the past.

Jiang Xuan calmed himself down, put away the new calendar bamboo tube, then opened the door, walked outside, and basked in the long-lost sunshine.

The rest of the Teng tribe also walked outside, and everyone had a smile of relief on their faces.

The cold and unbearable winter is finally over.

“We survived!”

In front of a group of houses outside the Teng tribe, more than a hundred tourists were crying with joy. They hugged each other, shouted, and celebrated their new life.

"I survived..."

Jingjie held his wooden mace, his eyes slightly moist.

At the beginning of this winter, no one could have imagined that more than a hundred tourists could survive in a small tribe.

Jingjie was even mentally prepared for many people to starve or freeze to death.

But because of Jiang Xuan and the Teng tribe, they miraculously survived and did not become emaciated by hunger. They had food to eat throughout the entire winter.

Only two people died of illness in one winter, which could be called a miracle even in some larger tribes!

Jingjie raised his head, looked at the huge ancient vines on the stone mountain, and then walked towards the bamboo house where Jiang Xuan and others lived with a determined look.

He now has only one thought in his mind, and that is to stay in the Teng Tribe and join the Teng Tribe!

After a while, Jingjie found Jiang Xuan who was basking in the sun.

"Chief!" Jingjie looked a little nervous.

"So it's Nepeta, what do you want from me?"

"Chief, you promised before that as long as we could survive until spring, you would let us join the Vine Tribe. Now we have survived."

Jing Jie looked at Jiang Xuan anxiously, feeling nervous and expectant.

Jiang Xuan glanced at the tourists, then nodded and said, "I did say that. You and those tourists can stay in the Teng tribe."

"However, to become a true member of the Vine Tribe, it will take the test of time."

Jingjie said hurriedly: "As long as I can join the Teng Tribe, I am willing to wait as long as it takes."

Jiang Xuan smiled and said, "As long as you are loyal to the tribe, joining the tribe is a matter of time, don't worry."

Jingjie nodded heavily. He was very confident in himself.

Jiang Xuan added, "The snow has just melted, and ice is falling from the trees everywhere. Go and look after them first, and don't run around, or you'll get hurt by the ice."

"Okay, I'll be right there."

Jingjie took the mace and quickly returned to the front of the houses, and dealt with all the tourists who were too excited and running around.

"Do you want to be crushed to death by ice? If you dare to run around again, I'll break your legs!"

Under Jingjie's scolding, the tourists finally calmed down and stayed in the open space to bask in the sun, not daring to run around.

That night, the cold north wind turned into a warm south wind, and the snow on the trees and the ground melted faster.

Two days later, the ice and snow on the trees disappeared without a trace, and most of the snow on the ground had melted.

The stream began to flow happily again, the ice on the river surface melted, and large chunks of ice were washed away by the river water.

In the ponds opened up by the Teng Tribe, the tenacious fish began to swim again.

After the warm south wind blew for three days, tender grass sprouts grew on the ground and the animals that had hibernated in the forest reappeared.

The entire pristine jungle once again showed vitality.

The only unhappy person in the Teng tribe was Da Jiao, because during the winter, food was scarce and many of the animals he domesticated were eaten, leaving only a few.

Jiang Xuan came to the front of the cave and comforted Da Jiao, "It's okay. If they are eaten, we can catch some more to feed them."

"I think those flightless unicorns are good. They might be easier to tame than colorful pheasants."

"And there are gray rabbits, which reproduce very quickly."

After hearing Jiang Xuan's words, Da Jiao's mood finally improved a lot, and he enthusiastically discussed with Jiang Xuan which animals are suitable for domestication.

In the fields, Gan Song began to plow the soil with his bone hoe again.

He only has one arm and his hunting ability is not as good as others, but when it comes to planting, no one in the Teng tribe is worse than him except Jiang Xuan.

Last year's harvest gave Gan Song great confidence. This year, he decided to open up more fields and grow more food and vegetables! In the jungle, the hunting team of the Teng tribe also set out again. Compared with the cold winter, they still prefer the spring forest with abundant prey and full of vitality.

Thanks to the book friend "Zixuyan" for the reward.

(End of this chapter)

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