The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 127 The Hope of Spring

The fifth year of the Mang tribe's establishment, the first month of spring.

After a long winter, the warm spring breeze finally came, and it also brought warm sunshine.

"Tick, tick..."

On the eaves, the ice and snow were slowly melting, and the water dripped on the ground, flowing into a small ditch, then into a creek, and finally into a river.

"Ding ding ding... bang bang bang..."

In the Mang tribe, a group of children took sticks and knocked down the long and thick popsicles under the eaves, which fell to the ground and broke into several pieces.

They knocked on the house one by one, never tired of it.

The adults in the tribe also watched them play with a smile, and even encouraged them to knock more.

After the snow melts, these popsicles with sharp bottoms will suddenly fall down. If they are not knocked off, they will fall and hit people, which is also very dangerous.

After the snow melted, everyone in the tribe came out of the house and started working.

Especially the planting team, the spring plowing will start soon, and they will be very busy.

……

Outside the hut where the captives lived, all the captives were driven out.

Chenbei stood in front of these captives with Yan, Yun and a dozen totem warriors.

These captives have been captured for more than half a year. During this period, they have been working. No matter how much work they do, they can get as much food in exchange for a good job. They can even be exchanged for winter clothes.

Therefore, these captives can only work hard every day, so that they can live better.

During this period, everyone's performance is also different. Many of the women with children are very desperate, because they not only have to feed themselves, but also feed and clothe their children who do not have much labor ability.

And some people who still have hatred for the Mang tribe are a little negative, and they get less food in exchange for daily work, as long as they don’t starve to death.

Standing in front of these people, Chen Bei said: "It's been more than half a year since you came to our Mang tribe. During this period, some people have performed very well and worked very hard."

"I decided to let these hard-working people get rid of their status as captives and live in spacious wooden houses instead of being crowded here."

This idea has been in Chen Bei's mind since he came back from capturing these prisoners.

What he needs is not numb slaves. That kind of work is too inefficient, like walking dead, without any enthusiasm.

Only by slowly turning these captives into members of the Mang tribe can their enthusiasm be improved, work harder, and do more for the tribe.

"Yan, go find him."

These captives have been working with Yan since the road was built. In winter, the work they do is also counted by Yan's leaders, so Yan knows best who among them works hard.

"Yes, chief."

Yan walked up to these captives and found out those who worked hard one by one.

"You, you, you... come out."

The people who arrived at the rock point came out timidly and stood on the other side. Many of these people were women with children.

In the end, Yan found more than 300 people out of more than 50 people, and two-thirds were women and children.

Chen Bei said to these more than 50 people: "Our Mang tribe is different from other tribes. As long as we work hard and be loyal to the tribe, anyone can live a good life in the tribe, and you are the same!"

"Starting today, you will leave this shack and live in a wooden house."

"You will have more food, clothes, tools, and if you behave well in the future, you can even become real members of our Mang tribe!"

After Chen Bei finished speaking, these people were not excited, but cringed, because they didn't know whether Chen Bei's words were true or a lie.

Chen Bei didn't care too much, they will understand later.

He then said to the remaining 200 prisoners: "As for you, if you behave well in the future, you can also be released from the status of prisoners, but if you continue to behave badly, then stay here forever!"

Chen Bei said to Yan: "Take them to work."

Yan nodded, and led more than a dozen totem warriors to take away the more than 200 captives. Spring is here, and there is a lot of work to be done in the fields, which is the time when manpower is needed.

Chen Bei said to the remaining 50 people: "You follow me."

Those more than 50 people followed Chen Bei obediently, they didn't know what this meant, they only had fear for the future.

They passed through the Mang tribe and came to the south of the tribe, outside the wooden houses where the tourists once lived.

Half of these wooden houses are empty, because there are no tourists in the Mang tribe now, and most of them live in the good houses of the tribe. Only some people still live here temporarily because there are not enough new houses.

By the end of the year, more houses of the Mang tribe will be built, and all these people will move to new houses.

And these wooden houses will be vacated for those who have behaved well and escaped from the status of captives.

Basically, after this process, those who really join the Mang tribe are relatively reliable and have a certain degree of loyalty to the Mang tribe.

What's more, there is still the totem god in the end. Anyone who is not loyal to the tribe will not be able to awaken the power of the totem. In serious cases, they will even be directly burned to death by the god fire like in the sacrificial ceremony.

"Squeak..."

Chen Bei pushed open the door of the wooden house, and all kinds of utensils inside are still complete, such as stone pot, fire pit, bowls and chopsticks, etc.

"From now on, this is your home. Ten people live in a wooden house, and everyone has a bed."

It is said to be a bed, but in fact it is framed on mud bricks with pared wooden slats, covered with hay, soft and dry moss, etc., without even animal skins.

However, even so, this kind of treatment is far different from that of more than 300 people crowded in a shed and being detained.

After Chen Bei finished speaking, he took people away.

These people, who had just come out of captivity, still felt as if they were in a dream until they lived in the log cabin.

"No one is watching at the door."

"Can we really live here in the future? This bed is so soft."

A woman touches the moss on the bed and it doesn't feel real.

Another person couldn't help but said: "This tribe is actually not bad, right?"

Others nodded in agreement. In their previous tribe, some people would starve to death or freeze to death in winter, but after coming to the Mang tribe, although they have to do a lot of work, they can eat enough. They will not starve to death in winter, nor will they freeze to death.

Soon after, another totem warrior brought them a lot of food, some clothes, tools, and lit a firepit for them.

Surrounded by the firepit, they couldn't wait to wash the stone pot, and then began to cook food in the stone pot.

When they ate the first bite of the food they cooked, one of the women said, "It's like a dream. I must work hard to do more work in the future. In this way, my children may have the opportunity to join this tribe."

"If he can become a totem warrior..."

Speaking of this, she laughed, but didn't say any more.

There is also longing in the eyes of others, and they are no longer struggling like before, just to live, without any hope.

In the mountains and forests, there are always many tribes established or destroyed. It is not a shame to join other tribes after the tribe is destroyed.

It's all about being alive.

Time passed bit by bit, and the snow on the ground finally melted. I don’t know when it started, the grass on the ground grew new shoots, and everything looked so vibrant.

While the Mang tribe was busy with spring plowing, there was a sudden movement in the insect valley that had been closed for more than half a year.

"Finally broke through, hahaha!"

A huge centipede flew up from the depths of the worm valley, and the length of the original 100 meters became 500 meters.

It is the totem god of the Zerg tribe.

At the same time, the fluctuation of its divine power also changed from a small god to a middle god, which meant that the Zerg tribe had the qualifications to become a middle-level tribe, and as long as it developed smoothly, it could become a middle-level tribe.

On this day, the closed Insect Valley was opened again, and the Zerg tribe members who had been holding back for nearly a year reappeared, and rampantly rampant in the mountains and forests, plundering wildly, preparing for the Insect tribe to become a medium-sized tribe.

(End of this chapter)