The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 4 The Cornered Tourist

How to start a tribe from scratch?
Is it possible to knock out a few tribal women with a stick and give birth by themselves?
Chen Bei shuddered when he thought of those tribal women whose beauty was thick and fertile. He felt that his aesthetic view would not be consistent with these primitive people for a while.

Chen Bei thought for a long time, and finally fixed his eyes on those tourists who lost their tribe.

Tourists refer to people who lost their totem power after their tribe was destroyed, or the totem god had an accident.

For example, the worm tribe once exterminated several small tribes, and almost all the adult males caught were killed, and the fertile women and children would stay in the worm tribe and slowly assimilate.

There are also some people who escaped by chance. Generally, the defeated tribes will not hunt down and kill them, because they lose the power of the totem, so they lose the threat. Let them fend for themselves.

These people are tourists.

Chenbei intends to gather a group of tourists, and then use these tourists to form a small tribe, which will grow slowly.

After Chen Bei made up his mind, he began to hunt in the mountains and forests to hone himself while looking for traces of tourists.

Half a month later, Chenbei finally found a gathering place for tourists.

It was a big cave. According to Chen Bei's observation, there were about a hundred people living in it, and most importantly, they were almost starved to death.

"Elder, think of a way, winter is coming soon, we will starve to death."

In the cave, everyone was frowning. They had dug up all the wild vegetables nearby, and all the small beasts and even bugs were almost eaten up.

Because all of them lost their totem power, they couldn't hunt large wild animals, and they couldn't even leave the cave too far, otherwise they would be eaten by the nearby beasts.

The old man known as the "Elder" opened his mouth in the face of everyone's expectant eyes, but he couldn't say a word.

The hope on everyone's faces gradually disappeared, replaced by deep disappointment and despair.

"Are we really going to starve to death? I don't want to die, woo woo woo..."

A woman cried, who wants to die if they can live?
Every winter, a large number of tourists would be starved to death. Even among the tribes guarded by totem gods, starvation and freezing to death in winter due to lack of clothing and food were common occurrences.

If there is no accident, they will die one by one when winter comes.

Just when the despair of death enveloped everyone, a person suddenly appeared at the entrance of the cave.

"If, I can let you live, are you willing to follow me?"

This is a 14-year-old boy, he is wearing animal skin clothes, holding a simple spear in his hand, the most conspicuous thing is that he has a black unicorn on his forehead.

That's right, he was Chen Bei who had been eavesdropping outside for a long time.

"Who?"

The people in the cave became nervous. When they saw that there was only one boy, they were relieved. Fortunately, it was only a boy.

Everyone in the cave didn't speak. They all looked at the oldest elder. At this time, the elders usually come forward to negotiate.

The elder was so thin that only a handful of bones remained. He was helped up and walked forward slowly.

The elder looked at Chen Bei coldly, and said: "Which tribe are you from, you have no hair yet, dare to speak wild words, let us follow."

Chen Bei smiled, and he fully activated the power of the totem. On his face, arms, and chest, bright totem patterns lit up, and a fiery and powerful aura emanated from him.

"now what?"

Chen Bei looked directly at the elders, strong strength brought great confidence, he did not believe that this group of desperate people would remain indifferent.

Sure enough, when the elder saw the bright totem pattern on his body, his shocked eyes almost popped out.

"Intermediate...intermediate totem warrior..."

"So young? How is it possible!"

The people in the whole cave were boiling, no one thought that at such a young age, Chen Bei was already an intermediate totem warrior.

The young boy like Chen Bei in the cave, even if the tribe is not destroyed, is at most a low-level totem warrior who has just awakened, and the nearby tribes have never heard of such a young mid-level totem warrior.

"Could it be that you are from the big tribe outside the mountain?"

The elder's voice trembled, he thought of many things, and regretted his attitude towards Chen Bei just now.

After all, he has lived a long time and is considered well-informed. He has heard that there are large tribes outside the mountain, with tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people.

It is said that the totem warriors of the Great Tribe are far stronger than them, that kind of strength is even unimaginable.

Thinking of this, the elder said respectfully to Chen Bei: "Guests from afar, please forgive my rudeness just now."

Chen Bei said with a calm face: "I don't hope there will be a next time."

The elder hurriedly said: "There will be no next time."

Afterwards, the elder said cautiously: "Just now, the guest said that as long as we are willing to follow you, you can let us live. Is it true?"

"Of course!"

In order for these people to follow him smoothly, Chen Bei had no choice but to pretend to be well-known.

"I am guided by the great totem god to form a new tribe in these mountains."

"If you are willing to give up your previous beliefs and respect me as the leader, I will be able to lead you to live in this dangerous mountain forest."

As soon as this remark came out, the cave fell silent, and everyone looked at each other without speaking for a while.

Tribal people have been infused with a lot of thoughts of loyalty to the totem god of the tribe since they were born. Now they are asked to give up their beliefs, even if they have been reduced to starvation, they still subconsciously resist.

In addition, respecting a teenage boy as the leader simply subverts their cognition, even if the boy looks very strong.

Chen Bei didn't continue talking and gave them time to think. He believed that these people would understand.

People in the cave started to discuss in low voices. There were all kinds of voices, but no one could come up with a convincing answer.

In the end, these people looked at their elders one after another. At this time, they could only believe in the wisdom of the elders.

The elder struggled for a while, and finally said to everyone dejectedly: "We have no choice."

"The totem god has fallen, and the faith has collapsed. We are just a group of bereaved dogs, and there is no right to choose."

In the cave, everyone's mood became very low.

That's right, the totem gods have already fallen, and they have also lost the power of the totem, and now they are facing the danger of starving to death, so there is no choice.

They were at the end of their ropes, and now they could only trust this boy, otherwise they would die one by one when winter came.

After a long time, a former totem warrior in the cave asked cautiously: "If we join a new tribe, can we gain the power of the totem?"

"Of course, as long as you show enough loyalty, the totem god will naturally bestow the power of the totem."

Chen Bei looked calm on the surface, but he was actually a little bit guilty in his heart. With the current state of Rhinoceros God, can these people become totem warriors again?
However, he changed his mind and thought again: Since the rhinoceros god asked him to build a tribe, he couldn't be the only totem warrior, right?

So what he said was not all deceit.

But the eyes of those people in the cave are shining, they want to have the power of totem again in their dreams!
"Elder..."

More than 100 people looked at their elders anxiously, waiting for the elders to make the final decision.

On the elder's old face, the wrinkles seemed to be getting deeper, and there was sadness in his eyes, memories, and yearning for the future.

The elder asked Chenbei's name, and then asked the name of the new tribe and the totem god.

Afterwards, the elder frankly knelt down in front of Chen Bei to show his submission.

"The original Shangui tribe, one hundred and three tribesmen, may Zunchen be the new leader, join the Mang tribe, and believe in the rhinoceros god."

"Okay, from today onwards, I will be your leader, and you will be members of my Mang tribe!"

Chen Bei was very happy. From now on, he was also the leader of the tribe. He could barely be considered a "big man", and he finally felt proud.

(End of this chapter)