The Rise of Primitive Tribes Farming

Chapter 521 Escape
After the fleet came to the Rhinoceros Continent, they brought a large amount of supplies, including food, utensils, and people who stayed in the Rhinoceros Continent. Their families gave them something as a piggyback.

The whole settlement of the Mang tribe was full of jubilation. Some people hid in their houses after receiving the things brought by their families, crying secretly.

Being so far away from home, after a long time, I will always feel homesick.

Usually it’s nothing. After all, I’m very busy every day. After a day, my body is very tired and I don’t have time to think about it.

Now when I see the things at home and think about people when I see things, the emotions accumulated for a long time come up all of a sudden, and tears naturally flow down.

In the room, Lie said to Yan: "We can't stay here for too long. It's been almost a month since we came out. You also know that winter is approaching in the Southern Wilderness. If the river freezes at that time, we will go back not going."

"So!" Lie patted Yan's thick shoulder and said, "We have to go back to the tribe tomorrow."

Yan said guiltily: "You have brought so many things, but the development time here is too short. Except for some animal bones, animal bones, and herbs, there is nothing more for you to bring back for the time being."

The Rhino Horn Continent has a savannah climate, whether it is rainy or dry season, it is hot all year round and thick animal hides are not needed.

There are a lot of prey here, so a large number of animal skins have been accumulated, and these animal skins are also the most produced in the Rhino Horn Continent.

"It's okay, Yan, I saw the land you cultivated, and I believe that in the future, this place will produce more grain and fruit than Nanhuang!"

Because the land here is loose and there are so many bison available, the Mang tribe opened up the wasteland very quickly.

In fact, if it weren't for the need to plant trees, the speed of land reclamation could be faster.

During the dry season, the reclaimed land can only be planted where it can be irrigated.

But in the rainy season, all the fields can be planted, and the output is extremely impressive, much stronger than Nanhuang.

Yan nodded solemnly and said, "We will work hard!"

In the evening, a bonfire was set up in the open space of the settlement. Everyone chatted while grilling meat, and the atmosphere was very lively.

Everyone even drank a lot of wine and kept making noise until the middle of the night before falling asleep.

On the second day, the fleet loaded a large amount of animal skins, animal bones, herbs, and some unique fruit trees and herbs in the Rhino Horn Continent, and embarked on the return journey.

On the bank of the river, Lie said to Yan and Hongtu: "We will come back when the winter is over and the ice and snow melt."

Yan said: "At that time, it was the rainy season here, and the grassland was lush, not as dry as it is now. You will definitely like it here."

"Okay, come and enjoy it next time."

"Woooo..."

The big conch on the boat blew, and Lie hugged Yan, Hongtu, and some fishing team soldiers again, and said, "We are about to set sail, let's all go back."

Lie boarded the boat and waved to them.

"Crash..."

The winch on the ship pulled up the heavy anchor, and the sails were slowly raised.

The Mang tribe's fleet, after a short stay here, embarked on the return journey.

The fleet gradually went away, but the people on the shore remained motionless for a long time, still looking around.

It wasn't until the fleet was completely out of sight that Yan and the others looked away in a sense of loss, and continued with today's work.

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Southern Wilderness, Mang Tribal Academy.

"Students, this class ends here, get out of class is over!"

It's time for get out of class to end, and as the teacher's voice fell, the students who had been sleepy just now came back to life in a flash, packed up their things as quickly as possible, put their schoolbags on their backs, and rushed out like a gust of wind.

The teacher who taught shamanism packed up his textbooks and muttered, "It is a great honor for these children to be able to learn shamanism, but each of them seems to have a knife on their necks, and they don't study hard."

The teacher who taught the shamanism thought that these children did not cherish this opportunity at all. In other tribes, except the heirs of shamanism, who would have such a great honor to learn shamanism?

The teacher shook his head and walked outside. He had to go back and think about how to teach so that these children would be more willing to learn.

Outside the classroom, the children of the tribe walked to the gate of the yard, and stopped immediately one by one, respectfully saluting the old man guarding the gate.

"Hello elder!"

"Goodbye, elder!"

Elders, no matter which tribe they are in, have a high status. Not to mention these children, even their parents, they have to be respectful when they meet elders.

The elder smiled and nodded in response. Seeing these energetic children reminded him of his childhood.

It's a pity that youth has passed, and only old bones are left. Those old days can never go back.

After walking out of the courtyard, these children became active again, in groups of three or four, chasing and beating towards the house.

On the way, the adults who were working saw these children carrying schoolbags, and they all showed gratified smiles on their faces.

The leader said, these children are the future hope of the tribe!
There were also some children who were not selected for the first term of school, or children who were underage, looked at them enviously.

"Learning Maha every day is really boring. It's more interesting to go fishing. Anyway, it's not dark yet, why don't we go fishing?"

Lie's son, Yu, is already ten years old, and he is very stout, a big boy.

Like many children, he doesn't like to learn the boring and difficult Chinese language. His greatest wish is to go fishing in a boat like Lie.

Every time he saw the fish bones as big as the houses in the tribe, his heart surged, and he fantasized that one day he could catch such a big fish and have a good time in the tribe.

Although he can't go fishing by boat now, he has done it several times by sneaking away to fish.

The child walking with the fish said: "Don't be so loud, my father said, we are too young to go fishing now, we must study Shaman, and we will learn more in the future."

"If we are caught sneaking out to fish, we will be hanged and beaten when we return home."

Yu said nonchalantly: "Just hit it. It's not like I haven't been beaten before. I'd rather be beaten than sit there and study shamanism all day long."

"If you are afraid, I will go by myself."

Yu made up his mind to sneak out to fish. He is Lie's son, and ordinary totem warriors dare not stop him.

"This……"

The three teenagers who were walking together looked at each other, were agitated by the fish, and couldn't resist the temptation of fishing. Finally, they gritted their teeth and said, "Who's scared? We'll go with you!"

"It's almost the same, let's go, it will be dark when it is late, I brought a fishhook."

Several children ran out of the tribe excitedly. They were too young to experience any danger. At this age, they didn't even know what it meant to be afraid.

The four children did not go through the city gate, but slipped all the way to the sluice of the moat. Above the thick bronze sluice, there was a relatively large gap for the fish to enter and exit.

Adults can't get in at all, but children can.

They drilled out of the gap in the sluice and swam all the way to the outside of the tribe.

On the city wall, two totem warriors saw this scene, and their faces were a little helpless. These children have been grabbed and beaten several times, but they still don't have a long memory.

Since they slipped out a few times before without any accidents, and everyone knew Lie's son, the two totem warriors hesitated for a while, and in the end they didn't go down immediately to arrest them back to the tribe.

(End of this chapter)