Tortoise of the Great Desolation

Chapter 284 Deja Vu
The days passed by.

During this period, members of the Youqiong tribe came back one after another. Excluding those who were swallowed by the cockroaches and died on the way to escape, there were more than 130 million members of the Youqiong tribe in the end.

With just such a disaster, the attrition of poor tribes has exceeded the average. This is the tragedy of the weak.

After the Poor Tribe settled down by the Ruoshui River, Chang'e was elected as the new patriarch of the Poor Tribe.

In fact, if possible, they would prefer Hou Yi to be the patriarch, even though Hou Yi is a witch.

However, Hou Yi didn't intend to stay here for a long time at all, so how could he agree to be the patriarch?

So in the end the patriarch still fell on Chang'e.

Hou Yi also temporarily lived in the poor tribe as promised to Chang'e.

He practiced archery every day and went out to hunt. After hunting, he kept a part of the prey for himself, and he distributed the rest of the prey to other people in the poor tribe.

Occasionally there are monsters that come to attack the poor tribes, no matter how powerful and fierce they are, Hou Yi is always an arrow. Since Hou Yi came, no one in the poor tribes has ever been killed by a monster attack.

Over time, Hou Yi's prestige in the poor tribes became higher and higher, and he became the object of worship of countless poor tribe men and the dream lover of countless poor tribe women.

Of course Hou Yi would not care about these.

However, feeling the people's worship and dependence on Hou Yi, Chang'e was a little worried.

In this case, once Houyi leaves, the blow to the poor tribe must be devastating, right?
It's just that she knew that it was the best of humanity for Houyi to agree to her to stay for a period of time, and she couldn't ask for too much.

Hou Yi is very strong, but it is not enough for a tribe to develop only the strong.

He can only kill monsters when they attack, and hunt more prey when hunting. The development of other aspects of the tribe still depends on Chang'e.

Before this, Chang'e never thought that she would become the patriarch of the tribe one day, but now she must take up this responsibility.

She must make herself a qualified patriarch in the shortest possible time.

She needs to organize hunting, gathering, fishing, handling prey after fishing and hunting, and distributing food.

At the same time, she also needs to find gifted children in the clan, teach the method of practice, and cultivate the monks of the poor tribe.

Chang'e grew up at a speed visible to the naked eye.

From a girl sheltered by her father's wings, she has grown into a qualified patriarch.

Although it is Hou Yi who protects the poor tribes, but when it comes to Chang'e, there is no one in the poor tribes who does not give a thumbs up.

Many people said that Chang'e, the patriarch, did better than her father.

Everything seems to be moving in a good direction, but only Chang'e knows that all this is just a mirror image.

Once Hou Yi leaves, all this will be brought back to its original form.

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

Hou Yi only planned to stay in the poor tribe for three years.

When he found Chang'e to say goodbye, Chang'e was leading a group of women to make clothes from animal skins.

"I saw you carrying a bow all day, so I made a bow bag for you. You can try to see if it fits."

Looking at Chang'e, who was smiling and standing in front of him with a bow bag, Hou Yi paused, then answered and took the bow bag.

He took off the bow on his back and tried it out: "It's bigger."

"Too big? Then I'll change it again."

Looking at Chang'e who took back the bow bag from him and devoted herself to revising, in the end, Hou Yi still didn't say goodbye.

Anyway, he has nothing to do, just stay for a few more years.

Hou Yi thought so.

Another year.

This year, when Chang'e was organizing a hunt, she encountered a ferocious beast with chiseled teeth.

This hunting team was almost wiped out, and Chang'e was also injured.

Fortunately, Hou Yi arrived in time and killed Chisel Teeth with an arrow.

Looking at the injured Chang'e, Hou Yi said: "Just leave the hunting to the men, you might as well stay in the clan."

This was the first time Hou Yi spoke up to give advice on matters concerning poor tribes, and even he himself didn't know why.

However, Chang'e smiled lightly and shook her head: "I belong to the patriarch. The more dangerous things are, the more I should take the lead. How can I escape?"

Hou Yi didn't say anything.

However, his original intention to bid farewell faded a bit.

It's better to wait for a few more years, and wait for the tribe's self-protection power to be stronger, Hou Yi thought so.

Day after day, year after year.

Gradually, Hou Yi no longer went out hunting alone all the time, but would go with the hunting team of the poor tribe.

Gradually, he would also eat, drink and chat around the campfire with the poor tribesmen.

He sometimes guides the archery of some poor tribal warriors.

Sometimes, Hou Yi thinks of these things alone, and in a trance, he even has a feeling that he is still living in the Houtu tribe.

This feeling made Hou Yi feel very bad.

So he was ready to leave.

He found Chang'e.

"I'm about to leave."

Hou Yi Road.

Before he knew it, he had been in the poor tribe for eleven years.

Chang'e was silent.

11 years seems to be a long time, long enough for the poor tribe to settle down on the Ruoshui River completely, long enough for most of the poor tribe to forget the disaster at the beginning.

However, 11 years is very short for practice, very short, so short that few people from poor tribes have started to practice together, let alone have any strength.

However, Chang'e didn't say anything to stay, although she knew that as long as Hou Yi left, the poor tribe would fall apart.

She just said, "Can we leave tomorrow?"

Hou Yi nodded.

That night, Hou Yi did not go to eat and drink with the warriors of the poor tribe.

He stayed alone in his room, lying on the bed, and what flashed through his mind was the past scenes of the tribe in Houtu.

At that time, he went out hunting with his clansmen, and when he returned, he ate meat and drank around the campfire with Xing Tian, ​​Kuafu and others, and occasionally taught some clansmen how to shoot archery when he had time.

But all of this dissipated with the reincarnation of post-localization and the disintegration of post-local tribes.

In a trance, the time when he lived in the poor tribe appeared in Hou Yi's mind.

How similar it all is!
Shaking his head, Hou Yi closed his eyes.

Tomorrow, it's all over.

Just like the tribe after he left.

The night is getting darker.

The bonfire goes out.

Poor tribes fell into darkness.

A sound of footsteps sounded in Hou Yi's ears, causing him to open his eyes.

He looked up to the door, and a familiar figure appeared in front of him.

It's Chang'e.

(End of this chapter)