totem god system

Chapter 8 Soft Leather
In the evening, the hunting team came back with a full load of prey. Ever since they had bows and arrows, they had never returned empty-handed, and as the archery became more accurate, more and more prey were caught.

In the primitive era, there were not so many pursuits, only to be alive and to be full, so when the prey was divided, it was the happiest time for all the tribesmen.

The person who distributes the prey is still the old chief, and distributes the prey to each tribe according to the contribution of each person.

"Don't go yet!" The old chief shouted to all the tribesmen.

The tribal people looked at the old chief suspiciously. After dividing the prey, everyone would disperse on their own and find a place to cook. Why didn't they let them go today?

Li Li was equally confused. He was the hunting captain and had a very high status in the tribe. According to the past, if the old chief had anything to do, he had to be notified first and discussed, and then he would call the tribesmen and inform everyone.

But this time the old chief didn't say anything to him, and directly summoned the tribal people.

"Wan, bring the leather you made." The old chief ignored the questioning tribesman, but directly ordered.

"Yes." Wan took out two leather sheets from the side and handed them to the old chief.

The old chief didn't explain, but handed the leather to Li.

Li took the leather in doubt, first looked at the old chief, then carefully felt the leather in his hand, his face suddenly changed.

He is the hunting captain, and all the prey in the tribe will pass through his hands. If anyone in the tribe knows the fur best, it must be him.

It's not that I haven't touched the soft leather, but it's fresh, just peeled off from the prey, and the two in my hand are obviously different.

These two leathers have obviously been treated, the dirty fat and meat have been scraped clean, and the animal hair is tightly attached to the skins, as if they have been dried, but the dried skins will become very hard. , How could this skin be so soft, as if it had just been peeled off from a prey.

Put it in front of your nose and sniff it, there is no rotten smell.

The doubt in Li's eyes was even worse, he had never touched such a weird leather.

"Chief, where did you get this leather?" Li handed the leather in his hand to the two tribesmen who were also part of the hunting team, and raised his head and asked.

"This is leather made by my granddaughter." The old chief said directly.

"The leather made?" Li said to himself at a loss, what happened today is too confusing, when will the leather need to be made, can it be used?

The two cooked skins were quickly passed among the tribesmen, and everyone who touched them was full of surprise.

The old chief was very satisfied with their reaction, the more surprised they were, the higher the future Wan's status would be.

"Wan, tell me." The old chief called Wan to his side.

"These two leathers are made with the leatherworking technique passed on to me by the gods. The leather made with the leatherworking technique is very soft and can be preserved for a longer period of time. It even tastes much better than ordinary leather. "Wan didn't have stage fright, and said with a serious look.

"Ah, so it was taught by the gods!"

"Sure enough, only the gods can make such a good leather."

"Does that mean we can use this kind of leather in the future?"

……

Hearing Wan's words, the tribal residents present talked a lot, but the surprise in their eyes couldn't be concealed.

Primitive tribes are publicly owned, and Wan has learned how to make leather, so everyone can learn from her, and they can use such soft leather in the future.

"The gods taught me the magical skills so that the tribe can use such a good leather. Everyone should thank the gods for the gift!" Wan suddenly shouted loudly, and directly gained a wave of reputation for Xiaobai.

"Thank you for the gift of the gods!" All the tribal people shouted loudly at the same time.

系统：“信仰值+10+15+15+20+25……”

Xiaobai is very happy. (`)
"The gods let us no longer use the fur that will go bad soon, we have to believe in the gods more faithfully!" Wan shouted again.

"Believe in the gods!" All the tribal people shouted in unison again.

系统：“信仰值+12+13+14+15+20……”

Xiaobai danced happily in the totem space.ヾ(°°)
"Bring our prey, let's sacrifice to the gods!" Li Ye said without showing any weakness.

No one would object at this time. The gods improved their lives, so they should offer their offerings. Besides, these prey can only be hunted with the bows and arrows given by the gods.

The old chief took the lead, and the hunting team carried the prey to the clearing of the totem pole.

"System, a large wave of belief values ​​is approaching!" Xiaobai excitedly said to the system when he saw the dots on the belief map start to move, his eyes turned into little stars.

"Look at how promising you are, you are a god, so be calm." The system didn't feel anything, and said calmly.

"No, I need to prepare some gifts. What should I prepare?" Xiaobai summoned the light curtain and searched on it...

The person who is the chief priest this time is not the old chief, but Wan, who made her the one who really accepted Xiaobai's leather-making inheritance.

A group of primitive people carried the sacrificial sharp-horned deer to the totem clearing, and stood solemnly facing the burning bonfire.

Wan walked up to the bonfire stand and looked at the slightly weird totem pole through the flames, her agitated heart suddenly calmed down.

That is the God who protects us.

She said so in her heart, with a smile on her face.

"My God, thank you for bestowing us with the divine skill of leathermaking, and thank you for blessing our tribe to prosper. Today, we offer sacrifices to you, and may God continue to bless our tribe." Although Wan's voice was not loud, it was Crisp and tactful, it makes people feel comfortable listening.

As her words fell, the four hunting team members carried the sharp-horned deer, walked up to the bonfire platform with fairly neat steps, and sent the sharp-horned deer into the bonfire.

The flames blazed and devoured the sharp-horned deer in an instant.

System: "Sacrifice · adult sharp-horned deer, faith +30000!"

Xiaobai, who was looking for a "gift", suddenly raised his head in shock from this message, stared at the light curtain for a long time without saying a word.

Thirty thousand!

This... this... this is really cool. ￣ω￣=
Instantly I feel cute.

No, the gift must be returned, the gift must be returned, and the gift is reciprocated. Only by giving can there be more gains.

Xiaobai quickly searched in the light curtain.

The horned deer was swallowed by the flames, and soon turned to ashes and disappeared into the air.

Everyone waited quietly, but no miracle came.

"Hey..." The old chief sighed, it seems that the gods will not appear today.

Just when he was about to let the sacrificial team leave, a dazzling golden light suddenly burst out from above the open space.

"God, the gods have descended?!" The old chief suddenly turned his head, endured the discomfort in his eyes, and looked at the ray of light.

Xiaobai, wearing the emperor's robe, appeared in the open space. His attire really shocked the primitive people.

They have always been wrapped in animal skins. Where have they seen such exquisite costumes? They are all stunned, even the old chief has the same expression.

(End of this chapter)