I am a Primitive Man

The people of the Green Sparrow Tribe once again found themselves sleepless, with some reminiscing about the stories told by the Divine Child, deeply immersed in their thoughts.

More were pondering the mighty weapon- the bow and arrow—able to shoot down the sun from the sky, which was unimaginable!

Thoughts of the Divine Child crafting such a weapon tomorrow filled their hearts with excitement, continuously imagining what the bow and arrow might look like.

Would such a powerful weapon be too big to handle?

Their aesthetic viewpoint remained pure, admiring things that were big and round.

You could tell this from the word "美" (beauty).

A big sheep was beautiful; a big sheep was delicious to eat and very filling. This feeling was good. The concept of beauty slowly developed from this most basic and intuitive feeling.

Many couldn't sleep, completely distracted by thoughts of the shaman, while Shi Tou, who had been entirely led astray by Han Cheng, was also tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

But what he was thinking about was different from most people. It wasn't the powerful bow and arrow but that kind of miraculous elixir that could make people fly to the sky after consuming it.

Where could he find such a powerful tribe Shaman like the Queen Mother of the West?

Thinking about this matter, he was full of conflict.

Yet amid the conflict, there was also an unbearable excitement because he had once again received a way to fly from the shaman, namely the Queen Mother and her elixir.

Unlike adults who had much greater life pressures, Xiao Mei, Xiao Li, and Cheng hadn't been hungry since the Divine Child arrived. In addition to some girls' natural tendencies, what they considered most was not the bow and arrow that excited the adults but Chang'e, who lived alone on the moon with a rabbit and occasionally danced.

Dancing, they hadn't had this concept before. Only after the night they moved into their new home when the Divine Child led everyone in a dance around the fire, did they realize what dancing was. Dancing turned out to be such a fun thing.

So, in their minds, there automatically appeared a vision of a tall woman, taller than a strong man, wrapped in fur, holding a rabbit, and dancing on the moon.

As for what kind of dance—the dance that the Divine Child had taught them.

Thinking like this, Xing suddenly shook her head, feeling sorry for Chang'e. She danced alone, without the company of fire. How could she be as happy as their tribe when dancing together?

Han Cheng naturally wouldn't know the bizarre thoughts of the people in the tribe. Lying on the warm, heated bed, he had already pulled his mind out of the stories of Chang'e flying to the moon and Hou Yi shooting down the sun, which were familiar to him.

Lying on the warm, heated bed, he still thought about how to make charcoal.

This was indeed a troublesome matter.

Damn it, next time, I'll start the fire from the top!

After carefully recalling the continuous failures in charcoal burning over the past few days, Han Cheng, who felt increasingly confused, also became restless.

After thinking for a while, he became agitated, thinking this was ridiculous. Why was he sometimes still as impatient as a child?

After a self-deprecating moment, he decided not to think about it anymore. Instead, he focused on the bow and arrow since everyone awaited it.

He lay like this for a while, but eventually, he didn't think about the bow and arrow anymore. That unintentional thought kept rotating in his mind, becoming increasingly entrenched.

To Han Cheng's surprise, he wanted to get up and try burning another kiln.

After so many attempts at burning charcoal, he had never tried starting the fire from the top, so it wouldn't take too much firewood to burn another kiln.

After all the previous failures, burning one more kiln wouldn't hurt.

With this decision made, Han Cheng's chaotic mind gradually calmed down, drowsiness washed over him, and soon he drifted into dreams.

…

Early the following day, the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe were already up, determined even by the warmth of the heated bed.

" Divine Child!"

After waiting a while, they called out to Han Cheng with excitement and anticipation as he emerged from his room.

After a moment of slight surprise, Han Cheng smiled. These people were enthusiastic about the bow and arrow, much more than himself, the shaman who was only thinking about burning charcoal.

However…

However, they were destined to be disappointed because even the most advanced bow and arrow couldn't shoot down the sun, let alone rockets from later generations.

If only he had told them the legend of Hou Yi shooting down the sun after making the bow and arrow, then they wouldn't have such a significant psychological gap after seeing the bow and arrow he made.

Han Cheng thought helplessly like this, asking everyone to wait for him.

After solving his biological issues and a simple wash, he began crafting bows and arrows amidst the crowd's anticipation.

With a group of people, they searched around the tribe and found a kind of tree that was more flexible in texture. Pointing at a tree branch about the thickness of a baby's arm, without him having to do anything, the people who couldn't sleep because they were thinking about bows and arrows immediately pounced on it fiercely.

They didn't chop down the branch but directly began to work on the tree with a diameter of over thirty centimeters.

Last night, they had imagined the bow and arrow. Although they couldn't imagine the specific appearance of the bow and arrow, one thing was everyone's consensus: it had to be big!

No one would believe it wasn't big if something could bring down the sun.

So they directly ignored the tree branch, thinking that the Divine Child was referring to this tree…

Han Cheng looked at the few people continuously wielding their stone axes and being fierce as if they were going to cut down this big tree and couldn't help but stare in amazement.

How big of a bow were these guys trying to make?

Moreover, cutting down such a big tree would take a long time. He was still thinking about quickly making the bow and arrow and then experimenting with his stubborn charcoal-burning idea. He couldn't afford to waste time like this.

He hurriedly called out to the Eldest Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother, pointing again at the tree branch above, indicating that they only needed to cut it down, not the whole tree.

Everyone was surprised. They looked at the small tree branch and then at the Divine Child, wearing expressions of confusion. Could something like this make a bow and arrow to shoot down the sun?

Han Cheng understood what these guys were thinking and couldn't help but cry and laugh. "Chop down this big tree to make weapons. Who among you can handle it?"

Upon hearing Han Cheng's words, the crowd couldn't help but feel embarrassed. They had only considered making it big but had forgotten about this point.

The tree branch with the thickness of a baby's arm was cut down. Han Cheng, accompanied by the restless crowd, returned to the tribe and began making the first bow and arrow in the history of the Green Sparrow Tribe, destined to disappoint.

The people of the Green Sparrow Tribe once again found themselves sleepless, with some reminiscing about the stories told by the Divine Child, deeply immersed in their thoughts.

More were pondering the mighty weapon- the bow and arrow—able to shoot down the sun from the sky, which was unimaginable!

Thoughts of the Divine Child crafting such a weapon tomorrow filled their hearts with excitement, continuously imagining what the bow and arrow might look like.

Would such a powerful weapon be too big to handle?

Their aesthetic viewpoint remained pure, admiring things that were big and round.

You could tell this from the word "美" (beauty).

A big sheep was beautiful; a big sheep was delicious to eat and very filling. This feeling was good. The concept of beauty slowly developed from this most basic and intuitive feeling.

Many couldn't sleep, completely distracted by thoughts of the shaman, while Shi Tou, who had been entirely led astray by Han Cheng, was also tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

But what he was thinking about was different from most people. It wasn't the powerful bow and arrow but that kind of miraculous elixir that could make people fly to the sky after consuming it.

Where could he find such a powerful tribe Shaman like the Queen Mother of the West?

Thinking about this matter, he was full of conflict.

Yet amid the conflict, there was also an unbearable excitement because he had once again received a way to fly from the shaman, namely the Queen Mother and her elixir.

Unlike adults who had much greater life pressures, Xiao Mei, Xiao Li, and Cheng hadn't been hungry since the Divine Child arrived. In addition to some girls' natural tendencies, what they considered most was not the bow and arrow that excited the adults but Chang'e, who lived alone on the moon with a rabbit and occasionally danced.

Dancing, they hadn't had this concept before. Only after the night they moved into their new home when the Divine Child led everyone in a dance around the fire, did they realize what dancing was. Dancing turned out to be such a fun thing.

So, in their minds, there automatically appeared a vision of a tall woman, taller than a strong man, wrapped in fur, holding a rabbit, and dancing on the moon.

As for what kind of dance—the dance that the Divine Child had taught them.

Thinking like this, Xing suddenly shook her head, feeling sorry for Chang'e. She danced alone, without the company of fire. How could she be as happy as their tribe when dancing together?

Han Cheng naturally wouldn't know the bizarre thoughts of the people in the tribe. Lying on the warm, heated bed, he had already pulled his mind out of the stories of Chang'e flying to the moon and Hou Yi shooting down the sun, which were familiar to him.

Lying on the warm, heated bed, he still thought about how to make charcoal.

This was indeed a troublesome matter.

Damn it, next time, I'll start the fire from the top!

After carefully recalling the continuous failures in charcoal burning over the past few days, Han Cheng, who felt increasingly confused, also became restless.

After thinking for a while, he became agitated, thinking this was ridiculous. Why was he sometimes still as impatient as a child?

After a self-deprecating moment, he decided not to think about it anymore. Instead, he focused on the bow and arrow since everyone awaited it.

He lay like this for a while, but eventually, he didn't think about the bow and arrow anymore. That unintentional thought kept rotating in his mind, becoming increasingly entrenched.

To Han Cheng's surprise, he wanted to get up and try burning another kiln.

After so many attempts at burning charcoal, he had never tried starting the fire from the top, so it wouldn't take too much firewood to burn another kiln.

After all the previous failures, burning one more kiln wouldn't hurt.

With this decision made, Han Cheng's chaotic mind gradually calmed down, drowsiness washed over him, and soon he drifted into dreams.

…

Early the following day, the people of the Green Sparrow Tribe were already up, determined even by the warmth of the heated bed.

" Divine Child!"

After waiting a while, they called out to Han Cheng with excitement and anticipation as he emerged from his room.

After a moment of slight surprise, Han Cheng smiled. These people were enthusiastic about the bow and arrow, much more than himself, the shaman who was only thinking about burning charcoal.

However…

However, they were destined to be disappointed because even the most advanced bow and arrow couldn't shoot down the sun, let alone rockets from later generations.

If only he had told them the legend of Hou Yi shooting down the sun after making the bow and arrow, then they wouldn't have such a significant psychological gap after seeing the bow and arrow he made.

Han Cheng thought helplessly like this, asking everyone to wait for him.

After solving his biological issues and a simple wash, he began crafting bows and arrows amidst the crowd's anticipation.

With a group of people, they searched around the tribe and found a kind of tree that was more flexible in texture. Pointing at a tree branch about the thickness of a baby's arm, without him having to do anything, the people who couldn't sleep because they were thinking about bows and arrows immediately pounced on it fiercely.

They didn't chop down the branch but directly began to work on the tree with a diameter of over thirty centimeters.

Last night, they had imagined the bow and arrow. Although they couldn't imagine the specific appearance of the bow and arrow, one thing was everyone's consensus: it had to be big!

No one would believe it wasn't big if something could bring down the sun.

So they directly ignored the tree branch, thinking that the Divine Child was referring to this tree…

Han Cheng looked at the few people continuously wielding their stone axes and being fierce as if they were going to cut down this big tree and couldn't help but stare in amazement.

How big of a bow were these guys trying to make?

Moreover, cutting down such a big tree would take a long time. He was still thinking about quickly making the bow and arrow and then experimenting with his stubborn charcoal-burning idea. He couldn't afford to waste time like this.

He hurriedly called out to the Eldest Senior Brother and Third Senior Brother, pointing again at the tree branch above, indicating that they only needed to cut it down, not the whole tree.

Everyone was surprised. They looked at the small tree branch and then at the Divine Child, wearing expressions of confusion. Could something like this make a bow and arrow to shoot down the sun?

Han Cheng understood what these guys were thinking and couldn't help but cry and laugh. "Chop down this big tree to make weapons. Who among you can handle it?"

Upon hearing Han Cheng's words, the crowd couldn't help but feel embarrassed. They had only considered making it big but had forgotten about this point.

The tree branch with the thickness of a baby's arm was cut down. Han Cheng, accompanied by the restless crowd, returned to the tribe and began making the first bow and arrow in the history of the Green Sparrow Tribe, destined to disappoint.

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