I am a Primitive Man

The chief of the Bear Tribe led his people away, carrying more than just a jar of salt in his arms. On his back, he bore a bundle wrapped in animal hide, filled with food that Han Cheng had specially prepared for their journey home.

In their hands, they gripped the discarded wooden weapons given to them by the Green Sparrow Tribe. As they turned to look back, their hearts were filled with deep gratitude.

This tribe remained as generous and kind as ever. All they had done was bring a black-and-white bear cub, yet they were given so much in return.

To the Bear Tribe chief, his people had gained an incredible bargain, just like every time the Green Sparrow Tribe’s traders came to do business with them, always throwing in some extra salt.

As he gazed back at the towering walls and the people tirelessly working with tools to build them higher, the chief couldn’t help but feel a deep sense of admiration.

Compared to his last visit, this tribe had grown even more impressive.

They lacked nothing when it came to food, and the tribe was full of people. The past day had felt like a dream.

It wasn’t just the ordinary members of his tribe who were reluctant to leave—even the Bear Tribe chief had entertained thoughts of staying.

But this place was not their home. In the end, they had to return to their tribe.

With heavy hearts and lingering reluctance, the Bear Tribe people turned and set off toward their home.

However, their sadness didn’t last long. After walking for some time, the chief’s mood gradually lifted.

It wasn’t just because the noble and generous divine child had personally assured him that they could continue trading black-and-white bear cubs for salt in the future, securing a stable source of salt for their tribe.

More importantly, he had seen the construction of the walls with his own eyes!

It would be impossible not to envy the Green Sparrow Tribe’s towering walls.

With such fortifications, his tribe would be far safer, no longer needing to worry about wild bears wandering near their caves.

And building these walls didn’t seem too difficult—all it took was some packed earth, reinforced with stones and wooden stakes.

That was much easier than raising bear cubs to guard their territory.

After all, taming bear cubs wasn’t easy, and these creatures ate an enormous amount.

They couldn't afford to feed them even if they managed to train them.

His people still couldn’t guarantee a meal of meat daily—sometimes they barely had enough to eat.

So the idea of raising bears for defense, like the Green Sparrow Tribe did with their wolves, only lingered in the chief’s mind for a short while before he dismissed it.

Their tribe was not like the prosperous, well-fed Green Sparrow Tribe, who had the luxury to do as they pleased…

But one thing was sure—when they returned, the entire tribe would be overjoyed.

Just imagining the anticipation on his people's faces when they saw the salt and heard the good news filled the chief’s heart with warmth.

His steps became lighter, and even his fatigue seemed to fade.

“#@√♀…”

Several days later, the Bear Tribe chief returned home with his people.

Upon seeing his tribe gathered before him, he lifted the salt jar above his head and loudly boasted of the precious treasure they had brought back.

The people who had stayed behind in the Bear Tribe rushed forward, surrounding their capable chief, jumping and cheering to express their excitement and admiration.

The Bear Tribe chief reveled in this moment.

With his people gathered around him, he carefully and solemnly placed the salt jar in the deepest part of their storage before turning to announce his next big plan—the construction of a wall.

When they heard about the benefits of a wall from their chief’s mouth, the Bear Tribe erupted into another round of cheers.

However, a few among them expressed concern.

After all, the so-called "wall" that the chief spoke of sounded incredibly complex. Could their tribe, with their limited skills, truly build something like that?

The moment this doubt was voiced, the once-excited crowd fell silent.

Indeed, they had never done anything like this before, and the walls the chief described seemed almost mystical…

Yet the Bear Tribe chief remained confident.

He had personally witnessed how the Green Sparrow Tribe built their walls. Fearing he hadn’t observed closely enough, he had even stepped forward to inspect it up close after obtaining permission.

What seemed like an impossible feat was quite simple.

Recalling the scene of the Green Sparrow Tribe constructing their walls, the chief thumped his chest and assured his people that there was nothing to worry about—he would lead them to build their wall successfully.

Being an impatient man, the very next day, he was ready to begin construction.

In his eyes, the wall was not difficult to build at all.

However, the tribe’s limited food supplies forced him to temporarily put the plan on hold.

Before they could build anything, they first had to gather more food. So he led his people into the bamboo forest to dig for bamboo shoots again.

It wasn’t until five days later that they could finally begin construction.

With great confidence and a determination to impress his people, the chief began the project, only to be frustrated.

The wooden barriers used to hold back the earth, which had seemed so easy to make, turned out to be far more difficult than expected.

His people struggled long before finally putting together a few barely usable ones.

Just as they finished that, new problems arose.

The soil that had looked so soft and easy to dig at the Green Sparrow Tribe was anything but.

Using their primitive stone and wooden tools, they expended enormous effort to dig up only a small amount of dirt.

The chief, looking at their crude tools and their pitifully slow progress, grew disheartened.

Their tribe didn’t have the yellow stone tools like the Green Sparrow Tribe…

But the Bear Tribe chief was a clever man.

Seeing his people's uneasy and expectant gazes, he quickly thought of a solution.

He gathered leaves, crushed them with stones, and smeared the green dye onto their stone and wooden tools…

Looking at the freshly colored tools, his confidence soared.

Under the watchful eyes of his people, he picked up one of the newly "enhanced" tools and began digging.

However, before long…

“##﹉♀……”

The Bear Tribe chief roared in frustration.

Anger, he flung the useless, dyed tool far into the distance.