The Bird Beak Mosquito flew south and finally arrived near a swamp.
In a clearing beside the swamp, more than 50 hunting warriors of the Mosquito Tribe had built a temporary shelter against a big tree and lit a bonfire.
The roof of the shelter was made of the huge shield made by Jiang Xuan.
Among these Mosquito Tribe warriors, the chief was a middle-aged man. He was the chief of the Mosquito Tribe's hunting team, and his name was Tiger Mosquito.
Tiger Mosquito was not tall, but his aura was very strong. His eyes were very fierce, giving people a sense of danger.
In addition to the totem patterns of the Mosquito Tribe, there were also three horizontal lines drawn in green, red, and yellow on his face.
This meant that he was a powerful three-color warrior!
"Buzz."
After flying back, the huge bird beak mosquito landed on Tiger Mosquito's shoulder.
"Did you find anything?"
Tiger Mosquito's voice was a little rough and hoarse, which made him seem even more ferocious.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz…"
The bird beak mosquito's wings made a special sound as it flew up. It flew a short distance south and returned to Tiger Mosquito's shoulder.
This was a very unique way of communication. Only the Mosquito Tribe members who had been exposed to the bird beak mosquitoes for a long time could understand it.
Tiger Mosquito looked at the forest in the south and then at the huge shield above his head. "There are indeed other tribes in this forest."
Someone beside him asked, "Chief, should we look for them?"
Tiger Mosquito said in a low voice, "There's no hurry. We're not familiar with this forest. We'll investigate this tribe after dawn."
"Listen to the Chief."
The 50 warriors agreed and then quietly roasted food on the bonfire.
Their food was some of the prey they hunted during the day, some of the wild vegetables they dug nearby, and some wild fruits.
In the forest around them, there were more than a dozen bird beak mosquitoes searching for food. When they were tired, they would stay on the branches to rest. When they encountered dangerous situations, these bird beak mosquitoes would even give an early warning.
After eating, they left two people to keep watch while the others lay by the bonfire to rest.
There were more than a dozen bird beak mosquitoes guarding the bonfire. Ordinary mosquitoes did not dare to approach, or they would be eaten by the bird beak mosquitoes.
Therefore, these Mosquito Tribe members did not have to worry about being bitten by mosquitoes and could sleep peacefully in the forest.
That night, it rained heavily, but because the roof had been made in advance, the hunting party's bonfire was not doused.
The next day, under the lead of the bird beak mosquitoes, the Mosquito Tribe hunting team quietly headed towards the Vine Tribe.
However, the members of the Vine Tribe did not notice that danger was approaching!
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May 15, the first year of the establishment of the Vine Tribe. Clear day.
"It's a beautiful day!"
Jiang Xuan came out of the bamboo house. At this moment, the sky was blue, and the sun was rising in the east.
It rained heavily last night and the rain had washed the forest clean. Even the air was much fresher.
Jiang Xuan walked to the empty space in front of the bamboo house and discovered that the leaves of the fanweed had unfolded. They were very beautiful, like small fans that swayed slightly in the wind.
He walked to the pond again. It had rained heavily the night before. The pond's water level was high, and the outlet was still flowing.
"Fortunately, the inlet was blocked last night. Otherwise, all the fish would have swam away."
After months of hard work, the Vine Tribe now had three ponds.
The first pond was in front of the bamboo house. The second was in the middle of the cultivated land. The third was at the end of the cultivated land.
These ponds could be used not only to raise fish, but also to water the crops in the fields once the weather was dry.
Not only that, but there were also a large number of frogs, toads, and other creatures in the pond. They ate a large number of insects every night.
Jiang Xuan had not walked far when he realized that someone was squatting on the ground and working. He had actually woken up earlier than him.
Jiang Xuan walked over curiously and realized that this person was Sweet Pine.
"Sweet Pine!" Jiang Xuan shouted.
"Chief."
Sweet Pine turned around and hurriedly stood up to greet Jiang Xuan when he saw him. He was still holding a small stone shovel that was covered in mud.
"What are you doing here so early?"
"Chief, it rained heavily last night and the wind blew down the bamboo tube grass and clap blossoms that were just planted yesterday. I restored them and fertilized them with some soil."
Jiang Xuan walked over and took a look. Indeed, there were many insect-eating plants that had been ravaged by the heavy rain and wind. Some of them had already been restored by Sweet Pine and were being fertilized.
Jiang Xuan nodded and said, "It's unusual that anyone could remember these plants. You've worked hard."
Sweet Pine immediately shook his head and said, "It's not hard. This is what I should do."
Jiang Xuan patted his sturdy shoulder and said, "I've seen what you've done for the tribe. Sweet Pine, the tribe won't mistreat you."
"Thank you, Chief."
Sweet Pine grinned, showing even teeth. To have the chief's approval was a form of mental encouragement. It made him more motivated.
Ever since he lost an arm, he had become stronger than before. He also yearned for the affirmation of others and did not want to be looked down on.
This was also the reason why he worked so hard after coming to the Vine Tribe.
Jiang Xuan squatted down and helped Sweet Pine straighten the plants that were swaying about. Then they returned to the bamboo house for breakfast.
After dinner, Jiang Xuan continued to polish the hard leg bone of a bighorn sheep.
He had been polishing this leg bone for several days, and the end was very sharp.
When he was done, he tied the leg bones tightly to a spear shaft made from a purple-blood tree with a bark rope. He also applied a sticky fish glue to prevent them from falling off.
After everything was done, a solid bone spear was made.
"Whoo-hoo!"
Jiang Xuan waved the newly made bone spear a few times and felt that it was very handy. A satisfied smile appeared on his face.
The bamboo spear is too light. I'm too strong and can't use it well. The bone spear is better.
Jiang Xuan had previously used a spear made of bamboo. As his strength increased several folds, the light bamboo spear was clearly no longer suitable for him.
That was why he had used the bighorn sheep's hard leg bones to sharpen a bone spear. It had taken a while, but it was worth it.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz…"
Just as Jiang Xuan finished making the bone spear and was about to go to the mountains to hunt, he suddenly heard the buzzing of insects flapping their wings.
This buzzing was not as loud as the giant dragonfly, but it was very dense. Clearly, there was more than one.
At this moment, Sweet Pine, who was working in the distance, shouted, "Giant mosquitoes. The Mosquito Tribe is here!"
This roar alarmed everyone in the Vine Tribe.
Those vagabonds had witnessed the brutality of the Mosquito Tribe. They screamed and ran towards the bamboo house, wanting to seek the protection of the Vine Tribe warriors.
Jiang Xuan, Chi Shao, Hook Vine, Stone Loach, and South Star immediately picked up their spears, short spears, and bows, preparing to fight the enemy.
When they went out, Chi Shao grabbed Jiang Xuan and said solemnly, "Xuan, if there are too many people coming later, run and hide at the foot of the stone mountain. I'll stall for time for you."
Jiang Xuan said anxiously, "Sister, what nonsense are you talking about? I'm the chief of the tribe!"
After saying that, Jiang Xuan broke free from Chi Shao and continued running.
However, Chi Shao held Jiang Xuan back and said, "Xuan, listen to me!"
Jiang Xuan's eyes were slightly red as he turned around and stared at Chi Shao.
Chi Shao looked into Jiang Xuan's eyes and said, "Listen to me. Our Vine Tribe is too small. There are only a few people. If the chief is gone, everything will be gone.
It doesn't matter if I die. As long as you're alive, the tribe will be too."
Chi Shao reached out and stroked Jiang Xuan's face. She said gently, "You're my only family. I definitely won't let anything happen to you, understand?"
Jiang Xuan's eyes instantly turned red. He nodded with difficulty and rushed out resolutely. Chi Shao followed closely behind and ran in front of him with all her might.