Chapter 2 Primitive Tribe
Gollum... ho ho...

Gulu, ho ho...

what sound? ? ?
Yang Hua, who was walking towards the outside of the valley, turned around vigilantly. It was a pair of bright pupils, and they were primitive people with tall bodies.

Why do you recognize primitive people at a glance?
They covered their bodies with bark, branches and leaves, and animal skins.

"It seems to have traveled to the primitive era!" Yang Hua echoed this passage in his mind.

damn it!It's not good to travel to any place!Tang Dynasty Naruto Super God is fine even in a small movie!Why come to this primitive society with nothing!
Although he now has a golden finger of the system, he doesn't want to live with primitive people forever?Damn, I was cheated by the system!

"System, why is it the primitive era? I thought this was a different world?"

Yang Hua asked the system in his mind as if talking to himself.

"Master, time travel is random, and I don't know where the destination will be!"

"It's also good to travel to this primitive world. In this way, it will be easier for the master to become a civilized god! The master should seize this opportunity."

The system still had a cold voice ringing in his ears.

"Well, even if what you said is reasonable, but I will be surrounded immediately, if you don't rush to save me, it won't do you any good if I die."

"The master can pretend to be a god. It takes one energy point to make a lighter, and then pass it on to the master with a universal language, so that he can communicate with any primitive people without barriers."

As soon as the system finished speaking, a lighter appeared in Yang Hua's hand, and a universal language appeared in his mind.

Looking at the primitive people around him, Yang Hua picked up the lighter and stretched his hand in front of him to light a bunch of flames.

Gulu, ho ho...

Gulu, ho ho...

Ah, Qi Sa...

Hula ula...

In an instant, the number of primitive people, who couldn't see clearly in front of them, put down the stones in their hands, animal bones... wooden sticks... prostrated on the ground, like devout believers, worshiping gods.

Yang Hua murmured inexplicably: "My ancestor god in the early days came from time and space, holding the divine fire, and setting up the Suihuang!"

It happened that the sun was shining behind Yang Hua.The golden light was dazzling, making him look like a god descended into the world.

The point is, the little flame held by Yang Hua is more dazzling and sacred in the eyes of these primitive people in ancient times!
Praying... Ula...

The primitive man seemed to be inspired by hearing his voice, knelt down three times and kowtowed nine times, chanting notes he couldn't understand.

The notes are intricate, as strange as bells and drums vibrating.

"Huh? Universal voice is broken? The system is not lying to me again, is it?" Yang Hua thought subconsciously.

But soon he understood the language of these primitive people.

"Qi Sa, Ula...the Ancestral God..." A primitive man wearing bird feathers stood up and walked towards Yang Hua, muttering words he could understand.

It's just that the pronunciation is too frustrating, and it still reverberates like a drum.

Ancestor God, God Fire! !

Ancestor God, God Fire! !

The rest of the primitive people followed suit, stood up, continued to kneel down, and finally fell to the ground motionless.

The flame in his hand was still beating.

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Yang Hua had a sacred status in the tribe in ancient times.

The tribe lived in the Stone Age and lived in caves.

The primitive humans of the tribe are tall, strong and powerful. A child of the tribe can carry a huge beast.And walk like flying.

Under the leadership of the tribal shaman, Yang Hua visited the caves where the tribal humans lived.

In the caves where tribal humans live, generally there are more than a dozen human races living in each cave, which belongs to mixed living.

Gollum, Ulla...

A strange note came from the mouth of the shaman.

But at this time, Yang Hua had already learned the language of the human race in ancient times.

Humans have their own language.Vocabulary is very simple.

Yang Hua looked towards the direction pointed by the shaman, and there was a red glow, which seemed to be burning like a red glow: "God fire!?"

"The god is angry! The fire of the sky!" said the priest, with a look of fear in his eyes.

God is angry?
Skyfire?

In Yang Hua's mind, the legendary flame produced by the lightning hitting the big tree appeared in Yang Hua's mind. It is estimated that these people regarded the thunder as God's anger, and the flame produced by the lightning hitting the tree as the sky fire.

After a while, the whole tribe began to slaughter the beasts and set up sacrifices.

What happened made Yang Hua dumbfounded. He was recommended by the primitive people to sit on the altar, and then the primitive people sacrificed the whole beast corpses to him.

The primitive human tribe, until now Yang Hua doesn't know the clan name of the tribe, he wants to ask the priest, but he is a little hungry now, let's fill his stomach first.

But looking at the slaughtered beast corpses sacrificed to him by the primitive human race, Yang Hua, who was really hungry, felt that he couldn't swallow.

And the primitive human race distributed the food, they gnawed on the bloody pieces of meat, and they ate deliciously bite by bite.

There are actually not many pieces of meat that the human race can get.

In addition, most of the corpses of ferocious beasts were sacrificed to him, and some old, weak, sick and disabled humans could only gnaw their bones and lick the flesh on them.

And those who eat large pieces of meat are all young and strong in the tribe, who have the ability to hunt and hunt.

The tribe seems to pay great attention to the cultivation of children.Children can eat a small piece of meat.

Yang Hua got up, brought a wooden stick, and cut the meat with stones, skewered the meat, and ate the skewers.

no fire? !

Yang Hua said that this is not a problem!

I have a lighter on my body, and the mere barbecue is not worth mentioning.

However, after the primitive human race saw his actions, they all paid attention to him, staring at him...

A flash of inspiration flashed in Yang Hua's mind: "Drilling wood to make fire! How could I forget about drilling wood to make fire! If I teach them how to make fire by drilling wood, I should gain a lot of energy points."

Thinking of drilling wood to make fire and a lot of energy points, Yang Hua started to pick up branches around, and a young man from a primitive tribe came over cleverly and brought him a lot of branches.

Under the attention of the primitive people, he began to sharpen the branches with sharp stone tools, and then used sharp stone tools to drill a hole in Miqiu's trunk. Put your hands together and rub them vigorously...

His hands were numb from rubbing, but Yang Hua didn't make sparks from rubbing.

Rubbing back and forth, Yang Hua felt that in the process of rubbing, the palms of his hands became heavier and heavier, and the palms that could be rubbed with a wooden stick were heavy, he felt a little weird!
After rubbing, he couldn't help but want to take out the lighter and light it directly, but thinking that a lot of energy points were beckoning to him, he endured it and continued to rub the wooden stick in his hand.

(End of this chapter)

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