Chapter 12 The Food Crisis

Han Cheng has one more job now, which is to expose the charred shells on his body little by little when he is fine.

This has a kind of unexpected coolness, which is more intoxicating than tearing the skin of the feet down after soaking in the light...

The skin exposed from the scorched shell just now is pink, but it won't take long before it will gradually become normal.

More than half of the scorched crust on Han Cheng's face has been removed, but he has not removed the scorched crust on his eyebrows and above them.

He worried that after exposing these things, the gap between himself and the people in the tribe would be highlighted, and he would be ostracized.

After two or three days of ideological struggle, Han Cheng finally put his hand on the face.

Because this is a problem that needs to be faced sooner or later, instead of being so hesitant, it is better to tear it apart earlier.

And judging from the reaction of the people in the tribe to his existence, even if they really found out that their appearance was different from them, they shouldn't react too violently.

The burnt shell was peeled off bit by bit, but Han Cheng couldn't help but raise his heart.

Wu Wu who was next to him saw Han Cheng's actions and was a little curious.

He got up from his fur and walked to Han Cheng who was sitting aside and had already peeled off all the burnt shells on his face.

When he saw Han Cheng for the first time, he showed surprise.

Han Cheng's heart tightened, and sure enough, the difference in appearance was still discovered.

He looked at Wu nervously, waiting for Wu's next plan.

In this tribe, the witch's status is higher than that of the elder brother who is the leader.

"You look good."

Wu stared at Han Cheng for a while, a smile appeared on his face, and he said a word of admiration.

He still speaks the language of their tribe, but now, Han Cheng can understand him.

Seeing Wu's reaction like this, Han Cheng Weixuan's heart was completely relieved, he also laughed, and said in the words of the tribe: "Wu, it looks good."

Well, Han Cheng is not dumb now. When he got better day by day, and later pulled out a long strand of dead skin from his throat with his hands, he was able to speak.

After hearing Han Cheng's words, the smile on Wu's face became wider. He stretched out his hand and patted Han Cheng's head dotingly, and then called the senior brother to let him see the brand-new Han Cheng together.

The eldest brother's attitude towards Han Cheng is very good. Although he feels a little strange that such a big thing has only become such a villain, he can accept Han Cheng's existence.

On the one hand, this is because he witnessed the miraculous scene when Han Cheng descended, and on the other hand, he was influenced by the witch who took good care of Han Cheng.

Especially after Han Cheng peeled off the scorched shell underneath, revealing the little sparrow who had returned to the pre-liberation overnight, the elder brother became more willing to accept Han Cheng.

After all, at this time, in comparison, a man has a greater effect on the tribe than a woman.

Not only in hunting, but also in foreign conflicts.

Of course, because the work they do is too dangerous, men are more likely to be injured than women.

This is also the main reason why among the tribes, including witches and lame male primitives, there are only eleven adult males, while there are as many as twenty-eight adult females.

Seeing Han Cheng's face suddenly, the elder brother was astonished like a witch. He looked at Han Cheng carefully for a while, and then said the same thing as Wu: "You look good."

Han Cheng really wanted to say that you are more beautiful, big brother, but the language of the tribe is not rich, there are only common expressions, and it is impossible to have the word big brother, so he had to follow suit: "You, good-looking."

Because of Han Cheng's transformation, the joy of having one and a half more males in the tribe did not last long.

Because there is a food crisis in the tribe!

The consequences of being bullied by others for the forests that have been picked all the year round are finally reflected in the severe winter.

After the forest was occupied, although the elder brother led everyone to save food desperately, more than half of the daily income was lost, and the tribe was still in a crisis of food shortage.

Since the day before yesterday, the eldest brother has started to reduce the food supply every day, but it has not had much effect at all.

Because some of the meat that was originally stored has been completely eaten up by now.

There is no such thing as meat to block hunger, and fruit alone is really not enough.

Moreover, there are not many fruits left. Based on this situation, they can only eat for another five or six days at most, and the tribe will be completely out of food.

In addition, due to the cold weather and long storage time, some fruits have begun to go bad, which makes the already severe situation even worse.

The atmosphere in the cave, from the leisurely and lazy at the beginning, gradually became tense and restless.

The others are better, and the most anxious are the leaders of the two tribes, Wu and Senior Brother.

Compared with ordinary people in the tribe, they enjoy some privileges, but they also bear greater responsibilities.

Wu and the elder brother discussed some things inside the cave, which was about how to solve the tribal problem.

In fact, at this time, there is no good way, nothing more than increasing revenue and reducing expenditure.

The result of the discussion between the two is to reduce the food supply of the two old men, the lame male primitive man, and half of the women who do not need to work in the tribe, and try to save some food.

The eldest brother, on the other hand, took people out to hunt in the severe cold, trying to find some food for the tribe.

Going out to hunt in winter is extremely risky. Not to mention that the beasts at this time are either hibernating or becoming more ferocious due to hunger, the ubiquitous severe cold and the snow that has never melted are difficult for primitive people with few clothes. A deadly weapon.

If possible, no one would like to leave the warm cave and walk into this boundless cold air.

But there is no way, if everyone stays in this warm cave and refuses to go out to fight hard, the whole tribe will be greeted by a catastrophe.

It was also at this time that Han Chengcai suddenly realized that his previous thinking was wrong, the primitive era was actually more cruel than the later generations.

The people here really can radiate happiness from the bottom of their hearts as long as they have three meals a day, but this simple three meals a day is what they try their best and even cost their lives.

People, it is not easy to live well in any era.

Listening to the conversation between the old patriarch and the elder brother Han CD, he was a little puzzled, there was a small river not too far from the cave, and there were so many fish in the river, why did he go hunting all over the world?

Going to the river to catch fish is more reliable and safer than hunting, right?

After he raised his question, the senior brother looked at him and shook his head, "The fish is gone."

"Gone?"

Han Cheng was full of puzzlement, how could so many fish just disappear?

Is it possible that these fish are also migratory fish, and they will migrate to other places for the winter?

Han Cheng didn't know much about the matter here, seeing what the elder brother said, Wu didn't object, so he stopped talking.