Chapter 10：

Chapter 10

All migration is a very serious and serious matter, often planning for a long time.

For the Spark Tribe, it only takes more than an hour to get ready.

They have always been ready to relocate at any time, and they have very few things, so they can set off a little.

Now with rattan baskets, everything can be taken.

Since Yang Yi taught the people of the Starfire Tribe how to make rattan baskets, in just two days, the wounded, elderly and children who have not been able to exercise vigorously have made a lot of rattan baskets to ensure that everyone has at least one.

These two days, the harvesting team and harvesting team had a big harvest. Meat and fruits can be put into the basket. A single wood can pick up the two big baskets, which is very convenient to transport away.

The temporary shed that was set up before was lifted away with the shelf. When you get to the new territory, you can continue using the pile.

More than a hundred people set off at dawn, and came to the new territory.

Everyone cheered when they saw the circled area and the well in the middle.

"This is our territory! We are no longer homeless!"

"Heaven will never abandon us!"

"Starfire Tribe, Starfire Tribe!"

Entering the new territory, according to the custom here, must have a formal and serious ceremony to pray for the future of the tribe.

Yang Yi did not understand these, and respected the customs of these people, and handed it all to Jiao.

Jiao is now a tribe priest. Many trivia in the tribe are handed to her. Yang Yi is only responsible for the general direction of the tribe.

She is very prestigious in the Spark tribe, she knows a lot about her age, and knows everyone's situation. It is most appropriate to give her many things.

The chief is not settled. The chief is a representative of tribal force and must be the most powerful fighter.

Rock felt that he was not qualified as a second-level fighter, and Jing felt that his disability was inappropriate, so he put the matter down first.

Therefore, Rock continued to serve as the captain of the hunting team, and Jing was responsible for the other things of the chief. The two cooperated in an orderly way.

Yang Yi is a **** ambassador, surpassing the chief and priest.

Jiao commanded two soldiers and two ordinary people, and built a simple sacrificial platform by the well.

According to the custom of the Blackrock tribe, this sacred thing will not let ordinary people intervene, and ordinary people are not qualified to approach God.

Yang Yi abolished this practice full of discrimination. In his opinion, the soldiers are really powerful, but the strength of ordinary people should not be underestimated. The four bristle pigs can prove everything yesterday.

Moreover, hunting is not everything. In the future, there are still many jobs that ordinary people need to complete. It is an important part of the tribe and should have equal power.

The Spark tribe people have no objection to this, they are all victims of this discrimination system.

Even soldiers with special powers said nothing, because they also included soldiers who were injured and could not fight ever since.

No one can guarantee that he will not be injured when hunting, the scars on his body are the glory of the soldier. But serious injuries can make you abandoned.

No one wants to be abandoned, and after so many things, he starts to plan for himself. Not to mention that ordinary people also have their friends and relatives.

They are Spark tribes, whether ordinary people or warriors, are the weak flames that can be slain.

The bristle pig head, the horns of the bighorn cow, and some fruits were placed on the altar, and a bonfire was set up beside the altar.

Jiao stood on the altar, without the usual gentleness, but with a sense of solemnity.

"Jing, come on, ignite our flame with your magic fire!"

Jing, who had cleaned himself, walked forward with a serious face, kneeled before the altar and the woodpile, stretched out his unbroken hand, and hit a ring finger on the woodpile.

Fire, wrapped his fist in an instant!

With a wave of his hand, the fire on his fist turned into a woodpile and ignited quickly.

Yang Yi's eyes sparkled. Although he knew before that the soldiers here were not only stronger and more powerful than ordinary people, some soldiers could also possess natural divine power, but they were still shocked to see it.

This is amazing!

Divine power cannot be used indiscriminately, it will consume warriors. It will only be used when the tribe is in crisis and hunting. Yang Yi also saw it for the first time.

After the soldiers wake up, their physical fitness will be greatly improved, and their speed, strength, sensitivity, etc. will be better than ordinary people.

Not only that, the fighters themselves have different abilities, and they can gradually increase their strength.

People here are roughly graded according to ability.

The first-level fighters are initially awakened and will be stronger than ordinary people in terms of physical fitness.

The second-level fighters have begun to differentiate. Some are more manpower, some are faster, and so on. For example, velvet is a type that strengthens the strength of both hands.

A warrior who can awaken the power of nature needs to become a third-level warrior.

Jing is currently the only third-level warrior in the Spark tribe, and the only one with natural divine power.

And it still has an awesome and admirable fire, which is extremely important for any tribe.

The flame of each tribe cannot be extinguished, it symbolizes the vitality of a tribe.

Jing was a very powerful warrior before he was injured, and the Black Hunt would leave him behind. No one expected that such a person would be abandoned by the chief and priest.

In Yang Yi's opinion, it was really cheap for him.

The flame was lit, and Jiao danced the most primitive dance around the altar, whispering in his mouth.

Slow dance movements are not beautiful, they are also very simple, singing is not beautiful, but they can pass through the soul.

Even outsiders like Yang Yi felt her piety, everyone else was listening quietly, and even the children who needed to be held became very quiet at this time.

Yang Yi felt that they were not in awe of the gods, but rather that they were in awe of nature.

After Jiao made a lap, some people stepped forward to dance together, and finally everyone joined in, including Yang Yi.

Through this extraordinary dance, Yang Yi once again deeply felt that he had come to another world, and since then he has lived a very different life than before.

The dance didn't last long, it was just a sacrifice, telling the gods they were here.

The real celebration is to be held in the evening, and now it is time to set up camp.

According to Yang Yi's plan, the house was to be built around a water well, and the house was surrounded by farmland.

There are not many people today, and time is relatively short. They first build temporary shelters. Settle down before you start thinking about how to improve.

The former Blackrock tribe lived in caves. They did not have the habit of building houses and did not know how to build them. They only set up simple low sheds.

Yang Yi taught everyone to build herringbone thatched roof cottages. They had cut a lot of trees before, and now they have been transported. The nearby areas are high and tough grasses that can be collected on site.

As a survival show and game enthusiast, Yang Yi has a wealth of knowledge in building thatched houses. He watched a lot of original life videos of Australian and Vietnamese brothers.

It's not enough to be hands-on. It's easy to be a commander.

In particular, these people are very smart. Yang Yi probably explained a bit and understood what was going on.

With the exception of the first house, which was inexperienced, it was built a little worse. The houses in the back are getting better and better.

The strong people are responsible for building the frame, the weaker ones are mowing the grass, and the weaker ones are lined up with straw, and the division of labor is clear.

Although thatched cottages are a little cold-proof, they now have quilts and they will not be frozen, which is not much worse than the cold and humid caves of the past.

At the same time, the prototypes of several thatched houses were completed in a little bit.

At the current rate, in a few days, they can all live in thatched houses that can shelter from the wind and rain.

"There is no Black Forest security around here, we still have to find a way to quickly get the fences and traps in place."

Yang Yi was still more worried. The place was too empty and close to the wasteland. A group of them might be caught by the beast.

Tall city walls can't be built at present, but a wall of wood and thorns can be built, plus traps and sentry towers, at least not easily attacked by beasts in their sleep.

"I looked around a while ago. There are no traces of large animals and fauna on the grass ash. It is still safe," Jiao said.

They chose this place because, during the survey, no feces of large beasts were found, and there were not many small animals.

Yang Yi nodded his head, trusting their judgment, this group of people can reach here safely and understand the world better than him.

"Then we have time to dig out the clay buried under the loam to make pottery and houses."

The land here is very fertile black loam, suitable for growing a variety of crops.

However, when you dig deeper, you will see yellow clay. Yang Yi found them at a depth of about four or five meters when the well was dug.

This also makes Yang Yi more sure that this is a suitable place to live. With clay, you can have a strong house.

And while digging clay, a large pond can be dug for water storage and fish farming.

Yang Yi was anxious to make pottery, but they had too few containers, so they had to wait in line for a meal.

Jiao Jingyan: "God, you will make pots ?!"

Yang Yi looked shocked at her, and was puzzled: "Aren't you?"

There are earthenware pots in the tribe. Although there are not many and they are basically missing corners, Yang Yi always thought that they would make pottery.

It was just that the fragile pots were damaged due to migration, and there was no time to make them, which caused them to be too rare.

After all, on earth, humans have made clay pots long ago.

"It was all exchanged with the caravans of the East Mainland, and plundered." Jiao Di concealed his excitement. "If we can make pottery, we can exchange a lot of things with other tribes!"

"It's not difficult to make clay pots."

The clay pots owned by the Spark tribe are not strong enough, and the craftsmanship is relatively backward.

It was difficult for Yang Yi to make pottery pots that were as strong as later generations. It was not a problem to make something similar to this level, and the success rate would be lower at most.

Seeing the construction of the house, Yang Yi no longer needed him to help him, so he took the coke to make clay pots.

Mao had been following Yang Yi, and he heard what Yang Yi was going to do from a distance. He let go of the weed in his hand and leaped to Yang Yi's side.

Someone saw Mao running away and asked, "Where are you going, Mao?"

Mao excitedly exclaimed, "God is making clay pots!" 2k novel reading network