This Is My Primitive Tribe
Chapter 234 - 155 Migration Wave_2

Chapter 234: Chapter 155 Migration Wave_2

"Yes!"

Nan Xing nodded solemnly, feeling the heavy pressure, but he didn’t say much more.

Jiang Xuan then said to Chi Shao, "Witch, I’m sending two people over to help you. During this time, you’ll have to make more healing medicine. If we end up fighting with other tribes, there will be many injuries."

"Leave it to me."

Chi Shao’s expression was much more composed than the others’.

"Increase ten people on Elder Hei Shi’s side to produce more weapons."

"Add ten more people to the clothing workshop to quickly produce more garments and beast hide backpacks."

"Assign one third of the workforce from the breeding and planting teams to the opposite bank of the Feiyu River to develop planting and breeding. With Feiyu River as a natural barrier, that side will be much safer in the future."

"The fishing team is responsible for building more wooden boats and bamboo rafts. In case of an emergency, ensure that everyone in the tribe can quickly cross the river."

...

Under Jiang Xuan’s series of commands, the entire Vine Tribe accelerated its operations, and everyone felt a sense of urgency.

After everyone left, only Jiang Xuan and Chi Shao remained in the room.

Chi Shao had intentionally stayed behind because she knew how much pressure Jiang Xuan was under.

This kind of pressure, in other tribes, should have been borne by the witch.

But in the Vine Tribe, Jiang Xuan was the one with the highest authority, and everyone respected him.

Chi Shao walked to Jiang Xuan’s side, patted him on the back, and said, "Xuan, don’t worry too much. The Vine God will protect the tribe and keep it safe."

Jiang Xuan looked up, smiled at Chi Shao, but did not speak.

The Vine God was indeed powerful, but who could guarantee that there wouldn’t be a more powerful entity emerging in this wave of migrations?

When that time comes, how will the Vine Tribe protect itself?

Chi Shao seemed to understand Jiang Xuan’s concerns, but as a witch, she couldn’t say that the Vine God might not be able to protect the tribe.

She could only sit with Jiang Xuan for a while, hoping that her silent companionship might ease his tension a bit.

After a while, Jiang Xuan stood up, his eyes becoming resolute again.

He had thought it through: since he couldn’t decide what the future held, he would do his best to fulfill his duties and meet future challenges in the best possible state.

Winning would be great, but even losing, he would have no regrets.

"Sister, I should get to work now, thank you."

"No need to thank me, brother. Just tell me if you need anything in the future."

"Alright."

Jiang Xuan got up and left the bamboo house with Chi Shao.

Chi Shao needed to go back to make more medicine, while Jiang Xuan had to allocate personnel and supervise the implementation of those orders.

...

South of the Western Wilderness, beside a mountain stream.

"Ribbit..."

A giant frog leaped into the water with a splash, happily swam a distance, then returned to the shore.

This mountain stream was relatively shallow, and the water was very clear, showing the bottom at a glance.

"Thud!"

Huo Meng used his long spear as a fishing fork, accurately spearing a large fish in the water, then quickly tossed it onto the bank.

The warriors of the Frog Tribe, many like Huo Meng, speared fish in the stream, while others gathered various edible wild vegetables nearby.

It had been more than a year since the Frog Tribe started their migration journey. During this year, they encountered countless dangers and had narrowly escaped extinction several times.

Fortunately, the Frog Tribe persevered and were getting closer and closer to the Southern Wilderness.

Of course, this did not come without a cost.

The Frog Tribe’s population had dwindled from over five hundred to less than two hundred, with more than half lost.

The giant frogs accompanying them had also been reduced to just over fifty.

Fortunately, the Frog Tribe’s leader, Huo Meng, and the tribe’s witch were still alive.

As long as they remained, the Frog Tribe could stay united.

Otherwise, without a totem god, witch, or leader, the Frog Tribe people would have already scattered.

Every time the Frog Tribe paused during their migration, they chose a place with water.

Not only did the tribe members need water, but the giant frogs also needed to soak their bodies, absorbing moisture through their special skin.

"Thwack!"

Huo Meng killed the speared fish by slamming it down, then cleaned and skewered it on a wooden stick to roast.

The migration road was too arduous; they had no pottery left to cook food, so any food had to be eaten raw or roasted.

The Frog Tribe witch sat beside the newly lit campfire.

The journey had made him appear older, but his spirit was still reasonably high.

He had proposed multiple times during the migration for Huo Meng to settle down in a good place instead of continuing the long journey, but Huo Meng insisted on heading to the Southern Wilderness.

By now, the Frog Tribe witch had abandoned the idea of settling in the Western Wilderness because he knew Huo Meng’s goal was always the Southern Wilderness and that he would not change his mind.

Watching Huo Meng place the fish beside the fire, the witch asked him, "Chief, are we close to the Southern Wilderness yet?"

"Almost there. We’re nearing the Southern Wilderness, just a little further."

Huo Meng had recently caught another wanderer, and through questioning, learned that they were not far from the Southern Wilderness, though exactly how long it would take to reach, no one knew.

Meanwhile, he noticed that there was another migrating tribe nearby also heading toward the Southern Wilderness.

This gave Huo Meng great confidence because this tribe surely hadn’t traveled as far as the Frog Tribe. They should know where the Southern Wilderness was.