This Is My Primitive Tribe
Chapter 269 - 173 Long Time No See_2

Chapter 269: Chapter 173 Long Time No See_2

He thought for a moment and asked, "Is it okay to draw it anywhere?"

The Vine Tribe warrior replied, "Did you come from over there? How long have you been traveling?"

Huo Meng pointed to the northwest and said, "We came from over there. We don’t know the way, wandered around for a long time before we found this place."

The Vine Tribe warrior pointed to the upper left corner of the beast skin scroll and said, "Then draw it here. Don’t make it too big; other tribes will need to draw too."

Huo Meng nodded. Instead of using the beast hair brush, he directly used his finger to dip some green paint and then drew a moderately sized Frog Tribe totem pattern on the beast skin scroll.

"Can we go in now?"

"Yes, please enter!"

The Vine Tribe warriors stepped aside to let Huo Meng and the Frog Tribe warriors in.

Although Huo Meng’s face had six warrior patterns painted on it, the Vine Tribe warriors were only a bit tense, but not afraid.

Because this was the territory of the Vine Tribe, protected by the Divine Vine, even if a true Six-Color Warrior were to enter, they wouldn’t be able to cause trouble inside the vine wall.

However, to be on the safe side, as soon as Huo Meng and his group entered, a warrior immediately ran to report to Jiang Xuan.

"Frog Tribe? Six-Color Warriors?"

Jiang Xuan, who was hoeing in the yard, showed a face full of surprise upon hearing the news.

Could it be that the Frog Tribe from the Western Wilderness has really migrated here?

He felt a sense of disbelief, because the Frog Tribe was so far away from the Southern Wilderness.

He even suspected it might be another tribe with the same name.

However, the reporting warrior also mentioned "Six-Color Warriors."

In Jiang Xuan’s memory, only "Huo Meng" liked to pose as a Six-Color Warrior.

In other tribes, Jiang Xuan had never seen a real Six-Color Warrior.

"Let’s go take a look."

Jiang Xuan couldn’t bother with hoeing the land any further. If it truly was the Frog Tribe from the Western Wilderness that had come such a long way, they deserved a warm reception.

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Inside the Vine Tribe Trading Area.

Huo Meng led a dozen Frog Tribe warriors, walking on the smooth ground.

Upon entering, they first saw a gigantic Jackal God skull, which stunned them completely.

Then, they saw a row of neat, tall shops, with various goods inside and people coming and going to trade, once again feeling the impact.

"Chief, the houses of the Vine Tribe are so tall, so big, and look so sturdy!"

A Frog Tribe warrior exclaimed in admiration, and the other warriors nodded in agreement.

They had never seen such neat, tall, and sturdy houses as those of the Vine Tribe anywhere else.

Most tribes lived in low wooden or stone houses, which were not only unsteady but also leaked severely, being very cold in winter.

For the tribe people, the mud brick house, which appeared simple in Jiang Xuan’s eyes, was a luxurious home they never dared dream of.

Huo Meng nodded, resisting the urge to touch the walls, as they appeared extremely smooth.

The various goods in the shops also gave Huo Meng a strong psychological impact.

He had guessed the Vine Tribe was prosperous, but he did not expect it to be this strong.

Grains, salt, pottery, witch medicine, beast hide clothing, tools, and other items—other tribes barely had enough for themselves, yet the Vine Tribe could trade them.

Before the Western Wilderness’s climate worsened, the Frog Tribe occasionally traded with other tribes, but the items available for trade were scarce.

He had never seen goods as comprehensive as those of the Vine Tribe.

A resource-rich tribe must be incredibly strong; otherwise, they wouldn’t be able to protect these items.

At this moment, Huo Meng’s worries about the Vine Tribe’s strength vanished.

Instead, he now worried whether the Vine Tribe would accept the Frog Tribe as a subordinate tribe.

After all, the Frog Tribe was currently too weak, offering very limited benefits to the Vine Tribe.

As a leader, Huo Meng clearly understood that only by providing enough benefits to others would they value you.

If you couldn’t offer benefits to others and sought their help instead, it would all depend on their goodwill.

Huo Meng looked out across the broad area opposite the trading area.

There he saw fields lined up in a row and countless people working in them.

This farming scene was something Huo Meng had never seen in other tribes.

Some tribes did engage in farming, but their methods remained extremely primitive and the scale very small, often barely clearing the weeds.

However, the Vine Tribe was different. Because of Jiang Xuan’s presence, the Vine Tribe’s farming methods far surpassed those of any other tribe in this world.

As Huo Meng glanced around with conflicting feelings, a group of Vine Tribe warriors surrounded Jiang Xuan and walked over.

Jiang Xuan felt very happy when he saw Huo Meng.

"Chief Huo Meng, it’s really you!"

Jiang Xuan walked up to Huo Meng and gave him a bear hug.

"Chief Xuan, long time no see."

Huo Meng smiled a complicated smile because he realized Jiang Xuan’s strength had long surpassed him, becoming a formidable Four-Color Warrior.

Though he did not know that Jiang Xuan’s strength was very close to becoming a Five-Color Warrior; if he did, his inner feelings might be even more bitter.

"Hahaha, when I heard the tribe’s men reporting, I almost didn’t believe it. I couldn’t imagine I’d actually see you here."

Jiang Xuan was truly delighted, his face full of a genuine smile.

Because Huo Meng being here meant he endured so much suffering along the way, it was clear without even needing to ask.