I am a Primitive Man Chapter 940: The Female Primitive Who Wants to Farm

Through gestures and body language, the elder female primitive strove to communicate her message to the hunched primitive man, her movements and expressions intense as she tried to ensure he understood.

Her simple instruction was that the enigmatic Green Sparrow Tribe had decreed that after encountering the hunched primitive man and his entourage, they were to be escorted to her own tribe first.

Subsequently, her people were to dispatch envoys to the mysterious tribe, bearing tidings of the hunched primitive man and his companions' arrival.

Following this, members of the Green Sparrow Tribe would then accompany these messengers back to her tribe's settlement.

Crucially, they were forbidden from leading the group directly to the Green Sparrow Tribe's main encampment, nor were they to divulge its location.

Any violation of this directive would result in the termination of all future trade relations with the Green Sparrow Tribe.

Having established a relationship built on complete trust over time, the elder female primitive adhered strictly to the Green Sparrow Tribe's directives.

The Green Sparrow Tribe had specifically warned that any information leak would cease all further exchanges, a point they had emphasized.

The preceding days had vividly demonstrated the advantages of their middleman role; abandoning this lucrative position was unthinkable.

Hopes were high that this arrangement would allow them to secure more provisions and elevate their tribe's standard of living.

This directive originated directly from Han Cheng, its objective being the safeguarding of their tribe's location, particularly from this unfamiliar group.

Their apprehension towards this unknown tribe stemmed from uncertainty regarding their capabilities and the current modest population size of Jinguan City.

While their internal defenses, including reinforced walls, formidable long spears, and large shields, offered protection against standard assaults, this security was contingent on avoiding overwhelming numbers, especially those from a more advanced civilization.

Han Cheng mused that if Jinguan City and the main Green Sparrow Tribe were to exchange positions, and the Green Sparrow Tribe found themselves in this situation, his need for such caution would diminish significantly.

However, recognizing this scenario was unlikely in the foreseeable future, maintaining a vigilant stance was the most prudent course of action.

After all, this was not a realm where one could respawn; mortality here was absolute.

Exercising caution was an imperative duty, both for the survival of the tribe and for the preservation of one's own life.

Due to the inherent complexities, communication barriers, and the linguistic divide between the elder female primitive and the hunched primitive man, considerable effort and time were expended before comprehension was finally achieved.

Although the hunched primitive man was eager to proceed to the mysterious tribe without further delay, the elder female primitive's clear articulation left him no alternative but to acquiesce.

“@￥￥4#…”

Following their exchange, the hunched primitive man conveyed his hope to the elder female that their journey to the Green Sparrow Tribe could commence at an earlier time.

The elder female primitive readily agreed, as her people were equally keen to deliver the message promptly.

Indeed, the Green Sparrow Tribe had been making frequent inquiries about the hunched primitive man and his contingent.

With more than half of their food reserves, the elder female departed towards the remote and enigmatic Green Sparrow Tribe.

A portion of this sustenance was allocated for sustenance during their travels, while the remainder was intended for bartering with the Green Sparrow Tribe in exchange for refined pottery and sought-after salt.

Prior to their departure, the hunched primitive man and his group were positioned facing the entrance of her tribe's cave and subsequently had their vision obscured by animal hides.

Only after ensuring the travelers could no longer perceive their surroundings did the tribal leader remove the hides, revealing the path forward.

It was evident that this rather artful tactic originated from the member of the Green Sparrow Tribe who possessed knowledge of time travel, a subtle but indicative influence…

Concurrently, within Jinguan City, the vital task of rice transplantation persisted. Through the unceasing efforts of Han Cheng and his companions, verdant, albeit sparse, shoots began to emerge across designated paddy fields.

Despite their thinness and somewhat unusual hue, these sprouts represented a marked improvement over the barren landscape.

“@344￥%!”

A distant, unintelligible cry pierced the air. Han Cheng instinctively straightened, his gaze shifting towards the direction from which the elder female typically appeared.

This time, the horizon was no longer vacant. Figures materialized, bearing loads upon their shoulders.

Han Cheng's realization was immediate—these were the returning party, led by the elder female primitive.

He suppressed his burgeoning excitement, planted a few more seedlings for good measure, and then proceeded to advance and greet them only after they had drawn nearer, directing a few individuals along the way to cleanse themselves of mud.

The elder female primitive experienced a surge of delight; news from the tribe had finally been procured.

However, upon reaching the water's edge, they abruptly halted, their astonishment escalating as they beheld the transformation of the landscape.

Disbelief washed over them as they processed the sight before their eyes!

The previously overgrown and chaotic weeds had vanished, replaced by water fields now flourishing with flora capable of bearing delectable, small fruits!

The elder female primitive, along with her companions, craned their necks, scanning the expanse from the immediate vicinity to the farthest reaches.

Everywhere their gazes fell, the strange grass had proliferated!

They avowed that in all their lives, they had never witnessed such an abundant concentration of this particular type of grass.

The prospect of harvesting such a bountiful yield of delicious fruit at once filled them with immense anticipation.

The previous astonishing accomplishments of the enigmatic Green Sparrow Tribe were all building towards this singular moment!

But how had they managed to cultivate this aquatic vegetation?

The elder female primitive stood frozen, overwhelmed by collective astonishment and unable to grasp the reality before her.

They came to understand the reason they could not simply visit the mysterious Green Sparrow Tribe directly: each of their attempts was met with the tribe achieving another remarkable feat.

And each subsequent achievement dwarfed the one before it.

Just when one believed they had witnessed the pinnacle of their abilities, the tribe would effortlessly surpass expectations.

Han Cheng and his retinue drew closer. The elder woman remained in a state of shock, her gaze fixed upon the expansive, interconnected paddies filled with newly planted seedlings, hardly reacting.

Mao and the rest of Han Cheng’s followers proceeded with a renewed sense of pride, their steps confident as they observed outsiders marveling at their tribe's accomplishments.

“Welcome, welcome!”

Mao's greeting was delivered with evident cheer.

Many within the elder female primitive's group were jolted by the sound, a few nearly toppling into the waterlogged fields.

“Welcome, welcome!”

Regaining their composure, they echoed the phrase in their rudimentary Mandarin, mimicking words they did not fully comprehend.

“Welcome, welcome!”

…and the others joined in, their repetition sounding like a synchronized, mechanical chorus.

Han Cheng, though accustomed to such displays, still found the scene somewhat peculiar.

Having grasped the elder woman’s evident excitement, Mao, under Han Cheng’s subtle direction, reiterated the proposal: if they were to join the Green Sparrow Tribe, their current aspirations would transform from mere dreams into tangible realities.

The elder female had anticipated this offer, yet she found herself compelled to speak.

As Mao relayed the message, her heart experienced another surge of anticipation.

She cast a glance at the verdant paddies, recollected the finely crafted pottery and the precious salt, and observed the dark-skinned Mao; she nearly accepted on the spot but managed to restrain herself at the crucial moment.

However, her mind was already working on other possibilities.

While she lacked knowledge of pottery or salt production, she harbored innovative ideas for making these water-grown, fruit-bearing grasses flourish.

By synthesizing her observations from daily life with what she had witnessed among the enigmatic Green Sparrow Tribe, she believed she could conduct experiments upon her return—perhaps not achieving the same level of perfection, but certainly making progress.

Han Cheng was not taken aback by her reserved response.

He swiftly shifted the focus of the conversation, instructing Mao to inquire if any news had arrived concerning the unknown tribe.

The elder female, her thoughts still occupied by the innovative rice cultivation, quickly set aside her contemplation of the seedlings, her companions equally enthralled by the topic.

Witnessing their animated reactions, Han Cheng's spirits soared, his eyes alight with eager expectation for favorable intelligence.

“Ha ha…”

Through Mao’s ongoing dialogue with the elder females, Han Cheng received confirmation that the enigmatic tribe had indeed made their appearance, arriving at the elder’s settlement as prearranged, and intending to engage in trade, bringing with them sizable livestock, just as before.

Upon hearing this, Han Cheng could not suppress a hearty laugh.

He was eager to depart immediately to inspect the large livestock and subsequently devise a strategy for integrating them into their own tribe's resources.

Mao, along with the Second Senior Brother and the others, shared in this excitement—they too ardently desired the tribe's swift acquisition of large farm animals.

Previously, under the guidance of the Divine Child, they had managed fieldwork utilizing two deer, which proved adequately efficient. Subsequently, they received donkeys from the half-farming tribe, further accelerating their plowing efforts, a development that had initially brought widespread satisfaction.

However, with the expansion of arable land and an increase in the duration of plowing sessions, the donkeys now felt considerably slower.

A growing anticipation began to build for the larger livestock that the Divine Child had spoken of—specifically, cattle and horses, animals capable of being ridden, assisting in plowing, and transporting goods via carts.

This sentiment was a clear manifestation of human ambition and dissatisfaction with the status quo.

For those engaged in the arduous labor on the waterlogged fields of Jinguan City, the prospect of employing more robust animals like oxen and horses was particularly appealing.

The soil composition in this region was demonstrably heavier than that found in the main tribal settlement or the Copper Mountain outpost.

Even after evacuating as much water as possible, adhering strictly to Han Cheng’s instructions, the plowing process remained exceptionally labor-intensive.

At times, the donkeys had even become immobilized within the muddy fields, their legs visibly trembling under the immense strain of the work.

“Divine Child, let us journey to their settlement now and observe both the people and the livestock!”

The Second Senior Brother exclaimed, his impatience mirrored by Mao and the others.

Han Cheng, however, signaled for a halt.

“Let us delay our departure for a few more days—about four or five—before we set out to meet them,” he instructed.

This decision came as a surprise to the Second Senior Brother and the rest; they were well aware of Han Cheng’s fervent eagerness to behold the new livestock. Given that news of the tribe and their animals had finally arrived, they questioned why he was not rushing to meet them.