This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 244 - 159 New Changes in the Vine Tribe_2

Generally, as Warriors age, their strength diminishes.

Take the Black Stone Elder for example, who was once a powerful Warrior, but now can’t even defeat a formidable One-Color Warrior. Fortunately, besides being a Warrior, he is also a skilled Stone Artifact Master who relies on his expertise to live worry-free.

Witches are different from Warriors.

Apart from those with extraordinary talent, most tribal Witches grow stronger as they age.

The Old Witch is the same; his strength is unfathomable. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be able to ride a giant eagle across the continent unscathed.

Jiang Xuan instructed the Tribal Warriors to escort all these captives into the forest, but they did not immediately untie the ropes on them.

"From now on, you are no longer members of the Giant Lizard Tribe; you are captives of our Vine Tribe."

"This forest will be your home from now on; you must build houses here, clear land, and strive to have shelter and food."

"The Vine Tribe is tolerant; as long as you are willing to let go of hatred, believe in our Vine God, and work wholeheartedly for the Vine Tribe, you can join the Vine Tribe and become its members."

"If anyone tries to escape, cause trouble, or does anything detrimental to the Vine Tribe’s interests, the only fate awaiting you is death!"

At this point, Jiang Xuan swept his sharp gaze over the crowd of captives. They all lowered their heads, not daring to meet his eyes.

"Now, your ropes will be untied, and you need to quickly build houses to protect yourselves from the wind and rain."

"I’ll reiterate once more: your house construction is for your protection from the elements, so don’t try any tricks, or you’ll end up getting soaked."

"Also, the Vine Tribe is surrounded by Vine Walls, and the Vine God watches from Stone Mountain, so don’t attempt to escape, or you’ll surely die!"

After finishing his speech, Jiang Xuan signaled the Vine Tribe Warriors beside him to untie their ropes.

Gou Teng and Shi Qiu immediately began their tasks.

While they untied the ropes, they kept a vigilant eye on the captives, fearing that once freed, they might suddenly attack.

Soon, the ropes on dozens of captives were untied first.

Most captives remained honest, but with over 1,500 captives, there were bound to be some defiant or unwilling to accept captivity.

Two captives, once freed from their ropes, initially behaved obediently, but then suddenly sprinted towards the forest.

The Vine Tribe Warriors were about to pursue them, but Jiang Xuan stopped them.

"Don’t chase them, let them run!"

The Warriors exchanged puzzled glances but halted their steps.

Soon, the two captives broke away from the crowd and ran into the forest.

However, moments later, two panicked screams rang out from that direction, followed shortly by cries of agony.

It turned out that the forest was filled with Cage Vine, and those two fleeing captives stepped on it and were immediately trapped.

The captives remaining there didn’t know what had happened in that direction, but upon hearing the screams of the escapees, they imagined countless terrifying scenarios, feeling immensely fearful inside.

Jiang Xuan stated expressionlessly, "I told you, escape means death. Don’t take my words lightly."

"Continue untying the ropes!"

Under Jiang Xuan’s command, the Vine Tribe Warriors resumed untying the captives’ ropes.

During this period, another six stubborn captives tried to escape in various directions, but they all met a fatal end.

This forest is not only filled with all kinds of magical plants but also has numerous traps set by the Vine Tribe for defense.

Even if these captives manage to avoid the magical plants, it’s difficult not to step into a trap.

Even if they were lucky enough to evade the magical plants and traps, the Vine Walls’ blockade ensures they can’t escape, eventually leading to their deaths.

Eight perished, and the remaining captives mostly behaved honestly, not daring to run recklessly.

Even those who were still restless did not dare to escape immediately; instead, they planned to understand the situation first before finding a way to escape.

"Give them the tools and start building houses."

At Jiang Xuan’s command, the Vine Tribe Warriors distributed some of the confiscated Stone Axes, Stone Knives, and other tools for the captives to start constructing houses.

"Kill you!"

One captive, after receiving a Stone Knife, immediately charged at the Vine Tribe Warriors, attempting to avenge the members of the Giant Lizard Tribe.

However, the Vine Tribe Warriors were well-prepared.

"Puff!"

Gou Teng stepped forward, his Stone Spear piercing the chest of the captive like lightning, then kicked the captive to the ground, knocking away the Stone Knife from his hand.

The captive struggled on the ground for a while, then died, his blood pooling around him.

In front of the Three-Color Warriors, he was powerless.

Gou Teng held the blood-dripping spear, scanning the captives coldly, and said, "Who else wants to die?"

The captives once again lowered their heads, unresisting despite holding weapons.

Jiang Xuan said, "If anyone else is unafraid of death, step forward; if not, start building houses!"

No captives responded.

Under the Vine Tribe Warriors’ supervision, they slowly began working, even if unwilling, knowing they had to, or they would die.

In the end, only a few aren’t afraid of death; most people, even when their tribe is gone, or becoming captives, still want to survive.

After all, living provides more possibilities; dying means nothing is left.

A large tree was first cut into with a Stone Axe by several slaves, then the Vine Tribe Warriors brought fire starters, charcoal, and hollow reed pipes.

"Whew... whew..."

These slaves from three directions desperately blew on the burning charcoal with reed pipes.

The rush of air and oxygen from the reed pipes intensified the burn of the charcoal, first drying the tree’s core, then igniting it, burning it through bit by bit.

"Crack... crack..."

At one moment, the burned-through tree could no longer withstand the force from above, toppling in one direction but halting midway, caught by the branches of other trees, unable to reach the ground.

The captives were helpless and unsure of what to do, holding the reed pipes and looking at one another.

"Let me do it."

Jiang Xuan happened to be nearby; he approached the tree, grasped it with both arms, and shouted, "Lift!"

Veins bulged on his arms as he single-handedly lifted the large water cistern-thick tree.

"Move!"

Jiang Xuan carried the incredibly heavy tree, stepping forward step by step, leaving deep footprints on the ground.

Rumble...

He forcibly pulled down the tree, which "thudded" heavily onto the ground.

The Vine Tribe Warriors nearby shouted enthusiastically, "Long live the Chief!"

"Long live the Chief!"

The other Warriors echoed, their fervor ignited by the scene.

Tribal people admire strength, idolizing strong figures, and Jiang Xuan fits their hero image.

Even the captives were stunned by this scene and by Jiang Xuan, who resolutely pulled down the towering tree.

Willingly or not, Jiang Xuan’s presence was indelibly etched into their minds.

"Continue working!"

Jiang Xuan turned and walked towards other places in need of assistance, showing no pride.

With the efforts of over 1,500 captives and the Vine Tribe Warriors, half a day later, they cleared a large patch of land in the forest and gathered a substantial amount of sturdy and large timber.

By evening, fires were lit on the cleared ground, and numerous temporary shelters were built from the timber to house the captives overnight.

The Giant Lizard Tribe carried plenty of food, which was now being used as emergency supplies, along with various wild vegetables and insects, sufficient for a few days.

After several days, the Vine Tribe would have to provide food and vegetables to sustain these captives.

Due to the large number of people, the Vine Tribe couldn’t make enough Pottery Cauldrons, so the food could only be roasted, and the wild vegetables and vegetables could only be eaten raw.

The raw wild vegetables were bitter and astringent, hard to swallow.

However, the captives were already starving and having something to eat was good enough, so no one dared to be choosy.

They dug out many insects from rotting trees on the ground or under leaves and desperately stuffed them into their mouths, not even bothering to roast them...

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