I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

In the evening, Mu Feng came to the west of the tribe.

The Jiang tribe is located in a place surrounded by mountains on three sides, leaving only an exit to the west. To the west is a relatively low jungle, where the previous raiders entered the tribe.

What Mufeng has to do is to build a protective wall on the side of the tribe!

"First dig such a deep ditch from here to there, and bury the twigs!" Mu Feng said as he did it, took a bone knife and dug it on the ground, and then took a three-meter-long twig. The branches are inserted in it and stomped firmly with your feet.

He stood up, took a bone knife and drew a line along the mulberry tree he had buried to the foot of the mountain not far away, and said, "All the mulberry tree branches are buried as deep as me and me!"

"Yes!" Mingguang took the lead in responding.

"Also, wait until the paper mulberry is buried from here to there, and then pile the stones behind the paper mulberry, just like this!"

Speaking of Mufeng, he picked up the stones and piled them together one by one, just like building walls in a previous life.

"What is this for?" Mingguang was confused and walked carefully to Mu Feng. "Warchief, what is this for doing?"

Mu Feng thought about it, and tried to tell him in simple words: "I want to build a wall here to protect the tribe!"

"Wall?" Mingguang was dumbfounded. "Protect the tribe?"

Mu Feng was really speechless, Mingguang didn't even know what the "wall" was.

But when he changed his mind, he was relieved, after all, the entire tribe and even the entire age were still in the ignorance period.

"The wall is to block the people outside and prevent them from entering the tribe easily!" Mu Feng explained, burying the branches with everyone by himself.

When the paper mulberry was buried two or three meters away, he began to build the wall again.

Some stones were not very smooth, so he took a smaller piece of rock and beat it, smashed the particularly protruding part, and then went up again.

Mingguang was dumbfounded. No one in the tribe had ever done this before, and no one knew what it meant to do.

He squatted down honestly and built up the rocks with Mu Feng. While building up the rocks, he asked: "Chief, this wall is so high that other people can't get in, how can we get out?"

"Oh!" Mu Feng suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly got up and said, "Don't bury the paper mulberry here, and don't build a wall!"

He remembered that he seemed to have forgotten where he left the door.

Fortunately, the paper mulberry hasn't been buried to the position he said, so no effort was wasted.

Dozens of people worked together, and it didn't take long for the paper mulberry to be buried, and it became a fence on the periphery, and the stone wall became a fence behind it.

Mu Feng looked at the cracks exposed on the fence, and deliberately wiped some mud on it to strengthen it. However, he found that it was very difficult for the tribe to use water, so he had to give up. At the same time, he remembered that the drinking water problem should be solved immediately after the food problem was solved.

He took a look at the system, and the following tasks also had to solve the water source problem. The achievement point was 300 points.

However, compared with drinking water, the safety, food and clothing of the people under the eyes are obviously more important, so this matter has to be postponed.

Seeing that the fence and the stone wall have been built, Mu Feng said: "Now bury the dug roots of the thorns and thorns near the paper mulberry, and then put all the thorns and thorns on the paper mulberry!"

"what?"

"This……"

Exclaims came from the crowd.

The thornwood is thornwood because it resembles the modern wall-climbing rose with thorns on it.

It's just that the thornwood is thicker than the rose's cane, and the thorns are longer, more than an inch shorter, and two inches long!

Many of them have suffered strains and stab wounds when they were dug so many thornwood rattans. Now they are buried near the paper mulberry, and it is inevitable that some people will be injured.

"Chief, this is..." Mingguang stopped talking.

Mu Feng was about to explain, but found that Lihu was helping the old chief over.

"Grandpa!" Mu Feng stepped forward to support the old man.

The old man stretched out his hand on Mu Feng's arm, looked at the protective wall that had been built, and looked at the thorny wood that was being buried, and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

Mu Feng patiently explained: "Now it is Meng Chun, the paper mulberry can sprout and grow when buried. The thornwood can grow up along the paper mulberry, forming a protective wall with the paper mulberry. This way someone wants to rob again. To plunder the Jiang family, you must pass through this wall full of thorns!"

The old man's eyes lit up and he looked at Mu Feng in surprise: "This is really a good way, why no one of us thought of it before!"

Lihu and Mingguang next to him only understood Mu Feng's intentions at this time, and they showed surprises on their faces.

Mu Feng said: "Now the most important thing for the tribe is safety and food. Now that the safety of the tribe is guaranteed, the next step is to solve the food problem."

As he said, he looked towards Lihu: "Uncle Lihu, how much food does the tribe still have?"

Lihu's face is ugly: "There is not much, not two days!"

"This..." Mu Feng had a bad plan in his heart, but he didn't expect the situation to be so bad.

Mingguang bowed his head: "I am useless!"

Mu Feng waved his hand: "You have done a good job, but the method is not used properly. This time I will follow you, I have a way to help you catch more prey!"

"Method?" Doubt appeared on Mingguang's face, and then changed to joy, "More prey?"

"Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, "I have a way!"

"But..." Mingguang still argued, and at the same time looked at the old man.

The old man did not speak, but just looked at Mu Feng.

"I am the chief!" Mu Feng said firmly.

Mingguang had to agree.

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