I am a Primitive Man-Chapter 616: The wild ambitions shattered by the bronze axe

Inside the cave of the Huangguo Tribe, the leader, who had been deep in thought, seemed lost in complex emotions, his entire demeanor looking a little absent-minded.

While he appeared this way, the other tribe members were not. Not long ago, after being well-fed by the Green Sparrow Tribe’s trade team, Huangguo, and the others were now busy and quick, eagerly helping to handle the food that Shang and Mao had brought out.

They worked in perfect harmony with the Green Sparrow Tribe’s people.

Shang and Mao were not stingy, and the food they brought out included a game they had collected the previous day during their journey. However, it had already frozen solid, making it difficult to process.

After skinning the animals, a woman from the Huangguo Tribe took the hardest and sharpest stone axe from their tribe and began hacking at the frozen carcasses.

However, the axe only left a white mark and a shallow groove. She struck again, harder this time, and though the animal was partially cleaved, the axe was shattered.

Seeing the stone axe broken and the uncut food, the woman considered putting it all into a large cauldron to cook.

However, Shang stopped her with quick reflexes.

From his bag, marked with a V on one side with charcoal, he pulled out a bronze axe that shimmered slightly under the firelight.

The blade of the bronze axe was thin, honed with a grinding stone to a sharp edge.

Shang took the frozen carcass from the woman, placed it on a piece of wood as support, then raised the axe and struck. The skinless animal was easily split in two in the flash of golden light.

He then held the front part of the carcass against a thick wooden stick, and with one swift strike, the head of the animal was cleanly severed.

The force was a bit too much, and the head flew off, rolling across the ground before stopping at the feet of the leader of the Huangguo Tribe, who was momentarily lost in thought.

The headless carcass lay on the ground as the leader of the Huangguo Tribe suddenly jolted in surprise. He stared at the decapitated, skinless head and then at the beautiful bronze axe in Shang's hand. A chill ran down his neck.

This axe, which looked so beautiful, was so sharp that it had easily cut through their tribe's toughest and sharpest stone axe. The food they had struggled to hack with a stone axe was effortlessly cleaved in half by this gleaming tool.

The other members of the Huangguo Tribe, however, did not share the leader's complex emotions. One quickly picked up the head and threw it into the large cauldron of boiling water without a second thought.

They returned to Shang’s side and, along with the rest of the tribe, marveled at the sharpness of the axe with a mix of awe and some fear.

Visit ƒree𝑤ebnσvel.com for the 𝑏est n𝘰vel reading experience.

The leader's gaze slowly moved from the bronze axe, which Shang wielded so easily to hack through the tough meat, to the bronze spears carried by every member of the Green Sparrow Tribe’s trade team.

The rest of the trade team members held their spears firmly in hand except for Shang and a few others who were busy processing food.

This was the result of repeated instructions from Han Cheng to them.

As a person from the future, Han Cheng understood human nature's cruelty and unpredictability well. So, he repeatedly reminded the members of the Green Sparrow Tribe's trade team that while traveling, especially when interacting with other tribes, they should never put down their weapons.

Not even with the most familiar and friendly tribes, who posed no threat.

Even if, under exceptional circumstances, they needed to put down their weapons, they should never leave the tribe completely unarmed. At least half of them should always be armed.

At first, the trade team members did not pay much attention to Han Cheng's instructions. They thought the wise Divine Child was being overly cautious.

However, once Han Cheng mentioned the example of the Bone Tribe, the trade team no longer thought Han Cheng was being too careful.

Han Cheng's words deeply resonated with the few people on the trade team who were originally from the Bone Tribe.

After all, their tribe had been on good terms with the Green Sparrow Tribe in the past, and the tribe leader, along with the others, had never entertained the thought of attacking it.

But then, by chance, despite never having had such thoughts, they suddenly followed their leader—who had never entertained such ideas before—and ended up attacking the Green Sparrow Tribe in a chaotic rush.

The leader of the Huangguo Tribe broke into a sweat, and under the flickering firelight, his head seemed to shine slightly.

That yellow axe was so sharp, and these similarly yellow, peculiar weapons must also be extremely sharp.

If such weapons were to pierce the body...

The leader of the Huangguo Tribe couldn't help but shudder. He unconsciously glanced at the steaming cauldron, hoping to see the somewhat hideous beast's head.

The food was ready— a free lunch.

In the past, the leader of the Huangguo Tribe would have eaten with great relish, but now, he felt it had little taste.

"You don’t have much food left. Come with us, join our tribe, and live with us," Mao said, breaking the silence as he pointed to the meager food remaining in the Huangguo Tribe’s store.

The leader of the Huangguo Tribe, understanding Mao’s meaning, looked at the scant food left in the tribe, the axe in Shang’s bag, and the bronze spears held by the members of the Green Sparrow Tribe. After a brief hesitation, he nodded heavily.

This unexpected response surprised both Mao and Shang. They had discussed the matter thoroughly on their way here and assumed that, under these circumstances, it would be difficult to persuade a tribe leader to abandon his own homeland and bring his people into another tribe.

However, the result was a surprise.

In fact, the surprise wasn’t only felt by them and the other members of the Huangguo Tribe.

They clearly remembered that not long ago, their leader had refused the proposal without a second thought.

The leader of the Huangguo Tribe, of course, would not tell anyone that he had been intimidated by the golden weapon in Shang’s hand while it was chopping food.

He would also not mention the violent thoughts he had harbored not long ago—thinking of killing the members of the Green Sparrow Tribe and taking their food.

The increasingly scarce food and the chilling cold, which seemed like it might last forever, had filled him with worry and anxiety.

And that sharp weapon, while chopping food, had also shattered his last hope.

What else could he do in such a situation but join the Green Sparrow Tribe?

Moreover, these people were genuinely kind. They had strong individuals and weapons so sharp they seemed unimaginable, yet they had never shown any intention to harm them. Instead, they had offered their precious food.

The leader of the Huangguo Tribe was sure that, in this current situation, if the Green Sparrow Tribe wanted to kill them or force them to leave with weapons, it wouldn't take much effort.