I am a Primitive Man-Chapter 938: The Hunchbacked Primitive: Why Does My Heart Suddenly Hurt?

When their tribe traded for the exquisite pottery with that other tribe, they hadn’t had to give nearly this much food.

So why did this tribe suddenly give its tribe so much food?

The tribe’s leader felt dizzy thinking about it.

He wanted to voice his doubt, but after looking at the huge pile of food, he thought better of it.

No one ever complains about having too much food in their tribe.

He then glanced at the vast amount of food the other tribe carried and suddenly felt relieved.

Ah, so this is what the saying meant: “When you have food, you can be this generous!”

Having received so much food out of nowhere, the tribe leader no longer hesitated. He immediately instructed several members of his tribe to guide the hunchbacked primitive in the direction the older female primitive had taken, leading them to a neighboring tribe.

Watching the hunchbacked group hurry off under the guidance of his people, the leader looked again at the exquisite pottery and the pile of food in his hands and felt a surge of delight—he even fantasized about future opportunities for others to come to his tribe for guidance…

Meanwhile, the older female primitive, carrying their carefully packed goods on their poles, departed from this newly discovered tribe.

The gains from these exchanges were enormous.

When they first came, only a few of them carried pottery and salt acquired from the mysterious Green Sparrow Tribe.

After this journey, their packs were nearly overflowing.

Seeing all this food, the group wanted to return along the same path.

Looking at the remaining pottery and salt, the older female primitive considered their suggestion and declined.

Food gets consumed over time. Carrying it for several days would naturally reduce their supplies.

This would lessen their load and free up space to carry the new food they would acquire through further trades.

So, as before, she took out another pottery bowl and handed it to the tribe leader, signaling that someone from his tribe should guide them to a nearby tribe.

After discussion, once the leader understood the older female primitive’s intentions, he readily agreed, pocketing the pottery bowl—traded with a fair amount of food—and sent several of his tribe members to guide them.

After the older female primitive departed, the hunchbacked group arrived.

Learning that the older female primitive had left, the eager hunchbacked leader wasted no time. He took the bowl from the tribe leader, immediately called ten members of his own tribe, had them extend their fingers, and began scooping out food.

This spectacle left the tribe leader and others stunned, utterly bewildered.

Fortunately, the guides sent to lead the hunchbacked group spoke the same language as this neighboring tribe and quickly explained the situation. Only then did the tribe roughly understand what was happening.

“￥…”

Having hastily dug out a hundred bowls of food, the hunchbacked leader shoved the large bowl into the still-stunned tribe leader’s hands and urgently asked for directions.

The dizzy leader pointed in one direction.

Following his gesture, the hunchbacked primitive saw a group of people emerging from a nearby depression, heading toward a rather barren hill.

The sight left him momentarily stunned.

He looked at the piles of food he had dug up and placed on the ground, then at the group climbing the bare hill. For a moment, he couldn’t even describe his feelings.

Only those in the future who had ever hailed a taxi, given a destination, barely settled into their seats, and then had the driver announce they’d arrived could understand how he felt.

“4￥4…”

Finally seeing the people he had been desperate to find, the hunchbacked primitive had no energy left to dwell on the food exchange.

He paused briefly, then instructed his tribe to follow him immediately to catch up.

The food was left as a gift for this tribe.

Watching the people quickly leave, carrying goods and leading large beasts out of his tribe, the leader scratched his head again in disbelief.

This was the first time his tribe had obtained food so simply…

“￥4￥…”

The hunchbacked primitive whispered commands and whipped the large beasts with branches snapped from the roadside.

The animals moved faster under the blows, though soon they would slow down again.

Seeing this, the hunchbacked primitive raised the branches once more, urging them onward.

After some time, the distance between the two groups gradually closed.

The older female primitive, carrying their loads, heard some noise and paused, turning to see the hunchbacked group approaching.

For a moment, they panicked, unsure why they were being pursued.

But the panic quickly faded, replaced by joy. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

They recognized the approaching group.

It wasn’t that their eyesight was extraordinary—they could see the gleaming weapons and large prey being carried in the sunlight, unmistakable markers of the hunchbacked group.

Finally, they had reunited with these people!

This was the shared thought of the older female primitive.

These days, it hadn’t just been the hunchbacked group searching for them—they, too, wanted to meet the hunchbacked group again.

The Divine Child of the mysterious Green Sparrow Tribe had repeatedly asked them about this group, hoping they would meet them.

If the Divine Child wanted them to meet, naturally, they also wanted to find them quickly.

After all, this was one of the few requests made by the kind Divine Child of the Green Sparrow Tribe.

“￥3￥…”

The older female primitive spoke, instructing everyone to put down their loads and wait for the hunchbacked group.

Seeing them stop, the hunchbacked primitive quickened their pace, whipping the beasts more vigorously.

It was strange—the animals, large as they were, didn’t resist, only increased their speed…

Soon, the two groups—both experienced traders—met.

Seeing the older female primitive, the hunchbacked leader was surprised; he realized he knew these people.

Members of their group had good memories, especially the leaders.

They needed to remember the routes between tribes, locations of water, and key individuals.

Some may not have had such a sharp memory before, but over time, they improved.

This wasn’t magic; it was survival. People remembered carefully because their lives depended on it.

For example, Shang had relied on Mao for navigation before, so he didn’t need to memorize the route. Once alone, it was a different story…

Upon recognizing the older female primitive, the hunchbacked leader recalled their tribe’s location and situation.

Their tribe was slightly larger than most, but still not capable of producing the two exquisite items themselves.

Previously, they had traded food to acquire pottery and salt.

If they could make these items themselves, they wouldn’t have needed to trade food at all.

Thus, this tribe, like his own, obtained these rare items through trade from other powerful tribes before passing them along.

Just as he and the old shaman had guessed.

Influenced by their own tribal shaman, the hunchbacked leader was clever.

Even before the older female primitive spoke, he had figured out most of the situation.

“4……”

After the meeting, the two tribes began communicating.

Having met before and traded multiple times, they understood each other fairly well.

Though the communication was challenging, it wasn’t overly awkward.

One tribe sought pottery and salt, the other sought to guide them to the Green Sparrow Tribe. Even if some meaning was lost, the intent was clear.

Once the understanding was established, the remaining tasks proceeded smoothly.

The older female primitive planned to trade the remaining pottery and salt for food at the next tribe, then lead the hunchbacked group to the Green Sparrow Tribe.

The hunchbacked leader, eager to reach the Green Sparrow Tribe, was reluctant.

However, upon understanding the older female primitive’s intentions, he offered to trade food for the precious items.

Understanding his meaning, the older female primitive agreed gladly.

It allowed the exchanges to be completed without traveling extra distances—no one wanted to go out of their way.

During the exchange, the hunchbacked leader left a small safeguard. He didn’t actively trade himself but let the older female primitive conduct the exchange.

Watching her take out more people than just the fingers on one hand, spreading their palms, the hunchbacked leader felt a sudden pang of heartache.

Earlier, tribes that demanded pottery for trade indeed required a lot of food.

He understood why—it was how they earned large amounts of food—but understanding didn’t mean it didn’t hurt.

After the exchange, the older female primitive’s remaining pottery and salt were given to the hunchbacked group, while their tribe’s food was given to the women.

With all pottery traded, there was no need for the women to visit additional tribes.

They organized their goods and, led by the older female primitive, set off in one direction.

Along the way, the older female primitive admired the large prey carried by the hunchbacked group, while the hunchbacked leader marveled at their use of poles to carry goods.

He decided his tribe would make similar tools later.

He didn’t trade food for the poles—they were simple enough to replicate without spending resources.

This was the primitive version of a “homemade copy”…

Under the spring sun, Jin’guan City felt full of life, evident from the healthy seedlings Han Cheng and his team had carefully nurtured.

At the seedling fields, Han Cheng and others were squatting, transplanting the strongest seedlings from the earliest plots, leaving the weaker ones to grow longer for the next round…