Yuan Zhan forcibly pulled him down and he remembered that he had to hide himself right now.
“What is flax? what use?” Yuan Zhan asked.
He had seen a plant like this at another place, their tribe had tried gathering their seeds and wanted to eat it like millets (proso millet). The old priest made the slaves try it first, two of three of them had diarrhoea, the old priest then announced that this couldn’t be eaten.
“This is a very useful herbaceous plant. The seed can be used as medicine, it’s neutral in nature, no toxins, sweet and pungent. It’s particularly good for dispersing heat-dampness. It can treat mange, tuberculosis, constipation, chronic hepatitis. Oh, you can extract oil from flaxseed like seepweed seed.” As a doctor, Yan Mo would of course think first about the plant’s medicinal use. When he thought about oil extraction, he discovered that he knew these things had oil in them, but he didn’t know how to extract them. This was rather vexing, it can only be tried out slowly later.
“Just these?” Yuan Zhan couldn’t understand a lot of them. But what he could make out was that it can be medicine, so he immediately lost interest in flax.
“Of course not just that.” Yan Mo was very displeased with the young man’s inability to tell good things from bad. This guy has a nonchalant attitude towards all medicinal herbs, as if it’s good if they have them but if not it doesn’t matter. Typically only puts importance to food, drinks and shelter, not about the development of medicines.
“When you ret flax plants you’ll get the fibres, and those fibres can be made into flax rope and flax burlap. Flax rope is much sturdier than the grass ropes we usually use, if we make it thick enough it can even be used to tie up hardback dragons. While burlaps can be made into clothes. Although burlap clothes feel stiff and rough, it’s better than putting animal skins on our bodies.”
“Flax rope? Making clothes?” Yuan Zhan’s interest was piqued again. “How to make?”
“First you have to take out the fibre, then make it into a flaxen thread, the flaxen thread can be made into a rope, or made into… cloths. Cloths can be made into clothing.” Yan Mo almost choked on his words in the middle of the sentence. He just discovered a new problem. He knew that flax can be made into burlap, but the specific method to spin and weave into threads or how to make the threads into clothes, he didn’t know!
How can he make a textile loom? Yan Mo worried about this problem without coming to an answer.
Yuan Zhan didn’t know about Yan Mo’s worries. He looked at those flax and already planned to immediately take all the to-be clothes after killing or defeating A’wu clan.
This much flax, would make a lot of clothes right?
And also flax rope. If it’s really as sturdy as the boy said, then those ropes will be very useful.
Yan Mo looked at the few A’wu people working near the lake with bright eyes. He wanted to see clearly what they’re doing.
Those A’wu people’s hairs hang down loosely. their bodies clad in furs. But he couldn’t make out if they’re a man or a woman. some people crouched down, some others stood, working on something in their hands.
Yan Mo rubbed his chin. Why does he feel like their movements are like getting flax fibres out? had they discovered the use of flax?
It’s not impossible. If no one collects flax and leaves it there until winter, the outer layer will naturally peel out under the exposure of dew and sun and reveal the fibre inside the hemp straw. A’wu clan have lived here for a longtime, they might’ve found out about the flax fibre inadvertently. And had thought of the most primitive way of getting them out, that is, rubbing the flax fibre into becoming a rope with their hands.
They can leave the flax where it is now, it can’t run. Yan Mo left behind the problem of making flax thread for the time being and stopped worrying about it for now. He asked the young man beside him, “What do you think about the A’wu clan’s location? Is this place suitable to build the new tribe?”
Yuan Zhan shook his head. As he walked here he had taken a good look at the surrounding area. When he saw the location of the A’wu clan, he already had an answer.
“Not suitable?” Yan Mo didn’t know anything about this matter.
Yuan Zhan pointed at the small lake and A’wu clan’s settlement. “The sound here is dipping down like a big pit. Although it’s hidden and protected from wind, once the enemy surrounds it, even running away will not be easy. Moreover, when it becomes rainy season, the lake will expand. Look at the tribe location, they should be living down in the open space during winter but further up during the rainy season.”
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“Then why do they want to keep staying here?”
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“No.” Yuan Zhan shook his head again. He didn’t know how to explain, he tore off a stalk of grass and drew an obtuse triangle and pointed at the two points at the foot of the triangle. “This is the salt lake and that big lake.” then lastly he pointed at the point at obtuse angle from the two others, “This place is higher, not too far from the two lakes, and not too far or close to the forest, it’s rather close to the centre of the grassland, this is the best location.”
Yan Mo thought about it and felt that the higher point Yuan Zhan pointed out was really higher than the other places. The terrain was rather flat, it wasn’t a sudden rise but a very gentle slope.
“If we first defeat the A’wu clan and occupy the territory, then firstly, there won’t be danger on our south side.” Yuan Zhan drew a circle. The circle encompasses most of Jiu Feng’s territory.
“Then we’ll move up to the forest and mountains on the west and east side, take care of the enemies in east and west, then we won’t have to worry a lot about the east and west in the future, because the forest will be our biggest protection. We only have to guard against the beasts from the forest.”
“Lastly, we have to be on guard the most about the northern side! The area on the north is flat all the way to the far mountain ranges, it would definitely have a lot of tribes living in it, I don’t know if those people have enough food and salt or not, but they’ll definitely find out about us once we settle up there. While we’re not strong enough yet, we can’t let them know that we have that big salt lake. After we’re strong enough, we can just…” The young man didn’t say it out loud, he just swept over the ground that was representing the north side.
Ambitious! Yan Mo can feel the undisguised ambition from the young man’s plan.
If say, Yan Mo’s original thinking was to settle in a small corner and slowly develop from there, his goal was to make his own daily life comfortable first. The young man had already planned out how to slowly nibble away at his enemy and wanted to use supporting war by war methods to quickly achieve his goal. He’s not planning for now, but for the future!
So this guy wasn’t just recuperating and training his ability these few days? What is this primitive guy thinking usually? How can he dare to have such a big ambition?
Actually Yan Mo also knows the answer. Because ambition is nurtured.
If Yuan Zhan was still living in the Yuanji tribe, because of his surrounding environment and suppression from other people, he would only be thinking about working hard to live a better life and upgrade his ability. Maybe how to become the tribe’s chief, if he could, he would only fix his gaze on such a narrow path. even if he had more ambition, he would only be able to implement it after he became the chief.
But now, Yuan Zhan was no longer suppressed by the old priest again, no pain in his legs to hold him back. He had succeeded in upgrading after so long, and even mastered various ways to use his ability without a teacher.
The most important thing was, he has several factors that allowed his ambition to soar.
There’s the tribe guardian, Jiu Feng.
There are key product to support the tribe, salt from the salt lake.
Finally he had the priest of a tribe that all tribes must have, Yanmo.
Could Yuan Zhan, who found out that he had all of those factors, not grow ambitious?
“In other words, there’s nothing worth plundering in this A’wu clan aside from flax?” Yan Mo said half-jokingly.
“Says who?” Yuan Zhan looked at the young boy. He suddenly started laughing. “I was wrong. you’re still very different from the old priest. Although you know way more than him, you’re still less experienced than him.”
What does that mean?
Yuan Zhan pointed at the A’wu clansmen who were working beside the lake. “That’s the real reason I came here. I don’t want their territory, I want their people. I want to take control of the A’wu clan because I want them.”
“I get that. We definitely need hands to build the tribe. then how will we win them over? Give them food, or teach them how to build warmer houses?” Yan Mo was thinking, would they have to take care of this tribe’s witch first. After all, their number was way too small. If the A’wu clan wants to flip them over and take over control, it’ll be troublesome. And a tribe’s witch and priests are usually their most knowledgeable person. they may even have more control over the tribe’s decisions compared to the tribe’s head. Leaving such a person alive is equal to leaving a random variable alive.
Only after becoming a priest himself did Yan Mo understand why these primitive people don’t want to accept and always guard against other tribe’s priests.
“Win over?” Yuan Zhan looked at Yan Mo with a jeering face, as if smiling but also not like a smile. “Of course not! My priest-daren, we will only let useful and obedient ones live, everyone else is killed!”
“Huh?!”
“You have to make them fear you. Only then will they be obedient.”
Yan Mo didn’t know how to subdue other primitive men. Maybe Yuan Zhan had more experience, and the method he said was the correct way to do this… but!
Please don’t kill people ah… I’ll be tormented to death first! Yan Mo even had to wreck his brains to make that tribe’s witch die, how to best kill the witch so that his death won’t be tied back to himself. Now, Yuan Zhan was saying he wants to kill so many people, right in front of him. If he didn’t try to remedy this situation, just wait until the guide gives him 10 scum points then 10 scum points more. Yuan Zhan kills 10 people, he’ll also get to enjoy another big punishment.
He had done a lot in order to reduce his scum points close to 1000 points again in those 10 days. Because he was force fed the queen bee and didn’t mean to, the guide didn’t give him more scum points for it. although a lot of bees died, he didn’t get scum points, probably because the bees had attacked on their own initiative.
Him actively giving his blood to Jiu Feng and treating him back to health gave him -50 scum points, in the name of treating a rare and precious living species.
He also gave man-eater bees his blood and reared the new queen bee, but because his actions were making up for past wrongdoing, he only got -20 points.
Treating Yuan Zhan’s external injuries gave him -10 points.
When he checked his numbers yesterday, he already had 986 points. He just had to work a bit more, and he’ll get his surgery tools back.
Under these circumstances, how can he let Yuan Zhan kill people in front of him?
If you want to kill, please kill them behind my back! Never ever let me know!
To dispel Yuan Zhan’s scary idea to destroy people’s tribe and take everyone as slaves, Yan Mo made a face that can’t be any more serious, “What you said is right, but there’s not just one way to make people fear you and make them submit, that way is also not for long-term. If your parents and family got killed, won’t you get revenge? Even if you’re scared now, in the future when you have the ability, won’t you want to fight back and take revenge?”
Yuan Zhan’s resolution to this was very simple: “Kill all disloyal people. except adult men, women and kids won’t want to take revenge. Even if it’s men, you just have to make them fear you and give them women and food, they’ll be obedient.”
Alright. It’s a time when people don’t have a strong sense of family yet. Talking about taking revenge for their parents or kids, wives, and friends was like playing piano to an elephant. In this world, maybe to the majority of primitive people, the hatred of killing their whole family was the same as stealing their prey. As long as you give him enough food later, he can find another fertile woman if he’s strong enough.
While old people, women and kids might feel even less inclined about revenge. they are usually treated as expendable items in the tribe.
“We’ll see the situation, then try to get in contact, it’s best if we can do it without spilling blood. If we really have to…” Yan Mo made a troubled expression.
Yuan Zhan grinned. He stretched out a hand and rubbed the boy’s head. “now I think your face suits you again.”
He’s still a young boy after all, his heart isn’t that hard yet. But isn’t a priest like this also good? Yuan Zhan didn’t understand why he didn’t want his priest to be too cruel, even though a ruthless and decisive priest will allow the tribe to get stronger.
Yan Mo didn’t understand it at first, but then reacted. His own hand swatted the back of Yuan Zhan’s head.
But before his hand could fall, before his hand could hit the boy, it was caught by the other’s hand.
Yuan Zhan rubbed the ice-cold fingers with one hand and said thoughtlessly, “You’re good like this. I will protect you. Don’t become like the old priest, that way I will want to beat you.”
He still remembered the last priest of the Xirang clan. At that time, they were more used to calling him Da Wu (Big witch). He was a very kind-hearted person, and especially liked children. Unfortunately, when the last clan elder died, the shaman died too under strange circumstances.
He won’t let his priest die unnaturally and won’t let his priest die in front of him.
Yan Mo sneered, “We still don’t know who will protect who ne. You just wait, sooner or later I’ll beat you up, remember to wash your ass clean then!”
“I’ll wait.” Yuan Zhan looked at the other hand extended to him, amused and vexed, and grabbed on that hand as well. He linked his hands and rubbed the boy’s hand in his.
Big master Yan Mo enjoyed the other party serving him, and tried very hard to restrain himself from also putting his feet into the youth’s warm embrace. “Anyway, I don’t want to kill people. Look at those people by the lake…”
Before he could finish, there were chaotic shouts from far away.
Yan Mo took back his hands and Yuan Zhan grabbed his spear with one hand, his other hand perched on the stone hatchet at his waist.
One of the people working by the lake heard the shout and howled like crying. She threw the things in her hand and ran off to the direction of the shouts.
Yan Mo lifted his body a bit so he could see. He saw a group of people supporting or lifting two people in their group and in the middle of running over to the tribe.
The peaceful tent area became chaotic with the return of these people. A lot of people lifted out the tent opening and ran out of the tents.
“They came from the same place white tailed wolves have left to, probably ran into the wolf pack when hunting.” Yuan Zhan frowned. “They better haven’t killed those wolves, or…”
Yan Mo got excited the moment he saw there were injured people. Here’s the opportunity to make contact! But he needs to think carefully how to enter the scene in a way that made sense and can suppress the A’wu clansmen.
Too bad Jiu Feng’s wing was hurt, if not, he’ll achieve his purpose just by flying over while hanging on Jiu Feng’s claw.
Yuan Zhan’s face was completely opposite of Yan Mo’s excitement and looking forward, he’s alertly looking around the grasses far away, as if there were scarier enemies hiding within those grasses.
Sure he got excited, but Yan Mo wouldn’t stupidly run out when Yuan Zhan still hadn’t made a move. When he looked at Yuan Zhan’s expression, he thought that there might be more danger to appear.
Edited by Silversun
thank you for the translation <33
Thanks for the chapter👍🌺
I really want to see what their future tribe looks like. It must be has a good govern-system
YZ’s solution to this kind of things: kill
My Er Meng! Where’s my precious dear Er Meng? QWQ Anyway, it’s been so long. I wonder what happened to those people who were with them at the beginning of this journey. Are they still alive or what?
Will YZ intervene and help the clan from those enemies? And then he’ll establish a kind of something in the tribe which will make it easier for them to ‘colonize’ them or something? In addition, YM will probably help in healing if someone from the tribe is injured.
Thank you very much for this chapter! I hope you’re doing well~
Im not sure if the “smiling blood” is a typo but
there’s a “excited was excited” in the last paragraph
Thanks for the translation!
smiling was a typo haha
excited was excited was chinglish
Thanks for catching the weird stuffs 😂
I was crying at “excited was excited was chinglish” 😂.