The Strongest Tribe

Totems are the source of national worship and belief, and the survival of the human race living on the barren land. Totems unite people's hearts and unite clansmen, and they also need to be enshrined.

In a real tribe, there is a totem holy place, where totem pillars are cast, worshiped every year, and blood and food are offered to induce the totem to appear holy. The clansmen use this to visualize the totem, and then outline the totem mark to become a totem warrior.

Therefore, totems can be said to be the most important existence of the entire tribe. Without totems, a tribe cannot be formed at all. Even if they are gathered together, they will collapse in a short time.

In the cave, Xia Tuo leaned against the totem pole, and he clearly felt the weakness of the spirit of the totem, like a weak candle, which would be completely blown away by a gust of wind.

In an instant, the sense of crisis overwhelmed him.

Once the spirit of the totem collapses, he will die with it.

Apparently the system that was accidentally photographed by him made a mess before he died.

Can this be his fault?

There are tens of thousands of systems in the world, it is not good to turn into anything, except to become a mosquito, which is not just looking for a beat.

After a long time, there was no more sound in my mind, and it seemed that the unlucky system had completely disappeared.

Seeing the devoutly worshiping totem witch looking towards him, Xia Tuo rolled his eyes and said, The great totem allows me to lead the tribe to become stronger.

The witch is the most noble existence in the entire tribe, as long as the witch is dealt with, the integration of the tribe will be easy.

The sense of crisis brought by the totem pole made him very uncomfortable. The damn system disgusted him even before he died.

He figured out his current situation, and his predecessor hit the totem pole with his head, which created a contractual relationship between him and the totem. Even though the predecessor had died, this contract still fell on him.

This world is extremely barren, and going out and wandering alone is simply looking for death, and the only way is to stick together.

Besides, his little life is still tied to this pillar that is about to wither. If he wants to survive, he must first renew the life of the totem.

It is obviously impossible to rely on himself. Although the tribe he belongs to is small and pitiful, it is the best choice at the moment.

Wu Qianqian worshiped the totem pillar again, muttering words that Xia Tuo couldn't understand, and it took a long time before he got up.

The totem was manifested, and he naturally believed Xia Tuo's words.

Their entire tribe is less than two hundred people, their totems are broken, and there are only two and a half totem warriors in total.

Oh, no, it's three and a half now, and Xia Tuo has to be added.

Let people directly become totem warriors, the great power that only totems can have.

In fact, they are not worthy of being called tribes at all, even if they are inferior tribes, the number of people and warriors is far beyond their reach.

Next, Wu summoned two other half-totem warriors in the tribe, Hong and Feng, and Rein, who was old and decayed. Rein was the last half-totem warrior, and Feng was a man who was as strong as a man. female warrior.

Facing the scrutiny of the totem warriors, Xia Tuo once again turned on the mode of pretending to be a ghost, causing the totem pillar to emit a faint blue light, which made the two and a half totem warriors awed, and their eyes sparkled with excitement.

Accompanied by Wu and totem warriors, Xia Tuo walked out of the cave and summoned the entire tribe.

Wu walked to the front and immediately silenced everyone. His eyes flicked over the surrounding figures: There are powerful tribes outside the mountains. The leader of the tribe can fit the totem. Now Tuo fits the totem of the tribe. He is the leader of our tribe. Chief.

Tuo!

Tuo! Chief! Chief!

Too! Too! Too!

Firstly, thanks to digging a well to find the water source, and then being surrounded by witches and totem warriors, the tribe's resistance to Xia Tuo is gradually disappearing, especially after knowing that he has also become a totem warrior, everyone's eyes are full of awe.

Under everyone's gaze, Xia Tuo looked around,

Said: Call me patriarch!

God damn the leader, those who didn't know thought it was the head of a terrorist.

Patriarch! Patriarch! Tuo! Patriarch!

Tuo!

Patriarch! Patriarch!

Leader, leader.

Patriarch!

Looking at the clansmen crowding around, one by one roaring and howling excitedly, Xia Tuo felt that he should wave his hand.

The one who is still called the leader, this patriarch remembers you.

In the crowd, Li Zhuangshuo shrank.

...

The rein following Xia Tuo had a hunched figure, white temples, and a wooden cane in his right hand. Several hemp ropes were hanging from each hemp rope, and each hemp rope was tied with several small knots.

At this moment, with his left hand, he pulled out a snow-white round animal bone from his hair. It was as thick as a thumb and three inches long. Mouth smiling.

This is a major event in the clan and must be remembered.

...

I will be your patriarch from now on.

Patriarch Xia, who was hot out of the oven, said a few words to the surrounding Fiery clansmen, then patted his buttocks and walked into the cave in a very unfriendly manner.

No way, my heart is too tired.

The experience of this day was really exciting. From getting the system to killing the system, from being a prisoner to being a tribal leader, he was all tricked by pretending to be a ghost.

He didn't have to worry about his life for the time being, and his mind was lacking, so he went back to the cave where the witch was, and found a piece of animal skin to wrap it in.

sleep.

This time Xia Tuo fell into a deep sleep. He dreamed that the spirit of the totem in the depths of the totem pillar collapsed, the totem pillar collapsed, and he died along with it.

With a jolt, Xia Tuo woke up from a deep sleep.

If I die, I won't let me go. I won't die, but I have to revive the totem. If you want to make me angry, I will make you angry again.

Patriarch Xia, who had a strong aura of getting up, opened his eyes and saw an old face that was about to be pressed against his face, so he almost didn't cry out.

The leader.

It's the patriarch.

Yes, chief.

In the end, Xia Tuo decided not to break up with this stubborn old man. The days to come will be long, and he believes that there will be time to break old man Wu back.

After saying hello to Wu, Xia Tuo walked out of the cave. Although there were some memories left over from his previous life, they were still in a mess, and his life was still involved in the totem pillar. He needed to go and see the situation in the tribe.

Looking up at the sky at 180 degrees, the big golden bird has already reached the top of the sky, and Xia Tuo couldn't help but sigh again.

The tribe didn't see too many people walking around. Although he became the leader of the tribe under Wu's announcement yesterday, the whole tribe still operated according to the original order.

The people in the valley were able to survive because of the Wu's credit, so these people have not elected a patriarch over the years, and the Wu has always been leading the tribe.

The hunting team went hunting under the leadership of Hong, and the female totem warrior Feng led the strong women of the tribe out of the valley to collect fruits and plant roots.

The mouth of the well in the middle of the valley has also been built with stones, and several people are guarding it.

Seeing Xia Tuo's arrival, Li, who was guarding the mouth of the well, was at a loss, opened his mouth again and again, but couldn't speak.

In just one day, the little man in his hands not only became the leader of the tribe, but also became a totem warrior.

The mouth of the well is raised higher, so that the dolls can be prevented from accidentally falling.

Looking at the restrained Li who didn't know what to do, Xia Tuo didn't have any intention of revenge in his heart.

After going through so much, some things have long been looked down upon, and now he needs to integrate the power of the entire tribe, and his own population is not large, how can he break his own arm.

Speaking of which, I really want to thank Li yesterday. If it were a fool, he would be indifferent to how he pretended to be a ghost, and just throw him into the river to feed the crocodile, he would have belched a long time ago.