The Butterfly Tribe finally chose to settle down in a forest with relatively abundant water resources.

The Butterfly Tribe has more than 800 people, and most of its food sources rely on hunting and gathering. It is impossible to be close to the Mang Tribe, otherwise it will starve to death.

The Mang tribe will not distribute their food to them for free.

This forest is just outside the scope of the Mang tribe's activities. When encountering danger, it can quickly contact the Mang tribe. It is a good place.

"Dong, dun, dun!"

The soldiers of the Mang Tribe came, and they waved their stone axes and quickly cut down the trees on the new address of the Butterfly Tribe.

"Crazy..."

A big tree fell down quickly, removing branches and leaves is a good material for making wooden houses.

While the tribe members of the Butterfly tribe were difficult to clean up the branches, they muttered enviously: "The warriors of the Mang Tribe are so powerful. If we want to cut such a big tree, we have to cut it for at least half a day, right?"

"Not to mention the longest day, if the axe is not good, it would be nice to cut it down in one day."

They were discussing, and soon, someone saw a scene and his eyes were straightened.

His fingers trembled slightly and said, "You...you look over there..."

The Butterfly Tribe tribe looked in the direction of his finger and saw a strong man in animal skin holding a huge stone axe and chopping down a big tree that the two of them hugged together with a few axes.

Then, he hung the stone axe around his waist, tied the big tree with a thick rope, and dragged the huge tree alone to the open space as if nothing had happened.

This person is a mountain pattern, a high-level totem warrior of the Mang tribe, and is born with divine power.

"Gudong..."

The members of the Butterfly Tribe swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, their voices trembled, and they said, "Everyone says the Mang Tribe has great power, but I never thought it would be so big!"

"It's scary, terrible. Look at the axe, it's made of high-quality stone, right? It's also a handle, which is also a rare and good material."

"The Mang tribe is too rich. I miss our Butterfly tribe. I can't even find a stone knife made of high-quality stone."

...

With the help of the warriors of the Mang Tribe, in just one day, the residence selected by the Butterfly Tribe was cleared out.

Not only that, the Mang tribe also built several very large wooden houses for them. Although the time was rushed and rough, it was absolutely solid!

At night, the members of the Butterfly Tribe gathered in the wooden house and experienced various shocks during the day. They were completely convinced by the Mang Tribe.

The leader of the Butterfly Tribe said a few words with a complicated expression.

"The people from the Mang Tribe are really strong."

"The Mang tribe is too rich!"

Everyone nodded in agreement. None of the people in the Mang tribe had pale faces and thin skin, which meant that they were eating well.

The animal leather jackets on the warriors of the Mang tribe were all intact, many of them were even new, and they were dressed so well.

Finally, there are weapons of the warriors of the Mang Tribe. Whether it is stone tools or bone tools, the materials are very good, and there are many of them that are of high quality materials, which is what the Butterfly Tribe envies the most.

The Butterfly Tribe Witch said: "Do you still feel that becoming an affiliated tribe of the Mang tribe is at a disadvantage?"

Everyone shook their heads. After seeing the power of the Mang tribe, they all changed their minds.

They used to worry that after becoming an affiliated tribe of the Mang tribe, their own things would be taken away.

Now it seems that people don’t even look down on the Butterfly Tribe.

The Butterfly Tribe Witch said: "I heard that the Mang Tribe has built a trading area, which contains a lot of good things. When the tribe settles down, we will also go and see it."

The eyes of the Butterfly Tribe were lit, especially the warriors who had been to the Mang Tribe, who really wanted to go again.

In the next month, the Butterfly Tribe was building their new residence. They built a large number of wooden houses and opened up a piece of wasteland to plant seedlings of giant flowers.

Of course, the most important altar is naturally to be built.

The altar of the Butterfly Tribe is very simple. It is built with yellow mud. Plant a giant flower in the center. In the future, their totem gods will live on the giant flowers.

Another month later, the Butterfly Tribe finally settled down completely and opened up several hunting routes. There were more prey in the southern wilderness than in the central part, which surprised them very much.

One day, after they had stored a lot of animal skins, bones, animal teeth, and some rare herbs, they finally decided to go to the Mang tribe to gain a lot of experience.

"Start and go to the Mang Tribe Trading Area!"

The leader of the Butterfly Tribe personally led the team, and the soldiers cheered.

Because the cargo is heavier, except for the leader riding on giant butterflies, they all walk.

Even so, they cannot stop their enthusiasm.

Soon, the people from the Butterfly Tribe came outside the trading area of ​​the Mang Tribe.

"Is this the trading area of ​​the Mang Tribe? It's so big, so many people!"

The leader of the Butterfly Tribe was stunned. He originally thought that the Mang Tribe trading area was an open-air venue with at most several wooden houses. Then everyone placed the goods on the ground and traded them directly if they liked them.

As a result, what did he see?

A stone wall more than three meters high surrounds the wide trading area, with only one door to enter and exit.

This door is three meters high, and the doors on both sides are extremely thick. There is a rhino surrounded by flames on each side, which is simply lifelike.

At the top of the gate, there was a skull of a beast with sharp teeth and sharp teeth hanging.

On both sides of the gate, there were warriors from two Mang tribes guarding each, tall and mighty and very fierce.

After entering the gate, a road made of bluestone slabs leads to the trading area. There are people coming and going, but it is very clean. The Mang tribe does not allow littering.

When you walk into the trading area, there are neat shops on both sides, and wooden signs are hung on them. If you know how to read, you can directly tell which one sells what.

It doesn't matter if you can't read. There are tall wooden racks in the store, and various goods are neatly placed on the racks, which are obvious at a glance.

"Is this... this the trading area of ​​the Mang Tribe?"

The tribe members of the Butterfly Tribe, including the leader, felt dizzy. They had never seen such a trading area, and it was like a dream.

People come and go on the streets. For the first time like them, there are many people looking around.

Those who come more often have their heads raised and calmly enter various places in the trading area, feeling a sense of superiority in their hearts.

"Chief, there is food there, it's so delicious."

The Butterfly Tribe warrior pulled the leader and pointed to a shop at the end of the trading area.

This shop is an inn that integrates food and accommodation.

Because most tribes have a long journey, they are already hungry when they come here, and they are likely to spend the night in dangerous forests at night.

In order to meet the needs of these people, Chenbei specially opened this inn, where you can eat and live, as long as you pay a certain amount of compensation.

The leader of the Butterfly Tribe looked at the goods carried by his subordinates and felt more confident. He first saw how others traded, and then walked in.

"I want thirty kilograms of cooked meat."

The Mang tribe members in the inn looked at them and saw the totem patterns of the Butterfly Tribe on their faces. They thought of the Mang tribe telling them to see the people of the Butterfly Tribe more enthusiastic.

He then stepped forward enthusiastically and greeted, "Isn't this a brother from the Butterfly Tribe? Please sit down quickly." "This is the first time you have come here, let's do it, thirty kilograms of cooked meat, I only take you two animal skins, how about it?"

Although the leader of the Butterfly Tribe had a little pain, he nodded.

After the Butterfly Tribe warrior sat down, soon a pot of fragrant meat came up, and an additional pot of wild wine was given.

The leader of the Butterfly Tribe took a bite of the meat and then couldn't stop. It was so delicious!
Chapter completed!