I am a Primitive Man Chapter 826: The Death of the Blue Flower Tribe Chief The quiver that Shu Pi had tossed aside flipped in midair, and five or six arrows slipped out, scattering across the ground. Such a noise naturally drew the attention of the Blue Flower Tribe chief. Read more
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 825 – “Happy Shu Pi and the Blue Flower Tribe Chief “Clang!”“Thud!” Outside the Black Stone Tribe’s cave, still holding remnants of snow, Shu Pi—finally allowed to use a bow and arrow again—aimed at a tree stump in the distance. One arrow after another Read more
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 824 – “The Spring that Breeds War Shu Pi no longer dared to make a heated stone kang. The near-fatal experience of almost cooking the Black Stone Tribe chief, and the subsequent brutally memorable beating, had instilled in him a deep fear of constructing Read more
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 823 – “If Heaven Doesn’t Give Birth to a Divine Child, Eternity is Like an Endless Night” Unlike mud or bricks, stone conducts heat exceptionally well. Don’t forget that long ago, in the Flying Snake Tribe, the shaman who was even better at posing Read more
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 822 – The Black Stone Tribe Chief Almost Turned into Teppanyaki Those shocked by the massive amount of grain weren’t just the old primitive man or the chief of the Neighboring Wind Tribe— even the members of the two tribes who had just arrived Read more
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 821: Not Even Sparing the Dead “What? He wants to fight me?” Upon hearing the meaning from the old primitive man, the recently self-indulging Divine Child Han immediately felt drunk—figuratively, of course. Not only that, he felt a little embarrassed. Could the slap in Read more
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 820: The Wind Tribe Chief Who Wants to Challenge the Divine Child The reason Han Cheng was misled is quite simple. Tofu skin, if taken literally, is naturally understood as the outer layer of the tofu. When Han Cheng had tried to make tofu Read more
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 819: God-Level Luxury—Fuling Pickled Mustard With the return of the people from the neighboring Wind Tribe, cheers erupted from within the tribe’s caves, filling the place with joy. When some of the returning members from the Green Sparrow Tribe boldly expressed their intention to Read more
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 818: The Wind Tribe Chief Who Follows His Heart The moment the person whose face had turned blue from the cold slammed the dirty hide onto the Wind Tribe chief’s head, a chaotic battle erupted within the tribe. Those who had previously feared their Read more
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 817: The First Clash Between Shared and Private Ownership It wasn’t just the old primitive man whose expressions changed dramatically; those from the Wind Tribe who had come forward alongside them were also utterly stunned when they heard the sounds coming from inside. Some Read more