I am a Primitive Man
Chapter 244 – Just as they were feeling pleased, a plane flew across the sky
Han Cheng wanted to go out and take a look. This desire was unprecedentedly strong.
It wasn’t to search for iron ore, copper ore, or other things that were of great use to the Green Sparrow, nor was it to search for hemp, beans, bamboo, and other crops that would further develop the Green Sparrow. As for medicinal herbs, there wasn’t such a strong driving force either.
What indeed drove him to want to go out and see afar was a sudden idea from a few days ago.
The weather was very nice that day, with the winter sun shining down, warming the cold air.
Han Cheng and some people from the Green Sparrow sat against the southern wall, enjoying the gentle warmth of the winter.
Some people were repairing bows and arrows, some women were spinning thread with spinning tops, and some were holding children, babbling hard-to-understand words.
Amid tranquility, Han Cheng enveloped in warmth, began to feel drowsy.
When he opened his eyes in the dazzling sunlight, he saw a group of unidentified birds flapping their wings across the sky.
He wondered what the meat of those birds would taste like.
As he, influenced by primitive thoughts, watched the not-so-small birds, a random thought crossed his mind.
His mind drifted aimlessly from the birds flying by to the planes carrying smoke during military parades and then to various things from the future. He surprisingly found himself missing them.
Humans are strange creatures, never satisfied.
In the past, what Han Cheng wanted most was to escape from the noisy and suffocating environment, to find a place with clear mountains and rivers, to cultivate a few acres of land, raise some chickens and ducks, dig a fish pond, plant some vegetables, read books in his leisure time, fish, and live a leisurely and carefree life.
However, when he had indeed everything he dreamed of, he began to miss the world that had once made him detest it so much.
In his reminiscence, that world unexpectedly began to seem beautiful and desirable.
Indeed, what is lost and cannot be obtained is always the best.
His thoughts drifted like this, circling until they returned to the plane flying above.
Then, a ridiculous idea slowly emerged in his mind.
How nice it would be if the group of birds just now were planes…
Thinking like this, Han Cheng smiled, dismissed his whimsical thoughts, and continued his daydream.
But his leisurely mood quickly disappeared, and he became restless or suspicious.
He moved away from the wall he was leaning on and sat up straight, and his eyes looked very complex.
Because just now, he suddenly thought of a terrifying idea—after he had put in so much effort to absorb the surrounding tribes into the Green Sparrow, and led the people of the Green Sparrow, step by step, to obtain copper, iron, weaving machines… leading everyone towards agricultural civilization, establishing their cities… after all the hard work, as he looked at this scene, reminiscing and looking forward to the future with a hint of satisfaction and nostalgia, suddenly a plane flew overhead…
How can the mood at that time be described as anything less than having ten thousand wild horses galloping through his heart?
The more he thought about it, the more uneasy Han Cheng became. The possibility of such an event was not nonexistent, as primitive people still existed even in his own era.
The image of primitive people shooting arrows at planes left a deep impression on him.
Shortly before he crossed over, Han Cheng also saw the news about a fellow countryman wanting to go to a secluded island to preach to the primitive people inside, only to be strangled to death with a rope by the primitive people who didn’t buy into the national account…
Thinking about this, Han Cheng’s heart became increasingly uneasy. Since he arrived, he had not embarked on any far travels.
As for what he knew about this world, besides being a primitive society, there were a few small tribes besides the Green Sparrow. Further away, there was a tribe called Flying Snakes, which was aggressive.
Apart from this, he didn’t have much understanding of the overall environment.
Who could say for sure if the periphery of this area was fenced off with barbed wire, with a sign erected saying, “Primitive People Protection Zone” or something like “200 RMB per Tour” slogans?
Originally, Han Cheng’s idea was to wait until he grew up a bit more, then take some people away from the tribe for a trip. But with the rise of this ridiculous yet compelling idea, Han Cheng finally became unwilling to wait for even a moment longer.
However, not wanting to wait didn’t mean he didn’t have to wait because it was the cold winter. New snow would fall after the heavy snow had not completely melted. In such weather, it was not suitable to go out.
Although he was eager to verify his thoughts, Han Cheng had to suppress this idea because his life was more important than the verification results.
Making a sled and having the deer pull it to explore the outside world was a good idea, but Han Cheng ultimately vetoed it.
The greatest danger of traveling in such weather was not the possibility of encountering hungry wild beasts but the cold weather itself.
Han Cheng would not choose to travel in winter and explore the unknown world unless necessary.
This was a responsible behavior towards himself and others.
But with such things lingering in his mind, he couldn’t achieve the peace he used to have.
The shaman and the Eldest Senior Brother, among others, noticed his somewhat abnormal state. After discussing it, they decided that the shaman and the Eldest Senior Brother would come to inquire about the Divine Child.
Han Cheng couldn’t tell them about his thoughts, so when they inquired, he could only say that he was fine and just thinking about some things, telling them not to worry about him.
The shaman and the Eldest Senior Brother were not fools, so naturally, they wouldn’t believe he was fine just because of his words.
After all, the Divine Child’s condition was very different from before, and anyone familiar with him could see that the Divine Child was not well.
But since the Divine Child didn’t want to say more, they didn’t dare to ask again after asking twice.
However, their worries did not decrease and only increased over time.
The Eldest Senior Brother and the shaman met again by the rabbit enclosure, still discussing matters concerning the Divine Child.
After a while, they were still at a loss.
Turning their heads, they looked at the Divine Child, sitting by the southern wall, lost in thought. In the direction the Divine Child was facing, the girls from the Cheng, Xiao Mei, and Xiao Li were blowing hard on the ice wind chimes hanging from the eaves.
The crystal-clear ice cubes collided, emitting crisp sounds.
The Eldest Senior Brother’s eyes lit up, suddenly realizing something.
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