I am a Primitive Man Chapter 219 – Covering the wall After tying down the bottom horizontal stick, Han Cheng picked up two 55-centimeter sticks. He joined one end of each stick with the top of the vertical stick already nailed in place while having Lame tie them together with Read more…
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 218 – Dogs that can’t eat bones and crazy earth walls The Shaman, with fewer teeth, slowly gnawed on the chicken wings. The chicken wings cooked with charcoal tasted better than those cooked with ordinary firewood, but the improvement in taste was nowhere near Read more…
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 217 – Dawn Han Cheng originally planned to open the kiln the next day, but it was opened in the afternoon. It wasn’t because he couldn’t wait, but because he noticed through the cracks in the kiln that the firewood inside mainly had turned Read more…
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 216 – Feel like reciting a poem Han Cheng looked at the unearthed, partially burnt wooden sticks with a hint of disappointment. This method, indeed, couldn’t produce charcoal. The sticks that were dug out looked similar to those that were burning and suddenly extinguished Read more…
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 215 – Plant a Divine Child in Spring and Autumn… When the Divine Child walked away after burying these unburned firewood, showing no further interest, Shaman finally couldn’t contain his curiosity and asked Han Cheng about the purpose of this action. At the same Read more…
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 214 – The Unreliable burning of charcoal Hei Wa and the others followed eagerly, not knowing what the Divine Child wanted to do, but because, in such situations, the Divine Child could always perform miracles. The winter here was colder than where Han Cheng Read more…
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 213 – The Thorny Greenbelt “Dong, dong, dong…” After a large pile of sharpened tree stakes had been prepared, the Eldest Senior Brother and others stopped plowing the fields. Each person took a stone and hammered the sharpened wooden stakes into the ground. The Read more…
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 212 – The lazy shaman and the people grinding sticks The sky brightened, and the wild chickens in the chicken coop were clucking. The one with its tail feathers plucked by Han Cheng didn’t care about its appearance anymore, contentedly humming a tune. Most Read more…
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 211 – Innovate based on inheritance After seeing this scene, Han Cheng was surprised, but at the same time, he felt relieved. This should be a cramp for shaman, not a serious illness, but like a toothache; although it’s not a disease when it Read more…
I am a Primitive Man Chapter 210 – Old age has set in, but let’s reminisce about our youthful extravagance. Covered in a thick layer of fur, Han Cheng was awakened by the cold in the middle of the night. He considered lighting the heated bed or adding another fur, Read more…