I Became The Chief of A Primitive Village

As night fell, the Flame Dragon Tribe seemed to be swallowed by darkness, with visibility reduced to almost nothing.

Almost simultaneously, the bonfires within the Tribe were lit, and streaks of orange-red light illuminated the entire Tribe. Warm orange firelight flickered in the Teepees, with sparks occasionally floating out.

*Crackle crackle…* The wood in the bonfires burned vigorously, and the entire Tribe was filled with crackling sounds. This sound, combined with the night calls of beasts and strange insects, complemented each other well. It did not disturb the tranquillity that belonged to the night, but rather enhanced it.

Su Bai was currently inside the Teepee. He had just finished dinner, which was a bowl of instant noodles. He was rubbing his belly contentedly as he muttered with a smile, “If only I had some white rice.”

Since transmigrating until now, he had not eaten rice for a long time. Back on Earth, he could eat it every day. Suddenly not having it was quite unbearable.

[I wonder when the System will give me a bag of rice, or even rice seeds would be good…] Su Bai said, shaking his head with a smile.

Yu Ying paused her work on the linen cloth and asked curiously, “Shaman, what’s the matter? Is there anything you want me to do?”

The fox eared girl had been hearing faint mutterings from him while she was sewing the linen, and was curious of what he had said.

“It’s nothing, I was just thinking about some things.” Su Bai responded. “Is the sewing going smoothly?”

“I’m sewing it according to what you have taught me. There won’t be any problems.” Yu Ying shook her head.

When the fox eared girl first started sewing linen clothes, she was not as fast as people from Earth. It took her about four or five days to sew one piece. However, that in itself was not too bad. The sleeves, collar, etc., all fit Su Bai well. The style of it was similar to the hanfu clothing from Earth (Ancient chinese clothing). Just that it was shorter, and had a more open style to it.

This style was chosen firstly because it was easy to sew, and secondly because it was looser and more comfortable to wear. A vine tied around the waist was enough, making it convenient to put on and take off.

“That’s good. Have you sewn one for yourself?” Su Bai asked. He had noticed that the Animal Hide clothing the fox eared girl was wearing had become too small. The small piece barely fit her upper body, and the fox eared girl had developed quite well, making those small clothes she had on seem tight.

Wearing clothes that are too tight during someone’s growth period was unhealthy and could affect their body. Su Bai had naturally asked the fox eared girl to sew clothes for herself as well.

“I’ve sewn one piece,” Yu Ying said softly.

“Hmm?” Su Bai raised an eyebrow and continued to ask, “Then why haven’t I seen you wear it?”

Yu Ying blinked her pink eyes and said in a soft, cute voice, “I don’t want to wear it out. I’ve never worn clothes made of linen before.”

“It’s okay. We have linen in the Tribe now. I asked you to sew it for you to wear. If you’re reluctant to wear it, then sew another piece and alternate between them.” Su Bai really did not know what to do with this fox eared girl. [Why are girls like this? Reluctant to use the good things unless they have new ones to replace them with…]

“I’ll wear it, I’ll wear it. No need to sew a second one.” Yu Ying immediately refused, shaking her little head continuously.

“Then, change into it when you bathe later. It will be more comfortable to wear,” Su Bai said.

“Okay.” Yu Ying softly responded.

Just as Su Bai was about to drink some water, he suddenly remembered, “Oh right, is Ah’Hua’s linen clothing sewn yet?”

Yu Ying took out another slightly smaller piece of linen clothing from the wooden basin and said with a smile, “It’s already sewn. I’ll give it to her when I go bathe.”

“Good. Tell her to change into it immediately. Linen clothing is always more comfortable than Animal Hide.” Su Bai instructed.

“Okay.” Yu Ying put down the linen clothing.

Just as the two finished their conversation, a shadow suddenly appeared outside the Teepee.

Su Bai’s black eyes immediately looked towards the direction of the shadow and said in a deep voice, “Who’s there?”

“Shaman, it’s me, Cheng Shi. Can I come in?” A boy’s voice sounded from outside the Teepee. He stumbled as he picked himself up from the ground, also picking up the dropped brown fruits. He had been too hasty when landing and had fallen.

“Come in.” Su Bai did not know why he had come back at this time of night. [Hadn’t he left with Shu Feng in the morning?]

Cheng Shi lifted the door flap of the Teepee and entered. He looked excited, with dirt on his face and body, and was holding several fruits in his arms. He was still trying to calm his breathing as he said, “Shaman, we… we found them.”

“Calm down first, there’s no rush. What did you find?” Su Bai saw that he was dirty, with mud on his wings too. It was obvious that he had been too hasty when landing and had taken a tumble.

Cheng Shi put the fruits he was holding on the ground, patted the dirt off his body, swallowed, and said, “Shaman, we found a few scattered people from our Tribe!”

The boy said this in one breath, the joy on his face not diminishing at all.

“Where? How many people?” Su Bai was also a bit excited. Finding people was always good news.

“They are quite a distance from here. It would take most of a day flying, and walking… walking would take a day.” Cheng Shi pondered.

“A day of walking? Then when you left, had they already set out?” Su Bai asked.

Cheng Shi nodded heavily and said, “They sent me back to inform you of this first, and then they will set out too.”

“Excellent. How many people are there?” Su Bai asked expectantly. [If there are over a hundred people, that would be great news.]

“Including Uncle Qing Yan, there are twenty-three people in total.” Cheng Shi reported.

“Twenty-three people?” Su Bai raised an eyebrow. This was a bit different from what he had imagined. He sighed and continued to ask, “Who is Qing Yan?”

“He’s also a Totem Warrior, about the same age as Uncle Cang Shi. He was one of the leaders of the Tribe.” Cheng Shi said with a sense of pride, after all, he had trained under him.

Su Bai turned his black eyes slightly and asked, “How strong is Qing Yan?”

“He’s on par with Uncle Cang Shi and the Chieftain, but now he’s not as strong as the Chieftain.” Cheng Shi scratched the back of his head. After all, Yan Jiao was now a Mid-Stage Totem Warrior.

Su Bai nodded with satisfaction. At this time, having another powerful warrior was always good.

He composed himself and continued to ask, “Among those twenty-three people, how many are Totem Warriors?”

Cheng Shi recalled Qing Yan’ words, held up two fingers, and said, “Only two.”

“That’s good news,” Su Bai said. [Having some is always better than none, and having two more is already a gift that keeps on giving.]

“Oh right, Shaman, this is what Brother Shu Feng asked me to bring for you to see.” Cheng Shi pointed at the brown fruits on the ground.

[noscript][/noscript]