Chapter 11 The Primitive Man Who Almost Wasn't Spit Out by Biochemical Weapons

Last night, the temperature suddenly turned cold. Even though the witch got up in the middle of the night and found an unknown animal skin and put it on Han Cheng's head, Han Cheng still felt cold.

After waking up in the morning, through the words of the adults, the cheers of the children, and a few white dumplings thrown at the entrance of the cave, Han Cheng knew that it was snowing.

The heavy snow fell, and everything was quiet. In such weather, it was no longer suitable to go hunting.

Because the people of this time are not like the people of later generations, who can fully arm themselves and wrap themselves up airtight.

They are only wrapped in simple animal skins, and they will get frostbite if they stay in the snow for a long time.

Originally thought that during this period of time, the elder brother who led the people in the tribe to continuously collect and store food would take a good rest on such a day, but he didn't want to call people out again just after breakfast.

But the difference is that they didn't take weapons like other stones, but only sticks with sharpened ends.

Han Cheng, who has lived here for almost three months, knows that this is the 'harpoon' of the tribe.

Brother, they are going fishing.

Because the small river is not very far from the cave, the elder brother and the others allowed a lot of children from the seeing snow madness in the cave to go with them.

Because it was all dispatched, their harvest was not small. By noon, they had brought back nearly twenty fish.

Because the weather is too cold, the big brother and the others can't stay in the ice and snow outside the cave, so fishing activities are not like hunting or picking in the past, which can be carried out all day long, but for an hour or two. I have to stop and go back to the cave for a while.

After warming up by the fire, I went out to continue fishing.

It's easy to get sick if it's hot and cold like this, but it seems that they have long been accustomed to it, so Han Cheng has retained this idea.

Since the beginning of falling snow, the food in the cave has begun to change under the arrangement of the elder brother.

Originally, meat was the main food, and fruit was eaten as little as possible.

Now it has become mainly fruit, supplemented by meat.

For this change, Han Cheng can understand.

After all, in the past, the prey was easier to hunt, but not resistant to release, but the current situation just happened to be completely different from before.

Fishing activities stopped completely after about three days.

Han Cheng understood this, after all, it was too cold outside.

After no fish were caught, the cave gate was basically closed all day long.

The cave door will only be opened when it is convenient for someone to go out, or to cook.

At this time, the children who seem to have seen the sun again will be extremely excited.

Han Cheng hadn't lived here before, so he didn't know how long winter would last.

However, judging from the fact that since the snow fell, the people in the tribe have been gnawing snow balls directly for drinking, so the winter must last for a long time.

In winter, the people who stay in the cave do the most thing is to sleep.

First, they don't have much to do without sleeping, and second, their bodies really need a good rest after being busy for so long.

The light in Sanlai Cave is dim, and the atmosphere is really suitable for sleeping.

Finally, sleeping can save energy and reduce some food consumption.

Time seems to be sealed by the ice and snow outside, and the days that are repeated every day make it almost impossible to feel the passage of it.

Han Cheng's condition is getting better and better, and his two arms can already swing to a great extent.

A lot of burnt shells on his body also fell off.

In the first moment when he found that he could barely walk out of the cave, Han Chenggong insisted on walking outside the cave despite Wu's obstruction.

This is not for him to show his personality,

It's really hard to tell.

For the past few months, he has been eating, drinking, and escaping standing up, and he doesn't know how much stuff has accumulated on the burnt shell covering his lower body.

If he didn't take advantage of this opportunity to deal with it quickly, it would be a big shame if the scorched shell on his lower body couldn't hold it anymore!

Everyone in the tribe saw something that was like a tree, but now it would go away by itself, and they all came to see it. Even the second senior brother who was snoring loudly was called by one of his wives.

Looking at this group of people who were not sleeping and rushed outside to stare at him, Han Cheng wanted to cry but had no tears.

Damn!

Didn't I just stretch my crotch?

As for such a big fanfare, did the whole tribe come out to watch the fun?

After a stalemate like this for a while, seeing that everyone still refused to go back, Han Cheng broke his heart, mother! Just watch it!

You don't avoid people in everything you do. How can I be inferior to you as a dignified time traveler from a later life?

Thinking of this, he stretched out his small hand to touch the burnt shell behind his buttocks.

You are not mistaken, it is the little hand. For some reason, after his hand was released from the charred shell, it became like this.

Both hands look like a six or seven-year-old child!

When he first saw this hand, Han Cheng was very frightened, but after confirming that the rest of the hands had also become smaller like the two hands, and did not become out of proportion, he was relieved.

Even things like time travel can happen, so it's not unusual for things like rejuvenation to happen now.

After all, if this matter is calculated carefully, he has made money, and he has earned ten or twenty years in vain!

My god! It stinks!

During the first time when he took off the scorched shell on the back of his buttocks, Han Chengcheng couldn't help cursing in his heart. At this moment, he himself hated himself.

He didn't have the courage to look at the scorched shell, so he threw it away, and then mustered up the courage to uncover the second piece.

At this time, there were noisy and chaotic sounds from the entrance of the cave.

With his back to the cave entrance, Han Cheng turned his head mechanically. When he saw the crowd who were watching him with great interest just now, their expressions all changed, and they covered their mouths and noses and squeezed into the cave.

Seeing this scene, Han Cheng felt secretly refreshed.

Damn, I told you to look at Lao Tzu's bare ass, have you been tricked now?

Hahaha... vomit...

hiss!

Han Cheng was shocked, and couldn't help shivering. Damn, it feels so sour to wipe his butt with snow balls!

While smoking the air conditioner, he cleaned his body with snow balls. Compared with the cold, he couldn't stand his stinking body!

After finally dealing with personal hygiene, Han Cheng, who was almost frozen and lost his intuition, walked mechanically and slowly into the cave step by step.

The moment he appeared at the entrance of the cave, everyone once again covered their noses together and looked at him with panic in their eyes.

It wasn't until he was slapped twice on the head by the witch that he tentatively let go of his nose...

Han Cheng sniffled, damn it, he was disgusted by primitive people. Is it really so stinky?

Stink... stink?