#1070 - Chapter 1070 Cheng Bang Goes Down the Mountain

In an instant, the controlled dung beetles fought with the other dung beetles, and the scene became chaotic.

The Nata leader took the opportunity to order the warriors to bypass from both flanks and attack the rear of the dung beetle tribe.

As a result, the leader of the dung beetle tribe was inexplicably captured alive.

The Nata leader followed the instructions of the previous leaders and adhered to the principle of sticking to the right path. After capturing all the dung beetle tribesmen, all adult males were beheaded, and the women and children were reduced to slaves.

This method was proposed by the former Nata leader, a principle of the right path oriented towards results.

Although the methods were a bit brutal, the results were good. After the dung beetle tribe was destroyed, they could no longer plunder other tribes.

After the war, the Nata tribe began to learn the dung beetle tribe's method of taming dung beetles, obtaining the first domesticated species.

Dung beetles were incredibly strong, capable of carrying things, serving as transportation, acting as production tools, and even being killed for meat. With the help of this advantageous creature, the Nata tribe's economic level rose to a new level in a very short period.

At the same time, social classes began to show obvious differentiation, and nobles emerged.

Slave owners could gain a lot of income without labor. Driven by this interest, different interest groups began to appear within the Nata tribe.

Where there are interests, there are disputes. The principle of following the right path, summarized by the leaders generation after generation, was on the verge of being unsustainable.

Blue Star Calendar, Nata Era, February 1411.

Within the Nata Alliance, in the northwestern mountainous area.

"Master, the Nata tribe is facing division. Your disciple wants to go down the mountain to help them," a teenager of about fifteen years old requested.

"How do you want to help them?" an oddly-looking old man asked.

This old man was none other than Guiguzi.

"I want to bring the concept of the state to them so that they can reunite," the teenager replied.

"Then do you understand what a state is?" Guiguzi asked.

"Of course, I understand! A state is everyone," the teenager replied.

"Isn't a tribal alliance a 'everyone' too?" Guiguzi asked.

"It's not the same. A tribal alliance is many families. They are not subordinate to each other and do not manage each other. A state is a whole, managed by a king," the teenager replied.

"Then how will you persuade them to accept the concept of the state?" Guiguzi asked.

"Simple, two words: benefit," the teenager replied confidently.

"Alright, you can go and try," Guiguzi nodded.

"Master, can I use your name outside?" the teenager asked.

"Your teacher has no reputation in the world. It makes no difference whether you use it or not," Guiguzi replied.

He didn't say yes, nor did he say no.

But the teenager understood that he had to work hard to prove his master's greatness.

The teenager bid farewell and went down the mountain, giving himself a resounding name: Cheng Bang.

He traveled east for two months and finally arrived at a marginal tribe in the western part of the Nata tribe.

This tribe was not large; adults, children, men, and women, all added together, numbered just over two hundred people.

They lived in dozens of straw stacks built from tree branches and leaves, with each family as a unit.

Their usual work was planting and harvesting crops such as sweet grass around the tribe, and also raising dung beetles.

There was a pottery kiln in the tribe for firing pottery.

However, there were no conditions for refining bronze.

Some of the fired pottery was kept for their own use, and some was sent to the market to sell in exchange for things the tribe needed.

The most exchanged items were coarse salt, pickled shrimp meat, bronze tools, handicrafts, etc.

The tribe still practiced an equal distribution system.

Everyone pooled the food and other valuable things they earned from labor, and then received the amount of food they needed equally.

However, now that the weather was good and there was no shortage of food in the tribe, life was still very good.

The boy wore a gray linen Daoist robe and a bamboo hat. This attire was out of place with everyone else in the tribe.

Therefore, his arrival immediately aroused everyone's curiosity.

The thing they were most puzzled about was:

"Who is this person? What is he wearing?"

Because at this time, the people in the tribe had not yet mastered the craft of making cloth and could not make linen thread and clothing.

It was not that they were not smart, nor that no one in the tribe understood this skill.

The proportion of Nata people who obtained inherited memories was still very high.

The reason why they had not made linen cloth was because at this stage, there were no seed plants on Blue Star, and flax could not grow on the ground.

Without flax, they naturally had no way to use flax to make linen thread.

It was not just this one tribe; many tribes were paying attention to flax, but for hundreds of years, no one had discovered it.