Han Hao didn't say much and sat down cross-legged under the moonlight. He was very familiar with this set of movements. After all, he used this to exercise in his previous life.
Under the moonlight, Han Hao just sat quietly, with his eyes slightly closed, trying to concentrate his thoughts without thinking, closing his five senses, and contemplating a little light in the extreme silence and darkness.
Although Han Hao insisted on meditating for a long time in his previous life, it had no other effect except making his mind more relaxed and calm.
He originally thought that with his overwhelming luck in the past two days, he would be able to gain something different in this ancient world where Taoism manifested itself.
But reality gave him a slap in the face. There was no abnormality or special situation. It was no different from his previous life of meditation.
Han Hao still refused to give up. He sat under the moonlight and tried to relax his body and mind, imagining a little sexual light in his mind, but there was still nothing but darkness in his mind.
He then carefully felt his body, and there was nothing abnormal about it. On the contrary, it made his heart agitated, his breathing became disordered, and he could no longer hold on.
"Huh-" Han Hao took a long breath, slowly opened his eyes, and shook his head with some disappointment, "Forget it, it was expected, how can I take advantage of all the benefits?"
Han Hao did not intend to continue meditating. His mind was already in a state of confusion and it was no longer suitable for him to meditate. He uncrossed his legs and walked to the ground. He put his hands behind his head and stared at the moonlight in the sky in silence.
I don't know how long it took, but when Han Hao opened his eyes again in a daze, there was no trace of the moon through the vent above his head. The sun had not yet fully come out, and the sky was bright.
The tribe members had begun to get up and move around one after another. Han Hao stretched greatly, stood up and walked out of the cave, and took a simple wash in a small mountain stream nearby.
By the time they returned to the cave, almost all the tribesmen had gotten up. Then everyone prayed and danced together, and finally went down the mountain in groups and entered the forest to start a new day's work.
This was not Han Hao's first time entering the forest. Although he was only in his teens, he already had several years of experience in jungle survival. However, now that the memory and soul of his previous life had revived and dominated his body, his view of the jungle had changed. It must be a bit strange.
There are a total of seven to eight hundred people in the tribe. In addition to the old and weak children who are left behind and the people who protect and care for them, there are about 600 people in the entire tribe who hunt and gather.
Because tribal people do not dare to stay out overnight, their activity radius is not large, so hunting and gathering generally need to be coordinated. Therefore, the working people of the entire tribe were divided into eight small teams, and they cooperated in pairs to form four large teams.
The four teams dispersed into the jungle in an arc. Among them, the hunting team is in the front and on the outside, exploring and driving away wild beasts and prey, and at the same time protecting the gathering team.
The gathering team is on the inside, supporting and responding to the actions of the surrounding hunting teams while collecting any edible plants and fruits in the jungle.
The collection team is almost entirely composed of women and the elderly, but this does not mean that they are weak and have no strength. In this era of fighting for life between heaven and earth, those who can survive are often very strong.
Today, the place where the tribe hunts is a small plain between hills. The trees here are not as lush as those on the mountains, but there are many types of broad-leaved and coniferous trees, and most of them are taller. The ferns and weeds on the ground are even more prosperous, and when people get in, they are immediately submerged inside.
Han Hao grabbed a stone spear in one hand and bent down to carefully follow Ning. While observing the movements around him and the sky, he carefully kept a distance from his clan members while taking care of the safety of his younger brothers and sisters not far away.
Because of the danger of the jungle, although tribal children are required to enter the jungle at a young age, their main role in the team is to learn to adapt to jungle life.
"Shan, don't run too far, come closer." Seeing that the mountain was a little far away from him, Han Hao immediately reminded him.
Time passed slowly, and from time to time, the hunting team in front heard the sounds of chasing and roaring to drive away prey. Han Hao and the others were very lucky today, and they had not encountered any accidents so far.
"Shi, you guys come here quickly. There is a fruit forest here." Hearing his mother's cry from in front, Han Hao and the other three hurried over.
This is a fruit forest composed of more than a dozen fruit trees. Each fruit tree is about one meter in diameter. The branches and leaves of its crown are connected into one piece, covering a radius of several hundred meters. The green branches and leaves are fluttering in the wind, and you can occasionally see green leaves. Attractive fruits with red ground.
"Mom, if you pick all these fruits, they will be enough for the tribe to eat for a long time." Han Hao looked at the fruits of this big tree and said happily.
"We shouldn't have to run anymore today." Mother replied to Han Hao while informing the hunting team in front and the nearby tribesmen.
In just a short while, the entire team of tribesmen had gathered. Everyone was very experienced. Some of them were on guard around the area, and some of them went to the trees to pick fruits.
Han Hao was originally assigned to pick fruits, but when he saw the simple transportation tools in the hands of the tribesmen, he said with some disgust: "Mom, with only the current tools, I will definitely not be able to load all the fruits. I will make a backpack." ."
"Why are there so many things!" Ning glared at Han Hao, but she had plenty of time today. Although she didn't know what a backpack was, she didn't object. People who have awakened their bloodline should always have some privileges.
Han Hao was born in a rural area in his previous life. Although he had never knitted a backpack, he had seen others do it, so he knew the general principles and steps.
There was no bamboo nearby, so Han Hao could only use rattan instead. This thing was indispensable in the jungle of any era. After a while, Han Hao found all the rattan he needed, and went to the fruit tree to start making a backpack for the first time in his life, or maybe for the first time in his life.
A simple backpack, Han Hao once looked at others making it seem very simple, but when he did it himself, he realized that this job still requires skills.
However, after repeated trial and error disassembly, Han Hao spent more than an hour and finally made his first backpack in his life. Although the shape does not look very regular, both the structure, function and texture have reached the level of perfection. basic expectations.
Looking at the backpack he made by himself, Han Hao was very satisfied, but a trace of disappointment flashed through his heart. "Didn't it say in the ancient novel that making tools to help the development of the human race has merit? Why didn't I get any response here?"
"Shi, is this the backpack you're talking about?" Ning and several other tribesmen came over and asked. They had been paying attention to Han Hao's movements, and when they saw the prepared backpack, they gathered around him.
"Everyone take some fruit and try it in a bottle to see if it can hold more fruit? Is it more convenient to use?" Han Hao greeted everyone proudly and asked everyone to give it a try.
The effect of the trial is self-evident.
The final result was that after seeing the effect of the baskets, Han Hao, under the urging of his mother and tribesmen, made several more baskets until he had filled all the ripe fruits in the fruit forest.
