Chapter 113: A Brand New Beginning

Facing Xia's head-on, scathing reprimand, those young people clamoring for "revenge" were instantly struck dumb, one after another shamefully lowering their heads:

How could they not know that "staying alive" was the very thing the elders of the tribe expected of them.

And this matter could be said to be the most difficult thing in the world—

A portion of them perhaps could not swallow this bitterness, but for the majority, they still wished to go to their deaths together with their tribespeople.

Seeing that everyone was speechless, those shedding tears also wiped away the tearstains from the corners of their eyes and looked toward him with determination; Xia began to direct everyone to get moving.

He was already accustomed to such things, so naturally, he was adept at this.

Before long, the group divided into several teams, each scattering to begin acting to rebuild the tribe.

Seeing this, the young man turned around:

The previous commotion was not small at all, and Feng Zi had naturally perceived this early on.

But he merely watched the "farce" before him in silence, neither expressing any opinion nor showing any change in his expression.

Meeting Feng Zi's slightly scrutinizing gaze, Xia said shamefully, "I have let Excellency Cun Xin see a joke; I will certainly strictly restrain everyone and put an end to any recurrence of this."

Regarding this, Feng Zi's heart could actually understand:

Having encountered such a drastic change, everyone's response would not be the same, and this phenomenon was also within expectations.

What's more, there were about three or four hundred people who escaped together, yet the impulsive ones were no more than a few dozen, which was enough to show the reliability of this group.

And Xia's response was also very decisive and effective, truly proving the old chieftain's eye for choosing a successor.

But in this situation, even if he were satisfied in his heart, Feng Zi could not show it.

He only calmly watched the young man before him and said indifferently, "People are not grass or trees; I do not care how you want to make a scene.

"But I hope you can remember that I only promised the old chieftain five years; you had best not fail the old chieftain's painstaking efforts."

His words did not leave any room for doubt, and Xia naturally heard the implication, hurriedly saying:

"Excellency, rest assured, I—we—dare not forget the heavy burden on our shoulders for even a moment!"

Having said this, Xia immediately turned and left, continuing to direct the surviving tribespeople to build the new tribe.

Feng Zi did not like people who only talked; rather than endlessly recounting one's determination, it was better to do every immediate task in a down-to-earth manner.

Coincidentally, Xia was just such a person who preferred to act rather than wag his tongue.

"Hmm, I can actually look forward to the future of this Mu He Tribe," Feng Zi thought to himself, watching the crowd busy and bustling.

One had to admit that even the youngest children understood and were familiar with the things they should do—

Only half a day had passed, and by the time night fell, the prototype of a tribe had taken shape:

There were not many buildings, only a circle of simple wooden walls sufficient to defend against external enemies, and dozens of wooden sheds that could shelter them from the wind and rain.

They looked very crude, but they were already enough to accommodate everyone's daily life, and one could even see the future appearance of this tribe from them.

As the new moon gradually rose, those who stayed behind had already set up a huge bonfire in the center of the tribe.

And those who were patrolling and hunting in the surroundings also returned one after another, bringing back many pieces of prey and catches of fish.

In the cool night, the people of the tribe divided the prey, held roasted meals, and sang and danced by the fire.

To those who knew the truth, this scene was extremely twisted:

In the short span of a single day, a group of survivors who had lost their loved ones and close friends were celebrating today's harvest in the firelight as if nothing had happened.

But in Feng Zi's view, those sorrows and angers were real, and the current joy was also from the heart.

No one would forget that pain buried deep in their hearts, but in this dangerous world, composing oneself and facing the future was the greatest courage and wisdom.

When the second batch of game and fish was roasted, without any organization, some people spontaneously picked up some food and distributed it to the tribespeople on guard and patrol duty.

Xia also picked up some food and walked toward Feng Zi, who had not participated in it:

"Excellency Cun Xin, you have also been busy for the whole day; eat something. If it is not enough, I will go and get some more for you."

Although Feng Zi had appeared to do nothing since noon, the young man understood that this benefactor had been watching the situation around them the entire time.

Just as the other party guessed, Feng Zi took the beast meat and roasted fish and said casually:

"Hmm, there is no danger nearby; you can all have a good rest tonight... and so can I."

Hearing this definitive answer, Xia felt much more at ease and replied with a smile:

"That is good. We have all seen what kind of hard work and painstaking effort you have put in, Excellency; you should also take a rest."

Just as the two were chatting idly, a noisy sound came from the tribe gate not far away.

"What is happening?" Hearing this commotion, Xia was very puzzled and subconsciously walked toward the entrance.

Feng Zi also bit off the last mouthful of roasted fish and followed along.

As expected, those appearing outside the tribe were the arriving Qing Lin and his party.

As for Feng Zi's true body... it had already replaced the Incarnation in the tribe without anyone knowing.

And that Incarnation of his was standing by in a dense forest a little further away.

Seeing this scene, Xia immediately asked, "What is going on? Who are these people...?"

Seeing the two walk over, a guard on duty immediately replied, "Chieftain, Excellency Cun Xin, these people claim to have been invited to come here to rest for a few days.

"But the current situation is truly a bit troublesome, so we asked them to leave, and thus some disputes occurred."

Before Xia could speak, Feng Zi spoke first: "It is fine, let them in."

"This..." Regarding Feng Zi's statement, the people of the Mu He Tribe naturally dared not be negligent, but since Xia had not spoken, they did not know what to do.

Meeting the young man's puzzled gaze, Feng Zi explained frankly:

"They are my friends. I invited them to come here this morning, both to rest for a few days and to help you get through the most difficult first few days."

This morning? How come I did not know?

Regarding this explanation, Xia was subconsciously stunned for a moment:

In the morning, except for crossing the river to send everyone here, the two of them were almost always together, and the young man did not remember when Feng Zi had taken any action to contact the outside world.

But this Excellency Cun Xin clearly had many secrets, and since he had said so, Xia naturally would not doubt it.

Moreover, being able to have more people help the tribe is naturally a great thing, and the other party would certainly not refuse such good intentions.

Therefore, the young man merely nodded slightly, echoing Feng Zi's opinion: "Please invite these guests in."

Seeing the four people walk into the tribe, Xia walked in the lead and said solicitously: "Please follow me, everyone; I will arrange accommodations for you guests—"

"Everything is currently in ruins and waiting to be rebuilt, so the environment is rather simple; I hope you all will not mind."