Chapter 282: The Coming Innovation

Under the protection of his tribesmen, Baifeng finally managed to get a sound sleep. By the time he woke up, it was already dark. The tribesmen should have returned to the tribe, but to avoid disturbing Baifeng, they had waited until now.

When Baifeng stepped out of the tent, there were bonfires everywhere outside. The tribesmen had no complaints; they simply sat in circles around the bonfire teams, eating the food that had been uniformly arranged.

The slaves had even less standing to speak. To be honest, the Baifeng Tribe had already been good enough to them. They wouldn't even be willing to be free members of other tribes. In the Baifeng Tribe, they feared neither cold nor hunger, and furthermore, the Baifeng Tribe's powerful military capability gave them an unparalleled sense of security.

If this scene were from the past, Baifeng would definitely have been very grateful, thinking that the tribesmen respected him enough. But having experienced the previous incident, Baifeng did not know how much of their respect was true and how much was false. Perhaps it was only skin-deep, or perhaps it was only out of fear of his majesty.

Zhu came to find Baifeng with surprise, asking how the Tribal Chief had rested and whether he needed more food, but he did not receive the Tribal Chief's usual smile, only seeing a gloomy face.

"Gather everyone, pack up everything, and return to the tribe, now!"

Zhu was terrified by the Tribal Chief's displeased state and words, but coupled with the Tribal Chief's state of fleeing for his life and the team having suffered many losses, he guessed that the Tribal Chief had encountered some major catastrophe. He dared not ask; this was not something he should ask about. Thus, he very obediently accepted the order and then trotted away to pass the order down.

Afterwards, everyone at the construction site exerted their strength together, taking everything away without leaving a single item behind. Carrying torches, they marched in a grand, imposing procession back toward the tribe.

On the way, Baifeng did not allow anyone to approach him; only the few who had escaped back with him could stand by Baifeng's side with their knives. Given their performance on the way, Baifeng decided to make them his personal guards. Having experienced life and death, they were people who could truly be trusted. As for the others, Baifeng no longer trusted them.

With such a grand procession, no matter what kind of wild beast it was, they all had to retreat. They walked very quickly on the road that had already been leveled and returned to the tribe at a very fast speed.

However, Baifeng did not arrange anything immediately; he just let them return to their respective homes first, saying there was no need to go to the construction site tomorrow, as he had major matters to arrange.

Under the protection of the few, Baifeng returned to his home, and then Baifeng let them go back to rest, hinting with his words that there would be great prospects for them in the future.

The dog kennel at the entrance of the house was being built larger and larger. Except for Changwei and Laifu, all of their silver-colored descendants were taken in by Baifeng to raise himself. Over the years, there were already a dozen or so dogs of various sizes.

It was just that many were not that intelligent; only Changwei, Laifu, and a few others could roughly understand what Baifeng said.

Baifeng squatted down, stroked the heads of Changwei and Laifu, and said to them: "From now on, as long as anyone comes at night, do not let them off under any circumstances. Just bite them boldly."

Perhaps because Changwei and Laifu smelled the scent of other wild beasts on Baifeng, they acted very angrily, growling in their throats. If they hadn't spent every day together, Baifeng would have truly thought they were going to attack him.

They must have truly understood Baifeng's words. They both held their tails high, and after watching Baifeng enter the building, they called over their descendants and began to patrol around the entire building.

For two full nights without news of Baifeng, Sui and Chinv were incomparably nervous because Baifeng had given instructions before leaving that he would return that night, but so much time had passed, and there was not a single bit of news.

The first night was fine; they were not that nervous, as nothing was certain after all. By the second night, they were already so anxious they could not sleep. A woman's sixth sense is very strong, especially the women of this era. Both of them felt that something must have happened to Baifeng.

The two children were not anxious because they hadn't seen their father for two days; after all, sometimes their father would be gone for a long time, and they were already used to it.

Right now, the two of them were sleeping soundly.

This night, Baifeng did not sleep. He just sat on the sofa he had designed, filled with buckwheat hulls and covered with soft lambskin on the outside, holding his two wives in his arms, his eyes watching the children.

Originally, he didn't want to say anything, but his wives asked so anxiously that Baifeng told them the whole process without missing a single detail.

After hearing it, besides lingering fear, there was only anger. Even Sui, who had always been soft-natured, intended to take a knife on the spot to go and hack those traitors.

A violent shout startled the children from their dreams, and both cried out in unison, calling for their father.

Baifeng hurried over, took one in each arm, and gently coaxed them back to sleep. Midway, Yulong even opened his eyes, saw his father, and called out weakly, before being gently coaxed back to sleep by Baifeng again.

After laying the two children down and ensuring they were sleeping soundly, Baifeng returned to the sofa, listening to the two women sobbing in low voices. This was their husband, the Tribal Chief, and it was the closest he had ever been to death. If Baifeng had died, their home would likely have faced a massive change, because they had no ability to support this home or support the entire tribe. It was no longer a matriarchal society; it had transformed into a patriarchal one, and women, in reality, had no authority.

Baifeng did not sleep all night, just sitting there considering future matters, and his two wives did not know when they had fallen asleep.

In the morning, a rooster's crow called Baifeng's thoughts back. The two women also opened their eyes at the first moment, and seeing their husband safe and sound, their hearts felt very settled.

After a night of reflection, Baifeng decided to bring a revolution to the entire tribe—an ideological revolution.

In terms of systems, wealth, and military, the Baifeng Tribe was already at the forefront of the entire world, and ideologically, it was actually ahead of its time, because the concept of "home" had already taken root in the Baifeng Tribe.

Baifeng had once thought that after the tribe began to expand completely and had defeated other tribes, he would then start preparing for the building of a "Kingdom" and the claiming of the title "King." Now, he felt that this matter had to be brought forward, because the title of "Tribal Chief" seemed unable to give human beings enough of a sense of oppression.

This night, what Baifeng thought about was the tribesmen's betrayal of him, which in reality was still a lack of respect for his authority. Therefore, how to conduct mental control over the tribesmen became especially important.

This was not a regression of history; in this era, it was actually a step forward. He wanted to let the world enter a monarchical autocratic society ahead of time, and for the tribesmen—no, they should be "Citizens"—he would impose ideological oppression.

However, in the absence of the concept of a "Monarch" among the tribesmen, turning "Tribal Chief" into "King" was merely changing a title. If he wanted to change things thoroughly, he had to rely on theocracy.

And the best way was to put the divine and the king together, which was the "Heaven Earth Sovereign Kin Teacher" that would be consistently upheld for thousands of years in later generations.