Author: Zhuang Shenchen

"Oh my God, what kind of waters are suitable for fishing?"

"What do you think? What's the difference between where we fished two days ago and here?"

"Well...the river there is wider and the water flow is slower. By the way, there are many bugs on the river bank! Oh, I understand, fish prefer to stay in places where the water flow is slow and there is plenty of food!"

"Look, don't you know?"

The owl grinned. He was extremely curious about everything that happened around him. He would ask dozens of similar questions every day. Zhang Tian usually would not answer directly, but would guide him in different ways, slowly.

He himself learned to get the answers through thinking.

Facts have proved that there are not many waters as suitable for fishing as that backwater bay. No wonder the brown bear is willing to risk everything to protect his iron rice bowl.

The further downstream you go, the narrower the river beach becomes. In the end, the river beach disappears completely, and towering cliffs block the way. It is difficult to find a foothold, let alone fishing.

Xiao looked at the towering cliffs ahead and said disappointedly: "It seems we can only go back."

The eldest uncle and the second uncle were also ready to go home. They turned to look at Zhang Tian, ​​only to see him staring at the river beach not far away with a look of shock on his face.

The three of them followed his line of sight and saw a mess of footprints on the narrow river beach that had been stepped on many times!

The owl's eyes lit up and he said happily: "There is a wild beast!"

"What big hooves!"

The eldest uncle and the second uncle exclaimed in surprise, and immediately walked closer and leaned over to observe. They immediately showed the same astonishment as Zhang Tianru.

"Why does this shape look a bit...weird!"

The two uncles were puzzled. They had rich hunting experience. As long as they were animals in the mountains, from red deer, goats, wild boars, wolverines, to weasels, foxes, mink, otters, and even various birds and rats, they could hunt them all.

He knew it very well, but these footprints did not belong to one of the beasts.

Even Owl, who had never hunted before and knew little about beast footprints, was surprised. He found that the size of a single footprint was almost as big as his own foot, and the shape was very similar to a human foot.

He stepped next to the footprints, leaving a footprint. Comparing the two, they looked more alike. The strange thing was that there were wavy lines in the footprints of the other party, and there was also a mark on the heel.

Flower-like marks.

Is it possible that someone carved flowers on the soles of their feet?

Thinking of this, Xiao couldn't help but chuckle.

Zhang Tian couldn't help but smile. The footprints were undoubtedly shoe prints. Judging from the size, they should have been left by a child or a woman.

How come there are shoe prints?!

Primitive people didn't have the habit of wearing shoes. The calluses on the soles of their feet were at least two or three centimeters thick. They didn't feel anything even when running on gravel. At most, they would wrap their feet with a layer of animal skin in cold weather, just to keep them warm.

Not foot protection.

Even if there are tribes that wear shoes, with the technology of this era, they can only make straw sandals, and it is impossible to leave such complicated and exquisite patterns.

Zhang Tian suddenly thought of a very scary possibility.

Perhaps he did not travel back to 10,000 years of prehistory at all, but to a certain primitive tribe in modern times. He knew that there are still some settlements of primitive tribes in certain areas of Africa, America and Oceania.

Maybe when you climb over this cliff, you will see a row of barbed wire fences with a sign hanging on the outside of the barbed wire fence saying a certain intangible cultural reserve.

But he immediately overturned this idea. There were still three bright words "faith value" hanging in front of his eyes. It was obvious that he was now in a game, and the background of the game was thirteen thousand years ago.

The beginning of the Dryas incident.

"Go and take a look!" Zhang Tian made a quick decision, "Put everything here, only bring bows, arrows and stone spears."

"Just the four of us?"

"enough."

The eldest uncle and the second uncle were hesitant, but in the end they couldn't defeat Zhang Tian. Remembering that they had sworn not to give up in any situation in the morning, they mustered up some courage.

The four people put down their fishing rods and bamboo cages and followed the tracks into the forest.

The footprints were very fresh. The mud on the river bank was soft and wet, and a lot of it stuck to the soles of the other party's shoes, leaving a series of clear footprints in the fallen leaves and bushes. The steps were not large, so they probably hadn't gone far yet.

There are uneven water stains next to the footprints, which must have been collected from the river and spilled on the way back.

The other party is acting alone and is most likely alone.

Zhang Tian was confident in his heart and seemed calm and unhurried. On the other hand, his eldest uncle and his second uncle, one holding a bow and the other holding a spear, looked alert, as if they were facing a formidable enemy.

The hunting rookie Owl was a little at a loss and followed the three of them step by step. He quietly held the fruit knife in the folds of his leather skirt and looked around nervously.

The footprints become shallower and shallower, and eventually disappear completely.

But the four of them no longer needed the guidance of their footsteps. The other party was clearly going straight up the mountain, and their route was clear at a glance.

"What's this?"

The uncle who was leading the group stopped in surprise. In front of him lay a rope loop with some animal offal in it, and the other end was tied to a small crooked tree.

"Trap." Zhang Tian said, "Just step over it."

The uncle was surprised. He just learned this vocabulary from Zhang Tian yesterday, but he didn't expect to see it elsewhere today. It seems that there are other tribes who have also received guidance from the sky.

However, this trap was different from the one they dug for bear hunting. He couldn't understand its mechanism and didn't bother to think about it. He followed Zhang Tian's instructions and stepped over it cautiously.

The appearance of the sling trap made Zhang Tian more sure that the other party was a modern man and had certain wild survival abilities.

The rope used to make the sling trap was made of kneaded plant fibers. In terms of craftsmanship, it was not as good as the hemp rope made by the tribe using stone spinning wheels. This shows that the other party probably did not bring the tools for survival in the wild.

The threat level has plummeted.

The trap is set here, and the camp is probably nearby.

Zhang Tian slowed down and was about to search the area when he suddenly heard a sizzling sound, followed by a gurgling boiling sound.

He and his two uncles exchanged looks and immediately moved towards the source of the sound.

Pushing aside the branches and leaves that blocked their view, a simple camp made of broken wood, leaves and hay appeared in front of the four of them.

There was no one in the camp. A fire pit was set up with stones. Steam was rising from the tree tubes next to the fire pit. It seemed that the water was boiled using the stone cooking method. There were a few earthworms, meat worms and worms floating on the water.

Tree roots and grass stems, this must be the other person's lunch.

The diners were nowhere to be seen.

The hearts of the uncle and the second uncle suddenly dropped to their stomachs. They looked at the strength of the camp. The more powerful the tribe, the more luxurious the cave they settled in. Such poor accommodation conditions meant that the other party was doing very badly. They probably made a serious mistake and were expelled.

Tribal savages.

The four of them lurked in the bushes, and the uncle drew his bow and arrow, aiming at the camp.

Such savages who survive alone are a potential risk to the tribe. As long as there is an opportunity, the opponent will not hesitate to kill and rob food, so the tribe's usual approach is to strike preemptively.

Zhang Tian held down his bow and arrow, shook his head at him, and then lowered his voice and said, "I want to live."
Chapter completed!