This Is My Primitive Tribe-Chapter 493 - 297: Return to the Ancestral Land

Central South Wilderness, Rat Tribe.

"The last one!"

In front of a low hill, Hui Shu held a Bone Spear, with a golden-hued Bronze Knife tucked at his waist, looking at a dirt cave before him, his eyes gleaming with excitement.

A year ago, Hui Shu was still a One-Color Warrior. After a year, he had become a powerful Five-Color Warrior, and the five distinct Warrior Patterns on his face were strikingly noticeable.

All of this was because of Jiang Xuan and the Divine Vine.

A year ago, Hui Shu attempted to steal Jiang Xuan's goods, was caught, and subsequently had a seed left in him by the Vine God, turning him into the first pawn of the Vine Tribe planted in the central region.

Over the year, the seed sprouted and grew, helping Hui Shu transform from a mere One-Color Warrior into a formidable Five-Color Warrior, with a miraculous speed of growth.

Relying on his formidable strength and the aid of the newly-grown Divine Vine, Hui Shu first killed the leader he followed, becoming the new leader, and then led his soldiers of the Rat Tribe to successively annex the forces of other Rat Tribe leaders.

Now, Hui Shu had gathered most of the people of the Rat Tribe, only this last piece remained.

Once this small force was overcome, the Rat Tribe would once again become a complete tribe.

Of course, all of this came at a price.

In today's world, the roots of the Divine Vine had permeated Hui Shu's whole body, and though the vines were usually not visible, they wound around him like tattoos, ready to kill him at any moment.

Moreover, as a person of average talent, becoming a Five-Color Warrior was the peak of his combat strength, and he could go no further.

However, Hui Shu didn't care. As long as the Rat Tribe could be whole again, as long as the tribe could return to their ancestral land, even if he died, he would be content.

After all, it was better than having the Rat Tribe remain fragmented and gradually extinct.

"Charge in!"

Hui Shu raised his Bone Spear, ready to lead the hundreds of Rat Tribe members and countless giant rats behind him to charge in.

"Don't fight, we surrender!"

Just then, a panicked voice emerged from the hole.

Hui Shu, who was about to rush in with his people, halted his steps and looked at the dark dirt cave.

Before long, a flicker of firelight appeared in the cave—a Three-Color Warrior with a Rat Tribe Totem Pattern painted on his face cautiously exited the hole.

This person was the leader of this group of Rat Tribe members. Behind him were dozens of Rat Tribe warriors and several dozen plump giant rats.

"Chang Wei, have you truly surrendered?"

Hui Shu held the Bone Spear, pointing at the Three-Color Warrior named Chang Wei.

"Su... surrendered. From now on, everyone here acknowledges you as the leader."

The people standing behind Chang Wei also nodded vigorously, for Hui Shu commanded a larger force, and in a battle, they would surely lose.

"Great, our Rat Tribe is finally whole again."

After saying these words, Hui Shu's eyes moistened, for he had been waiting for this moment for so very long.

Ever since the fall of the Mouse God, the Rat Tribe had been fragmented and hunted by other tribes, forced to hide underground and struggle for survival.

Now, with the Rat Tribe whole again, he hoped they would no longer be bullied at will nor would they need to continuously hide.

Hui Shu wiped the corners of his eyes and said, "Pack everything up, I'll take you all... back to the ancestral land."

"Back to the ancestral land?"

Chang Wei was stunned, as were all the Rat Tribe warriors.

The time since the Rat Tribe's split wasn't very long, about a dozen years, so many Rat Tribe warriors had grown up in the tribe as children.

Even those born during these years heard from their parents daily about the benefits when the Rat Tribe still existed.

One could say that everyone here had deep feelings or longings for the Rat Tribe's ancestral land.

Now, with Hui Shu telling them they were returning to the ancestral land, everyone felt a sense of disbelief.

"Hui... Hui Shu Leader, is what you said... true?"

Chang Wei was exceedingly excited because he grew up in the tribe as a child.

"Of course, after so many years, it's time for our Rat Tribe to return."

"But, if we go back to the ancestral land, what if other tribes come to encircle us again? Without the Mouse God, we can't withstand it."

Chang Wei's words reflected the concerns of many, and everyone looked at Hui Shu, hoping he would provide a solution.

The fragmentation of the Rat Tribe was due to the encirclement by other tribes, leading to the fall of the Mouse God.

A tribe without a Totem God struggles to survive in this dangerous world.

Various hostile tribes and fierce birds and beasts all could pose catastrophic threats to the tribe.

If there was no Totem God's protection, even if all the Rat Tribe members returned to the ancestral land, could they really live there in peace?

Hui Shu was silent for a moment before saying, "Everyone doesn't need to worry, the Vine God from the Vine Tribe has already agreed to protect our Rat Tribe. With the Vine God, there will be no trouble."

Chang Wei asked again, "Leader, what kind of tribe is the Vine Tribe, I've never heard of it?"

"The Vine Tribe is a powerful major tribe. Everyone doesn't need to ask too many questions; when the time comes, you'll know. Now, everyone follows me back to the ancestral land!"

Hui Shu was unwilling to reveal that the Vine God was within him to the public. While others still had doubts, hearing the Vine Tribe was a major tribe reassured them significantly. So they followed Hui Shu to the Rat Tribe's ancestral land.

Two days later, after a long journey, more than five hundred members of the Rat Tribe finally returned to their ancestral land.

In sight was a verdant forest, but the tall trees were few, and those large trees bore marks of being burnt.

"Here is the ancestral land!"

Hui Shu led the members of the Rat Tribe to the edge of the forest, and everyone's hearts were filled with immense excitement.

This was a place they had been forced away from for a decade or more, Once the Rat Tribe's abode, they were finally back!

The warriors of the Rat Tribe who had once lived here entered the forest, touching this and looking at that, excitedly discussing the things that once were here.

Younger members of the Rat Tribe, who hadn't lived here, curiously observed a place their relatives nostalgically spoke of since their youth.

In the Rat Tribe's ancestral land, remains of walls and ruins were still visible, albeit mostly covered with grass and moss. On some large stones, faded Rat Tribe Totem Patterns were carved.

Hui Shu walked into the center of the forest. On the largest boulder, he touched the now weathered and faded Rat Tribe Totem Pattern and softly said, "We are back..."

Hui Shu pressed his face against the boulder's Totem Pattern, slowly closing his eyes.

In his mind, he seemed to once again see the former prosperous Rat Tribe, with clusters of thatched huts and stone houses, the people of the Rat Tribe skinning beast hides, grinding stone tools, children playing merrily, and plump giant rats lounging in the sun...

Scene after scene played out in Hui Shu's mind, making him feel as though he had returned to that prosperous Rat Tribe.

After a long while, Hui Shu reopened his eyes, seeing once more the ruins, overgrown with weeds and desolate.

Hui Shu wiped the tears from his eyes, then gripped his Bone Spear tightly, rejuvenated, and gathered all the members of the Rat Tribe.

"From today on, we will rebuild the ancestral land. Now, split half to hunt, and the rest to clear weeds, dig caves, and rebuild houses!"

With one command from Hui Shu, all the members of the Rat Tribe immediately started bustling with activity.

Meanwhile, Hui Shu continued to stand by the central boulder, communicating with the Vine God, hoping it would help guard the Rat Tribe.

"Clack, clack, clack..."

Not long after, a vine gradually emerged from Hui Shu's body and rooted next to the boulder. The verdant vine quickly grew, winding around the boulder.

The Vine God agreed to Hui Shu's request to help guard the Rat Tribe.

Of course, the condition was that the Rat Tribe would become a subordinate tribe of the Vine Tribe and remain loyal.

If the Rat Tribe ever harbored other thoughts, then the Vine God could easily eradicate them.

This is the assurance provided by formidable strength!