We made you the chief, and now you've become the world's chief?

Chapter 69 The Visible "Rank"

The "bear fang," a symbol that embodies courage, strength, and deterrence, serves as a direct identifier.

This is the best way to establish hierarchical differences among these primitive people whose sensory perception far surpasses their rational understanding.

It also clearly stated the "ranking rules".

Whoever has the most bear teeth, we'll listen to them!

Thus, ranks and rules were born, and the seeds of a hierarchical system were sown.

Although it is only in its nascent stage, it will be able to greatly improve the efficiency of the tribe, as well as the individual's ability to govern.

The situation where Lipa was tasked with leading people to do things, but the Li tribe did not listen to him, resulting in low efficiency, will no longer exist.

With hierarchy comes chain of command, which naturally leads to a significant improvement in collaboration efficiency.

As the rule-maker, Xia Minghao naturally arranged for himself to wear this necklace with 84 bear teeth.

By possessing far more bear teeth than others, primitive people could intuitively perceive the difference between themselves and others.

This concrete comparison is more authoritative than anything else.

Each glance is a tacit acceptance and reinforcement of one's authority.

The concept of "power," which originally only existed in the minds of primitive people, has been clearly and concretely visualized.

There's one more thing that can't be done right now, and that's the equation Xia Minghao hopes to establish in the minds of these primitive people.

That is, through the distribution of the bear teeth just now, the principle of "obeying oneself = having the opportunity to gain a level = gaining more survival resources" has been established.

This cannot be accomplished in one step; it requires continuous "rewards for merit" and the allocation of survival resources so that the people of the Xia tribe can gradually understand it on their own.

It can not only stimulate individual initiative, but also continuously strengthen the absoluteness of one's power.

"The chief's bear teeth should be this many, because the chief taught us how to kill bears so that we could have salt springs."

At this moment, Lipa's loud voice rang out, waking up the Xia tribe members who were still in a daze and surprised by the bear tooth necklace.

"Because of the chief, we are not afraid of anything terrible. We can even kill the bear with a human face and eat our fill."

Someone else added.

Everyone nodded in agreement, reflecting on the differences between their past and present lives.

The fire used to contain only enough food to barely fill their stomachs, and most of the time they would go hungry.

But now they await the cooked bear paws and bear meat in the earthenware pot, along with the salt the chief mentioned.

The taste of salt was irresistible to them.

If it were Liba or anyone else wearing that intimidating bear tooth necklace and saying those words, even if they didn't stand up to object, they would still be unwilling.

But now, they not only accept the chief's words wholeheartedly, but they also desperately want them to be, as this is how they gain a strong sense of security from the chief.

Xia Minghao was naturally very satisfied with the final result of the conference and ordered dinner to be served.

The bear paw in the pot was incredibly fatty, but everyone treated it as a delicacy, eating it with their mouths dripping with oil.

The salt in the pot was so irresistible that everyone couldn't resist it.

After eating and drinking their fill, everyone resumed their joyful dancing.

Ye Zi began playing "Jasmine Flower," the song Xia Minghao had taught her, again using the bone instrument.

The fatigue of migration seemed to have vanished, leaving only the ease and joy of life.

……

On a summer night, insects chirped incessantly, and across the river lay the Da tribe.

Dali followed her father, Damon, into the wise man's cabin.

Besides the two, there was also a strong young man who was even stronger than Liba.

The Da tribe already had a hierarchy, but unlike the Xia tribe, the Da tribe's hierarchy was formed naturally over more than ten years.

It was only a few years ago that it was finally finalized.

The wise man is naturally the highest, responsible for all decisions of the tribe, and the wise man's son, Damon, is the leader of the Damon tribe, in charge of all matters.

The young, burly man next to Damon had joined the Damon tribe several years ago and had given himself the name Wolfskin.

The reason was that he had always wanted to kill a powerful giant wolf and obtain its pelt to wear on himself.

During a hunt, the former hunting captain died in the mouth of a crocodile, and Wolfskin defeated the entire hunting team to become the new hunting team captain.

Upon entering the cabin, Damon did not address his father as "father," but instead continued to refer to him as "the wise man."

"Wise one, tomorrow, will you go? With us?"

The wise man opened his eyes, looked at his son, and nodded.

Damon had been by his father's side for many years and naturally understood, but he still continued to persuade him.

“Wise one, the cave near the river on that mountain of Salt Spring is blocked by a huge rock. To get into the mountain, you have to go a long way.”

"I know."

The wise man responded in the same tone.

“Wise one, chieftain, let me go. I will drive out that tribe and reclaim the salt spring.”

The quiet cabin was interrupted by the wolfskin's rough voice, but there was no response.

If there was anything, it was Dali, standing beside her father, who responded to Wolfskin's recklessness with a look of disgust.

The cabin fell silent again until Dali mustered up her courage and whispered.

“Father, I want to go too. We’ll bring our weapons and surprise and frighten the other tribes.” Dali said, recalling the surprised looks on the faces of other tribes when they joined the Da tribe and saw the exquisite stone tools.

Whenever she thinks about it, Dali feels a surge of pride, which makes her feel comfortable and secure.

Those were all fine stone tools crafted by the Da tribe. They were not only capable of killing crocodiles, but also very beautiful and smooth.

After washing it with water, you can still see your reflection in the weapon.

"Go, fight, it's dangerous."

Damon said in a serious tone.

Upon hearing this, Wolfskin immediately responded.

"I'll protect Dali, she won't be in danger."

Seeing the wolf skin's posture, Dali felt another wave of disgust. She liked wise people, like her grandfather, a wise man.

Or, it must be his own father, with wisdom like Damon's.

But she only felt disgust towards wolf skins.

Upon hearing Wolfskin's words, Damon immediately spoke up.

"You can't protect Dali. Fighting will kill you."

Damon, not wanting his daughter to be in any danger, coldly addressed the wolf-skin.

Wolfskin was momentarily embarrassed and speechless.

At that moment, the wise man's voice rang out again.

"Can't fight..."

Inside the wooden house, the three people looked puzzled upon hearing the wise man's words.

Then the wise man continued.

"They won't fight because their tribes also have intelligent people."

Damon fell into thought, while Daly's eyes lit up instantly upon hearing the wise man's words.

Wolfskin's face darkened; he had always wanted the wise man to say he possessed wisdom, but he had never gotten his wish.

But now, the wise man says that there are wise people in a foreign tribe that has seized the salt spring!

……

“These primitive people are really stupid, especially this Liba.”

Originally, Liba was supposed to fetch water from the salt spring, let it settle, collect the clear water on top, and discard the impurities at the bottom.

After a while, they managed to collect the impurities from the lower layer and pour all the clear salt spring water from the upper layer back into the spring.

Xia Minghao slapped his forehead speechlessly and decided to let the Li clan members dig clay first, and let the Xi clan do the work.

We still need to look at the children who are currently receiving education. Otherwise, as the technology becomes more and more complex in the future, they will need to have some knowledge to contribute.

The clay was easy to dig up; there was a large quantity to begin with, and the distance was short. In addition, the bones from the wolf kills made even more bone hoes.

In a short time, several clay mounds had already been dug out.

The Wa clan has already begun to quickly produce its first batch of pottery. The salt spring mountains are much drier than the forests, and with the addition of leaves, they should be able to produce the first batch of pottery in two or three days.

This new batch of pottery is inscribed with a large number of simplified Chinese characters, which are all commonly used characters, neither complicated nor abstract.

"Chief, Chief!"

Just as they were about to go and check on the degreasing process of the wolf and bear pelts, they heard a sound coming from the cave entrance.

A woman from the Wu clan ran over.

The woman's thighs and arms were bound with tree bark, which Xia Minghao himself had done; it was the most rudimentary form of clothing she had ever worn.

This is to prevent being cut by thorns, vines and bushes on the road while walking.

As for the actual clothes, Xia Minghao wanted to make them as soon as possible, but unfortunately he couldn't find suitable plant fibers, so he could only wait until he found them.

"Chief, we..."

Because the bark is not soft, walking is fine, but running is quite inconvenient, and you can only take small, shuffling steps.

It bounced up and down, especially in the areas not covered by tree bark.

Didn't you just go to fetch water?
Why are you back?

It seems that something important has been discovered.

"Chief, we saw what you said, that's it."

"Which one?"

What did I say? What did I say?
I'm talking about really good stuff. Did they discover something amazing outside?

Upon hearing what the woman from the Wu clan said, Xia Minghao immediately pressed for an answer.

"The one you're talking about, that's..."

The woman from the Wu clan was panting heavily, wanting to speak, but she didn't say anything.

Xia Minghao grew increasingly anxious as he watched, inwardly screaming for help.