Eat, eat, eat in the primordial world

When Jiang Yuan arrived at Suizu's place, Ziyi Clan and Youchao Clan were both there. They were holding up a piece of crystal-clear silk cloth, examining it repeatedly with amazement in their eyes.

"Yuan, you've come at the right time. I was just about to look for you. Look, the silk cloth Ziyi Clan made, which you mentioned. It's indeed much better than animal skin and tree leaves."

Upon seeing Jiang Yuan, Sui Zu exclaimed joyfully.

He was so excited. Silk cloth was a wonderful thing. Although it was exceptionally soft to the touch, its texture was comparable to gold and stone.

If it were made into clothing and worn, it would be like adding a protective shield to the human race, effectively resisting harm from the outside world.

Don't tell me that humans are immune to heat and cold and don't need to protect themselves from the cold; that's nonsense. This is the primordial wilderness; could the winds blowing here be ordinary cold winds?

The wind is an innate divine wind, blowing against a person as if they were being slowly sliced ​​to death. The cold is an innate chill, capable of penetrating to the bone marrow and reaching straight to the soul.

The combined power of the two is terrifying. If a human below the Refinement Realm does not find a safe place to hide, he will not only freeze to death instantly, but he will also not be able to leave behind a complete corpse. His body and soul will be shattered in the cold wind.

This is just a normal cold wind; when faced with a severe cold disaster, even celestial beings dare not venture out.

People say that the ancient wilderness was rich in resources, but they forget that the rules of heaven and earth were incomplete at that time, which led to frequent extreme disasters and an extremely harsh living environment, where even celestial beings had to struggle to survive.

Something like the innate cold wind is already the least powerful. Imagine something far more terrifying: a chaotic storm, a magnetic tide, an eruption of an immortal volcano, a falling star…

That could threaten even a Great Luo Golden Immortal!

In the primordial world, there were many small tribes that were simply unlucky enough to encounter these great calamities, and were wiped out without a word, leaving nothing behind.

Humanity is considered lucky; with the protection of the goddess Nuwa, they won't encounter these natural disasters, or even minor calamities.

However, the innate cold wind is not a disaster; it is just the most ordinary wind in winter, which all the ancient races have long been accustomed to and will not be affected at all.

But humans are different. Even this ordinary innate cold wind is too much for the weak humans to withstand; they would freeze to death instantly.

To address this, the three ancestors of the human race devised many methods: Suiren used fire to keep warm, Ziyi used animal clothing to cover their bodies and keep out the cold, and Youchao built houses to resist the cold.

However, these are all temporary solutions, not permanent solutions.

Only with the appearance of silk cloth did the Third Patriarch see hope for a fundamental solution.

Why are other races not afraid of the innate cold wind? It's not just because they are stronger than humans, but more so because they have innate advantages that humans do not possess.

The other races either have hard scales or thick fur and beautiful plumage.

They are distributed all over the body, like a natural protective layer, protecting the body from various injuries and enabling it to adapt to various harsh environments.

These advantages are things that humans do not possess. However, the emergence of silk cloth has made up for this.

When made into clothing and worn, people are like animals with scales, fur, and feathers, with an extra layer of protection on their bodies, which can better resist various harsh environments and climates.

In this way, the survival rate of the human race's descendants would undoubtedly be greatly improved. How could the Ancestor of Fire not be delighted? How could he not be excited?

Humanity is still too weak and cannot adapt to the prehistoric environment, so humanity can only seek change and rely on external forces to improve its situation.

This is why humans are so keen on invention and creation. It's not that humans are the smartest or the most creative, but rather that they are forced by circumstances.

Other races can still thrive without inventing or creating. But if humans don't, they will truly perish.

It is under the pressure of life-or-death crises that so many outstanding individuals have emerged in human history, constantly innovating and greatly promoting the development of the times.

If you put other races in the same situation as humans, this would be the only thing they could do if they didn't want to be wiped out.

Crisis is the greatest driving force!

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"The silk fabric has been made?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuan couldn't help but exclaim with delight. He missed the clothes of later generations so much; the clothes of this era were truly unbearable. Comfort was secondary; the main problem was the shame.

Many of the customs of primitive times were simply not something he, coming from civilized society, could adapt to. When he innovated, he never thought about merit; he was solely focused on advancing the progress of civilization.

He wanted to advance the human race from the primitive era to the civilized era in a short period of time; merit and virtue were just incidental, secondary.

"Look!"

Sui Zu smiled and handed the silk cloth in his hand to Jiang Yuan.

This silk fabric has a crystal-clear appearance, radiating a jade-like luster, and feels exceptionally soft and smooth to the touch.

Jiang Yuan subconsciously squeezed it harder, only to find that his strength, enough to split stone tablets, had not damaged the silk cloth in the slightest.

"This is a wonderful thing. If all the people of our tribe could wear clothes woven from this material, the dangers they would face would undoubtedly be greatly reduced."

Jiang Yuan could only sigh, "As expected of the primordial world, even the most ordinary things become extraordinary here."

Later generations' silk fabrics were just silk fabrics, at most more beautiful and with more styles. But the silk fabrics of the primordial era, from the moment they were made, were magical treasures, able to ward off water and fire, and impervious to swords and spears.

"Silk cloth has been produced, but it is still difficult to popularize it, mainly because the production of silk is too small."

"There is only one kind of silkworm in the vicinity, called the Jade Silkworm, which takes a hundred years to spin its cocoon. Although the silk spun by one silkworm is enough to weave clothes for ten people of our tribe."

"But the Jade Silkworm Clan only numbers around ten thousand. My human race, on the other hand, has far more than ten million members."

Ziyi said with a headache, "Inventing silk cloth is a good thing, but the amount of silk is too small, which makes this good thing somewhat imperfect."

"That is indeed a bit troublesome!" Jiang Yuan frowned and asked, "Is it possible to tame the Jade Silkworm Clan and raise them artificially?"

"If we intervene, we can let them live freely. In this way, the amount of silk produced will increase dramatically, which can satisfy some of the needs of the entire tribe, even if it cannot meet all of them."

To obtain enough silk, artificial silkworm rearing is essential. Otherwise, relying solely on extracting silk from wild silkworms would not be enough, even if all of them were caught.

"I'm afraid that won't work. Jade silkworms aren't ferocious beasts; they're spiritual beasts, possessing intelligence no less than ours. Let alone taming them, even getting silk from them would require bartering."

Ziyi shook his head and explained the situation of the Jade Silkworm Clan: they were neither aliens nor ferocious beasts, but a highly intelligent race.

In that case, many methods can no longer be used against them.

"Aren't there any silkworms that lack intelligence?"

Jiang Yuan was stunned; he hadn't expected this. Indeed, he hadn't thought things through properly, assuming that even if there were differences between the silkworms of today and those of later generations, they wouldn't be significant.

Unexpectedly, they gained wisdom.