The primordial era began with the Upper Cave Man.

This will be a historic moment, a moment to be recorded in the history books of the "Peak Cavemans," and Luo Zudu was somewhat excited about it.

Tie Touwa brought the second captain of the hunting team and excitedly told Luo Zu about their experiences.

"You mean there are thirty-eight people?" After his initial excitement, Luo Zu couldn't help but feel a little doubtful.

The main issue is that there are quite a few people involved.

The previous generation of the "Upper Cave Man" crossed mountains and forests, and in the end, there were less than a hundred people left. Later, they multiplied and survived, and after many trials and tribulations, they finally had the population they have today, 598 people. If two more are added, the population will reach 600.

Luo Zu understood the hardships involved best, because he had accompanied the "Upper Cave Man" step by step, while the origins of these thirty-eight people were unknown.

Their journey must have been arduous, and they likely suffered considerable losses. Initially, their population must have been quite large.

If a social group of only thirty-eight people could survive the perilous prehistoric era, their strength must be considerable.

Luo Zu wasn't worried about being usurped, after all, he had such a large population and everyone supported him, plus his own strength made him unafraid of the challenges from these "barbarians".

His main concern was the cultural issues within this group. Civilization was unlikely to emerge, but the knowledge they possessed, the diseases they might have, and the insights that could challenge the "caveman's" understanding would bring about tremendous changes to the area.

In addition, he suspected that the hunting party might have miscounted the number of people.

"You haven't communicated yet?" Luo Zu asked.

"Not yet." He said loudly, his puffed-out chest proclaiming his pride.

However, this is nothing to be proud of.

Although Luo Zu had instructed them not to act rashly when they encountered humans, they should not take this as gospel, as if obeying Luo Zu's orders would make them heroes.

Luo Zu nodded, and the second team captain puffed out his chest even more.

"Let's go check it out now." Luo Zu was a man of action; now that he had a plan, he couldn't just wait around.

So, led by the captain of the second hunting team, the large group set off.

All members of the second team stepped forward, numbering approximately thirty-two.

When Luo Zu went on his mission, he also carried his iconic "Juque" sword. In case of any emergency, "Juque" would be used to attack and sweep across all directions.

The group was highly skilled and naturally very fast, but they still ran for an hour. The prehistoric world was truly vast.

The hunting range of the "Peak Caveman" has now expanded considerably, reaching a radius of 150 miles. Once the mountains and rivers within this range have been explored, they will expand again, taking a big step towards a region of 200 miles.

"Chief, they're right there," the second team leader pointed ahead.

Suddenly, amidst a sudden burst of light, three "cavemen" were clinging to an old tree, keeping watch ahead.

Ahead lay a small valley, where a group of people were setting up camp.

It's not so much about setting up camp; it's more like using the sky as a blanket and the earth as a mat, simply lying down on the ground to sleep.

Luo Zu saw them at a glance but did not rush forward to disturb them.

Although there were indeed thirty-eight people in the group, and the second team leader had not miscounted, they had bloodstains and wounds on their bodies, and some even had severed limbs. These injuries were all fresh, and fresh blood was still dripping down.

This forced Luo Zu to be cautious and observe the situation first.

Judging from the auras of these people, the one with the most significant fluctuations was the woman who was drinking water by the pond in the valley.

Everyone else's attention was more or less on her, not because she was particularly beautiful, although she was indeed unique in appearance, like a delicate rose on a mountaintop, but she was also filled with rage and savagery, making people not want to possess her, but only want to submit to her...

Look at the tribesmen around him; their eyes are all squinting, their pupils contracting and focusing...on this woman.

"She is my child's child, no, she is my child's mother."

"It's mine too."

"I...I...I..."

A moment later, a lowered voice, but an irrepressible excitement permeated the dense forest.

In the primordial era, no one would say they wanted to be someone's dog; it was simply a matter of you possessing me and me possessing you, with no wariness between men and women.

It's all for the sake of racial reproduction.

Moreover, everyone strives for the best; for example, the women in the tribe have not yet given up on Luo Zu.

As for Luo Zu, he didn't know how to evaluate this woman; he could only say he was deeply shocked.

After all, she has a broad mind, capable of nurturing infants and transforming into armor to protect her from fatal damage. In addition, her muscles, honed through countless trials, and her innate supernatural abilities far exceeding those of ordinary people are all things that Luo Zu admires.

But it's just for appreciation.

Because this woman used force and her body to firmly control the remaining thirty-seven people.

Although there were seven women among these thirty-seven people, they all followed her lead. She was an ambitious and resourceful woman.

"Um..." The captain of the second team suddenly raised his hand.

"What?"

Everyone looked at him, wanting to hear his insightful opinion.

"I saw her first, she's mine." The second team leader also uttered such a pathetic statement.

Luo Zu looked at the clansmen who were about to start arguing, and gave a soft hum, signaling them to stop fighting.

"You guys, she's the clan leader. The two most powerful people should have a thousand babies together," Ironhead said sullenly.

"Isn't that right, clan leader?" Ironhead turned his head and flashed his big white teeth at Luo Zu.

Luo Zu was too lazy to pay attention to these people, since he could already foresee the chaos that would ensue after this woman joined the "Peking Man" tribe.

"Wait a little longer."

Just then, a strange wailing sound came from afar, as if a flock of crows was attacking.

quack quack!

"Here we are! Get ready!" The woman, who had been lying by the pond drinking water, suddenly raised the large bone club that she never let go of.

Others who were licking their wounds and resting also got up from the ground, took out their weapons, held their breath, and were ready to unleash their innate supernatural powers at any time.

Then, suddenly it got dark.

It is accompanied by annoying, noisy bird calls. The sharp cries can pierce eardrums and make people's brains go blank. If you can't react in time, you may be killed.

And who will kill him?

These are the swarms of mosquitoes, each the size of a crow, that are currently hovering above Luo Zu's head.

As for how a mosquito could make a bird's call? This is the primordial wilderness, anything is possible.

If you ask how many mosquitoes are on your head right now, even Luo Zu can't count them all.

Ten thousand? One hundred thousand? Both are possible.

Regardless of the circumstances, Luo Zu and the others could not remain uninvolved at this moment.

Because they too were discovered by this swarm of mosquitoes as big as crows.