"I divided the day into twenty-four hours, everyone should know this." Wang Wei asked.

Everyone nodded.

"In the past, everyone would work for ten to twelve hours every day based on the severity of the work. However, everyone knows the situation of the tribe recently. The construction of deer rings and insect chambers is urgent. The rest of the tribes will come to exchange pots with us at any time. If we follow the current speed of working, we may miss a lot of things. First, we will definitely miss the time to expand the breeding of big white worms. If we cannot build a new insect chamber, at least 70% of the big white worms will die.

Second, the number of horses chewing grass near the tribe is getting smaller and smaller, and the deer will definitely migrate further away. When the deer no longer returns for the salt water grass every morning, we may miss this deer.

Third, if the other tribes come to exchange and the pottery lid cannot be exchanged for a sufficient number of pottery jars, it will definitely cause a huge blow to the reputation of our tribe. This is a more serious problem than the reproduction of the big white worms, and whether the deer herd can be kept. So..." Wang Wei told his tribe one by one about the difficulties the tribe is currently facing.

However, when talking about the exchange of clay pots, the old woman suddenly stood up.

"Wei, you have done everything else well, but the clay pot is very wrong. Even if I have decided to pass on the next patriarch to you, you cannot send so many clay pots to other tribes without me knowing it. This will not be of any benefit to our tribe!" The old woman said with a stern face.

Wang Wei felt a little headache. The old woman was good at everything. For the sake of the tribe, she could contribute all her strength.

But the only thing that is, it is that it is too protective of food, so that it will be confused by the little profit in front of you and cannot see long-term benefits.

Seeing that Wang Wei didn't speak, the old woman continued, "We don't have enough pottery jars now, so how can we give them to others? We are not close to them, why do you have to be so kind to them?"

In fact, it was not just the old woman, including Wang Zhuang, Cuihua, Baihua, and even Wang Er and others, who didn't understand the meaning of Wang Wei doing this.

Only Wang Meng and Crocodile could barely know some of Wang Wei’s long-term plans, but they didn’t know very clearly.

Under the dim light, the expressions of the people in the room were gloomy and sunny. Wang Wei knew that if he could not give everyone an explanation about the clay pot today, he would definitely not be able to pass this level.

After thinking about it, he spoke, "Wang Meng, Wang Yue, Wang Qingliu and Wang Mao, you guys go out to guard it. Today, no one is allowed to approach this room. You will not come in until I call you."

Wang Meng is the person Wang Wei trusts the most. Yue, Qingliu and Mao are not strictly prohibited. In other words, they have no secrets on their lips and no sense of confidentiality.

So some things cannot be heard by them, not because they are afraid that they will betray the tribe, but because they are worried that they will not speak tightly and leak some news.

With Wang Meng as an example, the three of them were called out to watch the door and there was no grudge in their hearts.

After the person left, Wang Wei pulled down the straw curtains from the doors and windows.

Then he said seriously: "I don't want to reveal half of what I said next. After listening to it today, all of you have to bury it in your heart. No matter at any time in the future, if you tell others these things, you will treat them as betrayal of the tribe. Can you do it?"

Seeing Wang Wei so serious, all the tribe members sitting cross-legged on the ground straightened their bodies.

When everyone expressed their opinions, they would definitely keep their mouths tight, Wang Wei took out a handful of bamboo chopsticks.

He handed a bamboo chopstick to the old woman and said, "Mother, break this chopstick."

The old woman did as she did in confusion and easily broke the chopsticks.

Wang Wei pointed to the broken chopsticks and said, "Did you see that? A chopstick can be easily broken even if it is my mother!"

Then, he took out another chopstick and handed it to Wang Zhuang and said, "Wang Zhuang, break this chopstick!"

Wang Zhuang also took the chopsticks in confusion and tried hard, but failed to break them.

However, just as Wang Wei was about to say something, Wang Zhuang gritted his teeth, his muscles tensed, and he broke a handful of chopsticks.

Wang Wei swallowed his saliva and said in a stiff voice: "Look, if you put together a pair of chopsticks, it will not be so easy to break!"

Wang Meng touched his nose and smiled happily: "Haha, I have a lot of strength. Even if I have more chopsticks, I can break it!"

Wang Zhuang felt chill all over his body as soon as he finished speaking.

Looking at Wang Wei's sinister eyes, he couldn't help but shivered.

An illusion must be an illusion.

It's so good, how could I be missed by Wang Wei?

Wang Wei snorted coldly, then shouted outside the door: "Wang Meng, go and get me a bundle of chopsticks and get more!"

After Wang Meng came in with a bundle of chopsticks, Wang Wei stuffed it into Wang Meng's arms and said, "You broke so many chopsticks at once!"

Wang Zhuang, who was a little nervous, dared not say much, and he used all the strength to pick up the chopsticks and eat breasts.

But there are too many chopsticks and too short. Not to mention that there are so many chopsticks that cannot be broken by human power, even if someone can break them with the strength of them, they cannot hold them up.

Seeing the bundle of chopsticks gradually appearing in Wang Zhuang's hand, Wang Wei was a little scared and hurriedly said, "Okay, you can stop!"

Then, he took the chopsticks from Wang Zhuang's hand with a confused look on his face and said, "Look, one chopstick can be easily broken, and a few chopsticks can be broken with a little force, but a large handful of chopsticks together, even the strongest Wang Zhuang in our tribe cannot break it. What does this mean? It means that there are so many people and great power!"

Looking at the thoughtful expressions of everyone, Wang Wei continued: "We live in this land, but we are not the most powerful beings. When we go out, wolves, dragon hunting groups, lions and even maned dogs can defeat us. On these beast groups, there are also dragons, giant apes, giant rhinestones and other existences that can easily destroy a tribe, and on these monsters, there are ferocious beasts. Even if we have walls, bows and arrows, and such a large family business, it is not safe.

If one day in the future, a ferocious beast passes through our tribe, and I think our tribe is a bit annoying. Do you think we can fight against adult and uninjured ferocious beasts?"

Thinking of the ferocious beast, many people shook their heads and said they could not fight.

Wang Wei nodded and said, "Yes, we can't deal with ferocious beasts. Why? Because we are just a chopstick. Now with a wall and a bow and arrow, we can only fight against wolves and lions. But if we can unite some other tribes and gather them together to build higher walls for us, or even build walls as hard as stones, we can fight against giant apes, dragons and other giant beasts, which is like a chopstick.

If we can gather all the tribes and unite together to build a city wall that is taller than a mountain, thicker than a mountain, and harder than a mountain, we can fight against ferocious beasts, which is the power of a bundle of chopsticks.

You question me why I told the story of my ancestors to the rest of the tribes, why should I admit that the rest of the tribes are also the children of the ancestors, what is flowing in our bodies is the same blood, why should I send them pots, fish cages, and promise to exchange various things with them, now I tell you, my purpose is to gather individual tribes, like chopsticks, and gather them into bundles, so that they can become a consortium centered on our royal family, a consortium that can destroy giant beasts and expel ferocious beasts!”

Wang Wei's words were shocking, and everyone was stunned by Wang Wei's words. There was no sound in the room for a long time.

Just when everyone didn't know what to say, Wang Er suddenly spoke.

"Wei, the walls cannot be as high as mountains, because there are not so high trees, and the soil cannot be as hard as stones. Even if we gather everyone together, we cannot resist the ferocious beasts."

Looking at Wang Er who was talking, Wang Wei sneered: "In winter, we were still worried about food. We still lived under the cliff and endured the cold wind every day. At that time, fish could not be eaten, and we could only eat one meal every day. Each leaf clover is hard-won for the tribe, but what about now?"

Speaking of this, Wang Wei paused and looked at everyone and said, "Now we live in a safe and warm house. How much food should we eat? How many prey are targeted by bows and arrows can escape. The fish were picked up from the inside, cooked into soup, made into dried fish, and the long-leaved grass clover piled up into haystacks. We couldn't use it all. We also raised grass pigs, deer, wolf, wildebeest, and captured so many slaves and burned pottery. The Hehua Festival was completely changed because of the emergence of our tribe. All tribes revolved around our people on the Hehua Festival. They had never taken a bath in their lives. I taught them to take a bath and tie their hair up. Now you say it is impossible, what is impossible?"

Wang Wei's words made many people dizzy. Only then did they realize that their tribe had become so strong without realizing it.

Wang Er said a little aggrievedly: "I'm just telling the truth that the soil cannot be turned into stones. Even if it is burned into pottery, it is still very crisp and can be broken if it falls. How can I build a wall that is harder than a mountain?"

Wang Wei rolled his eyes in anger. This bastard is so hateful. It seems that he has not been educated by poisonous mushrooms yet.

Thinking of this, Wang Wei said: "Then let's make a bet. If I could turn the soil into stones, you would go to raise bees with my mother. This bee is not enough. I have planned to expand the scale long ago, but there are not enough manpower."

After hearing Wang Wei's words, Wang Er felt familiar. He thought for a while and asked, "What if the mud cannot turn into a stone?"

"Don't you have any objections to the many clay pots I have sent out? If I can't turn the soil into stone, then we will use the clay pot first. Give it to you the right to distribute the clay pots. Give it to whoever you want. For those other tribes, we will give it to them when there are too many clay pots in our clay pots!" Wang Wei said firmly.

Wang Er hesitated a little. After thinking about the miracle that Wang Wei brought to the tribe during this period, and his experience of eating poisonous mushrooms last time, he couldn't help but shivered.
Chapter completed!