Chapter 2: The Merciless War Without Gunsmoke

  Wang Yang was very conflicted, he didn't want to grow up, after growing up he would have to face the harsh living environment and beasts.

  But he still wants to grow up and bring help to this small collective.

  After all, growing up is an inevitable thing, reality cannot be avoided. Since there's no way to choose where you're born, might as well bravely stick out your chest and face life head-on.

  However, he was still worried that when summer arrived, adults would do some shameless things in public, and Wang Yang would blush on their behalf.

  However, due to their hard work and "cultivation", several small lives were also welcomed in the tribe.

  During this period, Wang Yang persisted in his hardworking spirit of many years, meditating for two hours every day!

  He consistently believes that the people who travel through time and space are all protagonists, and the protagonists must be a bit special. If not flying in the sky or stepping on auspicious clouds, at least they should be able to stand on their fists and walk horses on their arms.

  In simple terms, it means infinite power.

  Ke Wang Yang was disappointed, in two years, he didn't find any special changes in his body, so he gave up on this idea. However, he discovered that people of this era grew very fast, at only two years old, he already had the physique of a four-year-old and could start exercising. So every day, he would do push-ups and sit-ups in the cave to train his chest and waist muscles.

  Pick up a large stone and lift it repeatedly, just like lifting dumbbells, to exercise the arm muscles.

  Constant frog jumps exercise leg muscles.

  And also keep back and forth running, training lateral movement ability, so that oneself is more flexible.

  It has to be said that from a young age, Wang Yang was different. After long-term effective scientific training, two-year-old Wang Yang already had muscle lines and explosive power and endurance far beyond those of his peers.

  This will enable him to better face the harsh environment.

  Time flies quickly, and another year has passed in the blink of an eye.

  This year has been quite calm for this small group, eating and drinking as usual, with a few people passing away.

  There was little mourning and no decent burial, nor were their bodies even searched for.

  However, when it comes to food, there is rarely meat to eat.

  Most of the time they were eating fruits and wild vegetables, Wang Yang was deeply worried about this. In his previous life, he had to choose between fat and lean meat, but now even eating meat had become a problem.

  The amount of meat intake determines the height of growth, having a strong and powerful physique can better survive.

  Wang Yang is in the early stages of development, and nutrition is very important. However, the low productivity of this era, inferior weapons, and the presence of large wild beasts have made it difficult for humans to occupy a higher position in the food chain.

  But wanting to become stronger, having a strong body is not enough. To live better, one needs powerful means, such as excellent hunting tools.

  Now that it had come to the crucial moment of capturing and killing prey, Wang Yang's expression also became serious. The quality of a weapon determines the success rate and efficiency of hunting wild beasts.

  A good weapon can get you more prey.

  It also has stronger defensive power and can withstand the attacks of beasts.

  So, weapons are extremely crucial.

  Of course, bronze, iron, and other metal weapons are out of the question; we'll have to wait over a million years for the emergence of copper smelting technology.

  In this era, the most commonly used were bone and stone tools.

  The possession rate of stone-made weapons reached ninety percent.

  Most of the stone tools are naturally sharp rocks, with conical shapes, flat knife-like shapes, and styles similar to small daggers.

  There are plenty of items, but unfortunately, the most handy daggers and cones are relatively scarce.

  Of course, there are also bone utensils, made from the bones and tusks of large animals, such as cow horns, which are still quite useful.

  Early humans had half of modern human brain capacity and already mastered some grinding techniques at this time.

  So most of the weapons are not picked up, but polished by themselves.

  They would use a stone similar to a hammer to carve out an edge on another stone.

  Or pick up one end of the bone and rub it on the ground, sharpen it, and it becomes a bone spear.

  However, this type of method can hardly produce long-range weapons, so wanting to capture large animals has become a fantasy. Let alone dealing with fierce beasts like tigers, even just wild boars would give everyone a headache.

  Generally speaking, with good luck, you can catch a few more small animals like rabbits and mice.

  Don't be too surprised, it's really a mouse, at this time humans are more professional than cats!

  Moreover, in the Paleolithic era, animals were generally larger, with mice having heads as big as those of cats.

  Wang Yang felt it was necessary for him to do something, such as inventing some tools or making some traps.

  He thought of the simplest thing, a net.

  With a net, you can catch fish in large quantities, set traps for food, and increase your food intake.

  It's just a pity that he has nothing and can't do anything.

  He asked the adults for help, drawing a long rope, wanting them to bring some rattan when they came back, but when they came back, they caught a snake...

  He wanted to make fire, so he gestured for short branches and round logs. As a result, they brought back banana-like fruits and round stones.

  He was speechless, what's the point of giving me these? To learn from monks and beat a wooden fish?

  It's pointless to go on about such things; speaking more would be tears.

  A clever woman cannot cook without rice, great men cannot help themselves, and have no choice but to rely on their own efforts.

  He can no longer bear the days when he has just started to eat meat, and the absorbed nutrients are difficult to maintain high-intensity exercise, which is not conducive to physical development.

  Finally, on a certain day during the daytime, Wang Yang walked out of the cave.

  The adults left the cave early that day. Wang Yang put on two layers of animal hide and walked into the white light at the entrance of the cave.

  It's been a long time since I've seen the light, and suddenly taking a look at it, I really feel that the sunlight is dazzling.

  After adapting for a while, he finally saw clearly where he lived.

  Here is a small canyon, with cliffs on three sides above and to the left and right of the cave entrance, which opens out onto an empty space about the size of two basketball courts.

  There is a small waterfall in the mountain stream, flowing down from above with a gentle gurgling sound, forming a small pool. A small brook flows slowly towards the exit.

  The exit may be only about five meters wide, surrounded by mountains on three sides, easy to defend and difficult to attack, it is a natural shelter that can effectively prevent the attack of wild animals.

  Of course, if you are surrounded by a large group of beasts, it becomes a turtle in an urn.

  In front of the stream is a large area of primeval forest, with tall trees and dense foliage, blocking out most of the sunlight, making the world in the forest dark and mysterious.

  That deep and narrow path seemed like a road leading to hell, the roar of beasts came from it, echoing in the canyon.

  Wang Yang did not dare to leave the valley, and entered the forest. He looked around and saw that on the empty ground grew a clump of green grass. There were no branches or vines, and there was simply no way to make a net.

  What made Wang Yang even more helpless was that there were hardly any fish in the small stream either.

  He gazed at the crystal-clear brook and sighed softly: "When water is too clear, there are no fish; when a person is too humble, he has no enemies."

  Just then, a dozen or so figures slowly emerged from the deep path, and the adults returned.

  They were all in high spirits, dragging a dead wild boar, and continuously making "Woo-woo" cries.

  Wang Yang's eyes lit up slightly, looks like there's meat for dinner today.

  But just as they were in high spirits, something unexpected happened. As the adults had just entered the canyon, seven wolves caught wind of fresh blood and slowly emerged from the forest, blocking the exit with their cold, ferocious eyes.

  They were all huge in size, estimated to be around 140 pounds, 80 cm tall, much taller than Wang Yang's head.

  Wang Yang felt a sense of unease rising in his heart and looked over carefully.

  All I saw was them parting ways at the exit, and a clearly larger wolf emerged.

  It walks with such pride, neither fast nor slow, its snow-white fur paws lifting lightly and falling lightly.

  Eyes filled with indifference, standing in front, coldly gazing at the crowd.

  The adults grasped their stone tools tightly, and more than a dozen people didn't retreat a single step. They split into pairs, brandishing their weapons fiercely, warning the wolf pack not to come any closer.

  That wolf obviously didn't want to cause trouble either. It just calmly looked at the crowd, then looked at the wild boar again, the meaning was very clear: leave the wild boar behind.

  The adults' expressions flashed a hint of unease, warning them with a low hum, refusing to back down one step.

  The two sides were deadlocked like this.

  Never doubt a wolf's intelligence, whether in textbooks or "Animal World", both highly praise the wisdom of wolves.

  However, under normal circumstances, wolves will not attack humans, perhaps because they feel that humans are also very intelligent.

  But everything has an exception, if they can get away with it without exerting themselves, wolves will absolutely not miss the opportunity to snatch food from a tiger's mouth.

  Wang Yang's heart was filled with fear, he couldn't imagine how this stalemate would end, would it be a bloody fight?

  The battle was very unfavorable for them because there were no long weapons and they could only engage in close combat. Once the fight started, even if someone had a numerical advantage, huge casualties would be produced.

  In this era, being wounded and infected means death!

  At this moment, the head wolf stared at Wang Yang, looking into those emotionless eyes, a sense of extreme fear arose from the bottom of his heart, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

  Somehow, Wang Yang understood the meaning of the head wolf. If a fight broke out, it would rush over at absolute speed, kill itself first, and then rush into the cave to kill the other children.

  The developed intelligence of wolves makes their threatening ways diverse, and adults have read them.

  Their speed is no match for wolves. If one or two wolves charge into the den, their cubs will die and they themselves will pay a terrible price.

  For them, the number of people is equal to the probability of survival, and they absolutely do not allow bad things to happen.

  "Sizzling, sizzling~~"

  The coarse blade of the stone knife made a slight scraping sound against the skin, and a quarter of the wild boar was cut off and thrown far away.

  The adults retreated, these wolves were too big, weighed as much as them, and most importantly, the wolves were faster!

  Once engaged in combat, there's only bitter defense left.

  They had obviously been in cahoots with the wolf before and got burned badly.

  The wolf leader grasped a leg of meat in its jaws and gave everyone a final glance before turning around expressionlessly and walking away.

  From start to finish, it did not express any emotions, as if it had long been prepared.

  A gust of cool wind blew over, and Wang Yang shivered, only then realizing that his back was already drenched with cold sweat.

  He watched with a lingering fear as the seven-headed wolf left the valley, and suddenly realized that in this era, the ape-man was nothing, and he himself was also nothing.

  Only those few wolves can't be considered a big deal.

  Wang Yang looked at the forest and felt a chill rising from behind his back.

  In that forest, what kind of animal is in charge, who is the king of this world?

  A strong sense of survival crisis surrounded Wang Yang, he understood that he had to grow up quickly, help the collective become stronger and help himself become stronger.