I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village – Chapter 140, A Bit Bittersweet?
Translator: Silavin Yu Ying looked at the sand in the iron pot and curiously asked, “Shaman, why did we pour the sand in?”
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village
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I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village – Chapter 139, Making Quill Pens
Translator: Silavin Su Bai frowned slightly in thought, his thick eyebrows almost connecting. He took a sip of water and muttered, “This time, they’re the ones proposing cooperation first. We need to maintain the initiative.”
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village – Chapter 138, Already Have a Plan?
Translator: Silavin At noon, the sun hung high, its reflected light too intense to look at directly.
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village – Chapter 137, Intelligence
Translator: Silavin *Crackle, crackle…* Early the next morning, the fire pit in Su Bai’s Teepee was burning. The fox eared girl had lit it early in the morning.
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village – Chapter 136, Blushing Again?
Translator: Silavin “Swamp? Shaman, what’s a swamp?” Cang Shi was hearing this term for the first time.
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village – Chapter 135, Terrifying Man-Eating Ground?
Translator: Silavin *Chirp chirp…* Strange beast calls constantly echoed in the primitive forest, fortunately muffled by the lush trees. Su Bai and his group were in a shaded area, spared from the scorching sun.
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village – Chapter 134, Fishing Debut
Translator: Silavin Following Su Bai’s instructions, Cang Shi had people prepare some worms, wooden blocks that could float on water, and several long fishing rods.
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village
I Became The Chief Of A Primitive Village – Chapter 133, Why Do You Have Strange Things Again?
Translator: Silavin Su Bai brushed his teeth while touching his neck, muttering to himself, “It’s still better to have a pillow.”
