This was a round, flat-bottomed, two-story wooden boat made of a jungle hardwood that was nearly nine meters long as the keel.
The boat was three meters wide and had a draft of one meter. The hull that floated out of the water was also more than three meters high. Due to the reason that it was floating in the underground river, it gave off a feeling that it was far larger than its actual size.
The power of the wooden boat came from the flat cabin sandwiched between the deck and the bottom of the boat. Twenty aborigines entered it and pushed the wooden oars that extended out from the square holes dug on both sides of the boat from both sides, driving the wooden boat to slowly leave the port amidst the cheers of the aborigines on the shore. Then, they lit their torches and began to cruise in the Pavaro Golden River.
On the deck, an aborigine chief with a feather on his head was surrounded by more than ten aborigine warriors who were temporarily acting as sailors. Waving the spear in his hand, he surrounded a wooden pillar with a simple pulley set on the top of a fishing net that was used to save energy to pull up the harvested fish net. Swaggering around, he roared to cater to the cheers of his tribesmen on the shore.
After the aborigine at the helm drove the wooden boat to make a big circle in the river, the aborigine chief finally stopped howling and ordered to cast the net.
For this reason, the temporary sailors transformed into fishermen again. Following the movements that they had practiced for a few days on the shore, they scattered the rough nylon fishing net that originated from Earth onto the river surface. Then, in a flurry, they pulled the thick rope under the wooden pillar and retracted the fishing net.
As the action of retracting the net continued, the wooden boat suddenly began to shake violently. Huge waves began to rise on the originally calm water surface, and the splashing actually extinguished the torch on the fishing boat.
Only the horrifying splashing sound of water and the panicked shouts of the aborigines could be heard on the dark river surface. It gradually reverberated in the empty underground world and finally disappeared without a trace.
"D-Demonic fish really can't be caught by mortals!" Witnessing their compatriots dying in the river, the thousands of aborigines on the shore who were watching shouted in frustration. Those were the former Pavaro tribesmen who saw the huge wooden boat being dragged into the abyss by the big fish in the underground river and could not help but recall the horror in the legend.
"Shut up! The Great Raider has already used his power to suppress the curse of the demonic fish. The failure is also because the wooden boat is too small and caught too many demonic fish!" Tugra, who was by Zhang Lisheng's side, angrily stopped the dejected shouts of the people around him.
However, such a far-fetched reason could not calm the depressed mood of the Tudenan tribesmen on the shore.
Thousands of hunters and hundreds of craftsmen, which was almost a quarter of the tribe's power, were gathered by the underground river to build wooden boats, consuming the stored food that the tribe used to tide through the famine. Of course, it was a futile effort that would naturally cause people to be disappointed. This kind of disappointment was imperceptibly weakening Zhang Lisheng's almost invincible reputation in Tudenan.
However, right at this moment, a snake shadow suddenly leaped out of Zhang Lisheng's body who was standing by the river bank. It fell into the river and swam, transforming into a towering green dragon that was hundreds of meters long. It lifted its body in the underground river and popped its head out.
Under the silent diamond-shaped gaze of the giant dragon, the horrified Tudenan tribesmen heard their Raider slowly saying, "In the ancient civilization, there's a saying that goes, 'Teach a man to fish and you feed him for a lifetime'.
"Demonic fish, Demonic fish" Dragon "Zhang. Sea." Demonic fish. "
As he was speaking, he commanded the wizard gu to stir up waves in the river. Thousands of tons of river water, along with the fish, soared into the air and landed on the distant shore.
After a series of loud "hualala …", the river surged back into the river, leaving behind countless big fish struggling on the riverbank. The lucky ones fell back into the river but most of them could only jump around uselessly.
Pointing at the massive fish on the shore, Zhang Lisheng continued to say, "Tudenan people, my devout believers.
When the tribe only has 30,000 people, I can catch enough fish for the entire tribe to eat in the river once I cast my power. However, what if our tribe expands by ten times or even a hundred times in the future? Who do you think we can rely on to fill the stomachs of the entire tribe? "
In the face of the Raider's question, thousands of Tudenan tribesmen stared at each other speechlessly as they listened to the jaw-dropping loud sound of the big fish slapping their tails on the shore of the underground river.
It was only until Tumulu, the chief craftsman of the tribe, kneeled on the ground and sang while prostrating, "Great Raider, you're granting the Tudenan tribe the skill that will allow them to exist forever in the world.
I praise you, Tudenan's faith that walks on the ground. Your name will take root on this island and become the call of the gods … "
Only then did all of the Tudenan tribesmen on the shore finally snapped back to reality and kneeled on the ground, showing their devout prayers to the majestic figure in front of them. "Great Raider, you're our living faith …"
Looking at the dense mass of aborigines kneeling in the firelight, Zhang Lisheng, who originally treated all of this as a performance, suddenly had an inexplicable surge of emotions in his heart.
He became silent for a while before pointing to the underground river not far away and said loudly, "From today onwards, I'll catch fish in the river every day to maintain the survival of the tribe.
Tugra, gather double the number of warriors and craftsmen in the tribe. Within 15 sunrises and sunsets, the Tudenan fishing boats must turn this river into our fishing ground.
"Yes, Great Raider!" The Tudenan headman kneeled on the ground and said respectfully.
Under the order of the Raider, the aborigine warriors stabbed the big fish on the shore to death with their spears. After bringing them back to the tribe, the tribal headman immediately gathered more Tudenan tribesmen and poured into the dark and damp underground world.
The shipyard gradually became bigger under the repair of the craftsmen. In the repeated failed trials of the aborigine warriors, the fishing boats built became more and more suitable and sturdy.
Finally, after the sun had risen and set for the 14th time, a huge wooden ship that was trial-built using the unique method of one main, two sides and three keels set sail. Under the exhausted and exposed blue veins of the aborigines on the ship, the pulley set on the three wooden pillars connected to the three keels rotated together and slowly pulled up the net that was full of big fish.
As the fish struggled in the net, the wooden ship swayed slowly. The chief aborigine warrior on the deck roared excitedly, "Pull in the rope! I'll go stab those demonic fish to death!" Grabbing the spear that had been thrown away, he leaped and pierced the heads of the big fish in the net one by one.
Not long after, as the number of dead fish in the fishing net increased, the wooden ship stopped shaking and successfully returned to the shore.
With the help of the firelight, all of the Tudenan tribesmen on the shore, regardless of their status, roared in excitement as they looked at the plump catch on the ship. Unlike the other ordinary tribesmen, some of the tribal chiefs' eyes shone even brighter as they roared at the top of their lungs. They could faintly feel that the new era of Tudenan had quietly arrived at this moment!
With a successful example, the big wooden boat that Zhang Lisheng called as the three-keel boat because of its three keels was replicated by the Tudenan craftsmen at a speed of one boat every two days. Not only that, with the construction of the new shipyard, the scene of the Golden River in the underground world being filled with fishing boats in the future could already be predicted.
As batches of fish were transported back to the tribe, Zhang Lisheng's reputation in Tudenan had once again risen to a new height.
"Great Raider, we've caught more than 500 demonic fish and three fishing boats today. Just the harvest of three fishing boats is already equivalent to one-tenth of the entire tribe's hunting ground.
Not only that, as the warriors' fishing skills become more and more proficient, the harvest continues to increase! "In the bark house where the Tudenan tribal book of history was enshrined, Tugra kneeled in front of Zhang Lisheng, who was sitting on the animal skin, and said excitedly," I think the tribe should build a branch outside the cave of the Pavaro Golden River … "
"No, you're wrong, Tugra. Tudenan should not build a branch outside the Pavaro Golden River. Instead, we should migrate to Pavaro!" Zhang Lisheng shook his head and interrupted the Tudenan headman's words before saying in a shocking manner, "I've long felt that this small valley under my feet will inevitably become the shackles that bind Tudenan, but I didn't expect this day to come so soon."
Tugra stared at the Raider in bewilderment and became speechless for a long time. When the buzzing sound in his head finally weakened a little, he stuttered, "M-Great Raider! B-But Tudenan has been living in this valley for hundreds of years, and the tribe is even named after it …"
"You're wrong again, Tugra! It's not the Tudenan tribe that's named after the valley, it's the valley that's named after the Tudenan tribe. By the time Tudenan has migrated to the Pavaro Golden River, the name of that golden river will become the Tudenan Golden River.
Tugra, you should also be able to feel that the golden river has now become the biggest reliance of the tribe's prosperity. We must hold it firmly in our hands.
Alright, go and announce this news. After the migration of Tudenan is completed, I'll leave temporarily. "Zhang Lisheng waved his hand and said in a resolute and irrefutable manner.
"Yes, Great Raider!" Tugra did not dare to continue to argue with Zhang Lisheng. With a dazed expression, he stumbled out of the bark house and announced the news of the tribe's migration to the tribesmen.
To his surprise, after hearing this news, the other Tudenan tribesmen actually accepted it calmly. It was apparent that these aborigines who had joined the tribe for less than a year did not have the same feelings of reluctance to part with the valley under their feet as their headman did. Some of the converts who were originally Pavaro tribesmen even cheered in a low voice.
In the absence of any opposition and no one dared to oppose, the tribe's migration was launched smoothly.
Due to the short stature of the Hellfire tribesmen, it was actually very simple to build a treehouse suitable for them to live in, especially after the tribal craftsmen had obtained a large number of knowledge of geoengineering tools.
More than ten days later, at the original site of the ruins of Pavaro, an indigenous tribe built around the Golden River Cave was slowly born.
When Zhang Lisheng transformed into a towering giant with a height of ten meters and muscles that seemed to be made of metal, and personally carried the Tudenan totem pole to the Golden River Cave to set it up, Tudenan could be considered to have completed its migration.
Coincidentally, on the same day, the catch produced by the Golden River fishery, which had been expanded to four shipyards and more than 20 fishing boats, was just enough to meet the needs of all the tribesmen in the tribe.
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