Bai Chuan didn't know how long he had been swimming in the sea. First, his arms lost strength, then his legs, and finally, his brain lost the ability to think. His entire body lost the ability to think. He drifted with the current and rose and fell with the waves.
After an unknown period of time, Bai Chuan entered a mysterious state. The seawater was clearly imprinted in his mind. He could even 'see' the activity of every single particle of microorganisms in the clear water. His body fell into a state of standstill and entered an automatic hibernation. Every cell in his body was fully active. The breathing on his mouth and nose stopped. The oxygen molecules in the air were directly absorbed by his skin and supplied to his blood and heart. He entered a state of internal breathing. There was another name for this state, which was 'Heaven Man Unity.'
When he woke up again, Bai Chuan realized that he was lying in some animal skin. A fishy smell entered his nose. He sat up abruptly and saw some felt cloth lying across his head and around him. It was obvious that he was in a tent. The tent was covered with animal skin, and the fishy smell came from outside.
"He didn't die." Bai Chuan woke up once again. He did not try to determine where he was like last time. Instead, he rejoiced. A sense of joy spread from the bottom of his heart. He had survived. He had never been so happy before. He was glad for the rest of his life.
"Yes!" Just as Bai Chuan was rejoicing that he had survived, he suddenly felt his nerves stand on end. He turned his head and saw the tent open. An old man walked in with two cups.
"Looks like you've already woken up. You've awakened the dominance of your senses at such a young age. It's rare to see such a promising youth.”The old man looked at Bai Chuan and said with a smile.
"Hello, thank you." Bai Chuan carefully sized up the old man. He was wearing a leather jacket and leather pants. On the hat on his head, there was a deer-like antler accessory. He looked like a tribal leader from some backward place!
"You're welcome!" The old man nodded with a smile and handed a cup to Bai Chuan.
"Thank you so much!" Bai Chuan took the cup and looked inside. It was a brownish-white drink with a fishy smell. It was made from raw milk. After taking a sip, it was salty and fishy. There was also a fragrance of tea. After it flowed down his throat, his entire stomach instantly felt warm and refreshed.
"What a polite child! My name is Awang Renbadanzhu, the priest of the stag tribe. You were picked up from the sea by my people.”The old man laughed.
From Awangrenbadanzhu, Bai Chuan learned that he had been picked up by the sea by the natives. This island was called ü-Tsang, and it was located north of the Goya Kingdom. It had a large plain and was inhabited by several aboriginal tribes. They were famous for their archery skills, and even firearms couldn't compare to them. They were very similar to the nomads in Bai Chuan's original world, who didn't rely on farming and relied solely on grazing to survive.
After learning of his current situation, Bai Chuan immediately wanted to leave this place and return to the small island in the Kingdom of Goa, but he was stopped by Awangrenbadanzhu. He said that unless the high tide was held every four years, ships would not be able to get close to ü-Tsang, or else they would be stranded on the beach and sunburned to death. Because of this, Bai Chuan could only stay on the island. When the high tide came four years later, merchant ships would come and he could borrow their ships to leave.
Bai Chuan felt helpless in this situation, but he had no choice. He could only stay here in peace. He had almost escaped death a few times, making him feel that the outside world was very dangerous.
On ü-Tsang, besides the stag tribe, there were also the falcon tribe, the white wolf tribe, and the black bear tribe. Each tribe had their own specialties and specialties. For example, the stag tribe was good at raising elk and javelins, the falcon tribe was good at raising eagles and riding horses, the white wolf tribe was good at saber techniques and mastiff training, and the black bear tribe was good at wrestling and trapping bears. They revered the totem of the wild beast and used the totem as the tribe's name.
The technology on the island was very backward. Some daily necessities had to be brought in by merchants from outside. In addition, the people on the island were also very resistant to foreign technology, especially firearms. They believed that the use of firearms was a blasphemy against the totem gods. Even if their lives were very poor, they still enjoyed it. They lived by grazing and grazing.
There were not many fights on the island. Even if there were some conflicts, they would not be resolved with knives and spears. The natives were more willing to fight bare-chested. On the island, the biggest enemy was not the tribes that were hostile to each other, but the ferocious beasts that roamed the grasslands. There were also various natural disasters, such as storms and hail. These were the enemies of the natives.
After spending some time together, Bai Chuan learned how to control the bowstring and ride a horse from the natives. He followed them to hunt and improve his martial strength. In return, Bai Chuan used his somewhat lousy medical knowledge to help them treat some injuries. The natives also gave Bai Chuan some small gifts. A newborn sea holly, a ferocious white mastiff, and some small accessories such as bone chains, daggers, and knives.
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