This Is My Primitive Tribe

Vine Tribe, on the northwest mountain.

"Chief, these relocated wax trees are growing well. In two years, we should be able to introduce the wax worms."

In the new Wax Tree Forest near the Vine Tribe, Mai Dong looked at the lush hundreds of wax tree saplings, smiling on his face.

After successfully attempting to transplant wax saplings last year, this spring, Jiang Xuan specifically led a group to the Rock Sheep Tribe’s ruins, dug out almost all of the small wax trees, totaling over a hundred.

Except for a few that broke roots during digging and weren’t planted successfully, most wax saplings have been transplanted successfully, and have grown many leaves.

The growth rate of wax trees is very fast. It only takes two years for them to grow significantly taller, and then the wax worms can be introduced.

In this way, the Vine Tribe’s territory can produce insect wax without risking going to the Rock Sheep Tribe’s ruins, and without worrying about insect wax being destroyed or harvested prematurely.

Jiang Xuan stood on a rock, pointing to the surrounding mountains and said, "In the future, we can plant wax trees all over these mountains, and then our insect wax will be endless!"

Listening to Jiang Xuan’s bold words, Mai Dong excitedly said, "I really wish that day would come soon!"

"That day will come, let’s work!"

Jiang Xuan jumped off the rock, full of confidence about the Vine Tribe’s future.