RANOBES

I am a Primitive Man

“The sky was as clear as a wash, the sun radiated over the mountains and forests, and the entire world appeared tranquil, carrying a unique sense of stillness.

Watching a person wearing a sexy tiger-print miniskirt, holding a stick, leading a group of more than ten people shouting as they chased after the leader of a fur-covered rhinoceros, Han Cheng couldn’t help but bring his slightly curled right hand to his slightly open mouth and once again exclaimed, ‘Oh my goodness!’

(No system, no space, no cheating through crossing over, purely original primitive farming, without elements like cultivating immortality, for readers who enjoy a relaxed farming story, please read at ease.)”

Chapter 940: The Female Primitive Who Wants to Farm
28 days ago

Chapter 939: Rice Planting
2 months ago

Chapter 938: The Hunchbacked Primitive: Why Does My Heart Suddenly Hurt?
2 months ago

Chapter 937: Look, the Divine Child is Snacking During Class Again!
2 months ago

Chapter 935: The Domineering Tribe that Cultivates Rice
2 months ago

Chapter 934: The Wise Old Shaman
2 months ago

Chapter 933: The Nesting Tribe
2 months ago

Chapter 932: Cultivating Seedlings
2 months ago

Chapter 931: Telling the Shaman to Go
3 months ago

Chapter 930: Everything Has Changed
3 months ago