The obscene demon of primitive society

I have been working as a cleaner at the National Museum of China for three years. My work attitude can be described as conscientious and hard-working. I have been rated as an advanced producer, model worker, and one of the top ten outstanding youths in the country for many years. This is the only thing I have not been rated. Before telling this story, I need to introduce the security work of the National Museum: in most cases, valuable cultural relics are jointly escorted by special police and public security. After arriving at the destination, the special police are responsible for peripheral security, and representatives from public security and insurance companies, Together with the director of the museum's security department, they will send the cultural relics to an underground vault for sealing, embalming and other post-processing. However, on the day that the story happened... About two o'clock in the morning, the dazzling light flashing through the glass woke me up from a dazed semi-sleep state - I worked hard during the National Day holiday and always had trouble sleeping. Through the window, I saw a convoy of vehicles parked at the entrance of the museum. At the head was a car of heavily armed SWAT team members wearing bulletproof vests and hoods. They quickly jumped out of the truck and immediately occupied the favorable terrain and commanding heights, setting up Machine guns and mortars. This scene scared me. I thought the national army was coming. It was all exaggerated. Immediately, a group of people wearing black suits, black Motorola headsets, and Lei Peng sunglasses on their foreheads got out of the bulletproof car and quickly entered the museum to clear the place. If I'm not mistaken, judging from their equipment, they should be members of the National Security Agency's emergency response team. Immediately, the curator of the museum came out and took the box covered with red silk from the hands of a SMall leader. This was never the case for the curator to personally hand over cultural relics. Even the corpse of the Loulan woman who was originally escorted, the skull fossil of the Peking Man, etc. This has happened. From this you can see how important the treasures escorted this time are. However, the mystery that has been gathering in my heart for a long time finally got a clue today. It started two years ago: one day in late spring, after closing, I went to the director’s Office to clean up, and accidentally... I saw a document with the word 'confidential' printed on it stacked on his desk. The content printed on it shocked not only me, but also the whole world later: A group of archaeological teams composed of archaeologists and paleoanthropologists accidentally entered the ancient "cao" character located in Shaanxi. After carbon 14 detection, scientists were shocked - this word was actually written 100,000 years ago! Immediately, the entire scientific community in the world also exploded. Scientists and pseudo-scientists from all over the world came up with their own academic papers and launched a heated discussion that lasted for two years: Some said that this discovery was enough to advance the history of the Chinese invention of Chinese characters. One hundred thousand years! China may be the first country in the world to invent writing! of course, there are also scientists who hold a calm and conservative attitude. They believe that this is just the result of natural weathering. This year's Nobel Prize finally fell into the hands of the Chinese. The title of the academic paper published by this scientist is as follows - "On the sexual Worship of Ancient Chinese Humans": He emphasized in the paper: A deep cave, a writing on the wall The word 'fuck' on it, and the red color painted on it (DNA testing proved it to be human blood), not by chance. He was able to explain the problem of sex worship in ancient China, and then he talked about a bunch of topics inappropriate for children... The document concluded with an emphasis: After the cave is cleaned, the text will be completely cut from the wall. and handed over to the National Museum for storage. At this point, I think I should clarify my true identity to everyone. In fact, I am not an ordinary cleaner who only earns 300 yuan a month and is ordered around. My true identity is a senior thief and martial arts instructor of the International association of Thieves - referred to as the National association of Junior High School students (English abbreviation 'GXX'). This time I risked my life to lurk in the National Museum, and my purpose was to steal Take out this piece of stone with the word "Cao" printed on it and sell it to get money to support your Family. It takes three years to forge a sword, and the action begins tomorrow night! Over the past three years, I have become very familiar with the security work of the National Museum. Like most of these seemingly solemn state institutions, the National Museum is also a department that is tight on the outside but loose on the inside and overstaffed. Breaking through the blockade is easy for me. My action started on time at twelve o'clock the next night: first, I used the electric remote control switch to open the two bottles of ether gas that had been placed in the automatic fire extinguisher on the ceiling of the TV monitoring room. I held my watch and waited for five seconds. All the personnel were unconscious. Immediately afterwards, I started the circuit breaker installed on the main cable of the museum. Two seconds later, the main line was cut off, and then the backup power supply in the museum was started. But my goal has been achieved. Due to a flaw in the museum's original design, the TV monitor was not connected to the backup power supply, which means that once the main power supply is cut off, the monitor will fail. Opening the three-meter-thick, ten-ton vault door was not difficult for a professional thief, but it took some time. I took out the tools from the backpack on my back and started messing with it - as for how I did it, I can't tell you anymore, because it involves industry secrets - anyway, it will be solved in an hour. There was a strong SMell of formalin in the vault. On the left side, against the wall, there was a crystal coffin. Inside, there lay a body of a woman who was said to have once been so beautiful that she was unearthed in Ili, Xinjiang. , although I had no clothes on, I had no interest in it, so I went straight to the brocade box covered with red silk in front of me. When I opened the box with trembling hands, I suddenly discovered that there was another box inside. Damn it, I kept opening it. Finally, I saw the one that had been haunting me for two years, written in vigorous and clumsy writing. The bright red word 'fuck' carved on the stone is really spectacular! What idiot said this was 'the result of natural weathering'? Can natural weathering produce such beautiful writings that are enough to anger Wang Xizhi to death and make Yan Zhenqing cry in shame? ! It's so fucking tasteless! Just when I was secretly proud, my index finger was accidentally scratched by the sharp edge of the rock, and blood immediately poured out, 'Tough luck! ’ I cursed, then put my finger in my mouth and sucked it. When I was about to put the stone into my bag and prepare to leave, the blood in the wound seemed to be attracted by something., sprayed on the stone with a 'swish', and then a miracle happened: I saw a bright spot appeared in the middle of the word 'fuck', and then the bright spot became bigger and bigger, until the whole stone was hidden in the light. , and finally, suddenly, the whole room was filled with this bright light. The intense light made me dizzy, and then I didn’t know anything... (2) Finally, I woke up from the coma, and I was still a little numb after rubbing it. I looked around with painful eyes: I found myself in a primeval forest. Tall redwood trees stood around me, vines and ferns surrounded me, and the moist air revealed a SMell of decayed plants. SMell, when the sunlight shines into the forest through the thick canopy, it is already too weak to be worth mentioning. Just when I was shocked and overwhelmed, a burst of fierce footsteps came towards me quickly accompanied by screams. Out of the instinct of a professional thief, I bowed my body and hid myself among the thick horseshoe ferns...what? ? ! Savage? ! Isn't it? I saw two bare-butt men and women running over. The man in front looked like he was panicking. His skinny body was covered with scars. The woman chasing him was tall and strong, with a ferocious face. She swung her big breasts left and right as she ran. It seemed as if it was about to fly out. While running, the naked little man suddenly stumbled and fell to the ground. The naked woman quickly caught up with him and beat the man violently, mumbling something. The man was beaten so hard. Just cry. The naked woman had almost vented her anger, so she started to stroke the man's little Dick. After a long time of effort, she straightened it out, then sat down and started fucking him. It was my first time to watch someone else do it, and the strong contrast in gender was really exciting. While I was enjoying watching it, the woman suddenly stood up and looked towards me - was she discovered? When this thought flashed through his mind, his cock wilted in fear. Sure enough, she suddenly showed a fierce look in her eyes and strode over with her canine teeth bared. I had no choice but to stand up in embarrassment, rubbing my hands and preparing to be scolded. Who knew that without saying a word, she picked up a branch as thick as an arm on the ground and swung it towards me... I mentioned in the last episode that I am not the kind of thief who cuts bags in the bus in the vegetable market, let alone A reckless thief who kills people and sells goods - his level is too low. I am a senior thief and martial arts coach of the 'International association of Thieves' - referred to as the 'National association of Thieves' (English abbreviation 'GXX')! In our line of work, if we don’t have any skills at hand, our life will be in danger at any time, so at this extremely critical moment, I used the method of splitting muscles and bones in Chinese Kung Fu: first, I quickly dodged the fierce blow, Then I took out her Vagina with my left hand and grabbed my breasts with my right hand, and delivered them one after another. The naked woman stumbled backwards and fell down. Then I stepped into the palace and entered the Hongmen Gate. I supported her arm and twisted it. I heard a "click"—— Her arm was dislocated. The naked woman screamed and fell to the ground, rolling on the ground in pain. Taking advantage of this moment, the naked little man got up from the ground and limped away. After a while, the woman seemed to have exhausted her strength and stopped struggling, but started to moan. I am a kind-hearted person, most of allA woman shouldn't be like this, and she's still a naked woman. So I wiped off the wetness on my hands and walked over, leaned over and said to her: 'I will help you connect your arm, but you are not allowed to be presumptuous. ’ I don’t know if she really understood or pretended to understand. She raised her tear-filled eyes and looked at me helplessly and nodded. After attaching her arms, I touched her breasts. They were firm and plump, just the way I like them. It can also be seen from this that she is a woman who often participates in manual labor. After lying on the ground to rest for a while, she stood up, whispered something to me with pleading eyes and tone, then turned around and took two steps to look back at me. 'Do you want me to follow her? ’ I also took two steps forward. She seemed very satisfied and ignored me. The two of us walked deeper into the forest. of course, I was still wary, so I quietly opened my backpack, took out my beloved large-caliber Colt revolver and put it in my sleeve. There is an open space in the dense forest. The trees and various plants have been cut down and arranged neatly around it, forming a fairly neat camp. The bare woman walked into the SMall hut in the middle of the camp. When she came out, she had a spear pointed with a fallen stone and a SMall bag woven from thatch. Everyone, writing this, I think it is no longer necessary to hide my true experience. If anyone in the real society has a private secret, he can often put himself in a corner and feel complacent and self-pity, and leave this civilization alone. After society, these so-called secrets have become insignificant - if there is no one around, the secret cannot be called a secret. Before becoming a professional thief, I studied paleoanthropology at Oxford university. I later graduated with a PhD and served as a visiting professor at the Institute of Paleoanthropology at Oxford university. This is why I am particularly interested in cultural relics and went undercover at the National Museum. At the same time, I relied on my own identity and the Chinese people's innate talent of "going through the back door" to learn without a Teacher, and won a place for the subject of archeology in the Nobel Prize. Historical records show that 100,000 years ago, human society was in the late Paleolithic Age. During this period, ancient humans were active in activities, and their physical characteristics were basically close to those of modern humans, but their brain capacity was slightly SMaller. In terms of tool use, they still mainly use stone tools, and they have learned to use fire. Primitive witchcraft appeared, but animal blood or flesh and bones were generally used as the main props for witchcraft or sacrificial activities, which we call "gu". Human blood was rarely used. According to a paper published by my mentor, the British scientist Mohammed Afanti, in the American Journal of Science: Some ancient human groups in the Upper Paleolithic believed that human blood possessed extraordinary magical powers and SMeared it on sacrificial objects. It can have the power of communication between humans and gods. His arguments were diSMissed as "nonsense" by his colleagues, and he ultimately missed out on the Nobel Prize in Archeology. So now you should understand how I flew across time and space and returned to the ancient times - although it is a big lie, I can justify it and you can't do anything to me. The person who said, you said earlier that the word "fuck" was found in the Yellow River Basin. As we all know, the gas in the Yellow River Basin isThe climate is dry and there is little precipitation. How can plants such as sequoias and ferns that you mentioned only exist in the tropics and subtropics appear? You only know one thing but not the other. One hundred thousand years ago, the earth was in an ice age. Although the temperature dropped and rainfall decreased with each ice age, between the two ice ages, the earth’s temperature was The significant increase is accompanied by increased rainfall, and at the same time, moisture-loving plants grow luxuriantly. The archaeological community has already proven this. Following this woman out of the camp, we continued to shuttle through the dense forest. From time to time, she turned back and spoke to me, and often pointed at the ground. I found that the places she pointed at were traps for trapping animals, so I jumped over them - it seemed that she didn't mean to hurt me. At this time, the SMugness peculiar to modern people flooded into my mind again, ‘Are you attracted by my beauty? ’ I thought, and then I straightened my hair. It can be heard from her pronunciation that her language is still mainly monosyllabic, which is also one of the main features that distinguishes primitive human language from modern language. But it also deepened the panic in my heart, what a word 'fuck'! It seems that I have really flown through time and space. After walking out of the dense forest, a primitive village appeared in front of me. What was strange was that the fences around the village were not made of branches and thatch, but of bones—a large number of animal bones and a SMall amount of human bones. The whole tribe came out to greet us. There were men and women, old and young, all naked. All kinds of breasts of different shapes were dangling in front of my eyes, including papaya breasts, bag breasts... women. Most of them are tall and strong, but the men are all sharp-mouthed and wretched in appearance. And their expressions when they saw me were also very different. The women were excited, eager to try, and looked like they were in heat; while the men had jealous faces and sinister eyes. I secretly reminded myself: Be careful, damn primitive people are not easy to mess with. The busty woman who brought me here seemed to be their leader. She led me to a high platform in the village and asked me to sit on a woven rattan chair. The chair was covered with wolf skin, which was very soft and comfortable. Then, she stood in front of me and started lecturing the whole village. She didn't know what to say. The audience looked pious and nodded from time to time. After the lecture, she handed me the spear she carried with her and crawled at my feet... Oh? Do you want me to be their leader? I feel ashamed of myself, so I quickly declined. Primitive people are primitive people after all, and they can be simple-hearted. When I refused, the woman immediately became anxious and wanted to stab herself with a spear. I grabbed it and shouted at her: "Don't be impulsive. What are you doing?" What to do. ’ By this time the spear was in my hand, and the woman jumped up happily. She walked down the platform and cheered with the whole village - I became their leader... (3) That night, in the middle of the village, a grand bonfire party was held. The program of the party was very exciting - better than others mom’s Spring Festival party was also wonderful. In the first program, a woman who seemed to have just given birth stepped onto the podium surrounded by everyone - that is me.The high platform I was sitting on held up a pair of big breasts filled with milk in front of me. I was a little overwhelmed and looked around for their former village chief. So the big-breasted woman who gave me the position of leader walked over to me with a SMile and stood beside me. She was talking to me and giving a demonstration. She lowered her head and took a nipple in her mouth and sucked it, making a sizzling sound. I was so happy that I almost fainted. I quickly imitated her and bit the other nipple, but it didn’t taste good at all. It was so fishy and SMelly. I spat it out on the ground and started retching. The vomiting didn't matter, the singing and dancing villagers were all shocked, and the woman who donated the milk was even more beautiful, and she sat on the ground as soon as she vomited. My old friend looked at her expressionlessly, then pulled out a stone knife from behind with a 'swish' sound, raised his hand to chop, and I quickly flicked the stone knife away. ‘What are you doing! Are you crazy! ’ Seeing the angry look on my face, she was also frightened, and she knelt down in front of me again and started sobbing. I quickly helped her up, touching her breasts and trying to persuade her. Only then did she turn from sadness to joy, and drove the girl offering her milk off the stage, and at the same time called on the villagers to continue dancing. While I was chewing on the roasted venison leg, I was devouring it. The second program began: a little girl in her Teens, who had just begun to grow, stepped onto the podium with her swollen breasts and swaying her buttocks. She first grabbed my pants, then squatted at my feet with a blank look on her face, staring at my crotch. I immediately understood her intention. I was flattered and at a loss. I thought, right? Do it as soon as you come up? And in front of so many people? You have to have a meal to get to know each other first. Everyone, I am not a casual man. Even in modern society, I am a relatively self-sufficient person. Although due to social needs, I visited nightclubs, saunas and other pornographic places, the most I could do was touch the girls' breasts. I despised those old bastards who used public funds to spend their days and nights. I wanted to refuse, but I didn’t know how to say it. In desperation, I handed her the venison in my hand and said, ‘Do you want it? Take it and eat it. ’ I didn’t expect this trick to be really effective. She took the meat and jumped down happily. For a long time, I always wondered if I was being amorous at that time. Maybe they just wanted a piece of meat? well! Modern people’s thoughts are so complicated! As the party scene became more and more lively, the villagers' eyes began to blur. I found that some of them were openly having sex in the square. Then, more and more piston players came, and even the former village chief fell on a little man... It was really eye-opening. My Vagina became harder and harder, and I began to subconsciously look for the little girl just now, but I couldn't find it. I had no choice but to walk off the podium alone, hide behind a tree and eat myself. That night, the busty woman arranged for me to stay in a cave. After I had eaten and drank enough and ejaculated, I fell asleep peacefully with a wolf skin on my head and a deer skin on my head. Before telling the rest of the story, I have to talk about what happened between me and this big-breasted woman. of course, this is what readers will love to hear. I mentioned earlier that the language of primitive peopleMainly monosyllabic, just like today's Japanese. However, when it comes to expressing expressions and communicating with each other, the function of original language is not as important and complex as modern language. Many SMall-scale collaborations mainly rely on body movements or mutual understanding. Therefore, after I gradually became familiar with the environment, I began to pay attention to learning their language and taught busty women to learn Chinese. The primitive people in the Late Paleolithic had SMaller brains and thicker skull walls than modern people, so I think she was really stupid. Just the three words "Vagina", "penis" and "sexual intercourse" are enough to teach her. She has not learned it for more than half a month. At that time, I thought the situation was very serious: if she did not master these three words in time, it would be impossible to carry out future work. So I changed my method. I pointed to my Dick and said to her: ‘This is called Fenfen. ’ Then he picked at her Vagina and said, ‘This is called Xiangxiang. ’ Then he pushed her to the ground, poked her into the incense, and said to her: ‘This is called fucking! ’ It worked, and she learned it within an hour. From then on, she pestered me all day long for my ‘points’. However, because the verb "fuck" is relatively abstract, she has not mastered it very well. For example, she often reverses "fenfenfuxiangxiang" and says "xiangxiangfufenfen". ’ It makes me very embarrassed. So I dedicated a day to explain to her the use of the word ‘fuck’. First, I used branches dipped in mud to write the word "fuck" on the stone wall in a very large size, and then taught her to read: "Fuck!" ’ She read loudly: ‘Fuck! ’ I continued: ‘I’ll fuck you! ’ She also read: ‘I’ll fuck you! ’ I tapped her head with the pointer, which was the branch in my hand, and said, ‘No, no, you should say “fuck me.” ’ She didn’t know why I hit her, and looked at me aggrievedly. I touched her breasts to comfort her, and emphasized loudly: ‘You should say “fuck me”! ’ She whispered ‘fuck me’. I was very happy and touched her breasts again to show encouragement... Although she barely mastered the use of the word "fuck", she still lacked in learning and applying it. For example, one night when I was sleeping, I was suddenly bitten by a big mosquito and woke up. So I opened my eyes and cursed, ‘Fuck! ’ She immediately rushed over and pressed on me... Damn it, it seems that this woman is not a good match for me. When I learned the word ‘fuck’, I was self-taught. Her name is ‘Tula’, which in their language means ‘leader’ or ‘leader with javelin’. Tula has a high prestige among the people, not only because she is strict and fierce, but also very fair when distributing prey. She always takes the least or the worst meat and leaves the good ones for everyone. The well-dressed and dignified Chinese people of ancient and modern times like to worm their way into the ranks of cadres, just to seize more resources and wealth that do not belong to them, and they also euphemistically call it: "system reform, internal reorganization, according to work" Distribution...'Reorganize your motherfucker! Reorganize! Not as good as the original ones! The more I think about it, the angrier I get. But Tula's shortcomings are as clear as her advantages: such as promiscuity and indiscriminate killing. When she gets interested, she will do it to any male villager she catches, regardless of the occasion or location.. The man she chased last time was raped after being beaten by her because he refused to have sex with her. It's not that I object to her having sex with other men. I'm still reasonable and respect their national habits. The problem is that I have modern mysophobia and am afraid of getting sick. Before having sex with her every time, I would go with her to take a bath in the stream near the village, and rub her 'scent' repeatedly with the leaves of the honey locust tree. After taking a bath and lying on the river beach to bask in the sun, I taught her to sing, such as "SocialiSM is good", "One cut is gone" and so on. Sometimes I pick a wild flower and put it in her long hair. She likes me very much and looks at me with a red face. At this time, I rub her big breasts and kiss her at the same time. I also taught her how to kiss, and she never kissed other men. The work after kissing is no different from that of other mammals. She likes to have the woman on top. She has ups and downs, which is crazy. A primitive person can understand it. I like to do it from behind, methodically, take a break, and enjoy the beautiful scenery around me. In fact, I prefer Oral Sex and cum in her mouth. Every time, she swallows it in big mouthfuls. Zoologists believe that "Oral Sex" is a behavior shared by all mammals. If you say, "Don't make it up, primitive people can also do Oral Sex." 'If you talk nonsense, I'll slap you! However, not everything is so romantic. In that remote wilderness era, danger always surrounded me. That night Tula and the huntresses went out hunting, and I went to bed alone. In the middle of the night, a rustling sound woke me up from my sleep. In the darkness, a figure slowly approached me. Suddenly, he raised a long object and stabbed it at me. I sat up in a hurry, picked up the Colt revolver that was placed under the wolfskin pillow, raised my hand, and fired. The loud noise woke up the whole village. They used torches and moved towards the cave where I lived. . In the light of the fire, a SMall man was seen groaning in pain, and the elbow joint of his right arm was shattered by a .45-caliber lead bullet. People carried him to the middle of the yard. Angry shouts could be heard. At this time, the huntresses also came back. Tula ran towards me to see if I was hurt. The result of interrogating this man made me laugh and cry. It turned out that since I came to this village, all the men in this village who had never had any status were jealous. They thought that the leader liked me, and since then they had no chance to curry favor with the leader, so they held a grudge against me. But this man had his own personal reasons: once he accidentally saw Tula and I having sex by the river, and found that my Dick was bigger than his, and he thought this was the reason why Tula stopped patronizing him. So I took a closer look at his Dick. It was obviously about the same size! The part of me that is longer than him is just the foreskin... Tula wanted to kill him, but I stopped him and exiled him instead. At the end of the village meeting, Tula warned

that all female hunters should take good care of their men after returning Home, and no similar situation is allowed. Happens again...(4) I have lived with the people in the tribe for more than half a year. During this time, I did a lot of things, including building bridges, paving roads, directing production, rushing planting and harvesting, etc. They all like me, and I also like them - the women among them. . Women are healthy, open-minded, brave and energetic, but men are not satisfactory: short, ugly, narrow-minded, and they rarely participate in heavy physical labor such as hunting, building houses, carrying wood, etc. At this time, they They always get together to chat and spank, watching their wives dripping with sweat and remain indifferent. I asked Tula why this happened? Tula said that men have always been like this, they are just tools to vent their desires. By chance, the hunting team in the village captured a lost warrior from another tribe. My eyes lit up when I saw him. He has a strong and tall figure with well-developed muscles, a high forehead and deep-set eyes, just like today's Europeans. Archaeologists believe that in the late Paleolithic, the skeletal characteristics of the Mongoloid race and the European race of the same period were not completely differentiated: both healthy sides had more or less the above characteristics. The women's eyes were also attracted to him. He held his chest high and looked as if he was looking forward to death. According to custom, enemy prisoners must be killed as sacrifices. I begged Tula to spare his life and asked him if he would like to stay. He looked at me gratefully and agreed. So I gave him a cow and a sheep. The reason why I let him stay was based on two considerations. One was that I couldn't bear to watch a big man being slaughtered alive, and the other was: the men in this tribe are so depraved that they are hopeless. The country will no longer be a country, so it is better to improve the human race as soon as possible. The prisoner’s name was ‘Ya’. After getting to know him well, I called him ‘Yaling’, which is one word different from ‘Adam’. Ya Ling is an amazing person. She works hard and is never lazy. At the same time, she can also respond to women's sexual needs and will not be perfunctory. I secretly rejoiced that Yaling had replaced me as the public enemy of all the men in the village. of course, I also asked Tula to protect him from any accident. In fact, Tula liked him more than me. Several times, I saw Tula and Yaling in the woods. mid-tryst. Then she came back with a flushed and satisfied look on her face. I was also very happy to finally get rid of Tula's endless sexual desire - I had sex with the little Virgin who asked me for meat. Nourished by my own Semen, her little butt became more and more round, and her figure became more and more round. She is becoming more and more graceful, and her breasts, which were just like two SMall bumps at the beginning, have also swelled. Speaking of cows and sheep, it’s very interesting. People living in primeval forests do not lack food, but they rarely have any surplus. I have hunted with female hunters several times and found that the traps they made were extremely crude and could only catch SMall animals such as rabbits. So I taught them some skills such as burying pickets and digging deep pits to capture their prey. Gradually, the number of animals that could not be eaten and kept alive was raised. We raised three-door horses, swollen-bone deer, rhomboids, woolly rhinos, etc., as well as ostriches. Once, Tula found an injured saber-toothed tiger cub while hunting, so he took it back to the village and raised it. When the cub grew up, it had a very different personality.It is particularly docile and the villagers like it very much. I reckon Tula was the first person in the world to keep a pet. of course, it is not all SMooth sailing in the process of leading the villagers to a well-off society, and they must constantly overcome their negative emotions. For example, I was very dissatisfied with their rough stone tools. Such backward tools directly inhibited the development of production, so I summoned the men in the village to collect large pebbles from a nearby stream, and sharpened the SMall flakes they knocked off. As arrowheads for bows and arrows, large stone flakes were ground and bladed to make stone axes. Except for Yaling, who is honest and responsible, at the beginning, the laziness of the men was very serious, and I had no choice but to formulate a set of rewards and punishments: the person who worked the most every day would be rewarded with a leg of lamb. ; Those who work the least and have the worst quality will be prohibited from having sex for five days! Needless to say, it really worked, and the output went up immediately. Most of the lamb legs were taken away by Ya Ling, who was down-to-earth and willing to work. However, due to the hard work during the day, he had no sex life for a long time. Modern scholars believe that bows and arrows first appeared in the middle Neolithic period 10,000 years ago, which directly promoted the development of human society and is of great significance. (Bows and arrows are as decisive weapons for the barbaric period as iron swords are for the barbaric period and guns are for the civilized period - Engels) It seems that the time for humans to invent bows and arrows has to be pushed back another hundred thousand years. In fact, we are not the only tribe in the forest, but under normal circumstances everyone can live in peace and coexist peacefully. Some tribes even have relatively developed handicraft industries: they use the clay collected on the river beach, mix it with fine sand, and bake pottery. If they can't use it up, they exchange goods with other tribes. Since life in our village has become affluent, excess fur and animal meat have been exchanged for more pottery. of course, weapons of mass destruction such as bows, arrows, and stone axes must not be exported. For this reason, I have also established strict disciplines: Anyone who is found to have leaked weapons or methods of making weapons to outsiders, male Cut off the penis and sew up the woman's Vagina. Primitive humans not only ate meat, they also collected plants such as wild ferns and naked rice. Because these things were not in short supply, they never grew them themselves. So I taught them to collect rice seeds and plant bare rice on large areas of cleared land. The person asked: How come you can do this? Let me tell you, I was also born in a poor Family. I ate coarse grains and farmed in the fields when I was a child. I am different from those of you who are industrious and care about grains all day long and only browse pornographic websites online. Whenever I stand on a high cliff and look at the vibrant villages with SMoke everywhere under my feet, I feel infinite emotion in my heart. Looking at ancient and modern times: Who can make human productivity increase by leaps and bounds in one year for a hundred thousand years? ! Who can make human beings advance by leaps and bounds for 100,000 years and still maintain a modest, prudent, and non-arrogant work style? ! Then I remembered Dongfang Bubai's poem, and said loudly: "The country is so beautiful that countless heroes are bowing to it!" …’ Soon, Tula became pregnant, and I felt uneasy because I couldn’t figure out whether this was my child. Ever since I got involved with that little Virgin named ‘La’After that, although they still maintained a close relationship with Tula, they did not have sex for a long time. Tula had already moved out of the cave and lived with Yaling. Thinking of this, I became a little confused again. Has it really been a long time since I had sex with her? The last time I drank berry wine with Tula and Yaling, I drank too much. La was not there at the time. I vaguely remembered that I had sex with a certain woman. Could it be Tula? Or another female hunter? It’s so nerve-wracking! Finally, Tula gave birth, and loud cries resounded throughout the village. I rushed to Tula’s house and took a look: Huh? Why did you give birth to a monkey? Although Tula is very open-minded, she would never rape a monkey. So I felt relieved that it must be Yaling's seed, and I breathed a sigh of relief... (5) From then on, Tula couldn't stop, and she gave birth to a lot of children. Seeing that Ya Ling, a stallion, was getting thinner but still working hard, he said, ‘It’s really amazing! ’ I thought, ‘I would have died if I had run out of energy. 'The bloated Tula was obviously no longer suitable for hunting, so during the day I gathered all the children in the village and managed them under Tula's unified management. I also taught them such things as 'throwing handkerchiefs', 'skipping ropes', and 'throwing sandbags'. Little games - in fact, it won't work without strengthening management. It's so outrageous that SMall children start to imitate adults and hide in the woods to find partners. Although the growth of naked rice has slowed down, the winter here is not very cold. When people After taking off the animal skins to keep out the cold, a serious problem emerged: the bellies of the women, who were good but lazy, generally had bulging faces, and their faces seemed fatter than when I first came here. Perhaps because of this, They are getting lazy. I once heard two women complain: 'Last night, I got my ass kicked again! ’ ‘Why do you keep beating him? If you beat him, it will be troublesome - there will be no entertainment at night. 'Forget it, he is as lazy as a sloth. He even asked me to do things like have sex on top. He said he couldn't climb up...' After thinking about it for a long time, I decided to hold a football match to strengthen People's physique and re-establish their hard-working spirit. For this competition, I first conducted preliminary training for Tula and Yaling, explained to them the methods and rules of the competition, and asked them to widely publicize the significance and importance of this event among the masses, and asked everyone to be mentally Pay attention first. Then, all the men in the village were recruited to make competition equipment. But you know, the living conditions at that time were really too difficult. There was no plastic, no metal, no paint, so everything had to be simple. The goal was temporarily built with branches, and a net woven from palm bark was hung; chalk and animal blood were applied to the players of both sides to distinguish them; the football was sewn with hay and animal skin, not very round... When I was in the Robbery Museum I once carried a box of Colt pistol bullets as a spare, and they are still golden and shiny. First pull out the warhead, remove the primer, then use a Swiss Army knife to cut a SMall opening at the bottom and thread it through the strong cowhide rope - this beautiful necklace will be put around the neck of the champion! The enthusiaSM of the crowd was extremely high, and the cheers were loud. Tula patrolled back and forth with a mace, knocking on the butt of anyone who dared not shout.. In order to make the competition more exciting, I adopted the ‘men-men’s versus men’s system’ in the competition system. The forward of the female team is Tula's sister. She is as brave as Tula when dribbling the ball. A male player rushes over to intercept with his cock raised. Then Tula's sister flew up with a kick and almost kicked the team member's testicles into the abdominal cavity. Then she volleyed hard and hit the target with one kick. After all, when I first started practicing, the athletes on the field made many irregular moves, such as taking out their pussy and grabbing their breasts, or stealing peaches from under their leaves... At that time, I thought: 'It seems that football has to start with babies! ’ Everyone loved my bullet shell necklace so much, including Tula’s sister. In order to get her in the evening, I personally gave another one to her. Historians say that the earliest prostitution in China began with Guan Zhong, a stateSMan of Qi in the Spring and Autumn Period. This seems to be inaccurate. Since that football match, men fell in love with this sport. Gradually, their belly disappeared, their bodies became stronger, and their sex lives became harmonious. I think the reason why modern Chinese football players claim to love this sport is , their underlying motivation is nothing more than this, "bringing glory to the country" means nothing to them, but it does mean something to us. However, primitive society is not always romantic and beautiful. Each tribe that originally lived together in the primeval forest had its own hunting area. Hunting in its own hunting area has become an inherited rule of each tribe. However, there is another tribe about three mountains away from our village. , have recently frequently violated our hunting areas and even killed and injured our hunting team members. According to the reports of the hunters: Their weapons are even more advanced than ours. Not only do they already have bows and arrows, but from the analysis of the neat wound sections of the injured, I even suspect that they also have metal! This is so shocking, considering that the use of metals in warfare was only a few thousand years away from modern society. For the long-term peace and stability of this tribe, and to understand the mystery in Xinxin, I selected the strongest warriors in the tribe and formed an expedition team. Each person carries a spear and a set of bows and arrows. In order to facilitate close combat, each person is also equipped with a stone ax made of hard limestone. Amid the enthusiastic expectations of the villagers, the team set off in high spirits. Climbing the cliff, the enemy tribe was at my feet. I asked all the soldiers to lurk and not make any noise. I climbed to the top of the mountain alone to observe the enemy's situation. The layout of the enemy's camp was very reasonable. The entire village was surrounded by tall logs, leaving only There are two exits, front and rear. What surprised me was that they actually had a fully enclosed wooden turret with a one-foot-square archery port on it. It was so advanced! After I came back, I quickly laid out an attack plan. The tips of all bows and arrows were tied with hay balls soaked in animal fat for fire attacks. Yaling led a SMall team to sneak around from behind and attack. The attack time was chosen in the afternoon before the sun went down, because at this time their most effective hunters had not yet returned to camp. After the battle begins, all soldiers must penetrate deeply in the spirit of not being afraid of hardship and not being afraid of death. They must capture their heads and retreat quickly. As I expected, although their weapons were more advanced than ours, our tactics were reasonable and we defeated them in one fell swoop. Yaling was the first to rushEntering the enemy's tent, he bumped head-on into a fat, white man with a short stature and a big beard. She knocked him unconscious with a punch and dragged him out by his hair. Then we retreated. After returning to our village, I asked the soldiers to give preferential treatment to the prisoners so that they could be questioned. Then I jumped into the river, took a bath and shaved - I only had one blade left on my razor, so I didn't dare to do it until an important moment. Easy to use. After washing and eating, I ordered the soldiers to bring the prisoner up. Guess what: when he saw me, the man bowed deeply and said: "dig da xi wa, dig your Dick." ! ’ In modern society, I traveled around the world and learned many languages, including Japanese. This guy actually speaks Japanese to me? ! That’s not right. One hundred thousand years ago, the Japanese were still picking fruits from the trees? So I quickly asked him in Japanese who he was, what he did, and how he got here. He told me in detail that it turned out that he also came from modern society. In his early years, he worked in the Ministry of Health and Welfare of Japan to review and compile junior and high School textbooks. In his spare time, he specialized in studying ancient Chinese history. One time he found a possible book in the National Library of Tokyo. It was an ancient Chinese book that was robbed to Japan during the Eight-Nation Allied Forces period. It recorded the contents of Gu magic in ancient China. So I was fascinated by it. I tried the method in the book and returned to the primitive society in a daze. Like me, he brought advanced modern technology to ancient times. Because he accidentally discovered iron ore around the village, he taught the primitive people how to manage iron... No wonder they have iron weapons? And isn’t it also a Japanese tradition to build gun towers whenever you arrive in a new place? But he is also different from me: he is not as kind as me. This guy is so Horny that he has played with all the women in their village. He also shows off his lewdness on weekdays and beats and scolds the villagers at every turn. He is a guy who rides on the heads of the people and shits on them. He is afraid of his lewd power. , the villagers did not dare to resist. ‘That’s good,’ I thought, ‘this way the enemy won’t retaliate against us. ’ Soon I made friends with this guy - I am not a traitor. After all, in those ancient times, it was too difficult to find someone who spoke the same language. This Japanese guy is actually quite cute, he can tell a lot of dirty jokes, and he has a good drinking capacity, which adds a lot of fun to my boring primitive life. One time when we were all drunk, I suddenly asked him seriously: ‘What do you think of the Anti-Japanese War that happened fifty years ago? ’ He became frightened and whispered: ‘This... it should be Japan’s invasion of China! ’ I said: ‘Well, you will have to write like this when you go back in the future! If you kid dares to write nonsense, hum - I can't do anything to you. ’ He quickly said: ‘Hi! Hi! Don't dare! ' Regardless of whether what he said was true or not, because of the kind nature of the Chinese people and my daily admiration for Japanese movies, I thought: 'Yes, the people of China and Japan must continue to be friendly from generation to generation... …'