Transmigrated into the Primitive Wilderness as a Great God

to Ruma’s tent.

All the tents in the tribe were little different, except for their size.
They all consisted of a long wooden stick, set horizontally on two crossed sticks secured with vines and tied firmly to make a framework.
The bark from a tree called ‘slippery bark’ was used to make the surface, sewn together with straw rope and animal bone needles.
Inside, there was little furnishing except for the ‘plank bed’ covered with hay and animal skins for sleeping with only some rough stone work.
Because of Ruma and Sa Lei’s position in the tribe, the tents were relatively tall and they didn’t have to bend all the way down when they entered, which was the only difference between their tents and others. 

Ruma was sitting on the animal skins, twisting the ropes, when he saw Qin Fei enter with Xiao Bu in his arms, he gave them some space and asked Qin Fei to sit down.
It was not the first time that Qin Fei had visited Ruma’s tent, but he could not help but look at the sceptre of human bones that was enshrined to one side.
At the top of the sceptre were four human skulls, each set with four fist-sized diamonds on it; blood red, sky blue, golden yellow and deep purple.

Ruma smiled helplessly, having heard Qin Fei say that the gems were particularly expensive in their area and by just one could feed hundreds of people for the rest of their lives.
It was a pity that Qin Fei’s tribe was so far away that he might not be able to return for the rest of his life; otherwise Ruma would really want to try it, after all, there was nothing in this world that was more important than being able to get a lot of food. 

It was the fist-size of diamonds and more importantly there were four of them.
Even knowing that it was probably completely worthless now, twenty years of the money value system still made him find it full of appeal.
Qin Fei finally withdrew his gaze from staring at the gems and placed Xiao Bu on the animal skin.

Xiao Bu was very obedient and began to twist the straw rope along with Ruma.
Because they had been given a lot of the mountain breaker mythical beast’s meat, Ruma planned to use salt to dry some meat and give it to Xiao Bu in the winter.
After all, children still need to eat more meat to survive the cold winter season. 

Qin Fei raised an eyebrow as he looked at the hay on the ground.
This kind of hay was common and everyone liked to tie it up and put it outside their tents to warm oneself or put it under their animal skins.
Qin Fei didn’t usually pay much attention to it, but now that he saw Ruma using him into a rope, he also grabbed a few and rolled it with his hands.
Finding the hay very soft and pliable, a ray of light flashed through into his mind.

Ruma watched Qin Fei pulling and tugging left and right at his straw ropes.
He was about to say something when he saw Qin Fei running out with great enthusiasm and in the blink of an eye he came back carrying some hay that had been left outside the tent.
First he ran his fingers over Xiao Bu’s feet and made some movements that he couldn’t understand, then he went back to on top of the animal skin and started working with the hay. 

Ruma was curious about everything Qin Fei was doing, this little guy always managed to come up with something different.
When he saw Qin Fei’s hands fiddling with the hay, he also stopped rubbing the straw rope and watched Qin Fei working on it carefully.

Qin Fei’s movements were unskilled, although when he was young, he had lived in the mountains with his grandfather for some period of time; every summer and winter vacation where he also had learned to make many things from grass and thin bamboo strips used for weaving.
But it was already so many years ago and many details were blurred in his memory.
Now he could only gradually recall how the straw shoes were made while slowly making it out. 

Luckily he still had some impressions.
Finally, he was able to make a straw shoe.
Although it was a bit misshapen and tied in many places, the prototype straw shoe had taken shape.

Ruma saw Qin Fei busy with work.
In the end, he came up with something grotesque or fantastic in shape but he didn’t know what this odd thing was for.
He wanted to ask Qin Fei about it, his face full of curiosity. 

Qin Fei looked at the small straw sandal in his hand, carefully recalled how to make it again and took the dried grass again to weave it.
This time it was obviously much better than the last time, the straw shoes were tight and beautiful.

Ruma looked at them and clicked his tongue in wonder and asked, “What is this? I’ve never seen it before.” 

Qin Fei laughed, ‘He he! ‘ as he put the woven straw shoes on Xiao Bu’s feet and showed Ruma how to do it; tying the straw shoe straps tightly, he fastened the straw shoe to Xiao Bu’s foot also loosening the straps before he took the straw sandal from Xiao Bu’s feet.

Ruma gasped in surprise, “Oh God, this is the same thing you normally wear on your feet.
It’s so amazing…” He remembered Qin Fei saying that the thing he was wearing on his feet seemed to be called a shoe, so he wondered what this one was called? 

Qin Fei saw what he was thinking, “This thing is called shoes, with the shoes I wear on my feet although the material to make it is different but it used for the same purpose.
Because it’s a shoe made of grass, that’s why our people there call it – straw sandals.”