Transmigrated to a Tribe as a Priest

Chang Nian transmigrated from the apocalypse to a primitive society. There’s good news and bad news. Good news—he’s the son of the tribe’s great priest. Bad news—the tribe’s chief always looks at him like he wants him dead. Hah! In primitive society, divine authority reigns supreme. Who’s afraid of whom? Taking a deep breath of the fresh air of this ancient world, Chang Nian sighed with emotion: Primitive society is great~ Primitive society is wonderful~ The wild ducks here quack so happily~ But… what’s this bloody meat floating in a pottery jar? Lunch? Ugh! Clutching his chest and forcing himself to endure, he set his first five-year plan: Farming with the left hand, infrastructur...