This Is My Name
"Stay calm, stay composed, Chen Yu. You have to stay calm."
"Calm my ass!"
"I knew anything with 'demon' in its name was no good!"
"But I was muddleheaded too. I got a few benefits and thought it was a good guy. Who knew this bastard loved tormenting people? I was an idiot to think this time would be fine."
Clutching his head, Chen Yu squatted on the ground and lamented his terrible luck with people. Only after sighing did he stand up.
Since he was already here, he might as well see what was going on.
Low houses surrounded him, and small people worked in front of them. Groups of them held animal hides and continuously chewed on them, using saliva and teeth to process the hides, making them softer and easier to sew.
Though supplies were scarce and everyone looked undernourished, the little people were surprisingly in good spirits.
Whenever they grew tired of chewing, they stopped to rest, chatting in monosyllables and occasionally roughhousing with those around them, drawing bursts of laughter.
Lowering his head, Chen Yu discovered that he was draped in animal hide, and even his feet were lavishly wrapped in hide.
The axe at his waist was even more precious. This flint axe had been painstakingly fashioned by a craftsman. Its edge was still somewhat sharp, capable of cutting meat or serving as a weapon. In this era, it was an exceptionally valuable possession.
Anyone with such a weapon clearly held no low status.
Just as he was wondering who he was, Chen Yu heard someone call from behind him, "Hope, what are you doing?"
The other person was speaking an unfamiliar language, with an accent and pronunciation completely different from modern times. Yet strangely, he could understand it.
Moreover,