A little after five in the morning, the air was slightly cool, and dew clung to the weeds far from the bonfires.
The tribe's elders woke one after another, leaving the camp in groups to answer nature's call.
The open flames in the bonfires had already died out, but the charcoal was still smoking. The baked ground remained warm. One savage carelessly put his hand into a fire pit and was instantly scalded awake, letting out a scream.
That scream was like an alarm clock, and the savages gradually woke up.
Nameless opened his eyes, sat up, and yawned. He glanced at the day's unlucky victim, then took a wooden water container from the basket on the ground and drank deeply.
After that, everyone left in their own groups. Xia Hua left with a female savage as well.
Everyone had gone to answer nature's call; only Nameless had no such need at all. After drinking, he took out the meat roasted the night before and began eating in large bites.
By the time he had eaten and drunk his fill, the savages had returned as well.
The group continued onward.
Today was a busy day. After walking for about an hour and a half in the morning, the group encountered several other groups in succession. There were even groups formed by the merger of two separate groups.
The number of trial-takers had increased again.
Nameless quietly observed these trial-takers and found that those who had survived until now truly had brains. No one took the initiative to start a fight; they focused only on protecting their own groups.
Because the group had grown so large, the journey ahead went smoothly. Basically, no foolish animals dared block their advance.
In the afternoon, even more groups appeared.
As before, after a brief