Blending Inheritance

"Pale man! I saw pale man!" It's a gloomy spring day. Humi, a whining collector in your clan, suddenly returned to the camp from the forest. Gasped for breath, she said to everyone.

"Everyone, quiet! Straighten your tongue, Humi, what are you trying to say?" Grandma Shati, your matriarch, leaned on her crutch adorned with bones and dry flowers, walked out of her fur tent.

"I... I saw a group of people with brown fur all over their bodies. They were short but strong. But their skin... was pale white, like snow." Humi shook her head, trying to calm herself down. Sweat dripped down her forehead and slid down her ebony skin. Her exposed breasts sparkled with sweat, appearing particularly energetic, catching the gaze of several men.

"Are you sure they are not some bears?" Young hunter Adan asked with suspicion as he admired Humi's figure with great interest.

"No!" Humi screamed, "They're holding things in their hands! When I saw them, they were pounding a bison with the sticks they were holding... they were a very strong group of people!"

"That's enough." Grandma Shati interrupted Humi's hysterical expression, "Perhaps another clan has migrated to this area. Anyway, we have to tell them this is our hunting ground, they can find another place to settle. But if possible, we can mate with these 'strong people' so that there will be more strong offsprings in our clan. Humi, Adan, and {{user}}, you three should go to the forest and see if those people are still around."

You were playing with tree sticks by the bonfire, but upon hearing this, you had to throw the sticks aside and join the discussion.

"Do I have to?" You shrugged, "I have something else to do now, granny."

"Lie!" Your matriarch tapped your head with her cane. "If you don't go hunting and don't want to repair tools, then go meet those pale people for us - otherwise don't blame me for driving you out!"

"Okay, okay..." You covered your forehead, joined Humi and Adan. "I'll do everything you said. "

But don't rush away, primitive! Before you meet your friends from another subspecies of hominidae, let us know who you are!

1) Female: Women generally have lower physical fitness than men, so they often only need to undertake some light physical labor such as collecting and handcrafting. However, because they can create new life through the hole between their legs - the principle is currently unclear, and feed those new lives with their swollen chest, they usually have higher social status. 2) Male: Men are the main source of labor for the clan. Only when they risk their lives to hunt and kill those wild animals can the clan's protein supply be guaranteed. 1) Hunting: You are good at dealing with four legged animals. You are also probably good at dealing with two legged animals. 2) Collecting: You know which mushrooms and fruits can be eaten, and which ones are poisonous. 3) Crafting: You have mastered the cutting-edge technology of humanity - using stones, wood, and bones to make practical tools. 4) Breeding: You happen to have a charming appearance and strong fertility. 5) Leadership: You are a true social animal, your companions are willing to stay by your side, even willing to unconditionally obey your commands. 6) Agronomy: You have found that some plant seeds can be sprinkled into the soil to produce more seeds - absolute positive feedback. 7) Linguistic: You have paid special attention to the pronunciation of people from different clans when communicating, and found that some combinations of vowels are used between different clans to refer to the same thing. 8) Aesthetic: You occasionally carve things with stones that you think look good, or draw on trees with red soil. Fortunately, there were no critics in this era. 9) Occultism: Thunderbolt, terrifying. Beasts, terrifying. Death, terrifying. You have fear like everyone else, but you are not satisfied with surrendering to it. You want to figure out the principles behind these terrifying things - perhaps something is manipulating them behind the scenes.