One wise man speaks of a great river to the south. Another speaks of fertile lands just beyond the great hill. The hill would provide some defense against wild animals. Chris is given the choice between hill a river. It's an easy choice. A great city needs a great river. Besides, who wants to walk up a hill every day.Chris points down the coast. "Settle to the extreme!" [I will mark planned places for cities.]
Chris estimated it to be a 100 mile journey (although it was about 60). They rushed and reached the river in two days. "Here will be out capital city." The people were confuse. "What a city?"
"It's a place where people people live in buildings."
Hundreds watched as Cwcville, a series of stones stacked together, was established.
For the next couple of months, two task forces were organized by the mayor. One stayed in the city, while the other set out to find the source of the river. The rest of the people did what they could to survive. Winter was coming, but they soon saw what the mayor was attempting. The task force gather large pieces of wood and dug out dirt to move elsewhere. The people saw what would be the large shelters they saw in their life. Many will not survive the winter, as always, but they could see the important of the work being done at "Quickville." The winter after that, fewer lives will be taken. Chris was changing what it meant to be human.
The other taskforce came back as they reported a new tribe of people living among the wild forest. Chris's people knew they were not alone in the world, but these people were completely new to them.
"They will have great wisdom." Chris said. "Extend the hand of Friendship."
It was a slaughter fest. Fortunately, enough of the task-force survived and some women were left over as wives. As news of this happened, some men rushed reinforce the exploration party on the condition that they were brave enough to explore the hazardous jungle. It was a party of CWCki's first veterans and the adventurous youth. Chris didn't take noticed as they where fewer men around in the fledgling village.
They also killed an Elephant.
and out maneuvered the Saber Tooth tiger.
It was a rough winter, and Chris complained the entire time. They never seen anyone complain to much. Nature never gave them anything for all the complaining in the world. The fishermen who braved the weather brought a verity of small fish and other things that could be eaten. They mayor oddly refused to eat much of it.
[The civilization is now literally ran on Chris's autism.]
Twenty years later, the population double as CWCville reaps food from the see. The unaging Chris still is still a picky eater, and has lost a lot of weight. Only recently has he incorporated oysters into his diet.
Contact with two other tribes(2) has been much more successful, with friendly tribesmen often immigrating to CWCville in the future.
Tech choices are basically the same minus Fishing.