I am a primitive

"Good! You did a good job on this!"

Here in Jinguan City of the Qingque Tribe, God Son Han, who had heard what happened this time carefully, stretched out his hand and patted Mao on the shoulder, praising Mao with a smile on his face...

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"Mao, you are smarter than the donkeys in the tribe!"

Han Cheng said sincerely

Han Cheng was indeed very happy.

What is gratifying is not the non-tribal slaves that Mao brought back this time, but the method that Mao adopted to deal with the sudden occurrence in this matter.

Even if he leads the team himself, when encountering such an emergency, these are basically the measures that can be taken, but in some details, it will be more perfect than what Mao has done.

In Mao's actions, there is a strong style that comes from him, the Son of God.

Of course, this is not the root cause of his joy.

What made him so happy was because he had seen the growth of his own tribe, and in the tribe he lived in, there appeared another character who could be his own.

Han Cheng did not hesitate to praise the people and things he admired.

At the beginning, Han Cheng was not like this.

But after living in the Qingque tribe for a period of time, Han Cheng found that doing subtle things would not work in this tribe and this era.

So when he encounters people and things that he admires, he directly chooses to speak them out and praise them very straightforwardly.

The effect of this is excellent. Those who are praised by him will become as if they have been beaten with chicken blood within a period of time.

Some people who have not been praised by him also very much want to be praised or recognized by him.

They will choose to work hard.

Thus forming a virtuous circle.

In the process, Han Cheng didn't pay much of anything substantial.

What I paid was nothing more than some compliments that could be said with an open mouth.

For him, this can be said to be a very easy and casual thing.

After getting the loud praise from Shen Zi who patted his shoulder, I felt a little uneasy, and the uneasy in my heart disappeared in an instant, and a very bright smile appeared on my face.

After Mao told about the itinerary and Han Cheng had a more detailed understanding of these things, the next step was to arrange and deal with the non-tribal captives brought back by Mao and the others.

The captives who were not from the tribe were already stunned.

They have never imagined that such a group of people still live with such a scene on the land they live in!

There are so many of them!There are so many people can hardly imagine!

The non-tribal people who originally thought that their tribe had a very large number of people realized at this time that the number of their tribe is really nothing compared to this tribe named Qingque!

The caves they live in are also so strange and huge.

Simply unimaginable.

Especially after seeing those people holding some strange tools and working on the edge of the huge and weird cave that has not been built, the non-tribal people were even more shocked and couldn't say a word!

Because everything they saw revealed to them a fact that they couldn't believe or imagine.

The fact is that these huge and weird caves owned by the mysterious Qingque tribe did not appear here by themselves, but they built them themselves!

Such a discovery, how can they not be surprised and stunned!

This is a cave that looks like a hill!

The people of this tribe actually built it like this!

With incomparable shock, these non-tribal captives, who had a stronger reaction than Grandma Liu who had entered the Grand View Garden, were led by the Qingque tribe to Jinguan City, which was being built by the Qingque tribe.

These captives behaved very obediently.

Even the strong and beautiful primitive woman who was pulled over by Xiong Youer, shirtless, became quiet and obedient at this moment.

One reason is that among those who dared to resist, almost one of them died in the previous two battles.

Secondly, the crushing level of combat power displayed by the Qingque tribe in two consecutive battles made them terrified.

The third reason is that after the battle, the people of the Qingque Tribe did not treat them blindly with cruelty, but adopted some gentle methods, which made them see hope and feel some peace of mind.

The fourth is that after coming to Jinguan City of the Qingque tribe at this time, what I saw was far beyond what I thought, and it was extremely shocking.

As for how to arrange these defeated captives, the Qingque Tribe has already experienced it many times, and they are very proficient, so Han Cheng doesn't need to worry about it.

In addition, a large number of people in the Qingque Alliance joined the Qingque tribe and became citizens of the Qingque tribe. As a result, the number of citizens in the Qingque tribe far exceeds the number of slaves, so there is no need to worry about such a small number of slaves. His joining will have a bad impact on Jinguan City.

Just make them all slaves.

These adult captives from non-tribes brought back by Mao and the others quickly realized their dreams. They successfully joined in holding strange tools and building that building. Just by looking at it, people can generate infinite worship. Among the ranks among the great caves of emotion with the rest.

The non-tribal captive-slaves had no complaints about being able to take part in such work and perform such unimaginably great things.

On the contrary, for this matter, many of them feel extremely honored.

They couldn't believe that they, who wanted to attack the Qingque tribe, were defeated by a small group of Qingque tribe, and then all of them were tied hands and feet with ropes, and brought back to the Qingque tribe, could participate in such an event. Among the most great things!

Even the former leader of the non-tribe who was loyal to their tribe before, was stepped on a lot of feet, and almost died in the cave of the tribe, at this moment, he thinks the same way.

They became slaves and were separated, holding strange tools, under the guidance and supervision of everyone in the Qingque tribe, they participated in such a great project with excitement and glory.

Of course, this is just the thought and mood of slaves from non-tribes who just took the tools they got and participated in this great project.

Time passed quietly amidst the novelty and glory of the non-tribal people. Amid the sound of cicadas, three days had passed.

On the outer wall of Jinguan City, which was being built, the acting leader of the original non-tribe held a thick log with both hands, and slammed down the soil that was brought up and dumped in the splints of the wall.

The scorching sun shone down and shone on the person's body, burning hot.

Sweat trickled down the bare back like rain.

There were some bloodstains on the wooden handle he was holding.

It was the blood bubbles that had been ground out on his palms and had rotted away.

Although it was bandaged with some strange-looking things called "cloth" by the people of the Qingque tribe, his hands still hurt badly while holding the wood and continuing to swing it down endlessly. .