War garbage collection system

After two days and two nights of hard work, Han Xing stood up again and shouted:

"My people, the hunting activity has officially ended. Tonight we will have a big feast and a bonfire party to celebrate the harvest."

When the primitive people heard this, they immediately started shouting wildly:

"Thank you, Lord God's Messenger. Long live Lord God's Messenger."

"Long live the Daxia tribe."

"..."

Han Xing smiled slightly, looking at this lively scene, feeling extremely proud.

He enjoyed it for a while, and then signaled everyone to be quiet.

He just raised his hand and pointed at the pile of prey, which was mainly the corpses of carnivorous wild animals such as wolves, saber-toothed tigers, wild leopards, etc.

In Han Xing’s mind: The meat is not enough for herself to eat, how can she possibly give it to these animals?

If that’s the case, then all of you carnivores, just die!

Han Xing's eyes were shining with excitement. He pointed at the herbivorous wild animals all over the mountains and shouted loudly:

"My people, these and those are the fruits of our joint efforts!

Now, let us enjoy this rich harvest together!"

Night falls again and the bonfire is burning.

Even the cold of winter cannot extinguish the fire in the hearts of these primitive people.

Han Xing's followers gathered around the bonfire, laughing and talking happily.

The aroma of delicious barbecue and the tasty fish soup made everyone salivate.

Everyone was dancing and singing cheerful songs. These were all taught to them by Korean stars. Otherwise, how could they show their happiness?

In this way, everyone celebrated the joy of this great harvest.

In this lively atmosphere, Han Xing watched and felt everything silently.

He felt that he was becoming more and more able to integrate into these primitive people.

He knew deeply that the success of this hunting activity was just the beginning.

There will be more challenges waiting for him in the future, and he, the great messenger of God, will lead the Daxia tribe to move forward and create a better tomorrow.

The bonfire party continues and the happiness continues!

In the midst of this joy, suddenly there were several cries.

"Shan, Sha, you two go and take a look, what's going on?

When everyone is happy, who is crying? What are they crying about? "

"Yes, Lord God's Messenger, we will go over and take a look, and bring them all here."

After a while, more than a dozen female primitives knelt in front of Han Xing, crying.

"Well, why are you old ladies crying?

On this day worth celebrating, aren't you trying to bring bad luck to me?"

The dozen or so female primitives looked at each other, then kowtowed again, crying loudly:

"Lord God's Messenger, we are crying because we remember the children who are still in our original tribe.

When we think about how they can only eat one meal a day and still not be full, we feel sad and want to cry, so…”

Han Xing, who was helpless, looked at the crying women in front of him and couldn't help but patting his head and pinching his eyebrows.

I sighed in my heart: These women are such trouble!

But he had to comfort them, so he could only say as gently as possible:

"Well, you guys should stop crying, okay? Stand up and talk first!"

"Yes, Lord God, thank you."

After they stopped crying, Han Xing looked at all the primitive people and then continued to speak word by word:

"Well, my people, this matter is very complicated, and we all need to think it through carefully.

This is not just a matter for our tribe, but for many tribes.

You all know that between tribes...

Of course, I understand your concerns about the children, but we have just moved here and it will take some time for them to stabilize and develop.

But don't worry, as long as we unite and work hard, I will be able to make everyone live a better life in the future. Everyone has seen this.

As for your children, I will find a way to solve their food and clothing problems.

But I’m afraid your original tribe will object. If they strongly oppose it, I will have no way to deal with it.

Unless we..."

"Unless we do what?"

At this moment, all the primitive people, regardless of gender, looked at Han Xing expectantly. All the people here had children in their original tribes.

I eat well here, but my children are still starving in their original tribe. How can they enjoy their food? How can they continue to eat?

At this time, Han Xing said nothing, but just looked at their faces one by one, and then looked back at them one by one.

Finally, Han Xing organized his words and said something that surprised them all:

"Unless we attack this tribe, capture them, and make them join our Daxia tribe, wouldn't that be enough?

By then, all your children will join the Daxia tribe, and you will be a family.

Since we are all family, they must eat exactly the same thing as us.

"Will you still miss them then? Don't you think so?"

"It makes sense!"

"This makes perfect sense, doesn't it? Is there anything wrong with what the Lord God's Envoy said?"

"I think this is a good idea, all..."

"The Lord God's Messenger is right. Our children should join the same tribe as us! Why should they join two tribes? You..."

"Then Lord God's Messenger, when are we going to attack those tribes? I really want to..."

"Everyone, the people in those tribes only eat one meal a day, and they have become skinny.

Unlike us, who have three meals a day and are well fed, we can attack them and I can beat ten of them by myself.”

"Yes, attack them. I can defeat 20 of them by myself."

"If they don't obey, beat them until they obey."

"Lord God's Messenger, just tell us how we should attack. We will listen to you."

"..."

.........

"You women, why don't you kowtow to the Lord of God? He has given us a solution. Now, we just need to execute it."

After hearing this, the women kowtowed again with tears of gratitude.

"Okay, stop kowtowing, and get up! Now that we have figured out a method, let's continue celebrating!

Next, the biggest issue for our Daxia tribe is: how to attack..."

Han Xing, who was very happy, asked them to go back first and promised to deal with the matter as soon as possible.

After that, he ate and drank, and discussed with the male primitive people such as Shan and Sha.

At night, Han Xing lay on the big bed, unable to fall asleep. He thought to himself: How should I fight in this first battle in primitive society?

Should I use courtesy before force?

Should I send a team with food to visit those children in their original tribe?

Should I learn about the situation of the tribe over there?

Am I...

He knew very well that in order to make the Daxia tribe truly strong, it was necessary to solve the basic needs of the people, that is, the so-called food and drink problems.

Now, this problem has been basically solved.

So, solving the tribe’s population problem is the tribe’s top priority now.

Although these two issues are small, they are related to the stability and development of the tribe, and we have to treat them with caution.

Whatever, they are just primitive tribes! Why think so much?

Could they be planning something else?

They should be a group of scattered sand and a mob. There is nothing to be afraid of. I can just rush towards them.

Strategy? Spy? What would primitive people have?

The more he thought about it, the clearer Han Xing's thoughts became.