War garbage collection system

"System, you are not lying to me, are you? Is this all the property of a tribe?"

[Yes, host. Please believe me, I will not make a mistake in my calculations. Look, I have given you fifteen bags of urea fertilizer.]

Another flock of black crows flew overhead.

"Is that what I'm talking about? I'm talking about the food storage of their tribe. Is this all they have? How can this be enough for them to eat for three months?"

[Host, you can't blame me. You should know that in this cold winter, these primitive people only eat one meal a day.

Besides, host, I am devoted to you. This time, I will return you tenfold, and I only have this little bit of food...】

"Huh? Really?! Didn't I pass the three-day novice period? Why is it still ten times the return?

System, tell me, what is going on here?"

[Alas! Host, what else could this be? It's because of the lack of supplies in this primitive society, plus there are no holidays. What can I do?

I can only apply to the main system to change it to a mode of picking up war trash. 】

"What mode? Any changes?"

[Host, please calm down. I will explain it to you in detail: We are currently using a 1:10 return mechanism rule.

What this means is: Host, as long as you continue to launch wars within this year, all the war garbage you pick up will be returned tenfold...】

"There is such a good thing?! System, you didn't lie to me, did you?"

Why would I lie to you?

By the way, please don’t interrupt my explanation, I haven’t finished what I said just now!

However, as long as the host has passed the first year of the novice period, then in the next ten years, the host can only get a double return mechanism.

Host, this is the one I carefully selected from several options in the main system. It is the most beneficial for you to develop this primitive society. 】

"Damn, can this main system be played like this?"

[Host, please respect the main system, okay? I will...

Never mind. I can’t explain it to you.

I only hope that the host can be in the novice zone of this first year of primitive society.

As much as possible, launch large-scale wars of aggression, attack more primitive tribes, gain more territory, and obtain more survival supplies. 】

"Okay, system, I accept your favor. I promise you! I will definitely launch a lot of wars in this first year, so just wait and see!

Besides, I am bringing light, civilization, health, food, and various living materials to these primitive tribes. What else could they not be satisfied with?"

[Hehehe! Host, you are really good at self-hypnosis, but I like it! ]

Just like that, after more than ten minutes, the strange smell in the cave was finally not so unpleasant.

Han Xing then slowly walked towards the cave hall. Next, it was time to deal with serious business.

"Little boy, why are you holding this rice bowl in your arms? Don't you know it's dirty?"

"...I...that...Lord God's Messenger...this bowl is not dirty at all. It is my treasure. The uncle just told me..."

"My Lord, it was me who said that. I told them before that each person can only have one bowl and one pair of chopsticks.

If they accidentally knock it out, then they will have no food to eat in the future, so they are like this..." Shan quickly stepped forward and answered.

Han Xing smiled and patted Shan's arm, and said in a gentle and caring tone:

"Shan, I don't blame you, you did a great job, please keep it up.

Fellow captives of the Pheasant Tribe, let me explain something to you.

As long as you sincerely surrender to our Daxia tribe, you will have countless bowls like this, plenty of chopsticks, and endless food in the future.

Because the pottery and porcelain in our tribe are still producing these pots, pans, and utensils in the primitive space.

Don't worry!

We have many, many such bowls for eating, so many that you won’t believe it, and you don’t need to cherish them so much.

Okay, kid, put this bowl down!

Let's talk about loyalty. I know what you're thinking, but..."

What followed was a passionate speech by the Korean star, which was truly earth-shattering and heart-wrenching.

Unfortunately, he was just moving himself, like hitting cotton with his fist.

It was the women of primitive society who interrupted his genius speech with their timid and cautious language:

"Um... Lord God's Messenger. After we surrender, can we have three meals a day?"

"As long as I join your Daxia tribe, I can become younger, right?"

"Lord God's Messenger, are there any more clothes to be distributed?"

"Master Divine Envoy, please rest assured. Our loyalty is definitely enough, as long as..."

"My Lord, what you just said, is it true? Such a beautiful bowl, really..."

"..."

This group of female primitives were chattering so much that Han Xing didn't know how to respond for a moment.

[It’s them again. These guys with long hair and short knowledge are so annoying!

Are you still going to let me give a speech? Do you have any more knowledge? You are such a…】

Although Han Xing was extremely annoyed in his heart, he still had to appear happy and kind on the surface.

Finally, Han Xing couldn't stand it anymore and lowered his head to ask the child in front of him.

"Little friend, will you be loyal to me?"

At this moment, the Korean star looks like Grandma Wolf, so kind and friendly.

"Lord Messenger of God, as long as you give me three meals a day and don't let me go hungry, I will be loyal to you."

The primitive little boy, who was only about eight years old, said this with a serious face.

[Damn, this is another naughty kid. You are so young, why do you have to be so serious?

Forget it, I don't want to bother with this group of primitive people, I'd better take a look at their loyalty! 】

The final result is: Han Xing’s subversion work went very, very smoothly.

It went so smoothly that it was unbelievable.

This caused Han Xing to lose dozens of primary healing potions, and nearly a hundred sets of beautiful warm leather jackets, leather shoes, and leather hats.

Alas, this is another losing business.

Han Xing, who felt there was no challenge at all, came before the chief of the Pheasant Tribe again.

"Hey! Are you the chief of the Pheasant Tribe?"

"Humph!"

"Oh, this is quite a temper, but I like it, hahahaha...

how about it?

Do you guys want to surrender? As long as you can be loyal to me in the future, I can..."

"Ruffian! You are just dreaming! We are members of the Pheasant Tribe in life and ghosts of the Pheasant Tribe in death. Do you want us to surrender? Unless you..."

[Oh, your stomach is growling with hunger, but you are still so strong. Not bad! You are worthy of my training.

Let me first check your loyalty to me, ... 92%? What the hell is this? What on earth is the chief of the Pheasant Tribe thinking? 】

At this time, Han Xing was looking at the Pheasant Tribe Chief who was still talking incessantly about the conditions with an incomprehensible look.

"You, why are you looking at me like that? I'm telling you, if you don't agree to our terms, we'll..."

"What are you doing? You...

Forget it, I don't want to talk to you anymore. You're so long-winded and have no foresight at all.

Shan, untie them.

Sha, please ask someone to give them some rice porridge. They must be starving.

Chief Guan, this is the last time I will call you this.

Now, I declare: your Pheasant Tribe is officially destroyed and has been annexed by my Daxia Tribe.

Because you are the first tribe we, the Great Xia tribe, have conquered.

So I give the surname Zhao to everyone in your tribe, and you, from now on, will be called: Zhao Guan!

Zhao Guan, did you understand?"

"My Lord, I understand."