Logging Into The Desolated World 10000 Years Earlier

   Chapter 57 054: Congratulations

   "Is this the choice of your Fire Tribe!"

   "Okay! Let's fight!"

   "If you beat him, you can also make him hand over his skills!"

  …

  Relying on the large number of people, these tribesmen suppressed their panic in the face of Rong, who was half a body taller than them and exuded a gnawing aura.

  Regardless of Rong's increasingly ugly face, he still insisted on uttering the threats they had in mind...

  After the harsh words, these tribe representatives looked mockingly at the totem stone statue standing in the center of the Ronghe tribe, sneered a few times, and left together.

  When the group of tribal representatives left, Rongdangkai kept grabbing his arm to keep him from being excited.

  With an angry face, Rong turned to where the captain was standing and shouted loudly: "Come here!"

  Xi Berong waved his hands angrily, instead of being angry, he frowned, thinking about the tribe's way to break the situation!

   "Troublesome..."

   Murmured, frowned, and walked slowly towards the stone house where the tribe discussed matters...

  …

  Inside the stone house.

  Rong sat on top of the placed stones, with a bone knife stained dark brown by the wanderer's blood beside him.

   In front of him, the ten captains of the tribe lowered their heads, remained silent and did not dare to speak.

  Leaving only Rong's heavy breathing...

  Xi stood at the corner of the stone house, his brows still unstretched, and he was still thinking of a way to break the situation.

  The tribes in the entire eastern region are partnered, which is much more terrifying than the rogues.

   Coupled with the fact that they had just started a war with more than half of the rogues in the Eastern Region, the tribe suffered heavy losses.

  The number of warriors has dropped sharply, and they can no longer withstand the Second World War.

  If you forcibly start a war with other tribes, there will only be one end.

   That is the destruction of the Fire Tribe, and before dying, several tribes are buried together...

  Inside the stone house.

  Rong had already thought of the crux of the matter, but he couldn't swallow the breath in his heart.

   The rogue's attack, the Fire Tribe carried it out on their own, and the other tribes not only didn't help, but also prepared to threaten him afterwards? !

   Really think that the Fire Tribe grew up eating grass? !

  In recent years, under the leadership of Rong, the Fire Tribe has followed Su Mu's instructions and will kill any wanderers they encounter.

  Indirectly or directly, they helped many tribes in the Eastern Region to solve the crisis of life and death.

   But now at this scene, Rong felt a little cold. He even doubted himself, was it wrong to lead the tribesmen to exterminate the wanderers?

   "No! There is nothing wrong, Lord Totem can't be wrong!"

  Rong instantly abandoned the idea just now.

  Because they fought against the rogues all the year round and rescued many tribe cubs who were captured by the rogues, this made their Fire Tribe warriors always ahead of other tribes.

  In the stone house, Rong's face was cloudy and uncertain. He didn't speak, and no one else spoke first.

   Rao Shixi, although she is a priest and Rong's younger sister, she has always followed the tribe's tradition. When the tribe discusses matters, if Rong can't speak, she will not speak first.

  At this time, Xi was standing in a corner of the stone house, and an immature idea slowly appeared in his mind...

   "Other tribes are going to fight us, what do you think?"

  As soon as Rong opened his mouth, the ten tribe captains below shouted excitedly.

   "Leader, let's fight them!"

   "The warriors of the Fire Tribe are never afraid of war!"

   "Leader, let's do it!"

  …

  Hearing the captain's words, Rong smiled wryly...

  This irritable temperament is really similar to him before...

   There is no way to count on these captains, Rong looked at Xi in the corner of the stone house, with a look of hope, looking at Xi...

   "Cough..."

  Xi coughed lightly and walked out from the corner...

   "I think this trouble is easier to solve."

  Happy at this time, his brows stretched out, with an expression that everything is under control...

   "The iron of our tribe, and the fire breathing method practiced by our warriors..."

  Before Xi finished speaking, Rong frowned and asked uncertainly: "Iron? What's the use of that? I can crush it with a light pinch."

  Xi seemed to have expected Ronghui to ask this question a long time ago. He left the stone house and greeted a woman who cleaned the battlefield and a tribal cook Ding.

  When the two of them came, their heads were in a daze, especially Pao Ding, who was so frightened that he almost couldn't stand still.

  He thought in his heart, he won't be allowed to go to the battlefield, right? In that case, should he run away?

  But on second thought, even if he runs away, can he survive in the dangerous wilderness?

  The answer is simple, no.

  The next moment, Xi's words dispelled Pao Ding's panic.

   "You disassembled this mammoth leg."

  A piece of mammoth leg several times bigger than Pao Ding was dragged by Xi and easily thrown in front of Pao Ding...

   When Pao Ding saw this scene, he smiled, this is his old profession!

  Holding the rough iron piece made of iron in his hand, he raised and lowered his hands, and neatly disassembled the elephant's legs.

  The iron sheet is cut on the mammoth's leg, and it can be pierced (la) apart with just a little force.

   Seeing this scene, Rong Rong went through some clues in his mind, but still didn't understand, and continued to watch Xi's performance.

  At this time, Xi asked the tribal woman to shaved and peeled the mammoth's legs...

  The woman held a palm-sized iron sheet, and in a short while, finished processing the elephant's legs.

  After the demonstration, Xifen gave each of them a piece of mammoth meat.

   Thinking about a piece of iron in his hand, he turned to the ten captains and said, "Iron, although we don't need this thing, it is very useful to the rest of the tribe."

   "Our tribe has 12,341 people, including 2,315 warriors, 354 cooks, and 841 women who assist in making beast meat."

   "In the past, to divide the meat needed for all the people in our tribe for a day, these people need to last for twelve days!"

   "That is to say, there are many people in the tribe, and they can't get enough to eat!"

   "However, with the magical thing passed to us by Master Totem, they only need less than a day to complete it!"

   "Let everyone in the tribe have enough to eat!"

  Rong seemed to have caught something, as if he was about to understand what Xi meant, but the ten captains were at a loss.

   "My lord priest, what do you mean by this? Are you going to let us become Pao Ding?"

  Xi saw everyone's puzzled eyes, and then expressed his ultimate goal: "If we use the iron and fire breathing method to trade with other tribes, do you think they will refuse?"

  Rong stood up suddenly, he seemed to understand!

   "Of course, since it's a trade, we can't trade all of them. We can choose a few of the stronger tribes to trade, then this crisis... can be overcome!"

  Rong's eyes are shining, this method is good, it is very similar to what Master Totem told him before.

   "A strong rule by force cannot last long, and proper transactions can strengthen the rule of the tribe.

  Inadvertently in the future, it may bring you unexpected gains. "

  In the stone house, the other ten captains scratched their heads and left in a daze.

   Only Xiherong is left, and they are going to discuss the details of the transaction...

  After the ten captains left, Rong smiled honestly, as if he was still in Shuilian Cave, and said softly, "Hi, I'm sorry."

  …

  Totem Domain, Bingshen Mountain.

  In the Mansion of the Lord of the Mountain.

  Xiaoer was hung upside down, with tears and snot, and said sadly:

   "My lord, I really didn't follow you!"

  However, only Su Mu said coldly, "I don't believe it."

   "My lord, I know the strength of the wandering man this time!"

   Xiaoer gritted his teeth, as if betting on something, and said loudly...

  Su Mu, who was about to make Xiao Er beat him into a trick, paused, showing a hint of interest...

   "Congratulations, you have won yourself a chance of survival."

   There are guests at home, the update is a little late

  (end of this chapter)