My brother is so cunning.

Three heads were placed on the altar in the center of the hall, looking like sacrifices.

What is a little strange is that although the heads of the chief's family are separated from their bodies, they are not dead. They are taking advantage of the last reunion in their lives to whisper to each other in Rakshasa language.

Wen Rui's Rakshasa language was not proficient, so he didn't hear it clearly. The general meaning was that he was talking about the past and agreed that after reincarnation, he hoped to be a family again.

Wen Rui originally thought that the demon clan did not have a strong sense of family and was relatively indifferent to emotions. He vaguely remembered that a certain Shura King cruelly sacrificed his favorite daughter in order to obtain blessings.

But judging from the scenes he saw with his own eyes, his stereotype was not accurate.

Perhaps most demons are cold-blooded and cruel, and there will also be a few exceptions that are extremely affectionate and sexual.

Thinking of this, Wen Rui also secretly glanced at the Rakshasa girl. Wasn't this witch also a mother with strong feelings for her son?

At this moment, the Rakshasa girl looked preoccupied. She obviously didn't like to be Wen Rui's executioner, and she didn't want to look directly at the gradually losing life heads of the demon mother and son who were beheaded by her own hands on the altar.

However, the effect of killing chickens to scare monkeys is very good. Using the chief's family to sacrifice the flag completely shattered the resistance of this small tribe.

It can be seen that this family has a high prestige and is deeply respected by the demons. The father is the leader of the male demons, the mother is the role model of the female demons, and the demon children are the kings of children.

When they are all dead, there will be no successors capable of leading the tribe, and the tribe will be completely disillusioned and can only accept their fate humbly, like a group of lambs waiting to be slaughtered.

In the main hall, more than a hundred demons knelt on the ground spontaneously, trembling involuntarily, waiting for their new master to give orders.

Wen Rui turned on the speaker and said in a deep voice: "Everyone stand up, no kneeling!"

The demon got up in surprise.

"There seems to be a little misunderstanding between us." Wen Ruilang said: "You may think that I am an intruder, plundering you and taking you as slaves."

The demons nodded slowly. In their understanding, what Wen Rui did was no different from that of the demon bandits.

At best, this mysterious human race is a little more merciful than the demon bandits. They kill people very neatly and disdain to torture and humiliate the losers.

This is much better than most demonic bandits.

"But it's not true. I'm just an armed businessman from the East."

Wen Rui continued: "When I came to this continent, I just wanted to open up a business road and do business with you."

In order for the demons to understand, Wen Rui explained patiently: "Do you understand the transaction? I take things in exchange for your things, everyone gets what they need, and everyone can profit from it."

The demons looked confused, simply not understanding what the concept Wen Rui described was.

"Master, we are already yours, and everything we own is yours, why should we change things?"

The hunter leader, the number one demon traitor who was the first to rebel, bravely said: "You mean, if we dedicate ourselves to you, you will give us happiness, right?"

He knelt on the ground, clasped his hands, and kept praying: "Please give me that kind of happiness again. I am willing to give everything. My wife is also one of the most beautiful women in the tribe. I offer her to you as a sacrifice." ”

"There is definitely something wrong with your gods." Wen Rui rubbed his temples and said angrily: "As long as you practice hard, sacrifice, and self-mutilate, the gods will bless you blindly. This has created the stinker of you getting something for nothing, being full of desires, and being unrealistic. Problem."

"Otherwise, even if resources are scarce, we still won't be able to live this virtuous life."

It's a pity that the demons couldn't understand Wen Rui's complaints. They just stood there blankly, confused as to what their new master wanted from them.

"Okay, you can regard me as someone to believe in and perform penance." Wen Rui had no choice but to change his words: "But what I need is not that you use weird ways to prove your piety, but that I want you to bring out ores and magic crystals, or work.”

"If your 'pension' satisfies me, I will grant you a blessing, but this blessing is not for you to make arbitrary demands. I will clearly price the results of your penance and grant corresponding rewards. "

"Do you understand this time?"

The demons still seemed to understand, but there were also smart demons. A Rakshasa girl who looked young and not so plump and attractive came out of the witch team.

Holding a red crystal, she came to Wen Rui respectfully, placed the crystal on the ground, then knelt down and kissed Wen Rui's feet.

This may be some kind of ritual to sacrifice to the gods. Wen Rui didn't bother to correct her, picked up the red crystal and snapped his fingers.

There was a snap of fingers, and a hexagonal space-time rift opened in the air. A transport ship jumped over and stopped above the hall.

The transport ship hatch opened, and the Ultron robot flew to the ground with half a fan of pork, walked straight to the Rakshasa girl, and handed the pork to her hand.

The raw pork gave off a strong fishy smell, but the Rakshasa girl looked like a modern girl, with little stars twinkling in her eyes when she saw the dessert cake.

He opened the cherry's small mouth, revealing its sharp fangs, and bit it in one bite, eating it in big mouthfuls. The food was extremely sweet.

The scene of the Rakshasa girl devouring raw meat made all the demons look at it with envy, and they couldn't help but swallow their saliva, as if the piece of meat was some kind of delicacy.

Wen Rui was afraid that the demons hadn't figured out the situation yet, so he quickly reminded: "This is called a deal! You bring the gems, and I will give you blood food."

The level of civilization of the Rakshasa Kingdom in the west is still far inferior to that of the Zhou people in the east. They are still at the stage of "neighbors gather grain and I gather guns, and neighbors are my granaries."

Wealth is only built on force, scattered in small tribes in remote areas, and even the basic concept of trade has not yet been formed.

After watching the demonstration, the demons woke up as if from a dream, and several Rakshasa witches took off the crystal stones used for decoration from their bodies and walked towards Wenrui.

Wen Rui quickly pointed at the Ultron robot: "It is my messenger, you sacrifice to it, don't bother me!"

However, there were also witches who could not understand human speech and rashly approached. Wenrui slapped her mercilessly, and then she honestly ran to the Ultron robot to exchange.

Meat deeply attracted the attention of the demons. They were easily dominated by the most basic desires and appetites. They surrounded the Ultron robot and rushed to hand it gems.

Wen Rui walked to the altar and said to the three heads on the altar, "Did you hear what I just said? Do you understand it?"

The three heads have not lost their vitality, but the head of the devil boy seems a little depressed, and it seems that it cannot last for long.

"Beheading you is just one of the ways for me, as a foreigner, to follow the local customs and better integrate into your Muqiang culture."

Wen Rui pointed at the demons in the hall who were fighting over the pieces of meat they had obtained in exchange: "Otherwise, whatever good things I brought out would have been robbed by you before I had time to exchange them. There would be no fair trade at all."

"Killing you is not the goal, it is just a means. The goal has been achieved. Whether you die or not is no longer important."

Wen Rui's tone became serious, his gaze moved past the eyes of the three heads, and he said word by word: "Besides, I never rush to kill everyone, but always leave a glimmer of hope."

"Now, I'll give you a chance to choose. Do you want to die calmly as a family, or do you want to be rescued again?"