Number One Player of Time and Space

   Chapter 900

  "Sell it to us! Patriarch of Nightmare, my flower department is willing to offer double the market price on weekdays!"

   "I will offer three times the price!"

   "Patriarch Night Dire, I don’t have much money to leave, but these materials are too important to our people. Can I go to your tent to talk slowly at night?"

  "Shut up, take off your horse, flea and rabbit, how big is it?"

  "Sorry, Ji Zida can do whatever he wants!"

The northern snowfields are poor in resources, and income depends on hunting furs and various specialty herbs. Even if the mutual market was opened up in the past, under the deliberate price reduction of human merchants, the winter supplies that could be purchased were too short, not to mention that the mutual market is closed now. There is nowhere to buy if you have money.

  In order to bring out these supplies from the "Yebu", the headhunting patriarchs can be said to have tried their best, and the quarrels became louder and louder, and they had to draw the knife directly in the tent.

Luo Jie rubbed his forehead subconsciously. It was obvious that these bunny girls were pretty good, but they were full of gangsters when talking and doing things. If the skins of the animals were replaced with black suits and the bone ornaments were replaced with gold chains, it would be almost impossible. It is a proper Hong Kong-made gangster movie.

  Sure enough, it’s unrealistic to rely solely on headhunting rabbits. I want to build a demi-human country that can talk to the empire and the squad on an equal footing. It’s not the master of the northern green forests in the different world...

"enough!"

  Luo Jie screamed, calming down the chaotic scene like a vegetable market in front of him.

His gaze swept over the torn and messy animal skins of the headhunting patriarchs...Well, the gray rabbit muscle sister Gui jumped directly, leaning on the throne armrest with one hand and propped his chin, and said with a smile: "I just brought it out for you to see. When did you say you want to sell it?"

  "Asshole! You trick us..." The gray rabbit patriarch "De Lei" subconsciously drew his sword, his eyes fell on the black giant sword that was about to move next to the throne, and he gritted his teeth and put his hand back unwillingly.

  Luo Jie spreads out indifferently.

"Patriarch De Lei, you are also the leader of the clan anyway, can you not be so naive? You are not from my tribe, so why would you sell you something with just one sentence? Of course, if it is from my tribe, then another Don't talk about it..."

  This sentence is no longer a suggestion, it is completely express.

  Follow me and have meat to eat.

  There was a long silence in the agenda. Dozens of headhunting patriarchs frowned or looked around, and they were obviously struggling with contradictions in their hearts.

   "Patriarch Night Dire, can you ask, are there any additional conditions for joining your tribe?"

  The first person to let go was still the brown-haired girl Patriarch Hun who was "doing off". Although this woman's temperament was a bit smoky and charming, in her bones she was a shrewd person rarely seen in headhunters.

The gray rabbit muscle sister Gui "De Lei" slapped the wooden table in front of him to pieces, and angrily rebuked, "Take it off! You traitor! Could it be that a little bit of food and salt bought you? How willing to let a human A man riding on your head? Do you still have the dignity of being a headhunter?"

  The other headhunting patriarchs were silent, and their already shaken positions made them really not sure where to help.

"Duo Tuo" sneered with his fingers on the brown braid hanging on one shoulder, with a somewhat self-deprecating sneer: "We Duo Tuo is a small tribe of more than 300 people, but not the same as yours. Great cause... This winter there are already dozens of people in our tribe who died of freezing and starvation. In order to save a little food, the elderly in the tribe willingly walked into the mountains, and the newborn baby was strangled to death by the mother. The kind of grief was yet again. A feeling of powerlessness, people born in a big tribe like you have never experienced it in your life, right?"

"If you can't live, what about the dignity of the headhunting race? Yes, you can say that I am more humble, as long as my people can eat and wear warmth, go to the special headhunting tradition! Not to mention letting the Patriarch of Night Dire ride on my head, even if he rides on me, it’s okay!"

  It’s not enough to get dirty in meetings, but now in front of a foreign man, the "do-off" self-flying makes the headhunters a little embarrassed, and subconsciously touches their ears and heads to conceal their unnaturalness.

  But... the words are rough and not rough.

The patriarchs in the tent focused their attention on Luo Jie, who was sitting on the throne of animal skins. The latter smiled and stretched out two fingers.

  "I have two ways of alliance and merging here, it depends on which way you want to choose, the chief of the Duots."

   "To form an alliance means that in accordance with the previous practice, you still maintain an alliance relationship with our ministry, treat me as the king, and obey all my orders within the scope of the covenant and must not violate it."

   "Incorporated, the clan moved to become a member of my clan, I can guarantee that I will treat the members of the merged clan equally-in fact, the clan members of the original "Tiuley clan" are also strange faces to me. "

   "Of course, the treatment that these two options can get is completely different."

   "If you choose to form an alliance, I will sell you the imperial embargoed materials at the market price."

   "If you choose to be incorporated, the tribe will be responsible for all the supplies of food, clothing, housing, transportation, etc., for each tribe, and provide a minimum living allowance for every disabled elderly and underage child."

  The former head-hunting rabbit queen "Tiu Lei", standing aside, raised her head slightly, looking at the human man on the throne who took control of the situation in the tent with the understatement, the expression in his red eyes became more and more mixed.

  This is Yang Mou, Chi Guoguo’s Yang Mou.

   Both options seem to be able to get important wintering supplies as one wish, but the actual result is very different.

The   headhunting rabbit tribe is basically a group of paupers. Even before the closure of the exchange with the empire, the materials that can be exchanged each year are not enough to survive a winter, and there will still be elderly and infirm who cannot survive the next spring.

  Choosing to form an alliance and purchase materials at market prices is just to bring the situation back to before the mutual market.

  However, things in the world do not suffer from lack and unevenness.

  If there is no second option, everyone will be hungry if they want to be hungry. Anyway, it has been this way for thousands of years, and no one thinks it is wrong.

  But now a tribe is suddenly wide. When others are starving and going through the winter, they can eat hot pot and sing songs in a warm tent. Who can bear this?

The most amazing thing is that whether you choose the first or the second, the prerequisite is that Luo Jie's supreme leadership over the headhunting tribe must be recognized, and this just subverts the headhunting tribe, which has only used females of the same tribe since ancient times. The most basic rule of command.

  Once the defense is broken at this point, choosing the first one that seems conservative will give people a ridiculous sense of arrogance.

  The brown-haired girl "Duo To" did not hesitate to come to the throne, knelt down like the original "Tiu Lei", and kissed the toe of Luo Jie's shoe.

   "I, Duo Tuo, voluntarily stepped down as the head of the patriarch, and merged all 317 people into the night club."

  With the beginning of "Duotubu", other patriarchs also gradually relieved their psychological burdens and knelt under the throne one after another, expressing their willingness to join the clan.

  Of course, it is not to say that Luo Jie has any "dominant spirit", and the tiger's body can make people pay attention to it.

  It’s not a good job to be the chief of the headhunting rabbit tribe.

  There are basically no privileges. There are a lot of messy things. I worry about hard work and not please. If it is not for being selected by the tribe, I can't hide it. Basically, few people are willing to sit in this unlucky position.

   is completely different from the human official’s “living less money, more close to home, high power and less responsibility”.

   Now that some people are willing to take over, these head-hunting rabbit patriarchs are actually eager to throw the current mess of the tribe to others for headaches.

  As for how to explain to the tribesmen that the king of the tribe has become a man—to be able to eat a full stomach, does UU read www.uukanshu.com, and anyone cares about this?

In fact, for ordinary headhunters, as long as the matriarchal social infrastructure of the tribe remains unchanged, the overall operation is still dominated by women, and the top level is male or female. In fact, it is not what makes them feel that the sky is collapsed. thing.

  Perhaps the only thing that makes them feel a little uneasy is that their new king is a human being.

  The racial barrier is difficult to eliminate with simple profit methods.

   But Luo Jie has already made a plan for this.

  "Well, since everyone is now a family, then I declare one thing-after all the people move to my ministry, I will formally establish a nation here and marry the former queen "Tiu Lei" as the first queen. "

Ask for a ticket...Today I went to hang up a decorative painting for the living room of my mother-in-law’s new home, maybe because of fatigue and not in good condition, just post these first, take a good rest in the evening, and see if I can write more tomorrow... I asked for a ticket last night. The little comic, in the easter egg at the back of Chapter 899, you can look over it. The material is a very fleshy comic called "Is the Bathing Water Temperature Right for the Brave". Good boy, don't read it, I can remind you.

  (End of this chapter)