Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

The thief glanced at Usma and said to his heart that it was a strange name.

However, since Usma stood up and opened a good head at this time, Ji Zei nodded: "Yes, the Frost Valley Tribe has accepted you. From now on, everyone will be partners. Come over and have a meal together."

Usma nodded respectfully, and followed the thief, and the group sat back in the middle of the valley.

When he saw a campfire rising in the valley and the people sitting around the campfire and eating barbecue, Usma was even more surprised: "It is said that the Frost Valley tribe has a holy fire, which can make food more delicious, but that’s not Is the treatment that only elders can enjoy?"

The fat elder on the side said: "That was before, after the warriors came, it was easier to make a fire, and everyone could eat barbecue."

Usma looked back at the thief in shock.

The thief was holding the cub of the Sabretooth tiger to amusement at this time, and said: "Everyone has worked hard today. Use a crock pot to make some soup for everyone to drink. By the way, Master Wizard, how about the refinement of the salt? Up?"

The witch heard the words: "I got a lot of salt water today, but you said that you should boil the salt water to get the salt. You are not there, I didn't dare to do it."

"Well, if this is the case, starting tomorrow, I will be responsible for refining the salt. Let's take the brine first, and everyone will use it when we make the soup later." Ji Zei said.

It was an ordinary conversation, but when it fell in Uthma's ears, it was so surprised.

No matter in any tribe, the existence of wizards is second only to the patriarch, but in the Frost Valley tribe, such a noble wizard said that he would not dare to warriors?

What is going on here?

Also, that crock pot, what is that salt?

When he was surprised, the old patriarch asked Ji thief: "Warrior, if they are not willing to join our tribe, do you really want to send them back to the Black Mountain tribe?"

Ji Zei pressed the chin of the Sabertooth Tiger without raising his head and said, "Of course, what I exchanged for them was to strengthen the strength of our Frost Valley tribe. If they don't join, I can only send them back."

Ji thief's words did not reveal a trace of emotion, and fell in Uthma's ears, so indifferent.

He had no doubt that Ji Thief would really do this.

"The warriors are right. What we planned at the beginning was to absorb them into the tribe and grow their strength. If they are disobedient, what is the use of keeping them?" said the thin elder.

"Okay, let's not talk about this now, let's eat first." Ji Thief said.

Everyone nodded, picked up the barbecue and ate it.

The thief reached out and took the barbecue that Xuexue handed over. After thinking about it, he gave it to Usma, and said, "It should be uncomfortable to live in the Heishan tribe. Come on, you can eat it first."

Usma looked at the thief did not move, he was still thinking about the old patriarch and the others, when the thief just said a word, they told the high level of the tribe to shut up.

For a while, Usma was shocked.

This Frost Valley tribe, is it the chief of the patriarch or the first warrior of the tribe in front of it?

Thinking about it, he couldn't help but tremble a little bit.

No matter how smart the thief was, he couldn't read Usma's heart. Seeing that he didn't answer, he frowned and said, "You won't eat?"

Usma recovered and took it respectfully: "Don't dare, don't dare, it's just shocked that Lord Warrior will let me eat first."

Ji thief waved his hand: "The tribe doesn't have so many rules, as long as it is not essentially wrong, it will be fine."

The old patriarch nodded aside.

Looking at this scene, Usma believed even more in her own mind.

He carefully gnawed down a piece of meat, and then he exhaled and said, "It's delicious."

The thief said, "It's delicious, this meat is soaked in salt water before roasting. When you were in your tribe, you probably didn't have this kind of treatment."

Usma nodded hurriedly: "Our tribe can't eat barbecue at all."

Hearing this, Ji thief was taken aback: "Why, don't you guys know how to hunt?"

Usma looked up and looked at the thief with a puzzled look.

The witch felt embarrassed and hurriedly pulled the thief and said, "Warriors, they don’t know how to hunt, but they don’t have the sacred fire to eat barbecue. In fact, every tribe is different, just like the Frost Valley tribe has the sacred fire, the mountain tribe With harder stones, the wood spear of the Lin tribe can do well, and the wound medicine of the Yun tribe is the best."

Ji Zei said: "Really?"

The witch nodded.

Usma looked at the thief weakly, wondering if the warrior knew this?

As he was thinking, he saw Ji thief who had his head down and didn't know what he was thinking.

But how do outsiders know what idea Ji Thief is fighting at this time?

From the witch's mouth, Ji thief realized that every tribe has his special product, or his characteristics. Of course, except for the Heishan tribe, this perverted tribe has only the characteristics of cannibalism except for the large number of people.

He is now thinking about how to cheat their specialties from other tribes.

For example, the hard rocks of the mountain tribes are definitely more powerful when used as flying rocks.

There are also the wood spears of the forest tribe. If you have their help, you don't have to worry about the supply of spear throwers.

After all, no matter how sophisticated the wooden spears made by themselves, the number cannot be increased.

If there are special products of the forest tribe and the mountain tribe, then the thief can let everyone in the Frost Valley tribe possess such a sophisticated weapon. When the time comes, I am afraid that the Black Mountain tribe will fail?

"Warrior! Warrior!"

Seeing Ji Thief not speaking for a long time, the witch called him twice.

"Ah, what's the matter?" Ji Zei asked after returning to his senses.

"what are you thinking?"

"No, nothing, have you got the crock?" Ji Thief said.

"coming."

"Oh, let's make the soup first, and then make the soup first." Ji Zei said, thinking about how to cheat their special products from other tribes.

"Is this a crock pot!" Usma was immediately surprised as he watched the tribe pick up the crock pot and start adding water to make the soup.

"Of course, this is made by Lord Warrior. There are no other tribes. The soup made with this is delicious. I will let you taste it later," said Aniu.

Between the words, he looked like Ji Zei's little brother, you know, he has killed Ji Zei many times before.

But Usma, who had listened to Aniu's words, nodded quickly.

After waiting for a while, the bone soup wafted out of fragrance, and Aniu held a bowl for him, shocked that Usma looked back and forth with the bowl up and down, "What is this!"

"This is a bowl, and it's also specially made for soup by Lord Warrior. Be careful, it's hotter." Aniu kindly reminded.

Usma looked at Ji Thief and saw that Ji Thief blew the soup in his hand and placed it next to the little Sabertooth Tiger’s mouth, watching the little guy sipping, and the other one lying on his leg. The cub couldn't help holding Ji Thief's pants.

Upon seeing this, Ji Zei put down the bowl and let the two little tiger cubs drink by themselves. Suddenly, he thought of something and asked: "Have you fed those wild boar antelopes in the back mountain?"

The fat elder nodded: "It's been fed."

"Well, do they seem to run away?"

"This is not there yet, but the three rams fought today and broke several circles. The tribe has repaired them."

Ji thief thought for a while: "Tomorrow I will pull out two and kill them, leaving only one. If the male is fine, he likes to fight, which is not conducive to management. As long as one ram is left, he will not be afraid of other sheep running away."

The fat elder nodded.

Usma asked curiously: "Sheep?"

Aniu explained: "Don't you know, Lord Warrior raises a lot of animals in the valley. This way, our tribe won't have to worry about not catching prey and be hungry in winter."

Uthma's eyes opened wide for a moment.

Aniu said: "In addition, the weapons we used to defeat the Heishan tribe, like spear throwers and flying rocks, were all invented by Lord Warrior. It can be said that Lord Warrior was given to us by the Frost Valley Tribe. "

A Niu's words resonated with other people, and everyone began to praise Ji Thief.

In the end, the cheeky Rao Ji Thief couldn't stand it anymore, his old face was flushed and he waved his hands: "Don't, don't talk nonsense, I am so good, don't listen to them."

Although the thief was modest, Usma did not think so. He had a faint feeling, a feeling that the thief was an extraordinary person, and his decision to join the Frost Valley tribe could not be wrong.

Thinking of this, Usma stood up with a chuckle, but Ji Thief was shocked.

I saw Usma bend down very respectfully, and the Chongji thief said: "Sir Warrior, I can persuade everyone to join the Frost Valley tribe."

When the voice fell, not only the Ji thief, but even the other clansmen were also stunned.

"Do you have a way?"

Usma nodded: "Yes!"