Omile Planet Safe Zone.
In this ruins, each major ethnic group has its own customs and traditions, especially the bird people. Their rituals to mourn the dead can be called epic art.
The female bird-men circled the sky and sang loudly. The beautiful songs sang in memory of the deceased. The elderly tribesmen knelt beside the deceased and gently wiped every feather on the body of the deceased, so that these dead tribesmen would go to heaven clean. Life.
The warriors of the Birdmen chanted eulogies in the language of their home planet. After seeing the solemn scene, even Chen Tiansheng thought it was a great art.
Other ethnic groups mourn in different ways.
For example, the blue-skinned Namek people knelt in circles and circles around the corpse, putting their hands on their shoulders to form a circle. The next circle was the same, with three layers inside and three layers outside.
Shaking their heads and using their racial language, the heroes were brought to transcendent bliss.
Other ethnic groups are not so serious. They dance around the corpse, cheer, and hold the corpse high. Each tribe member reaches out to touch the corpse, and then uses a special memorial dance to mourn their dead compatriots.
Chen Tiansheng watched silently as various ethnic groups mourned the deceased. Yang Xue came behind him and asked in confusion:
"What's the point of doing this?"
Chen Tiansheng said indifferently:
"A promising ethnic group cannot be without heroes. Only by letting them all understand that after their death, they will be worshiped by the tribe as their faith, can such an ethnic group be saved."
"I see."
Yang Xue suddenly realized.
In the outermost circle of spectators, there were ethnic groups that did not participate in this operation. Some old people looked at other ethnic groups with tears in their eyes. The memorial ceremony for the deceased brought out the deepest memories hidden in the hearts of these old people.
Most of them were born on the Death Star, and the behavior of mourning the tribe only existed in older oral traditions.
It is not easy to be born and die on the Death Star. It is not easy to stay alive. After death, it is already a luxury not to be eaten as food!
I never thought that after death, I could still be so beautiful and be mourned and remembered by the tribe. This was something I never dared to think about before.
Most were in tears.
But there is always a small group of people who disagree.
For example, the black community, Hei Zai and the others were just released. Because they did not participate in hunting, they could only watch from a distance.
Due to Chen Tiansheng's strong strength, they could only endure the humiliation and lick their tongues sourly.
"Bah, what a waste. So many people died at one time. The food was so good, why should they be buried?"
Except for Hei Zai's nagging, others are full of expectations. In fact, they also hope that after their death, they can be worshiped as heroes by their tribe. Even if they don't say it, they are already envious in their hearts.
Soon, the sacrificial activities ended, and all the deceased heroes were buried according to ethnic customs.
Next, Chen Tiansheng waved his hand and held a grand bonfire party tonight!
The 20 groups participating in the hunt each set up campfires. The women were responsible for handling the giant birds and processing the ingredients according to the recipes given by Chen Tiansheng.
In addition to the 20 ethnic groups, Chen Tiansheng also roasted 10 giant birds. The other ethnic groups worked on their own, and everyone in his own ethnic group, including the old, weak, women and children, could get a share of food.
But other ethnic groups who did not participate in the hunt could only watch helplessly.
The entire safe area is filled with fragrance, and the strong fragrance makes people linger.
With Chen Tiansheng in charge, no matter how greedy they were, they would not dare to ask for it.
When Chen Tiansheng's ten giant birds were cooked, he waved his hand and assigned one to the Holy Angel Clan. He and Yang Xue couldn't finish the remaining nine.
"Forget about eating, which ethnic group is ranked 21st in training?"
"The Grays."
"Call over here."
Yang Xue called the leader of the Gray tribe. Chen Tiansheng gnawed on the fragrant muscles and said with a mouth full of oil:
"You are ranked 21st in training. You are only a little bit short of being able to participate in hunting. Do you want to eat?"
The leader of the Little Gray Clan, nodding his head is like pounding garlic, and every time he nods, his saliva will flow out and scatter everywhere.
"Okay, okay. If you want to eat, I'll give it to you. Call your soldiers over and I'll allocate some to you."
The little gray man happily called the soldiers, and they all knelt in front of Chen Tiansheng, eagerly waiting for the distribution of food.
"Everyone stand up!"
Chen Tiansheng gave the order with a straight face.
The Grays all stood up without knowing why. Didn't they always kneel before? Why did their master get angry when they knelt today?
Chen Tiansheng said seriously:
"If you want to live well, you have to rely on your own efforts. If you kneel down and kowtow, you can get food in exchange, but you cannot get dignity. Only by being strong can you be invincible."
"I can teach you fighting skills, knowledge about the universe, and even give you strength, but I can't give you dignity. If you want to live a wonderful life, work hard for me in the future. You can hunt and kill whatever you want, so you don't have to kneel down and beg for food. Understand?"
"clear!"
Chen Tiansheng's words made their blood boil, and they secretly determined that from now on, they must train hard to be more powerful than other ethnic groups and become predators that surpass them.
After the food was distributed to the Grays, the soldiers devoured it. Fortunately, they kept some of it and distributed it to the old, weak, women and children in the Grays so that they could also have a taste of the delicious food.
The next step is to rank No. 22, follow the same method, first let them know self-esteem, and then use both kindness and power to let them get food.
Some ethnic groups know how to share, but some ethnic groups are even on guard against their own tribesmen and want to eat their own food. Other ethnic groups, even if their own parents want to eat, just eat shit!
Chen Tiansheng kept track of all such ethnic groups and greatly discounted their ranking in his mind.
After all the 55 ethnic groups were allocated, the black group was not called, but the black boy came up to him shamelessly, bared his big white teeth, and asked with a silly smile:
"I'll take our share!"
"Who said I was going to give you food?"
Chen Tiansheng asked deliberately provocatively.
Hei Zai's face stiffened and he retorted:
"Other ethnic groups have taken it, why don't they give it to us?"
Chen Tiansheng held a bone in his mouth as if holding a cigarette and said provocatively:
"Other ethnic groups train hard and are very obedient. As for you, you only find trouble and make trouble. If I tell you to go west, you will go east. Why do you still want to eat?"
"I!"
Xiao Hei was furious.
"I haven't eaten yet. Don't think that only you can hunt, we can too!"
After saying that, Hei Zai left angrily, summoned his tribe members, waved his hand, put on his weapons and went hunting together.
Before leaving, Xiaohei and the black group said proudly:
"You just wait for us. If you don't give us food now, when we get back to the giant bird, you won't even want a single feather!"
In response to this, Chen Tiansheng just smiled coldly and continued to hold Wu Qimahei and continue to masturbate the cat.
"Meow, you are so bad!"
"This is what the wicked need."
