After hearing Song Ziyu's words, these natives did not reduce their fear at all, but became more cautious.
"People of the Corpse Clan, we have no enmity or grudge against you, don't come to harm us!"
Qiuqiu's father, the sturdy and short native, roared, and Song Ziyu could hear fear in his voice.
"Corpse tribe member? I am not a corpse tribe member." Song Ziyu explained.
"Fart! I can smell the corpse stench on your body from a long distance away."
roared the old native.
Song Ziyu touched his nose and said, "You are mistaken. I am a real human being."
"I do not believe."
The old native looked doubtful.
"Forget it if you don't believe it."
Song Ziyu looked indifferent.
At this time, a relatively big-headed native next to the old native analyzed: "Old Hei, this guy's statement seems to make sense. After all, the corpse tribe never calls themselves corpse tribesmen. They all call themselves saint tribe... Moreover, it seems that there is no need for it to save Qiuqiu, after all, those guys are extremely cruel beings."
After listening to the advice of the people around him, the native named Lao Hei finally became doubtful.
"Are you really human?"
Lao Hei asked.
"What you're talking about is nonsense. I'm not a human being and all of you guys are going to die."
Song Ziyu explained.
"What about the corpse smell on your body?"
Lao Hei was still worried and began to question Song Ziyu.
"It's just a disguise." Song Ziyu said calmly.
"I see!"
Lao Hei felt relieved and softened his attitude towards Song Ziyu.
It can be said that the aboriginal people are simple-minded. After explaining it clearly in a few words, everyone's attitude towards Soong Ziyu changed drastically, and they began to greet Soong Ziyu.
Everyone followed Qiuqiu's directions and headed towards the location of the saber-toothed tiger.
On the way, Song Ziyu asked: "Are the corpse tribesmen you are talking about the kind of guys who show their teeth and grin?"
As he spoke, Song Ziyu began to imitate the appearance of low-level zombies.
"Those are all low-level zombie clan members. The high-level zombie clan members are very scary."
Lao Hei seemed unwilling to mention it more and spoke only a few words. It was obvious that there were scary and painful things that he did not want to recall.
At this time, the big-headed native also curiously asked Song Ziyu: "You look very strange in your dress and appearance. I wonder where you come from? We have never seen anyone similar to you in this area."
Faced with this probing cross-examination, Song Ziyu just said calmly: "I can't tell you where I come from. In short, I am lost. I don't even know where I am."
Song Ziyu's nonsense didn't get much questioning, because these natives were completely attracted by the huge body of the saber-toothed tiger!
“So much meat!”
Lao Hei couldn't help but exclaimed.
Immediately, these indigenous people looked at Song Ziyu with eager eyes.
"What are you looking at me for?"
Song Ziyu looked at these guys with glowing eyes and couldn't help but ask.
Qiuqiu explained: "Dear guest, you hunted this prey, so you have the right to distribute it. Everyone is waiting for your greeting."
Song Ziyu suddenly realized when he heard this. He always thought that these indigenous people were so reasonable and understood the rules, which was much better than modern people.
Then, Song Ziyu said with a smile: "These things are of little use to me. If you want them, you can do whatever you want."
After hearing Song Ziyu say that it was not necessary, these indigenous people immediately started to use the stone tools in their hands to divide the body of the saber-toothed tiger, and cut all the saber-toothed tiger meat into pieces.
Seeing these indigenous people busy and busy, Song Ziyu felt very anxious.
According to the speed of these people, it will only take years and months for this seven- to eight-meter-long tiger to be decomposed.
Seeing that the sky was already getting late, Song Ziyu knew that he could not delay any longer, so he asked Xiaoshuang to transform into a silver sword and chop at the huge body of the saber-toothed tiger.
With a few swipes of the sword, the saber-toothed tiger was cut into pieces.
"Okay, pack up and let's go!"
Song Ziyu said generously.
Everyone was dumbfounded on the spot!
At this moment!
The expressions in the eyes of these indigenous people looking at Song Ziyu have changed from fear and awe to worship.
indeed!
In this very simple tribal structure, strength means everything!
Song Ziyu's power was undoubtedly demonstrated at this moment, and he conquered these savages in an instant.
The faces of the savages showed expressions of reverence and compliments, and some even kowtowed to Song Ziyu... Ahem, this is the courtesy only for gods.
"How about this?" Song Ziyu wiped his nose and said, "It's getting late, let's find a place to stay first."
Therefore, after this "feast" of dividing meat, Song Ziyu became a god-like existence in the eyes of these indigenous people.
…
Under the cheers of the savages, the team headed north. After several hours of trekking, the indigenous people finally returned to their camp, a simple tribal settlement.
Upon entering the settlement, Song Ziyu was immediately treated as a guest, and was personally invited by the tribe elders to rest in the largest thatched hut.
This thatched house originally belonged to the first warrior of the tribe. It is said that the tribal warrior was very angry when he heard the elder's request. After all, in the civilized era, the unit divided the house and asked you to withdraw from the house. This is also very annoying. Things that are unacceptable.
So the tribal warriors planned to challenge Song Ziyu's authority.
Unfortunately, when the prestige reaches a certain level, the tribal warriors are not even qualified to challenge.
Under the scolding of the tribal elders, the unconvinced tribal warriors retreated.
But the tribal warrior was still aggrieved and sulked alone outside the tribe gate.
At this time, Lao Hei came up and said to the warrior: "Kunda, come with me."
The tribal warrior came to Lao Hei, and Lao Hei took him to the warehouse where the meat was stored.
Looking at the mountains of saber-toothed tiger meat, Kunda was a little confused.
"I leave this saber-toothed tiger to you, can you handle it?"
Kunda blushed and said, "I'm not afraid of death..."
"I asked you if you could kill a saber-toothed tiger on your own?"
Lao Hei asked.
Although Kunda was very unconvinced, he finally shook his head helplessly.
"That's it!"
Lao Hei said lightly: "This gentleman killed the saber-toothed tiger with one sword, and then distributed all the meat to our tribe. What does this mean? We can't hunt so much meat in a year, but they don't want any of it." , all were given to our tribe, this is a benefactor!" m.
Immediately, Lao Hei said earnestly: "Kunda, can't you be more understanding and tolerant towards such a benefactor?"
Lao Hei's words convinced the tribal warrior on the spot.
The simple-minded Kunda thought for a while and said: "Uncle Hei, why don't you give my mother-in-law as well? Warm the bed and press the quilt for our benefactor?"
Lao Heihe glanced at Kunda, and then flatly refused: "No, you can't be such a casual person!"
"For the benefactor of the tribe, I am willing to pay, I can do whatever I want." Kunda just accepted death.
But the old gangster said: "Your mother-in-law has slept with all the men in the tribe. She is no longer pure. It must be impolite to warm the bed of your benefactor... I have already arranged for my daughter to go there, so don't worry about it." ”
Some people died, but not completely...
