These bandits turned out to be very resistant to reorganizing the team.
Usually, they will be reduced to changing teams, or they can't get along with other team members, and become the one who is abandoned under the captain's consideration. grab, grab, grab
Either the original team leader has failed and the remaining members have no choice but to join other teams.
No matter what the situation is, changing teams is an annoying thing for them.
However, after having a leader, everyone's understanding of the team has risen to a new level. No matter which captain you change to, you are still part of this group.
Besides, this is just a task assigned by the leader. Once completed, everyone can return to their respective teams.
The fifteen teams responsible for collecting food got together to arrange their own routes, and then divided into five groups and set off in different directions. Every member is highly motivated and wants to achieve good results in the leader's first mission.
The remaining eight teams followed Mo Bei and the others, shrouded in a halo of vitality and moving forward quickly.
In order to look familiar to him, a group of sand bandits took off their helmets when they were not fighting. When Mo Bei occasionally looked back to see if anyone was left behind, they would grin and eat dirt along the way.
People of this ethnic group like to have tattoos. Most of them have criss-crossing blue and black lines on their faces, many bone ornaments hanging on their bodies, and different hairstyles, some of which are quite eye-catching.
For example, there is a hairstyle with two braids on the bald head. I don’t know how it became popular. There are several of them at a glance, as if the beetle has become a spirit.
Mo Bei wanted to get rid of it for them, but considering that this was personal freedom, he couldn't interfere with it.
Looking at the dust rising behind him, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
Why do you look so much like a wasteland bosozoku? . .
But the bandits did not see the disgust hidden in their boss's eyes. At this time, there was wind under their feet, and their hearts were filled with infinite pride as the leader's bodyguard.
Emma, look at our incredible speed. How many people have experienced this speed?
These pants are so worn that they are almost smoking!
. . . . .
Mo Bei turned to look at Milor and Perona who were walking silently and quickly. He felt a little sorry and said:
"I may have to drag you around for a while. Once this matter is over, we can practice and upgrade in peace."
Perona glanced at him, shrugged, and showed an expression that was pretty good.
Milor also shook his head and said with a smile:
"It's not like I'm just wandering around. I think some things are much more important than improving personal strength. I'm very happy to be able to contribute to this." Xixi Tianlai Novel tianlaixsw.com Xixi
Mo Bei was startled when he heard this, and thought to himself that the political commissar of our team had thought through the problem thoroughly.
He originally thought that taking on such a big thing would be a bit too much to worry about. Not only would there be no benefit, but there would also be a risk of overturning.
So in fact, he has always had a more Buddhist attitude towards whether these bandits are willing to return. If they really don't want to, then forget it.
At this time, listening to Milor's words, he thought of those people who gave up improving their personal strength.
They then devoted themselves to managing the human race, while some quietly provided logistical support for other career changers, or devoted themselves to teaching the younger generations of novices.
What they did was indeed more effective than entering the wilderness and confronting various monsters head-on.
After these sand bandits move to Lu Gaoyin, as long as they are resettled properly, they will always increase the power of the human side.
Since this matter fell on me due to various coincidences, I should still go all out.
Their team of hundreds of people had been redeployed and had the blessing of a vitality halo, which greatly shortened the time required.
On the sixth day, the bandits saw the oasis where their own tribe was stationed.
There are oases of various sizes here, faintly connected in a line, next to a huge sand dune.
They were standing on the huge sand dune, looking down. There was a small lake in the center of the largest oasis, and the scenery was pretty good.嘘戅戅
The geographical conditions are indeed much better than those of Marble and the others. No wonder it can feed so many people.
What surprised Mo Bei was that their village was not built in the largest oasis. In his opinion, the most ideal location should be to build a village around the small lake, which would be the most convenient for life.
After asking, I found out that the people here would never build a village near a water source. This is their ancestral precept.
Because the water sources in the desert are almost all stagnant water, and so many people live around water sources, no matter how careful they are, they will inevitably spoil the water sources.
Therefore, they would rather have trouble getting water than dare to live by the lake and risk their own livelihood.
Moreover, the small lake looks very pleasant like a bright mirror, but it is a lake of bitter water, so this is not a paradise at all. The people who live here are bitter in their mouths and bitter in their hearts.
After the group entered the village, Mobei didn't need to waste any words. Adric and the others told the tribesmen what had happened and the changes the tribe was about to undergo.
Regarding the unanimous statement of No. 100, even if the job transferees and ordinary clansmen left behind in the village had doubts in their hearts, they did not stand up to object.
Their attitude towards Mo Bei was also mixed with doubt and awe. They all just looked at him from a distance and did not dare to step forward.
Mo Bei didn't care about this. He didn't expect to receive a warm welcome when he arrived here. The current situation was already very good, and it still took a certain process to accept this kind of thing.
Although the environment in this area is relatively favorable, the life of this ethnic group is not much better than that of Mabel and others, or even worse.
The ratio of career changers to ordinary people among them is completely reversed from that of Mabel's group. Most of them are career changers, but ordinary people only account for 30%.
"Although our tribe is relatively large, to be honest, a large population makes it more chaotic. I don't know why, but our young descendants often die in infancy. Moreover, we have also lost many tribesmen in the previous disasters. ..." Adric sighed and continued:
"If the current situation continues, it will only get worse. The roots of our tribe may eventually be cut off."
Grab, grab, grab. Mo Bei nodded. It seemed that these people also had reasons to leave here. No wonder they agreed so simply.
After resting in the village for a few hours and regaining his strength, Mo Bei planned to continue on the road to Luokan's tribe.
Before leaving, several older women appeared in front of Mo Bei. One of them held a string of bone necklaces in his hand and wanted to put it on Mo Bei.
When Mo Bei saw the necklace, he really wanted to refuse it, but seeing almost everyone looking at him expectantly, he could only let the woman hang it for him.
Although it is a necklace, it is made up of several dagger-shaped bones connected into a large string. It hangs all over his chest and shoulders. It makes a clattering sound when he walks, not to mention how awkward it is.
"This is the sternum of a sand-toothed beast. It is naturally sword-shaped and is also the bone closest to the heart. This kind of sand-toothed beast is almost extinct and is now very rare. Necklaces made of this kind of bone are among the most popular in our group. It symbolizes the status of the leader."
After listening to Adric's explanation, Mo Bei nodded solemnly to all the clan members and accepted this responsibility.
However, there were a lot of things hanging around his neck, which was really a hindrance. After leaving the village for some distance, Mo Bei asked Adric:
"I can't keep hanging on to this, right?"
"Oh, that's natural. This can't stand to be worn in battle."
Xixi variety show literature kanzongyi.cc Xixi. "Then you don't have to wear it anymore, right?"
"Yes, just keep this token. We are following you, the boss, not this necklace."
"How come you didn't have your last leader?"
"After leading the team out many years ago, we never came back."
"..."
嘘戅variety show literature 戅. Mo Bei was speechless, thinking to himself, isn't this the same as the previous leader of Mabel and the others? Why does he feel that the position of this leader is not very auspicious. . .
