Vine tribe, meeting hall.
"After our Mountain Turtle Tribe became a subordinate tribe of the Vine Tribe, we have only one request, and that is to follow the Vine Tribe back to the central part."
"If we can return to our ancestral land and establish a foothold in the central part, it will also be good for the Vine Tribe. After all, we still have some friends in the central part and can do a lot of things for the Vine Tribe."
"I'm done..."
In the meeting hall, Shanjia expressed the demands of the Shangui tribe with a sincere face, and then looked at the people of the Teng tribe with anxiety.
Jiang Xuan asked Chi Shao: "Wu, please consult the Teng Shen first on this matter."
Chi Shao nodded, then closed his eyes and used his soul to communicate with Shen Teng.
Everyone looked at Chi Shao nervously, and Shan Jia was even more restless, because Teng Shen's answer was related to the future of the Shan Jia tribe.
After a moment, Chi Shao slowly opened his eyes: "Teng Shen agreed that the Mountain Turtle Tribe would become the fourth affiliated tribe of the Teng Tribe."
Jiang Xuan asked other people: "If you have any other opinions, you can express them."
Undo and the others exchanged glances, then shook their heads.
Jiang Xuan stood up and announced loudly:
"Okay, in that case, I declare that after the Vine God and the Turtle God sign a contract, the Mountain Turtle Tribe will be the fourth affiliated tribe of our Vine Tribe. From now on, we will share weal and woe, and we will share weal and woe!"
"Very good!"
The mountain turtle breathed a sigh of relief, and a big stone hanging in his heart fell to the ground.
The leaders of the Vine Tribe enthusiastically congratulated Shanjia.
After the meeting, all the leaders returned to their respective posts.
After Shanjia and the others were gone, he asked Jiang Xuan in a low voice: "Leader Xuan, now that we are an affiliated tribe of the Teng tribe, the technology of planting and domesticating prey...can we, the Shanjia tribe, learn it?"
The relationship between the Mountain Turtle Tribe and the Vine Tribe was good in the past, but after all, it was not that strong. If the Mountain Turtle Tribe wanted to learn techniques, they could only rely on their own observation, and could learn very little.
Now that the relationship between the two parties has become stronger, Gojia's mind has become more active.
He knew that the Frog Tribe developed so fast because it learned many techniques from the Vine Tribe, and the same was true for the Stinging Fly Tribe and the Giant Claw Tribe.
Solving the food problem is also one of the important reasons why the Mountain Turtle Tribe is willing to become a subordinate tribe of the Vine Tribe.
Jiang Xuan readily agreed: "Of course, I will assign two people from the planting team and the breeding team to go to your Mountain Turtle Tribe to teach the technology."
Shanjia was overjoyed: "That's great, thank you very much, Chief Xuan."
Jiang Xuan smiled and said: "You're welcome, let's learn from each other. Come on, I'll treat you to the trading area for drinks and meat."
The two of them walked to the inn in the trading area, arm in arm...
…
Two days later, Shen Teng sent a clone to follow Chi Shao, Jiang Xuan and others to the Shangui Tribe.
After arriving, the two sides had a friendly exchange and determined the affiliation between the Mountain Turtle Tribe and the Vine Tribe.
Later, the Fujigami began to conclude a soul contract with the Turtle God.
"Buzz!"
Over the Mountain Turtle Tribe, a huge divine vine bloomed with endless green light. Even the clouds in the sky were dyed green, and the powerful breath of life and vast divine power surged crazily.
"Roar!"
In the center of the Mountain Turtle Tribe, a giant turtle like a hill rose up from the waves and flew to the side of the divine vine. It was the totem god of the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
Below, the members of the two tribes prostrated themselves one after another, and the giant mountain turtles were all prostrate on the ground. Even all the nearby birds, animals, fish, and insects were trembling with fear.
"Contract signed!"
The Vine God made a huge divine sound, like rolling thunder.
"Clatter..."
A series of green vine branches wrapped around the Turtle God. The Turtle God glanced at the tribesmen below, and then slowly lowered his head.
A series of mysterious lines are imprinted on the head of the Turtle God,
The back and limbs were not submerged in it.
This is a soul contract. Once signed, unless the Turtle God dies or a totem god more powerful than the Vine God breaks the contract, the Turtle God will never betray the Vine Tribe.
If there is no such soul contract, the affiliated tribes can betray at any time, which would be too risky.
After a long time, Fujigami's majestic voice sounded in the sky again: "The contract is completed!"
All the vines wrapped around the Turtle God were quickly retracted, and the divine vines became the size of ordinary vines again and fell to the ground.
"Clatter..."
The Turtle God stepped on the waves and returned to the small lake in the center of the Mountain Turtle Tribe.
Below, the faces of the people of the Mountain Turtle Tribe are very complicated. On the one hand, they can obtain various benefits from the Vine Tribe in the future, and even have the opportunity to return to the central part, and the safety of the tribe will be more guaranteed.
But on the other hand, becoming a subordinate tribe means that they lose part of their autonomy and freedom, which is also a price that must be paid.
"Boom!"
Six strong warriors carried a polished boulder and erected it in the open space in front of the Shangui tribe's living area.
The shaman of the Shangui tribe leaned on crutches, bent down and said to Chi Shao: "The shaman of the Teng tribe, please!"
Chi Shao nodded, then walked to the boulder, took out an animal hair brush and prepared paint, and began to draw the totem pattern of the Vine Tribe.
It had done this countless times, and soon, a huge green totem pattern appeared on the boulder.
This is a symbol of the Vine Tribe and a declaration of the Communist Party, which is of great significance.
Chi Shao turned to face everyone and announced loudly: "From now on, the Mountain Turtle Tribe will be protected by the Teng Tribe. Anyone who attacks the Mountain Turtle Tribe will attack our Teng Tribe!"
After the announcement is completed, the ceremony is also over. People who are willing or unwilling can only accept this fact.
After the ceremony, Jiang Xuan immediately fulfilled his promise and left two experienced planting team soldiers and two breeding team soldiers in the Shangui tribe.
They will live in the Mountain Turtle Tribe for a long time until they teach the Mountain Turtle Tribe how to plant and breed.
…
The eighth year of the Mang tribe, the fifth day of April.
Jiang Xuan and Maidong once again rode glutinous rice balls to the ruins of the Yanyang tribe.
The wax forest that should have been lush and green is now dry, and a gust of wind blows, dust and fallen leaves flying all over the sky.
As a former member of the Blue Sheep tribe and now the owner of an insect wax workshop, Maidong couldn't help but feel sad when he saw this situation, and his eyes became wet.
The place where the Blue Sheep tribe lives is already relatively arid. After the Great Rift Valley spread here, the drought became more serious, and desertification began to occur in many places.
Now is supposed to be the day when the wax worms hatch. In previous years, Jiang Xuan and Ophiopogon japonicus would come over to make some worm bags, put the collected eggs in them, and then place them in places with many leaves to increase the survival rate of the small wax worms.
But now, even the wax trees have dried up, how can the wax worms survive?
Ophiopogon knelt on the ground, grabbed a handful of dry soil, looked at the dry wax forest, and said sadly: "This wax forest is finished..."
Jiang Xuan patted Ophiopogon japonicus on the shoulder and said, "Don't be sad. Although this wax forest has dried up, the wax trees we transplanted from here to near the tribe are still there, and the waxworms are still there, and they even breed more than this." There are still many edges, they have not disappeared, they have just grown in another place.”
Jiang Xuan's words made Maidong's sad mood ease a little, and he stood up again.
"The leader is right, they did not disappear, they just grew in another place."
Maidong walked around the wax forest and looked at the ruins of the blue sheep tribe where he once lived. He knew that he would probably not visit this place often again in the future.
The decline of the wax forest also means that the former blue sheep tribe has completely disappeared. Everything is buried in the past, buried in this piece of loess and sand.
