Return to Primitive Society and Become a Chief

All the Frost Valley people know that the iron spear is the status symbol of Ji Thief.

This weapon accompanies the thief to kill the black bear and destroy the Heishan tribe. It has become the Gungnir in the hands of Father Odin, and the gun of Longinus cursed by fate.

Except in special circumstances, Ji Thief never gave this weapon to others for safekeeping.

"It's really the Lord Warrior! Open the door." The clansman standing guard on the cross bridge shouted behind the wooden door.

Amidst a creak, the tall wooden doors opened to the left and right.

Immediately afterwards, several clansmen rushed out to surround the Ji thief, asking questions.

"Master Warrior, did you find the tung tree? Why are everyone so badly injured? Where did everyone's weapons go?"

"Master Warrior, have you ever encountered a pack of wolves?"

One person has a mouth and asks everything.

Ji Thief just waved his hand: "Let me rest for a while."

Hearing this, the crowd greeted Ji thief in a panic, closed the wooden door, and another person went to inform the old patriarch of them or something.

Walking in the middle of the valley, some clansmen saw Ji thief and their wounds one after another, and after learning that this blood man was the warrior, they came up to help support the injured companion.

When fast entering the cave, the old patriarch led a group of high-ranking tribes over.

When they saw Ji Zei's miserable appearance, they couldn't help exclaiming.

The old patriarch opened his mouth and asked: "Warrior, what's the matter with you? Come in, wizard, let your medical department come over."

The witch agreed and turned around while worrying.

After entering the cave, the Ji thief and the others were settled down and their hearts, which had been holding up, finally relaxed at this time.

With a sigh of relief, the thief opened his mouth and cursed: "Damn beasts!"

The old patriarch had some doubts, so he asked Ji thief what happened.

Ji Thief licked his lips: "Master Patriarch, can you bring us some water first?"

As soon as the voice fell, A Jie ran with a few members of his tribe, and for a moment, he returned with several jars of water.

Pour the water into the bowl, and the old patriarch personally feeds the thief to drink.

After a day of dry mouth and tongue, Ji Zei drank six or seven bowls in one breath before stopping.

The old patriarch put his hand along Ji Thief's chest: "Warrior, drink slowly."

There was water that moistened some of her dry throat, and Ji Zei felt a hint of refreshment.

"Did you meet the wolves? Why are everyone so embarrassed?" the old patriarch asked puzzledly.

Facing the curiosity of the old patriarch’s gaze, Ji Thief nodded, and said: "Me."

When Ji Thief's words fell, everyone exclaimed, and for a while, questions that could not be suppressed sounded one after another: "Really warriors? Are those wolves powerful? Are they as many as Lord Aliang said? "

Ji Zei shook his head: "They dispatched three hundred highs. I don't know if this is all of them. As for the great ones, just like that, these beasts are just a little more cunning."

At the same time that Ji Thief's words fell, the witch was already leading Xue and the female clan members of the health department came back to her. Seeing Ji Thief wounded like this, Xue rushed forward and said in tears: "Warrior, you Why is it hurt like this?"

Ji thief, who was in a bad mood, saw Xue, and laughed unexpectedly: "It's okay girl, I'm okay, really."

The witch gave Ji Thief a white glance: "It's almost a pile of rotten meat, and his mouth is still hard? Xue, you get up and I will treat this guy's wound."

Originally Xue wanted to help, but when she thought that the witch's craft was much better than herself, in the end, she just gave up and stood by and watched with care.

All the members of the medical department who were brought over came and started treatment for the injured tribesmen.

When Qing Shui wiped the broken wound in his palm several times, Ji Thief screamed in pain, "Sister, you lighten it, it hurts!"

After hearing this, the witch hurriedly said sorry, grabbing Ji Thief's hand and slowed down.

It's just that she still doesn't forgive people: "You said you, a temperament who refuses to lose, are so careless."

Ji Thief looked at the witch and pursed aggrievedly: "Then why would I have thought that those short-haired beasts would be so cunning?"

The old patriarch sighed: "I should stop the warrior from the beginning, let alone whether I can find the tung tree, I can't go there just with so many wolves."

The witch opened her mouth and wanted to refute it, but in the end she gave it up.

On the contrary, Ji Thief suddenly sat up and said: "We must be able to find it, and we have already found it, and brought back a lot of Tongzi."

The old patriarch was taken aback: "Really? What about Tongzi?"

Ji thief hadn't spoken yet, Alian next to him spread his hands: "It's all burned."

"Burn, burn..." the old patriarch said with wide eyes.

Ji Thief hummed: "It's burned."

After speaking, he told the details of the matter again.

Including how he entered the Eastern Mountain Range, how he fought with a small wolf encounter, and how he found the tung tree, etc., they were all told verbatim.

When the words fell, all the clansmen stared at Ji Thief with big eyes.

Usma, who was also raised with injuries on his body, hissed and said, "The wolves are so cunning and more difficult to deal with than the Black Mountain tribe. Or, how about we just give up the tung tree first?"

Ji Thief didn't look back: "Give up a fart."

When he said this, because the movement was too big and the wound was involved, he suddenly yelled.

The witch looked at Ji Thief speechlessly: "Can't you be honest?"

As he said, the first officer grabbed Ji Thief's hand and pulled it over, and then said to Xue: "Give me Puffball fans."

Xue nodded obediently, doing the job of a witch's deputy.

On the contrary, it was Ji Thief, who was grasped by the witch's hand, and felt the boneless catkin on his wrist. For a moment, he couldn't help being distracted.

In fact, looking at it this way, apart from being a little smaller, there are still many fascinating things about the witch.

"Warrior! Warrior!"

When Ji Thief was in a daze, the old patriarch called out a series of calls to make Ji Thief regain his senses, and hurriedly responded: "I am here, I am."

The old patriarch frowned and asked, "Warrior, how do you think about it?"

"What do you think about?"

"It's the Eastern Mountain Range, do you give up, or what?"

Before the thief could answer, the old patriarch hurriedly said: "A wolf pack with such a large number in the Eastern Mountain Range is definitely not very easy to deal with. I think it should be the same as Usma said. Let's give up the Eastern Mountain Range for the time being. After the strength comes up, we will consider tung oil."

Ji Thief didn't even think about it: "It's impossible."

Everyone was surprised: "Why!"

"You have never been to the Eastern Mountain Range. Whether it is prey or other products, it is very rich. For our Frost Valley Tribe, they are all very useful. Therefore, the Eastern Mountain Range is absolutely impossible for me to give up." Said.

The old patriarch hesitated: "How much more than the resources in our territory?"

The thief stared at the old patriarch, and said, "Of course, there are prey everywhere, and they don’t provide much protection for us at all. We can say that we can catch them. And there are wild **** onions. There are many edible wild vegetables and large tracts of wild wheat. According to preliminary estimates, if we take down the eastern mountains, the tribe’s daily food intake may exceed the past three to five days or even more."

With this sentence, everyone was shocked: "What!"

The old patriarch was even more unbelievable: "Yong, warrior, what you said is true?"

The thief nodded: "That's it, I'm going to be conservative. After all, we just went to find the tung tree today. There are too many places to see."

After being confirmed by Ji Zei, the old patriarch was a little unable to sit still. He kept rubbing his hands: "Great, great. With so many resources, our Frost Valley tribe can definitely thrive."

The words of the old patriarch made all the people in the cave cheer.

Don’t look at other tribes who are living a hungry and full meal, the Frost Valley tribe can already provide everyone with meat, but food is just like the money in modern society. No primitive people will Dislike his own food.

However, just when everyone was excited, Babu spoke. He hesitated and said: "But warrior, there is a very large pack of wolves in the Eastern Mountains."