Infinite Begins with Giants

Chapter 208

Early the next morning, Ren and Suzanne got up on time, and he didn't do anything, at most touched a few.

The female knight's eight-pack abs feel good, and Keisha has them too, and her skin is smoother and more flexible.

After a hasty breakfast, the three continued to gallop.

After riding for several hours, a small canyon appeared in front of Ren and the others.

"Crossing here is the gathering area of ​​the aborigines, and you may encounter various dangers!"

Susanna specifically asked: "You have to be careful, some hunting teams of Kangao people will shoot cold arrows when they see outsiders."

"Is there no way to communicate?" Ren frowned and asked.

"You can communicate, the higher-ups in the tribe are still willing to do some business with outsiders, of course, the premise is that you are strong enough and won't be swallowed by them.

However, in a tribe, there are not many people who can speak natural language. Before meeting the high-level leaders of the tribe, you must always be vigilant. Many Kangao people are very hostile to outsiders. ’ explained Suzanne.

Ren smiled slightly. Now that he has reached the peak of Tier [-], he is not afraid of a small indigenous tribe.

Of course they wouldn't go looking for those big tribes, that would be dangerous.

He turned to look at Dennis: "Scholar Wrynn, can you fight?"

Dennis chuckled lightly: "It's okay, I've gone to other natives before, but I haven't been to the territory of the Kangao people.

There were also some indigenous women who saw my skin and tender flesh and tried to catch me for breeding. Fortunately, my fists were still strong and I kept my integrity. "

Is it so aggressive?The corner of his mouth twitched slightly, and Ren signaled for Susanna to go.

Susanna didn't hesitate, she clamped her legs, and the newly bought white horse neighed and rushed into the canyon.

Behind, Ren and the scholar raised their vigilance and quickly followed,

In Ren's mind, some previously collected information emerged.

The Kangao natives in the depths of the Pugani Plain, among the primitive tribes, have mastered career paths such as [Witch Doctor] and [Totem Warrior].

Of course, the path of the [Totem Warrior] mastered by the aborigines is quite different from the extraordinary five-level system popular in the mainland.

And [Witch Doctor]'s career path is also very peculiar, and it has spread in a small area.

This profession is good at cultivating exotic animals and plants, and using them to make various potions with magical effects.

Thinking, the three rode out of the canyon.

"Is this the gathering area of ​​the aborigines?"

Ren scanned the surrounding scenery. Except that there were a lot of cacti, it was no different from the outside.

Many of the cacti here are planted by the aborigines. They can be used as water storage and edible, and are very popular among the Kangao people.

However, Ren's spiritual sense became slightly tense, which meant that the danger here was high.

"Yes, be careful of the natives!"

Susanna reminded again: "If Charles IV hadn't sent people to clean up several times a hundred years ago. They used to plunder outsiders, men as coolies, and women as reproductive tools."

"So cruel?" Ren asked with a smile.

"Yes, not only being ruthless to outsiders, but also ruthless to our own people. It is said that Kangao people have such a tradition.

Young people will take advantage of the unpreparedness of those old people and hack down those old people who have little labor or are sick from behind with an axe, so as to reduce the burden of food. "Scholar Dennis interjected.

He has studied many materials of Kangao people before and learned a lot about their cultural customs. This time, he came to conduct a field trip.

Ren was stunned and muttered, "This doesn't respect the elderly at all."

Susanna sneered: "More than that, their moral and ethical concepts are also far from ours.

In a Kangao family, the status of women is so low that they are not even allowed to sit on the table during meals. "

"Kangao people don't care, the big deal is to have a few more children, and unhealthy children will be abandoned early.

Sometimes even children are encouraged to compete and the survival of the fittest. ’ Suzanne added.

The Kangao people are not monogamous either. Strong men or totem warriors can marry several wives, and some men can't even find a woman in their entire lives.

Ren really felt that it was an eye-opener: "Come on, don't respect the old and love the young, and don't treat men and women as equals. They also marry close relatives. It really is that one side supports the other side."

Scholar Dennis smiled slightly: "If you go to a few more indigenous tribes, you will find that there is nothing but eating, drinking, sleeping, and reproduction.

People in different cultures have very different morals, etiquette and values. What you think is exaggerated seems normal to others. Customs that indigenous people take for granted are difficult for outsiders to accept and understand. "

"It's because I'm ignorant." Ren admitted this frankly. He became a time traveler just after finishing junior high school, and his education level is not high.

After he came to this world, he went to the library every day just to recharge himself.

"Ren, I'll negotiate with them later, you two don't talk nonsense, lest you commit any taboos.

For example, you must never say the word ghost in front of the Kangao people, they will..."

Just when Susannah was halfway through speaking, she suddenly showed vigilance, pulled out the revolver in her trouser pocket, and opened the safety.

"Oh!"

From the southwest direction, there was a gunshot.

"Someone! And it's still an outsider!"

Susanna said with certainty: "Indigenous Kangao people generally don't use guns. They think they are creations of the devil. They only use primitive bows and javelins!"

"Poacher?"

Scholar Dennis' first reaction was that some sneaky hunters came to hunt rare animals in the gathering place or steal resources such as red heart grass.

"How is it? Do you want to go and see?"

Susannah asked.

"Go, go and see the situation!"

Ren didn't want to cause trouble at first, but things seemed a little strange.

Scholar Dennis wanted to go very much. He was very curious and nodded in agreement.

After the three rushed up a hillside together, they saw a tragic fight.

The attacking side was a group of cowboys riding horses, holding shotguns and revolvers. They wore black scarves with a white skull arm pattern embroidered on them.

On the other side are the tribal aborigines. These aborigines are bare-chested and have many colored stripes on their bronze skin.

They are unkempt, armed with cold weapons such as spears, bows and arrows to fight.

The balance of victory undoubtedly fell to the cowboys, and it didn't take long for it to turn into a crushing situation.

"It's Marcelo's subordinate..."

Suzanne just glanced at it and signaled Ren and Dennis to step back slowly. The three pulled the horses behind and squatted down to watch the battle together.

Susanna gritted her teeth and said, "This is the symbol of the Skeleton Gang!"

"Ghost-handed Marcello? The fourth-level [Fighting Master], the most wanted criminal with the highest bounty?" Ren immediately recalled: "Are his men so powerful in combat?"

"Of course, the Skeleton Gang he controls has hundreds of people, and they are all a group of desperadoes! They rob caravans, sell opium, lend usury... they do almost everything!"

Susanna's expression was disgusted. Her boyfriend was killed by the Skeleton Gang.

"But why did they come to the area where the Kangao people gather and slaughter the aborigines?" Ren felt a little strange.

Although the Skeleton Gang is notorious, it actually has a bottom line, although the bottom line is extremely low.

For example, you can't create appalling massacres, indiscriminate killing of innocent people in towns, large-scale human trafficking, or looting of steam trains.

A real gangster has to get mixed up with black and white, and eat both ways, to be called a real big gangster.

But Marcello, the ghost hand, seems to have gone crazy recently, and even looted the population wantonly. Not only the caravans, but many travelers with little money were taken away.

Under normal circumstances, gangsters would not embarrass those who are poor and have no money.

"That rumor may be true, Marcello has taken refuge in the demons."

(End of this chapter)