Survival in the ocean: I got the ability to draw ten times in a row

Chapter 123

Xue Shanshan frowned and tried to concentrate, then clicked on the portal skill of the orange glove.

An orange portal soon appeared in front of him.

Han Xing didn't think much, and walked in.

"Wow wow wow wow..."

As soon as he entered, he was surrounded by a group of primitive men holding spears.

Han Xing: Damn, where is this?

Looking at the malicious eyes around him, Han Xing vigilantly prepared for battle.

"Uba Uba Uralala..."

Han Xing: What are you talking about?I do not understand.

[Dear player, you need to click on the language translation interface. 】

"receive."

He searched for it and clicked on the translation system.

The murmur in the ear gradually transformed into an intelligible voice.

"Stranger, where are you from? Do you want to conquer our territory?"

Han Xing understood as soon as he heard this. It turned out that these natives had misunderstood his purpose.

"I'm not interested in conquering your lands."

"If possible, I hope to do business with you."

The natives looked at each other in blank dismay, as if they didn't quite understand the word trade.

Soon, a group of aborigines with obviously more noble identities pushed past the crowd and came over.

Most of the other aborigines around were bare-chested, but these few people wore animal skins.

Some have decorative teeth hanging on their chests.

The way these people dressed made Han Xing feel like he had returned to the Stone Age a long time ago.

Each of them has dark skin, and uses various pigments such as white, red, and blue to paint special patterns on their faces.

It's better to wear thatch woven skirts, and it's better to wear animal skins directly.

It can be seen that the supplies of the entire tribe are not very abundant.

To be able to wear animal skins is already a rich man.

These indigenous weapons are also very primitive, except for spears and bows and arrows.

The few people who just walked over have rusty iron daggers.

"Good guy!"

Han Xing looked around the aborigines.

It was discovered that these people were riding velociraptors.

You must know that well-equipped players will have a narrow escape if they want to tame a raptor.

How did these indigenous people with such poor equipment do it?

I am afraid it is the result of paying a lot of lives.

Sure enough, the natives are desperate.

An aborigine who walked over from Zero seemed to have a more beautiful and refined pattern on his face, and his eyes were deeper, looking a little older.

But it's not that kind of old feeling, but in the prime of life, with well-developed muscles.

"Want to trade with us? Of course."

"But what can you offer us, dear friend?"

Han Xing was slightly surprised.

"friend?"

It seems that upon hearing that they were traders, the natives changed their minds about themselves.

The natives who had pointed their spears at him were also let down one by one.

"I have many good things."

Han Xing took out some garbage gray cards, turned them into real objects and threw them on the ground with a thought.

It's all pots and pans, seaweed and shells, and the best thing is just bread and sweets.

When the natives saw these things, their eyes lit up immediately.

Everyone rushed over frantically, trying to snatch things away.

Some of them moved faster, put the candy in their mouths, and immediately looked shocked.

The leader stopped immediately when he saw that the tribe was so embarrassed.

"Don't mess around, put everything back."

"We haven't come up with anything of equal value yet, so how can we take other people's things."

When the natives heard this, they put them back one by one obediently.

Although it seemed a bit reluctant, he still followed the leader's wishes.

Han Xing felt that these people were quite simple.

Unexpectedly, a pile of rubbish made the natives so happy.

The leader immediately changed his smile and said, "Great trader, please forgive our rudeness."

He actually knelt down on one knee, put one hand on his chest, and saluted reverently.

"Ha, what did you call me?"

"The great trader..."

Han Xing didn't expect to receive such a great courtesy after buying these natives with a little rubbish.

Seeing the leader kneel down, other natives also knelt down one after another to show their piety.

[Congratulations to the player, you are favored by the natives, and your local reputation has increased by 500 points. 】

"Are there no other rewards besides prestige?"

[Reputation is a reward. When you have enough reputation, you can go to some secret holy places of the natives. 】

"Secret Holy Land, what can you do?"

[Secret Holy Land, which hides precious treasure ore and other resources, and may also hide beautiful indigenous girls. 】

"Damn, can you be more serious about the system, I can't get enough urban girls, what kind of indigenous girls do I want?"

The leader saw that he hadn't spoken for a long time, so he stood up first, and then asked.

"Great trader, where are you from?"

Han Xing was slightly taken aback and said, "This."

"I come from a place called the Lost Land. You may have never heard of it."

The native leader in front of him really hadn't heard of it.

"Lost place?"

"It must be a great place to be able to give birth to a great trader like you."

Han Xing couldn't help but blush a little when he was praised by the leader.

You must know that these natives are very simple, and the praise is completely from the heart.

Unlike those players, they may not be too sincere for various purposes.

Since the aborigines are giving face so much, he can't be stingy.

"Are you satisfied with the trading items I provided just now?"

"If you need anything else, just let me know."

The leader looked Han Xing's clothes up and down. The clothes were much more gorgeous than the animal skins they wore.

"Great trader, we are very satisfied with the goods you brought."

"It would be nice to have some of the clothes you're wearing."

"Such gorgeous clothes must only be worn by gods."

Han Xing looked down at his clothes, but they were just ordinary clothes.

"Okay, then I'll give you two more sets of clothes."

He bought two sets of clothes for 20 ocean coins at the auction house, and then threw them on the ground.

The natives were stunned when they saw it.

The leader took the lead and knelt down again.

"Great trader, we, the Dragon Hunting Tribe, will always be your friends."

"I am Man Feng, the son of the elder of the Dragon Hunting Tribe."

"What shall we call you? Great Trader."

Han Xing looked at the muscular native Barbarian in front of him, no wonder the natives obeyed everything he said.

It turned out to be the son of the elder, the real second generation of officials.

Since these natives were so friendly, he decided to make friends with Barbarian.

"Man Feng, son of the noble elder of the tribe, you can call me Han Xing."

Han Xing showed the gift of the state of friendship and wanted to shake hands with him.

When Man Feng saw it, he was startled for a moment.

The natives looked at each other in confusion, not understanding what he meant.

Bare Wind: Great Trader, do you want to start a war with me?

Han Xing:......

Han Xing: Don't be nervous, I just want to shake hands with you.

Han Xing: In our place, shaking hands means friendship.

Han Xing: It means you are my friend.

Brutal Wind: Friends.

Wildwind: The great trader wants to be my friend.

Wildwind: Great, I want to shake hands with the great trader.

Man Feng also stretched out his hand in a dignified manner.

A rough, dark hand as hard as iron was held together with a modern hand.

The two civilizations collided and merged.

Wild Wind: Great trader, we can't trade with you for anything equivalent.

Manfeng: Can you please come back to the tribe with us first?

Wild Wind: We will definitely prepare the most sumptuous food and the most beautiful women for you.

Han Xing:......

(End of this chapter)