Survival for all: I built a villa on a deserted island

When Tang Xiaochuan ran back and forth several times and touched the whole ship, less than 24 hours passed.

Tang Xiaochuan was bored in every possible way, so he had no choice but to return to the captain's cabin, lie down on his own bed, and wait for the last 12 hours.

By the time Tang Xiaochuan opened his eyes again, 11 hours had passed.Now it is less than an hour away from the island where the stream tribe is located.

Tang Xiaochuan rubbed his face, looked at the chart, and found that he was about to reach his destination, so he began to prepare.

First of all, Tang Xiaochuan called Muxi and Wanshi directly.

"Wanshi, Muxi, tell me about the situation on the island." Tang Xiaochuan looked at Yishi and Muxi, and said slowly.

Hearing Tang Xiaochuan's words, Mu Xi and Wanshi looked at each other, and then Mu Xi stood up and said to Tang Xiaochuan.

"Master, in the original tribe, there were only about 200 people. Among them, there were about 80 old people and children. The rest were young and strong."

"Among these young adults, women accounted for one-third, about 40 people, and the rest were adult men."

"And among these men, half of them followed us to the sea. In other words, there are only 40 adult men on the island at most."

"These people are led by my father, the chief of the tribe, Jushi."

"In the original tribe, in fact, the person with the final say is the high priest, followed by the tribe's patriarch." Mu Xi said slowly to Tang Xiaochuan.

"Your father, what kind of person is Jushi?" Tang Xiaochuan asked.

When Muxi heard Tang Xiaochuan's words, he didn't know how to answer for a while.

On the other hand, the stubborn stone stood up and said, "Master, in fact, the people of the Jushi tribe are quite nice."

"It's good? What's a good way?" Tang Xiaochuan was a little puzzled.

"Master, the patriarch of Jushi actually takes good care of our clansmen, but even the patriarch has no way to refute the high priest. After all, the high priest has a high voice in the tribe."

"But even so, the patriarch will still argue with the high priest and speak for us." Stubborn Stone thought for a while and said.

"Taking good care of you?" Tang Xiaochuan murmured.

"According to what you said, now that the high priest is dead, the whole tribe will obey the words of the patriarch?" Tang Xiaochuan asked.

"Yes, master!" Wanshi and Muxi nodded at the same time, and then said, "As long as there is no high priest to stop, then the whole tribe is willing to obey the arrangement of the patriarch."

"Oh? So, even if the patriarch asks your people to join me, it's okay?" Tang Xiaochuan asked.

"Yes, I'm sure of that." Stealth nodded in confirmation.

"Then you say, is it possible for the patriarch of Jushi to take refuge with me?" Tang Xiaochuan was unwilling to directly conflict with the Xiliu tribe.

After all, there are few people now, and the entire Xiliu tribe has been regarded by Tang Xiaochuan as his own private property, and they are labor forces that can't be met.

He didn't want to lose these labor forces for no reason.

"Master, if you can provide the tribe with the same standard as now, I think the patriarch will agree." Stubborn Stone thought for a while and said to Tang Xiaochuan.

Provide the same standard?For Tang Xiaochuan, this was too easy.

After a period of contact, Tang Xiaochuan discovered that these indigenous people's definition of a good life is to have meat in every meal.

As for what kind of meat these meats are, it doesn't matter.

And what do you love the most?Isn't it sea fish?

Now on my own island, although there is a lack of food diversity, there is no shortage of meat alone.

There are automatic fishing nets, as well as the evolution of ponds, which can at least provide themselves with 1 ton of sea fish every day.

With the 2 to 3 tons of sea fish recorded in the account every day, how can Tang Xiaochuan feed this group of aborigines.

Moreover, with Fang Long planting seeds on the island, the source of food on his own island can be said to not have to worry about.

After listening to what Muxi and Wanshi said, Tang Xiaochuan immediately had confidence in the peaceful integration of the Xiliu tribe this time.

"In this way, we will choose a relatively secluded place to dock in a while, and then you will go to the island, Muxi, to contact your father."

"Just tell your father that the high priest is dead. If they wish, they can move their entire family to my island."

"I can provide them with a steady stream of food sources. I won't oppress them. I just need them to help me with work." Tang Xiaochuan thought for a while and said to Muxi.

"Understood, master." Mu Xi nodded when he heard Tang Xiaochuan's words.

Soon, Tang Xiaochuan saw an island appearing on the sea in the distance.

The east and west ends of this island exceed one kilometer. Although I don't know how big the north and south are, but according to Tang Xiaochuan's visual inspection, the island is not small.

Moreover, there are dense forests on the entire island, and some seabirds are flying above the island.

Tang Xiaochuan looked at this island that was not known how many times larger than his own island, and he fell into deep thought.

"No, this island is so big, why is there a lack of food?" Tang Xiaochuan thought, frowning.

He thought about his own island, only 21 square meters, which looks huge, but in fact, it is more than 400 meters long, less than 500 meters long.

But even such a small island can provide him with a steady stream of food. Why is the big island in front of him lacking food?

Tang Xiaochuan was a little puzzled.

However, now is not the time to think about this. After conquering the stream tribe, he may be able to find the reason after walking around the island.

"Stubborn stone! Get someone to pull the boat over! Find a place to hide first!" Tang Xiaochuan yelled at the stubborn stone.

"Understood! Master!" Hearing Tang Xiaochuan's call, the stubborn stone yelled at the clansmen behind him.

Tang Xiaochuan's warship slowly approached the island of the Xiliu tribe.

When the warship docked behind a cliff, Muxi jumped directly into the waist-deep sea, and then swam towards the island.

Soon, Muxi landed on the island. At this moment, he turned his head, waved at Tang Xiaochuan, and ran towards the depths of the island.

Tang Xiaochuan stood at the bow of the boat, quietly waiting for Muxi, hoping that he could bring back good news.

At this time, Muxi just got into the forest, and he immediately felt that something was wrong.

It seems that there is something wrong in this forest.

He raised his head and looked at the woods around him, but found nothing.

Then he put his finger into his mouth and whistled.

As soon as the whistle blew, there was a sound in the woods.

A moment later, a group of indigenous warriors holding stone spears and wearing animal skins appeared in front of Mu Xi.

"Young patriarch? Why are you here?" The leader of a warrior was a little surprised when he saw clearly that it was Muxi.

Chapter 112 Must be under control!

"Huh? It's you? Marton?" Muxi saw clearly the aborigine who suddenly appeared, and immediately greeted him happily.

"No, young patriarch, you have been away for half a year, why did you come back all of a sudden? What about the others?" Marton looked at Muxi with a strange expression.

"What? Has it been half a year?" Mu Xi also had a strange expression when he heard Ma Dun's words.

He remembered that he had been out for less than a month, so how could it be half a year?

However, these issues are not important now.

What is important now is that he must see his father immediately and tell him about his master.

"Marton, I have something to do now, and I need to find the patriarch. Is he still in the tribe?" Mu Xi asked.

"The patriarch is here." Marton nodded, and then said to Mu Xi, "Then you go back first, I still need to guard here."

Mu Xi nodded when he heard Marton's words, and then walked straight into the depths of the woods.

When he passed through the woods, he came to a relatively wide gathering place.

The entire gathering place is only about 1000 square meters, but there are dozens of earthen rooms here.

Some elderly people, with some children, are tinkering in the tribe.The women are packing up the prey captured by the male natives.

When Muxi appeared for the first time, other tribesmen who were still in the tribe looked at Muxi one after another.

"Huh? The young patriarch?" A Tu tribe recognized Muxi and immediately shouted loudly.

Mu Xi didn't speak, just nodded.

"Great! The young patriarch is back!" A group of indigenous people cheered when they found out that the person who came back was really Muxi.

Hearing the cheers of the tribe, Muxi's father, Jushi, the patriarch of the Xiliu tribe, also ran out.

"Father!" Seeing the boulder, Mu Xi immediately ran out from the crowd and bowed to the boulder.

"Yeah, it's good to be back." Jushi looked at Mu Xi, and didn't ask him where the others were. He just thought it would be good if his son could come back.

After all, as soon as the son and the others went out, there was no news for half a year.

"Father, I'm doing well outside." Mu Xi looked at the boulder and wanted to cry.But he immediately thought of the task Tang Xiaochuan had given him.

He hurriedly said to Jushi, "Father, I have some very important matters that I want to tell my father alone."

Seeing Mu Xi's serious expression, Jushi nodded, and then said to Mu Xi, "Come in."

After Muxi heard Jushi's words, he walked directly into Jushi's room.

Seeing Muxi walk into the room, Jushi waved to the people who were still outside, and said, "Go to your work."

After finishing speaking, the giant stone walked into his earthen house without looking back.

"What's the matter?" Jushi walked into the earthen house and asked directly.

"Father, the high priest is dead." The moment Mu Xi opened his mouth, it was like a big bomb.

"What! The high priest is dead?" Jushi was dumbfounded when he heard Mu Xi's words.

"How could the high priest die? He is not a man of God?" Jushi asked in disbelief.

"The high priest led people to attack the master's island, but was killed by the master." Mu Xi said directly.

"What! Master? What master?" Jushi couldn't believe it when he heard Muxi's words, and then continued, "No, isn't the high priest going to attack the alien's island? Why did a master suddenly appear?"

"Also, are you enslaved?"

"Father, calm down first, and listen to me slowly." Mu Xi could only appease Jushi when he heard a series of questions from Jushi.

In the end, Muxi spent half an hour telling Jushi what he had experienced during this period of time. What Jushi heard was cloudy and foggy, and he was in a daze.

"Wait a minute, let me stroke it." Jushi said after listening to Mu Xi's words.

"You mean, you took people to that alien's island, and then saw the stubborn stone and black soil? Then ten warriors fought against three of them, and they lost?"

"Yes." Mu Xi nodded.

"Maka was also defeated by that alien?"

"Yes." Mu Xi still nodded.

"In the end, the high priest was also killed by that alien? Besides, in these three battles, except for the high priest died, none of the other clansmen were injured?" Jushi still asked in disbelief.

"Yes, father, none of them are injured, and they are all on the master's island." Mu Xi nodded firmly.

"Not only that, the food on the master's island is much more than ours, and it is easy to get food." Mu Xi said.

"How is it possible!" Jushi expressed his disbelief.

According to what Mu Xi said, the alien's island is much smaller than his own.Probably not even a quarter.

On an island as big as his own, the food available is pitifully small, how could there be so much food on that alien's island.

The occasional meat on the island can only be eaten by the high priest and himself, and the other tribes generally use wild fruits to satisfy their hunger.

And that alien island actually eats more meat than wild fruits.How can this be!

But Jushi felt that his son would not lie to him. Could it be that there was really so much food on that alien's island?

Thinking of this, Jushi suddenly had the idea of ​​taking that island as his own.

If he can own that island, then he can support more clansmen.

It seems that this is not impossible. Since the vast majority of people on the island of the alien are from his own tribe, and there are only 4 or 5 aliens, then it is indeed possible for him to occupy that small island. .

Thinking of this, Jushi frowned, and asked Muxi in a low voice, "Do you think it is possible for us to occupy that island by ourselves?"

When Mu Xi heard Jushi's words, he stood up immediately, with a hint of anger on his face, "Father! How could you think like that!"

"Master treats us very well! Although he is my master in name! But he cares about us very much!"

"Whether it's the source of food or the house to live in, it's all given to us by the master!"