Traveling through the world of beasts: Encyclopedia System

"They are going too far now." The battalion commander sighed.

Huan Chuan looked into his eyes: "So?"

Ying was stunned. He thought that Huanchuan would definitely understand what he said.

"So why should we help you?" Huan Chuan's eyes were serious. He really had no obligation to help. On the contrary, the ape tribe owed them compensation.

A flash of embarrassment passed through Ying's face. He knew, of course, that Huanchuan and the others had no obligation to help him, but now he had no other choice.

"I have no other candidates. If you can help me, I can promise to help you with something. Of course, this thing cannot harm the interests of the ape tribe, nor is it beyond my ability." As soon as Ying finished speaking, Ye sneered.

He glared at the camp. "So, you asked us to help you consolidate your position, and in the end you only helped us do the one little thing you could do? You think we really need your help?"

Maybe Ying was smart, but the ape tribe's long-standing status had given him a sense of superiority, making him think that the help of the chief of a tribe of this size was enough to satisfy them.

If you think about it carefully, what Huanchuan and Ye are wearing, wearing on their heads, and holding around them are not ordinary things, and the scale of their tribe is not small.

It might even be much bigger than their ape tribe. His statement was simply overestimating his own capabilities.

Ying scratched his head, unable to think of anything he could exchange with them: "So what do you want?"

Huan Chuan smiled slightly, waiting for him to say this: "I need you apes to help me make things. Of course, we can and will pay you, but at the beginning, we will pay less. Can you accept it?"

Ying was stunned, thinking it would be an unacceptable request, but looking at it this way, they did not suffer any loss and it was actually a great thing. Of course, he did not understand Huan Chuan's purpose yet, and by the time he realized it, it was too late.

"Of course I can accept it!" Just when he was about to talk to Huan Chuan about how he was going to reorganize the entire tribe, Huan Chuan suddenly raised his hand and stopped Ying from continuing: "Words are not enough, let's write an agreement?"

Agreement? This word was unfamiliar. Except for Huan Chuan, no one else had heard of it. They could only stare blankly at Huan Chuan's performance.

Huan Chuan took out two pieces of paper from his bosom, wrote something on them, and handed them to Ying: "You probably can't read the words on them, and you can't write your own name, but it doesn't matter. You can put your fingerprints on them with blood, and this agreement will take effect."

Ying was a little hesitant: "Is this a curse?"

Huan Chuan deliberately made his words vague for this effect. He was becoming more and more skilled at pretending to be a charlatan: "As long as you abide by the agreement, you will not be cursed. Of course, there are many details in the agreement, which we can fill in later, but the handprint must be your blood."

Ying was still hesitant: "What happens to this agreement if I die?"

"If the next chief of the ape tribe still wants to continue this agreement, he can put his fingerprints on it again at that time. This agreement will be automatically invalidated and it will not affect your family and friends." Huan Chuan smiled. This kind of thing was really familiar to him. It was easy to use a contract to play tricks on a primitive orc.

Ying was still a little hesitant: "But I don't know what's on it. Who knows if you will lie to me?"

Huan Chuan smiled more naturally: "It doesn't matter. You don't have to sign. We won't help you either. You can make your own choice." Huan Chuan shrugged indifferently.

Ye watched Huan Chuan lying silently. At this time, he was like a little fox, cunning and cute.

This is my partner. When Ye thought of this, he unconsciously straightened his chest and looked very proud.

"I can sign it, but you also have to put your fingerprints on it!" Ying decided to agree to this so-called agreement.

Huan Chuan was very happy: "Of course!" Ye's voice suddenly rang in his mind: "Wait, is there really no danger?"

Hearing this, Huan Chuan almost laughed out loud: "What curse? It's just to scare him. This is to prevent him from breaking the agreement in the future. Don't worry."

Ye felt relieved. He didn't understand those complicated things, but he completely trusted Huan Chuan's words.

Ying glanced between the two people and saw that they were sitting there calmly, as if they didn't care at all. Although he still had doubts in his heart, he still made up his mind, bit his fingertip, and smeared it casually.

"It's your turn." Ying looked at Huan Chuan. Huan Chuan was not as violent as him. Instead, he pulled out a small dagger from his waist, cut a small cut on his finger, then smeared some liquid on it, and then recited two tongue twisters and pretended to cast a spell, and the agreement was done.

"Very good, now we can talk about how you plan to reorganize the ape tribe." Huan Chuan put away one copy of the agreement and gave the other to Ying. He took a sip of water leisurely and asked.

Ying pursed his lips, then opened them again: "I don't want the apes to split. In fact, I just wanted to make the apes better in the first place."

He did not want to eliminate the Wisdom Sect. On the contrary, he felt that they were indispensable to tribal development and he wanted a balance.

"In other words, you want to sober up those who have been brainwashed by the witch?" Huan Chuan touched his chin.

"I guess so. Of course, I can't let him rule the ape tribe. He's already a madman." Shaking his head.

Originally they were evenly matched opponents and admired each other, but ever since Ying's father did that, the ape witch gradually went to extremes.

"You just said that person has the ability to predict the future?" Huan Chuan pondered for a moment and suddenly snapped his fingers: "Can I meet the witch of your tribe?"

"No, he is very dangerous and might hurt you." Ying shook his head. In his opinion, the man was no longer the friend he once knew, but a madman.

But Huan Chuan was not afraid at all: "It's okay, at least let me go in and say hello. Didn't the person you threw out also say that I was the one he was looking for? I think he should want to see me."

"...Okay, but I'll be guarding the door. If anything goes wrong, just shout and we'll go in to help you." Ying was still very nervous.

When a few people walked outside a tent, a voice came from inside: "Is it the messenger of God? Please come in quickly."