Take Taobao with you to another world

Animals have lairs, and humans have shelters.Don't sleep on dirt, even on grass and a fire.

The teenagers discussed in the big house for a long time, and did not go back until the firepit was extinguished.What the guy named Riel said upset some people but no one could really contradict him, while Riel shut up and let the kids speak for themselves, his roommate came forward and berated the family for what they said His betrayal, his anger is so real and contagious, soon someone echoed him, and also talked about his own sad things, all the children, even if they didn't come here tonight, haven't been happy for a day since they returned to the tribe Of—compared with their life on the human land, think about the hardships of the journey, the emotions are generated in the crowd, and then spread to everyone.

They didn't do anything wrong to the tribe, and even contributed more to the tribe than the adults-studying with more other children than a medium tribe, how hard it is for them to get grade points that can be exchanged for items Difficult and proud things, no one in your own tribe can really understand, just because human beings treat them well, and they accept it, it is considered a betrayal? !Even if Riel said that they could ask the adult orcs what they thought, few of them wanted to do so. Once the teenagers became hostile to the adults, a wall of opposition would be erected.

The grievance of being ignored, questioned, and even rejected turned into anger. The teenagers decided to show those people, including their own relatives, how powerful they are!

The anger was intensified by the fact that they stayed in the patriarch's big house overnight, and no one came to find them. In fact, when the teenagers began to discuss what they were going to do, the two werewolves walked out quietly. The big house, and then the angry patriarch left.

It's hard for the patriarch not to feel angry. These children, the teenagers he had placed his hopes on, including almost half of the girls, have only stayed in the werewolf tribe for a few months, and they have completely ignored him. up!He only brought back a few things, but he dared to talk in human language in front of him. Looking at the ever-changing expressions and movements of those little bastards, he knew that something must be happening under his nose, but he seemed deaf It sucks to be dumb!If there were no messengers from Sacher here, he would definitely reprimand them, drive them all back, let their elders teach them well, and let them know how powerful they are!

But when the two messengers went out, they asked him to follow them.

The patriarch dared not refuse.

He has already seen the construction of human beings on the land of Sacher, and the reputation of Sacher had spread among the tribes a long time ago. If the alliance between the two did not break, these weak tribes would have no strength to fight against them.The patriarch dared not share his knowledge with the tribe. The nearby tribes did not have a good relationship with them, and they would not spread any news to them. However, the patrol team of the white werewolf was enough for many people to never forget it. More understanding means More changes are coming, but no one knows what those changes will bring.If those children can really learn the skills of humans, will they repay their tribe like humans helped Sasheer build the tribe?Maybe, but—

The patriarch didn't know if other people saw the same thing as him. Humans helped Sacher build a city, but can Sacher still be called Sacher now?In his opinion, that tribe of werewolves seemed to have disappeared among humans...

"Don't block them," Sacher's messenger said to him.

The patriarch is angry with his tribe!Why should they!But actually, his voice even sounded weak: "They shouldn't be messing around in the tribe..."

The messenger laughed, "What did they do? You didn't let them do anything."

The patriarch was silent.

"There are still many days left in a month, don't make us unable to bear it anymore." Another emissary said, "You already think that these children are ours, so, let's talk about the guy who stole things yesterday?"

The patriarch froze, "I don't know about that!"

The messenger sneered.

The patriarch wanted to defend himself, but the emissary put his hand on his shoulder, clasped his bones with his fingers, and leaned over, saying grimly, "Of course you know. Don't fool us, think we're stupid?"

Another envoy also stood beside him, and his tone became much gentler, "Of course, you don't have to let us care about this matter, as long as you do one thing. It's very easy."

The vitality of young people is astonishing. Even though they slept very late last night, even the chirping of insects outside became silent. When the dozens of teenagers crowded into the big house walked out of the patriarch's house, they seemed to be in good spirits.They lined up to the river to wash like a school of fish, and then they were still in the same line, led by the tribe's chief and several elders, passing through the tribe under the strange eyes of others, walked out of the fence, and came to the east. On a small slope.Thasher's protectors walked on either side of them, looking as sleepy as the patriarch.

The patriarch stood on the top of the slope, looked at the land in front of him, took a breath, and waved his hand.

"From today until you leave, from here to the land outside the tribe, in these places, you can do whatever you want." He said to the teenagers below, looking tired.The elders around him either frowned or were indifferent, and one of them glared at Riel in the crowd, but a werewolf put his hand on Riel's shoulder.The man closed his eyes.

The teenagers were quiet for a moment, looked at their only two protectors, and then let out a cry of joy.

Then Riel asked, "Where's the food?"

"You have to solve half of it yourself," said the werewolf beside him.

Riel looked at him, then turned his head to look around, the wide land, the plants crawling on the ground, the small river flowing behind the bushes and trees, "I understand."

He put a hand in front of him and shook it.There were a lot of difficulties ahead, and he didn't know if he could handle them, but it was better than doing nothing.He didn't want to be able to do nothing but be obedient, and he didn't want anyone to look down on him, as if he was a loser, a waste who could only eat, and could only tremble and even urinate in front of the real strong.

He didn't want any more humiliation.

What is that woman doing now?He suddenly thought involuntarily.

"That woman", Yuelan, who had never been called by his name, had already arrived in the Kanlar tribe.Because of the unusual relationship with Sasheer, the team that returned to the Kanlar tribe was larger than that of any team that returned to the tribe in the same period, and the number of escorts was much larger. Most of the escorts stayed in Kanlar when the children of other small and medium tribes were separated from Kanlar and went home.

In order to express the joy of the safe return of all the children of the tribe, and also to express their welcome to the envoys, the Kanlar tribe began to prepare wine and meat from the night before getting the news, and there were still hunting teams rushing towards the tribe in the afternoon .The banquet starts in the evening, and after nightfall, a bonfire is lit in the center of the tribe, and people will revel together until late at night—especially the escorts brought human wine, of course, they must be dissolved with water, otherwise before nightfall At least half of the people are going to lie down.All the children who came back participated in the banquet. The people of the tribe were extremely interested in their life in Sasheer. Everything that happened before and after the Musa meeting was amazing. It was as fascinating as a legend. Their questions One after another, and the children's answers made them more excited.As for the escorts who came back with the children, there were Sacher werewolves and humans, and they didn’t get along well with the people of Kanlar, especially the Sacher werewolves who preferred to stay with those humans, but Because they brought the wine, there were people willing to talk to them, and unexpectedly, these escorts were not difficult to get along with.

The atmosphere is harmonious everywhere, including in the big yurt of the Kanlar chief.Here the chief of Nawen entertained the most important person, a team led by a black-haired human and a white werewolf.Even if he didn't know the identity of the black-haired human being, the arrival of the white wolf Boss was enough to prove that Sacher attached great importance to Kanlar. For Patriarch Nawen, this kind of importance flattered him.

Kanlar and Sachel are related by marriage——for the slightly older werewolves, it’s just a nice way of saying it. Many years ago, Scar Nightmare just broke out the name of the magic wolf and brought a When the white-haired humans were wandering around in the wilderness, the former patriarch of the Sasheer tribe married a daughter to the Kanlar tribe. He was suffocated to death in his mother's womb, leaving no blood.And Scar Nightmare killed his tribal shaman, expelled those who opposed him, let them freeze and starve to death in the wilderness, and had disputes with the Fox tribe after becoming the patriarch... and many other deeds, all related to Kanlar It has never been relevant, let alone the emergence of human beings and the struggle for the throne.

Full of doubts, Patriarch Nawen entertained them with the etiquette that his status allowed.He saw that the black-haired human sitting with White Wolf Boss was accompanied by a black-haired girl, and he glanced at her.

"It's a great honor to have such a feast." Perth raised his glass to him.

"It can't be compared with Sasheer." Patriarch Nawen said, "Kanlar's ability is limited. What I experienced in Sasheer that day is the only thing I have seen in my life."

Perth laughed, "The gods have favored us."

"..." Patriarch Nawen smiled and toasted him with a glass of wine.

God?who?

The black-haired human smiled and listened to their conversation, and occasionally exchanged a word or two with others. His appearance and breath did not make people feel threatening at all, but he was here, after all, to make Patriarch Nawen a little uncomfortable.But Boss didn't seem to feel anything about it, and continued to talk to the Nawen patriarch, "Do you think Sasheer is strong now?"

"Of course, Sasheer is already very powerful." Nawen patriarch said.Except when Ice King Samore is around, it is probably the most powerful time.

"Is it the kind of power that people yearn for?" Boss asked again.

The patriarch Kanlar paused before answering: "Yes."

Perth said, seemingly triumphantly, "She'll be even more desirable in the future. But that's our business, after all."

Several people around Patriarch Nawen looked at him, among them was a girl with a pair of beautiful eyes, she frowned and looked at him very unhappy.

Perth didn't notice her, and he laughed as he drank, as if the rest of the conversation was drunk, "Kanlar wants the same?"

Patriarch Nawen said almost immediately: "We dare not be like Sachel, we can't do it."

Boss laughed out loud and put his hands on his face as if he was really drunk. He said: "There is no tribe that does not want to be strong and rich. In fact, we want to be strong just to make us and our The people of the clan live better, and then pass on our power and wealth. What if there is a way—a way, not as powerful as Sachel, but at least half of it, at almost no cost?"

Not long afterward, he fell asleep at a banquet because he was "weary from the journey and too weak to drink."

Then these humans and Sashere werewolves temporarily settled down in Kanlar.They don't live very well, and they like to walk around with what they call "books" and "pens", asking questions.Most of the questions are raised by humans and then conveyed by the Sachers, because they are almost always asked questions such as "what to eat every day", "how far to go to get water", "where to lax", so it is very easy to ask questions. Few people will not answer.They were particularly concerned about the affairs of women. In fact, there were so many women among the messengers—there were so many women that they could hardly be counted on their fingers, which made the Kanlar people very surprised at them.Even though most of the women in the tribe are tough, the men are even stronger. Human women are too small in size and voice, which makes them naturally look down on them. They always follow the Sachers. They may not be able to ask so many questions, but because of their female status, it is difficult for ordinary werewolves to refuse them to harass their wives and daughters. Fortunately, although they are annoying , but never came empty-handed, and would give the mother-in-law or daughters one or two salt crystals or sugar crystals after every inquiry, so that they didn't even go to the felt bag afterwards, and people surrounded them and took the initiative to talk to them.

This annoying inquiry lasted for several days because of the permission of the patriarch and elders. When the morning frost condensed on the grass leaves again, the figures of humans did not appear in every corner of the tribe again. Not only the tribe (male) , even the patriarch Kanlar was relieved.

He asked Burth, who was drinking comfortably in his yurt, "Is it over?"

"It's over for now," Boss said.

Chief Nawen looked at him.

Silence permeated the yurt, but neither of them was in a hurry.Then it was Burth who spoke first.

"Although we have experienced two wars since the arrival of human beings, we did not become strong through wars." Boss said, "We didn't get anything from wars, except for captives. However, some captives have been released. Now, including those shamans, another part of the captives became our students, and now no one of them wants to go back to Lacerda, as if it has become a monster that eats people. In fact, some children really don’t want to Back to their tribe, they are nostalgic for the life that humans have given them."

"Those who are not willing to endure hardships cannot be warriors." The Nawen patriarch said lightly.

"That's true in the tribe," said Boss, "but in our place, the Far Eastern magician had a strange idea that all people, whether human or orc, were available and valuable, And the value is almost the same."

"...he is really strange." said the Nawen patriarch.

"He thought so, and he did it. Almost all people can become useful in his hands." Boss said, "It was also his decision to teach the children of the tribe. Wealth doesn't just stay on Sacher's land."

"--What?" Patriarch Nawen was startled, he looked at Perth, the young werewolf did not pretend to be drunk anymore, his eyes were clear, and he didn't mean to be joking at all.

"He is willing to do what he did in Sacher in other tribes."

The patriarch of Kanlar felt that his mouth was parched. He brought the wine glass to his mouth, put it down again, grabbed the skin bag, and took a gulp of the bitter water boiled from the herbs, which made him cough.

"He's...really..."

Is that human being, that Far Eastern magician who has been rumored to be like a god, crazy?Or is he really such a generous and loving god?Even if he went crazy, Sacher could tolerate his mother?What would Scar Nightmare think?What did he mean by having this white-haired boy come to Kanlar and tell him about it?Were they testing him, or something else?

"Sachel gave almost everything to get what he has today." Boss said, "When do you think mere children who have to learn from the lowest human skills, such as walking and drinking water, will be able to be like the Far East? Like the human beings taught by the magician, turn Kanlar into a rich and powerful tribe? Even if the human beings have no reservations about the children of the tribe, it will take at least three years for them to come in handy, while the human beings only need one year. Can build a new tribe, including walls as strong as steel, taller than two people stacked, with large windows of crystal, even if winter comes, it is warm inside like spring house, just like you in our What I saw in the settlement is the same as the one where every Sasheer lives. It is no longer a tribe, but a city."

With a calm expression and voice, the young werewolf described a terrible temptation to the Khanlar patriarch.

Patriarch Nawen covered the lower half of his face as if he hadn't coughed yet. He thought he shouldn't speak, but he still asked a question, "Why?"

"Because he's going to pave an iron road from Sacher to Lacerda," said Burth, "and one of them goes through Kanlar."