Everyone picked up the notebook and looked at it, then turned their eyes back to Mining Eleven.

"What's your solution?"

Mine Eleven enjoyed the feeling of being watched by everyone, and shaking his body slightly, cheering up his spirits, saying: "That is, we don't need supplies, go back to the past and get close to the opposite sex by fighting."

Mine Eleven wrote these words very carefully, and after thinking about them for a while, they wrote them down.

The last cruel failure told him that there were only a few reasons for the failure, which were too urgent and too taboo. The most important thing was to smear Wang Yang.

So this time, I learned lessons, summarized experiences, studied rhetorics, analyzed the situation, and went on several moves, and finally said something that I thought I was neither anxious nor had any taboos, nor had I obviously offended Wang Yang.

But when he wrote these words for everyone to see, everyone's faces changed. Seeing that his eyes gradually became cold, very cold, as cold as a dead person.

It was an indescribable coldness, and it was an undisguised disgust and anger.

"Hmph!" Shou Ba in the crowd turned around and flashed out, and he wanted to report to Wang Yang.

He had seen this kind of gaze. Last time he slandered Wang Yang, he was stared at by everyone. Now it is still the case, and it is even more intense.

He didn't understand why he made another mistake. He made so much preparations just for the reversal at this moment, but there was no hope, and there was a failure that he couldn't understand.

He knew that he had failed again this time. He wanted to know why he failed and how he failed. He did not make any taboos. He did not slander Wang Yang, and he had the prelude to lay the groundwork before. He was not impatient.

"Kill this guy!" Suddenly someone in the crowd raised the notebook in his hand and rushed up the first. Then countless people rushed up, fists and kicked over, and directly knocked down Minshengyi.

After just two punches, Mine Eleven vomited blood and then followed each punch and shot countless mouthfuls of blood.

He fainted, to be precise, he was beaten to death. When he was dying, he didn't know why he failed.

Seeing that he had lost his breath, everyone couldn't help looking at each other, wondering why Mine Eleven died.

I was much more harsh than this last time. I didn’t see Mine Eleven die. I didn’t even beat him hard this time. Why did I die?

Everyone was panicked. They had no cruel experiences of the older generation. They were used to life and death. They also saw many of them, but they had never killed anyone, and many people had never even killed wild animals.

Killing wild beasts is all about butchers, hunting teams and patrol teams. What are those teams? They are nobles! It takes great ability to be a member of that team!

These young people who grew up in the cradle of warmth were stunned when they were born.

It was still several patrol members who came over to sort out Mining Eleven's body calmly and threw it into the bonfire and burned it.

From this method, we can also see how unpopular Mine Eleven is. The normal burial method in the tribe is to find a place to bury it very grandly.

This will only burn it when dealing with useless parts of the beast.

...

Over there, Shoba heard the way of Mine Eleven, and went to report to Wang Yang.

Wang Yang had just heard the description of the little girl when he heard Shouba's report.

"Let him come in."

After Shouba came in, he immediately said: "Mine Eleven is not honest again. He encouraged everyone to not have supplies and go back to the time when he was fighting for a spouse."

"Ahha~" Wang Yang was happy as soon as he heard this, and then frowned: "I heard... Mine Eleven is in poor health?"

Shou Bayi looked puzzled, how could he care about Qimin Eleven's body? "Uh... this seems to be very bad. I saw him vomiting blood several times..."

"Oh... This guy is still a member of the tribe after all, and he may be beaten to death this time." Wang Yang sighed.

"Uh...how could it be? How could it be beaten to death!" Although Shouba didn't like Mining Eleven, he never thought about Mining Eleven's death.

And what puzzled him the most was that the things he reported had nothing to do with the life and death of Mine Eleven, so why did Wang Yang always say inexplicable words?

But if Wang Yang doesn't say it, he can't force Wang Yang to say it.

Seeing his doubts, Wang Yang sighed and wrote: "Don't worry about this, no one will agree with Mining Eleven, and... Mining Eleven is really going to be beaten to death."

After writing, I rubbed my temples, and it was obvious that this incident disturbed my mood.

"This... I'm afraid they will agree, so I came to report it all at once." Shoba unswervingly turned the topic back.

"Don't worry, I'll ask you, do you agree?" Wang Yang asked.

“Don’t agree.”

"That's right. If you don't agree, no one will agree." Wang Yang said with a smile.

"Uh..." Shouba thought, when did he become so appealing? If he doesn't agree, others will not agree?

"Give an example. Haven't you invented baking powder recently? I plan to give you some, what do you think?" Wang Yang smiled slightly.

"It's great! I can't ask for anything!" Shoba Xi raised his eyebrows, his eyes flashed with excitement.

"I'll tell you one more thing, tomorrow someone will come to grab your baking powder. What would you think?"

Shoba said: "I will be unhappy, very unhappy, huh, I want to beat him to death!"

"That's right. I'll give you the supplies. The way Mine Eleven is to take away your supplies. Naturally, everyone will be unhappy, angry, and want to kill him."

Shouba suddenly realized: "So, if he is not in good health, he will be beaten to death in a few strokes?"

"That's right." Wang Yang nodded lightly. In this matter, the Mine Eleven challenged everyone's bottom line. Yes, it was another bottom line. As they gained more and more, their bottom line became more and more.

Moreover, Mine Eleven also challenged the bottom line of history. The current historical trajectory is to move in a better direction. Everyone’s idea is to have a “salary” and personal property.

Mine Eleven wants everyone to give up their personal property they have obtained. Isn’t this robbery of others, going against the hearts of others, and going against the trend of history?

None of the three countries during the Three Kingdoms period could do it, and neither could Wang Yang. The Eleventh Mine was fantastic and planned to try it, which was simply seeking death.

But he only has little cleverness and no great wisdom. Not to mention great wisdom, he doesn't even know what everyone thinks. Living in his own world, he thought he had come up with a good idea, but the result was that he could not save him.

Even if he was not beaten to death this time, he would die sooner or later, and he would die so much that he could not die again.

"I'm looking for death, huh, forget it, don't care about him, just find a place to burn it, so as not to rot and cause plague. You go back."

After Shouba left, Wang Yang looked at the little girl with big eyes blinking watery eyes and said kindly: "I already know what you are talking about. I will tell you a solution."

"What's the solution?" The little girl looked at Wang Yang hopefully.

Wang Yang wrote three words: "Long-lasting war!"

"Protracted War..." The little girl didn't understand and shook her head to say she didn't understand. What is protracted war?

Wang Yang knew that she couldn't understand what she meant. His era was too advanced and he was standing on the shoulders of a giant to read history, which made him always see too much.

It is not something that a group of primitive people can understand or communicate. What he wants to leverage now is the way of choosing a mate throughout the entire primitive era.

This tower has stood for millions of years, or even tens of millions of years. It should be said that from the moment the first conscious life appeared, this building is unclimbable and has an extremely solid foundation.

If you want to demolish it, it is definitely not something that a demolition team can solve.

"This method is very simple. After you go back, tell others that they will ignore those people for the next period of time, leave them aside, and don't give anything!"

"Ah!" The little girl was startled: "If we don't give things and ignore them, we will have no chance to get their likes!"

"Don't you believe me?" Wang Yang became serious.

"No, I just don't understand, I still believe in you."

"That's good, that's good. You will do it after you go back. Oh, by the way, when you talk to them, you just say that I said it, and let them use the supplies themselves. No one will give them away during this period unless there is my order." Wang Yang smiled.

"Yeah, but I still don't understand, how long will this period last?"

"How long does it last? How long does it take, and how long it will be worth it!"

Seeing that the little girl's face turned pale, Wang Yang couldn't help but comfort her: "That's why I said it was a protracted war. Let's say that, the situation will end in less than three months."

"Three months... I can hold it back." The girl's eyes lit up, she didn't doubt Wang Yang's words at all, and ran out excitedly.

Wang Yang sat on the Taishi chair and felt that the chair was too hard, so he sat on the rocking chair with his eyes slightly narrowed.

This building must be destroyed and demolished. Some things cannot be said to the little girl or to the primitive people. They don’t understand it at all, but it doesn’t matter. As long as he understands it in the tribe, there will never be any confusion.

The step he made was to destroy the support columns on every floor of the building.

Those pillars are the dozens of suitors who are arrogant and arrogant. These people have completely taken the initiative in choosing a partner at this time.

They can constantly obtain other people's supplies because they rely on this initiative.

Wang Yang asked everyone to ignore them, and they had no initiative. The property in this building became strong on the outside and strong on the inside. It looked good on the outside, but it was actually unstable.

But this is just the first step.

"Only by fighting guerrilla warfare, mobile warfare, and protracted warfare can we completely remove stubbornness and establish a new system."

Thinking of this, Wang Yang gently shook the chair and drank a sip of tea. The tea aroma was strong. In the past few stacks of white porcelain plates on the table, there were the latest researched biscuits. He picked it up and took a bite. It was crisp, sweet, sandy, and fragrant. (To be continued...) rt
Chapter completed!