"Wow! Great harvest! Great harvest!"

The jay walked happily on the way back, jumping up and down like a primary school student returning home from school. In addition to the contents of the original animal skin bag, her backpack was also filled with seeds collected later.

Except for the clothes she was wearing, which were still old-fashioned and loose and oddly made of animal skins, everything else perfectly blended in with this small town.

"It's fun to stay in Ore Town. Have you considered staying?" I also held a large bag of seeds and walked behind Jay. In fact, I could carry these things by myself, but she insisted on carrying them by herself.

I took part of it, saying that it felt more like the tribal autumn and the harvest.

After hearing my words, Jay Ya slowed down a little, but quickly continued walking firmly: "Of course it's very good here. Whether it's you, Boss Dart, Sister Kallen, or Uncle Zach, they are all good people.

!”

Jaybird counted on his fingers how many people he had met today, and then quietly added: "Actually, Chief Harris and Boss Jeff are not bad people either."

"As long as you can understand it, everyone has their own position in the world, and the conflicts that arise based on their positions are actually understandable. What is needed is a pair of eyes that can understand the root of the problem."

"Is it like the relationship between us and other tribes? The relationship with the allied tribes is very good. Even if I have a conflict with one of them, it will not affect our situation of sharing weal and woe. With the barbarian tribe, even if I have a conflict with their tribe

If someone is a brother and sister, his butcher knife will not hesitate."

"You are right to understand this. As the leader of the tribe in the future, you will not only have to worry about personal friendships and likes and dislikes, but also the overall interests of the tribe."

"Ah, ah, it's so complicated. When you say that, I really doubt whether I can bear such a responsibility!" Jay Ya rolled his eyes around the mosquito coils, feeling dizzy from these winding theories.

I burst into laughter. The little girl from this tribe is really a very simple person. Her lifestyle is completely affected by the cruel wild environment. In fact, her heart is still the innocence and kindness of an ordinary child.

In other words, in that kind of place, her growing environment was even simpler than that of children in the city. She didn't need to worry about so many worldly things, and all her energy was focused on surviving in the wilderness. After all, who among the children in the city was not intimidating?

Among these methods of inducement and flattery, those who have been defrauded of their pocket money by their parents have already had practical experience...

"So are you considering staying?"

"No! I don't understand what you are talking about, but I know that everyone is living a very hard life. The tribal elders are only willing to eat one full meal every day and ask us to leave the remaining food for those who go out to forage and collect food.

Although the people in charge of hunting like Gado and others are able to eat well, they always come back with wounds all over their bodies. After grunting and eating, one or two of them will never wake up."

Jay Ya was stuck in the memories of tribal life again. The precarious and scarce time brought heavy pressure on her soul, but it also turned into the motivation for her to face it positively.

"That's why I want to do my best to bring better conditions for everyone. If there is a way to keep everyone fed and clothed, everyone in the tribe will not have to risk their lives to work. If the entire wasteland can eat

If you are full, there won’t be so many conflicts between tribes!”

I remained silent, unwilling to break her sweet dream.

With the help of my connections in Ore Town and the colonist system, I think we should be able to improve the living conditions of their Brown Pool tribe.

Even if it cannot completely free them from the shadow of that barbaric world, it can always be done to alleviate disease, famine, population, and war.

But to change the bad situation of the entire wasteland, I can only say sorry.

Human desires are always endless, and there are no restrictions in a lawless place like the wilderness. Even if the situation of hunger and cold is changed, other issues will arise between tribes, such as territory, moral concepts,

Conflicts over development concepts, resource allocation and other reasons give rise to new wars.

Moreover, the root cause of these wars does not lie in these superficial issues, but in the ecology between tribes. Big fish eat small fish, and small fish eat shrimps. Big fish may not intentionally want to eat small fish, but they will not eat small fish.

It can't survive. It's not that Xiami doesn't want to eat big fish. When it grows to a certain stage, its strength will promote corresponding ambitions.

Therefore, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

But the stronger the strength, the greater the ambition.

In the end, such primitive annexation will reach a peak. At this peak moment, one tribe will find that only its own people are its allies, and there will be no room for expansion.

At this time, there may be a brief moment in which it is an era of peace. But in this era, all kinds of new contradictions will appear.

Until a scourge called "Class" is released...

"What's wrong, Marcus? Why aren't you talking?" The jay saw me in a daze and called my name.

I was interrupted from thinking, and suddenly found that there was a big loophole in my thinking, which could even lead to the demise of the Brown Pool tribe.

"It's okay, I just remembered some small things in human history."

"???" The jay's big eyes looked confused.

"After returning this time, remember to tell the tribal elders about today's experience first, and also introduce all the details of the crops. Don't leave it to the idea of ​​giving everyone a surprise."

"Why? I still want to scare them after growing something brand new..."

"Think about it, everything you brought back this time can become a strength for the tribe's rise. What's more, you brought back so many crops this time, including the special medicines provided by the hospital..."

"No...it can't be..." Jay Ya seemed to have thought of something, and wanted to deny it with a pale face.

But I rudely interrupted her innocent fantasy. If she didn't have an accurate understanding, it would be better not to take these things back. Not only would such things not help the tribe, they would also lead to destruction.

"Once the news about those things spreads, a large number of enemies will inevitably swarm over. Do you think the barbarian tribes will fight to the death for these magical crops?"

"Then if I'm like this... wouldn't it be..."

"So you have to listen to me and make the following three suggestions to the tribe elders. First, move to the safest place, plant these crops secretly, and control all tribesmen not to leak the news!"

"Second, after the first batch of crops matures, provide planting technology to surrounding allies for a fee to expand the scale of planting. No one is guilty of the crime. When you can't guarantee that the technology will not be leaked, it is better to use it in exchange for the largest harvest.

Benefit!"

"Third, organize tribes to unite, retreat to dangerous areas, and gather the most manpower to guard against enemy attacks. This is called trading space for time. As long as you buy enough time, you can accumulate strength and reverse the passive situation in one fell swoop.

Rise up!”
Chapter completed!