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[37] Surrender! Surrender!

There is no need to think too much about fur.

The way to make money has been clarified. Even if Lao Wang doesn't do it, Zhou Li'an will still find a new agent to take charge. It's just that the process is a bit more cumbersome.

Gold will be the bulk of the future. After all, gold mines are buried underground, so there is no need to find excuses to explain their rationality.

At least Wang Defa agreed to the last 2,000 furs transaction.

The total value is 8.4 million US dollars. What is the concept?

The difference is 1.6 million to update the system to version 2.0. Even if the functions of version 1.0 are not fully used yet, it does not prevent you from getting curious first.

Now, all we have to do is wait for the tribe to gradually expand, and then engulf the Modoc tribe in one fell swoop, and the first step in founding the country will be taken.

As of now, Zhou Li'an has only activated the system for a little over a month, leaving him with plenty of time.

After I got home, I took out my mobile phone and looked at the background messages of job advertisements.

There are many people submitting resumes these days, but none of them are reliable. Either programmers who simply ignore the recruitment requirements are looking for jobs, or network keyboard warriors are applying for part-time jobs...

The former is simply ignored.

As for the latter, Zhou Li'an did not hesitate to give them a chance and give them a topic to try writing on, but the final result was very different.

Zhou Li'an feels that his writing is more reliable than those people's.

Spiritual control of faith is very important, and it is better to be lacking than to be indiscriminate. So you can only slowly wait for the right person to come to your door. In the end, if it doesn't work, then take the initiative and go to a church university to find talents.

Maybe you can even meet your compatriots.

There are not a few Chinese studying theology in the United States, and scholarships at church universities are generous because the church understands the potential value of cultivating a Chinese pastor.

Often when a pastor goes to study in the United States, he can even rely on the school's welfare bonus to help his family immigrate.

They are in the United States, but they publish some preaching videos of pastors on WeChat Moments and self-media accounts... they are banned repeatedly.

The next day.

Zhou Li'an came to the tribe early in the morning.

The snow girl got up very early every day, and whenever he arrived, her hair was still wet, and a stream of heat was wafting from the sweat room at the back of the valley.

She is very proactive in improving her personal hygiene, because it seems that her master doesn't like dirty snow girls.

"Here, brush your teeth." Zhou Li'an took out a toothbrush and toothpaste, and seeing Xue Nu's confused look, he added: "It's for cleaning teeth."

As he talked, he made some gestures, but in the end it didn't work, so he put it back on again and took his own toothbrush to show the snow girl.

Only then did the snow girl understand in a daze, her expression showing curiosity about new things.

After Zhou Li'an squeezed the toothpaste for her, she put it in her mouth and started brushing it.

The great elder came at this time and after worshiping, he reported today's tribal work arrangements.

More than a dozen tents and mud huts were built all day yesterday, but this number is far from enough.

Because the goal of climbing the mountain this time is to conquer three tribes at one time, and each tribe has a population of three to four hundred people.

Of course, tribes will definitely bring their own tents when migrating, but the space in Tushi Valley is somewhat insufficient.

The submission of the two tribes of Earth and Snake brought the population of Tushi tribe to more than 1,000.

Assuming that a thousand people from the three tribes continue to be merged, the existing residences in the valley need to be demolished and then built more densely.

Zhou Li'an looked into the valley and frowned slightly.

He knew that this place would not last long.

There is no shortage of resources around Tushi, but the problem is that the valley cannot accommodate so many people, and more importantly, the population is too dense, and people have to excretory, so the sanitary situation is very worrying.

Disease is the biggest killer of primitive tribes.

There is no problem in bringing a large amount of modern medicine, but if a large-scale disease breaks out, it is not enough for him to inject and feed medicines one by one, even if he is exhausted.

Therefore, prevention in advance is the right answer.

Thinking of this, he put health and medical projects on his mental planning list... Once the Modoc tribe is unified, various preventive vaccinations for all people will be put on the agenda.

Problems with drugs and vaccines are easy to solve and can be solved if you have money.

More than 10,000 doses of various vaccines, placed by several pharmaceutical companies, will not attract much attention.

And reasonable purchasing channels...

Zhou Li'an has several senior students who have worked with mentors in Africa to provide medical assistance, and have registered Médecins Sans Frontières qualifications.

At worst, you can donate a batch of vaccines to them for free, and if you are responsible for purchasing it yourself, the excess injections can be kept, and the total cost will not be much. (ps. A reader asked about the modern germs on the protagonist, and it was written in the first two chapters.

The system is 'sterile traversal'. If you didn't see it, you might have missed it. I won't explain it again later.)

One hundred years of development time is enough for Zhou Li'an to rule North America before the colonists arrive and complete the health and medical transformation of his people.

By then...

It’s not the Europeans who introduced the virus.

Whoever goes ashore dies, and those who are lucky enough to come back alive become the main source of germs. The scene is so beautiful that I dare not look at it.

In fact, the colonists' first plan to establish a colony ended in failure because they were unable to adapt to the New World and developed diseases. A group of sick people finally received treatment from the indigenous people and managed to survive and return to their hometown.

After countless plagues spread in Europe, the physical constitution of Europe is far superior to that of the native peoples of North America. When these people come back, they will officially establish a foothold in the Americas and bring disasters.

It's a pity that the same thing will not happen twice.

——Said by Zhou Li'an.

"Demolish the existing residence and expand it intensively. Don't dig out the earthen house and build tents directly." Zhou Li'an ordered the elder.

Building a mud house is time-consuming and labor-intensive, and it will soon have to be demolished and abandoned, which is of little significance anymore.

The great elder immediately arranged for someone to do it.

Zhou Li'an turned around and remembered to remind Xue Nu: "You don't need to brush for so long, oh, by the way, you will spit out the toothpaste..."

However, at this time, the snow girl was licking the foam on her lips.

Gudu.

She swallowed it and smiled brightly: "Master, it's delicious."

"You really deserve it!" Zhou Li'an was trembling with anger. Didn't he just say a few words and you just ate it?

Oh, I remember when I brushed my teeth for the first time as a child, I seemed to also eat toothpaste.

Is it fruity?

"Remember to spit it out next time. Don't eat the toothpaste."

The snow girl tilted her head, unconsciously acting cute: "Master, it's delicious, it's so sweet, it would be a pity to spit it out."

"Toothpaste or chocolate, you choose one, if you choose one, you can never eat the other!"

When the snow girl heard this, she was startled. She quickly thought about it carefully, and finally clicked her tongue twice. After thinking about it, she said aggrievedly: "Well, then it's still chocolate."

[The same, they are all the same, they are all placed together with the corpse! Baby Snow Girl!!]

"Shut up! How many systems are there as talkative as you?"



Most indigenous people do not have any tools that can tell time.

Only a few large tribes would carve patterns on the land and build equidistant wooden piles to function like a sundial.

More tribes only have a general understanding of each day, each month, and each year.

The rising and setting of the sun is one day, and the period from one new moon to another is one month.

Many tribes even use women's aunt's cycle more directly to calculate the monthly cycle.

Therefore, until the massacre of colonists began, there were still many matriarchal tribes remaining on this continent.

The year is divided into seasons, with temperature being the best criterion and finally the migration of bison.

Forest bison and plateau bison are similar, except for their cold tolerance. In summer, plateau bison will come to the mountains to eat fresh vegetation to fatten up.

In order to escape the heat, forest bison will naturally seek a shady place to live for a period of time.

Human beings have been learning to observe and adapt to nature, and they are also part of nature.

The battle group led by Shan Shan has been marching for four days.

They set off lightly. In addition to water bags and enough dry food for one day, they relied on hunting to complete their supplies. There was no shortage of food wherever they went.

Climbing the mountain also allowed people to continue hunting bison along the way to harvest more furs for my master. Naturally, slaves would carry the baggage for them when they returned.

Under balance, everyone is a citizen.

But those who have not surrendered to my lord are still slaves.

The destination was still far away, and it would take two days to reach the nearest capture target. Before sunset, they collected firewood, lit a bonfire and set up camp.

Under the moonlight, they danced and sang, and no one looked like they were going to fight.

When the joyful atmosphere is over, a night watchman is arranged before going to bed, and everyone climbs the mountain to lead everyone towards home, worshiping the Lord of Balance.

Two days and nights later.

evening.

The crowd crossed the stream and climbed up the cliff, and finally saw a tribal settlement, emitting sporadic firelight on the plain that was about to fall into darkness.

Everyone's expressions were excited, and they were ready to make the divine weapons in their hands stained with blood, and use the wails of living creatures to complete a baptism for the weapons given by the gods.

Shanshan warned everyone rationally: "Warriors, we carry an important mission, and we must return with a great victory from this battle!"

"Every warrior is the subject of my Lord. We are brothers and brothers. We should sacrifice heroically for the glory of our Lord, but we should also fight for the earth for my Lord!"

"This is just the first battle, there are more enemies waiting for us to conquer!"

"So, rest on the spot. The next time the sun god shines on the earth, it will be the oracle issued by our Lord for us; the glory of our Lord will shine down, and victory will always belong to the balance!!"

"Praise my Lord, praise the balance!"

Everyone followed and chanted silently in a low voice, all of them were extremely pious.

When the stars disperse, the moon's shadow becomes faint.

Three hundred warriors have already descended from the mountain and approached the tribes in the plain below the mountain.

The Red Deer Tribe is a medium-sized tribe named after hunting red deer. They are elves on the plains, brave and good at fighting.

The Tushi tribe failed to annex Shanhua, and the two Chishui tribes were far inferior to them in strength.

But now, in the eyes of these three hundred people, the Red Deer tribe is just like the bison on the plains. Even if they are strong and fierce, they will definitely be their meal.

Red Deer's patrol is preparing to change the defensive line.

But when the first ray of sunlight shone on the earth in the early morning, the tribesman who had been on duty all night saw rows of crystal light reflected on the horizon, which made him feel dazzling——

"What are those?"

As this man spoke, everyone turned to look into the distance and narrowed their eyes unconsciously.

"Can't see clearly!"

"Unlike red deer antlers, red deer antlers do not reflect the sun's light."

They stared into the distance and became naturally curious about unknown things.

But when the bright light came closer, the wooden shaft of the spear gradually rose up in the light, as well as the cold faces, and several people were suddenly shocked——

"It's the enemy!"

"It's an enemy invasion!"

"Alarm, go to the alarm!!"

Because there was no defensive geographical advantage, the Red Deer Department's response speed was surprisingly fast.

As soon as the patrolmen rushed into the tribe, the sound of trumpets sounded and resounded throughout the plains.

Akakabe was awakened.

Countless young men rushed out from the tent, picking up stone axes, bronze knives and shields. The archers took off their quivers and hung them on their waists.

The most majestic leader of the tribe stepped out with cold eyes, his upper body was naked, and his bronze skin was smeared with a kind of filtered bear fat, which looked even more brilliant under the light.

The women, children, and children did not slack off. They also picked up their weapons and looked into the distance warily.

The entire process of queuing up did not take more than five minutes.

They gathered outside the tribe and started a confrontation with the invading enemies.

A loud shout from the climber made everyone stop, and they were within the range of the archers.

This is not fear, because each of them is the best shooter and will give their opponents a fierce counterattack.

When the strong man covered in bear fat came out, he took two steps forward to climb the mountain, showing that he had the same status as the other person.

The other party was the first to shout angrily. The accent of the aboriginal language brought with it an inexplicable majesty and domineeringness——

"Who are you! The war chief's tribe prohibits inter-tribal war!"

"I, the leader of the Red Deer Tribe, the greatest deer hunter on the plains, issue a warning to you, leave now!! Otherwise, only blood can calm the anger of the Red Deer Tribe!"

Shanshan gave the same tough reply——

"I, the patriarch of the Tushi Tribe, the founder of the natural god realm. The leader of the gods. The controller of all things in the world. The most humble and devout servant of the Lord who controls the balance of all rules and laws. I spread the oracles on my Lord's behalf.

The glory of balance..."

"Surrender!!!"

"Those who surrender to the balance, under the balance, are all the people of my Lord!"

As his voice fell.

The three hundred warriors of Tushi struck the ground with their spears, hit their shields with their hunting knives, and shouted: "Surrender! Surrender! Surrender!!"

The supreme fighting spirit ignited their blood.

The people of the Red Deer tribe looked horrified. They had never seen such imposing warriors, so uniform and menacing.

Even the guards of the chief's tribe seemed far less fierce and powerful than these people.

And they have never heard of the leader of the gods, the lord of balance.

I have never seen those bladed weapons that can reflect cold light in their hands.

Discussions unconsciously spread among the crowd, restless...

"Shut up!!"

The leader of the Red Deer clan shouted angrily, and instantly controlled the restless clan members.

He raised his bronze sword and issued a battle order: "Destroy the invading enemies. Sinners who set foot on Red Deer's territory will not be forgiven!"

"kill--"

The leader of the Red Deer clan took the lead in launching the charge.

Countless warriors followed him and rushed forward, pulling their long bows and shooting sharp arrows.

In an instant, countless bows and arrows formed a rain of arrows, falling overwhelmingly.

at the same time.

The warriors from the Tushi Division also moved.

They also fired a round of bows and arrows, then raised their wooden shields to defend themselves, and rushed towards the enemy without fear.

Death is not terrible.

Under the glory of our Lord, everyone can die.

Those who do not respect balance will be sentenced to eternal annihilation and no reincarnation.

"For my lord, for balance, for the sake of conquering the earth!!"

"Kill them all!!!"


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