Ran Xiaomin did not return to the basement with the gold, but left straight to an abandoned building by the park. Inside the building, there were more than a dozen adult men.
As Zhou Sen guessed, there is an underground organization behind Ran Xiaomin. This underground organization was established by Ran Xiaomin's grandfather and has been in existence for more than 20 years. It mainly fights against headhunters.
After twenty years, the underground organization has begun to take shape. More than 70 contact points have been established on the planet, with a total number of more than 40,000 people.
However, the underground organization has been hit hard recently because the grandfather of Ran Xiaomin, the founder of the underground organization, was killed. After that, Ran Xiaomin's father was also killed, leaving only Ran Xiaomin in the family.
Fortunately, Ran Xiaomin has been involved in the management of underground organizations since he was a child. After his grandfather and father were killed one after another, the organization did not collapse.
After Ran Xiaomin escaped from the village, she immediately contacted the organization. Later, she was forced to disperse due to the pursuit of the headhunters.
Now, Ran Xiaomin has contacted the underground organization's contact point in the old capital.
A group of men were discussing around a young man.
"At present, we have multiple contact points exposed. More than a thousand brothers have been killed and more than 300 brothers have been arrested. The underground organization has been exposed. If we continue to wait, it will only cause more meaningless deaths.
Sacrifice." Ran Xiaomin said in a stern voice.
"But, we don't have many weapons." A man from the sheep tribe said.
"Weapons are not a problem. As long as we riot, we can seize the headhunters' arsenal."
"But……"
"Everyone, what do you think this is?" Ran Xiaomin picked up the backpack in her hand and dumped it on the ground. More than 20 kilograms of gold beads were scattered on the ground, shining with a charming golden luster under the light of the bonfire.
"Ah...gold!"
A group of men exclaimed, staring intently at the piles of gold on the ground.
"I ask you, if I exchange a gold bead for a headhunter's head, would you be willing?" Ran Xiaomin said word by word.
"Yes!" Everyone responded in unison, and the rich voice made people's blood boil.
"Okay, I still have many more gold beads like this. As long as everyone here can obey my orders, in the future, not only high-ranking officials will be rewarded, but also generous salaries! Well, these golds will be used to purchase riot supplies..."
Plans that had been prepared twenty years ago were put into execution driven by the stimulus of gold.
In Zhou Sen's words, money can make all the difference, let alone gold...
…
late at night.
fish.
Stone tablet.
Ran Xiaomin thought about it for a long time, and finally he wrote six words on the paper: "Xia Clan is prosperous, King Zhou Sen".
Ran Xiaomin didn't know that these six words not only changed his life, but also changed Zhou Sen's life.
Of course, the one that has changed the most is a god - the God of Death.
This night, the storm is raging!
The liaison officers of the underground organization rode wildly on horseback in the darkness, and homing pigeons kept flying.
The stone tablet was buried.
There is already a note hidden in the belly of the fish.
Plans were executed in an orderly manner one by one, and messages were sent out one by one.
The next morning, the stone tablet and the note in the fish's belly were discovered one after another, spreading among the sheep people at a power rate. In just one day, the name Zhou Sen had already resounded throughout the planet.
In the evening, an armed riot broke out within a radius of 800 kilometers with the old capital as the radiation center, and underground organizations immediately attacked the headhunters' outposts and weapons depots.
The riots did not go smoothly, some succeeded and some failed.
After the riot was successful, all the Headhunters were slaughtered.
After the uprising failed, the headhunters would also launch bloody revenge, killing people and setting fires everywhere, killing both young and old without mercy, and countless villages were burned to the ground.
It was a sleepless night, with both sides carrying out killings.
At ten o'clock in the middle of the night, Ran Xiaomin drafted an "Order to Exterminate the Headhunters" in Zhou Sen's name.
"The headhunters have been rebelling against the energy planet for a hundred and fifty years. Now I will punish them. If we can fight together, we can send an army. The headhunters have bullied the Xia family for decades, killing my people and taking away my ancestral temple. Today
We hereby launch a crusade. Anyone who offends our country, Daxia, will die. Anyone who kills our people will die. Kill all the headhunters in the world to restore the Xia family's foundation. All Xia people in the world have the obligation to kill the headhunters. Zhou Sen was ordered by Heaven to tell the world this sign.
…”
After the "Order to Exterminate the Headhunters" was issued, Ran Xiaomin supplemented it with a heavy reward. Anyone who killed the headhunters would be rewarded with ten acres of fertile land, ten cattle and sheep, and tax exemption for three years.
The rewards are very detailed. In addition to the pursuit of ordinary headhunters, there are also heavy rewards for high-ranking headhunters...
…
A single spark can start a prairie fire.
There must be a brave man under the heavy reward!
After Ran Xiaomin's "Order to Destroy the Headhunters" was promulgated, it was as if a basin of water was poured into boiling oil and the pot immediately exploded.
At this time, the numerical advantage of the Sheep Clan, which had been renamed Xia Clan, began to become apparent. After a whole night of fighting, the rioting armed forces quickly grew like a snowball.
Because the Headhunters never paid attention to the cowardly and incompetent Sheep Tribe, their war preparations were not very active, and some cities even fell without any decent resistance.
The sheep people, who had been bullied for 150 years, broke out completely. They transformed from weaklings into butchers. They hunted down the old, weak, sick and disabled of the headhunters in the streets and alleys, and even children were not spared.
This is a fight for survival.
No mercy.
No sympathy.
Only killing...
…
Just when the riots organized by Ran Xiaomin swept across thousands of square kilometers of the old capital in one night, Zhou Sen and Olin set out on the road early in the morning after leaving a ton of gold on the roof of the building.
When Ran Xiaomin came to the top of the building and looked at the mountains of gold, he was stunned.
Money makes it easy to do things. Ran Xiaomin didn't care about looking for Zhou Sen's whereabouts, and immediately organized manpower to consolidate the results.
Ran Xiaomin didn't dare to look down on the headhunters. They had the upper hand now because they caught the headhunters off guard. When the headhunters recovered, they still didn't know who would win.
Although the Headhunters have neglected training, they are still arrogant and fierce people no matter how bad they are. On the other hand, the Sheep Clan are really cowardly and have endured for more than a hundred years, and many of them have long since lost their blood.
Ran Xiaomin's guess was correct. The headhunters who had suffered a loss quickly recovered and began to organize a counterattack. The real war began...
…
"Why are we leaving?" Olin didn't understand Zhou Sen's decision. After all, it was much easier for them to have a guide to lead them on their way.
"I looked at the map. The journey from the old capital to the Summit of the Gods takes about twenty days. If we encounter any accident, we may not be able to reach the Summit of the Gods within a month. Therefore, we must
You have to rush on your way in advance." Zhou Sen said.
"Aren't you worried about Ran Xiaomin?"
"As long as Ran Xiaomin takes the first step, the rest will be none of our business. We can't follow him to conquer the world. Besides, even if we want to, time won't allow it. Remember, our enemy is the God of Death, and
Not headhunters."
"I wonder if Ran Xiaomin rebelled." Olin looked back at the tall building, she wanted to know the result.
In fact, neither Zhou Sen nor Olin know what is going on outside.