Chapter 826

Looking down from the air, there is a mist in the boundless jungle like the green sea.

This is the water mist from the broad-leaved trees, which makes a natural umbrella for the primitive civilization of the jungle.

Deep in the jungle, there is occasionally an open area like a patio.

The trees were cut down, and semi-circular buildings were built with brown leaves, vines and branches on the exposed flat ground.

It's like inverted bowls. It's no more than ten meters high and covers less than ten square meters.

There are about sixty or seventy such wooden huts, which are the whole tribe of Yani.

In the center of the tribe, a "huge bowl" which is obviously larger than all the wooden houses is the "Palace" where the chief can live.

It seems to be a symbol of the chief's right. The animal skins are spread in from the outside, covering every inch of the soil in the chief's house.

In the middle of the big house, only a small part of the earth was exposed. A half meter round pit was dug out, and a campfire was burning in the pit.

By the light of the fire, you can see a man sitting on the chief's exclusive hardwood chair.

He was a big, muscular man with a proud smile on his face.

On this man's leg, still sit this demon governs a woman.

It only uses simple hide to wrap the body slightly and hang it on the man's neck in an extremely charming posture.

The tribal hunters guarding on one side dare to be angry.

When the old chief died, there was an alien man sitting on the chair that only belonged to the chief of the tribe.

In the absence of ayani, Shani was the head of the tribe in charge of the highest power.

No one dares to disobey Shani's words, nor the alien chief who controls 200 hunters.

"I don't have enough hunters." The foreign chieftain said in the native language, "when will you be able to mobilize your people to take back the sacrifice of God for me?"

Shani charming smile, said: "when I become a chief, the whole family of hunters are driven by you, urgent what?"

The man laughed and grabbed a large piece of barbecue from the iron plate and put it into Shani's arms.

The oil splashed on Shani's body, but she laughed happily, enjoying the rare taste of meat.

The tribe of foreign chieftains is in the northern wilderness, where prey can be found.

The jungle tribe can't match this.

In today's jungle, there are fish in the river, rats, poisonous snakes and frogs in the branches and caves, and there is nothing with meat.

But most of them are inedible.

Only by collecting leaves and fresh fruits, even the tribal nobles such as Shani lived in great distress.

Swallowing a mouthful of saliva, the hunter on guard only felt hungry.

Now they can only get ten fruits a day, but they are the food for the whole family.

Starvation is still happening.

Every night, almost all strong clansmen carry out the middle-aged old man and quietly plunge into the river.

Kill the elderly and reduce the family's food expenses.

Although this method is cruel, it is the method that every tribe will choose in famine.

Children have to stay. They will grow up and become the new hunters of the tribe.

In this primitive civilization, old people are the most useless.

"Amu, how many hunters are there in the clan?"

Shani asked this question once a day.

Hunting is becoming more and more difficult, but even if they can only pick some fresh fruits and kill a few birds or wild mice, the hunters have to go out once a day.

At the risk of being bitten to death by a poisonous snake and falling into the swamp, the hunters insisted on hunting without hesitation.

"There are less than three hundred left." Said the aboriginal Hunter called amu.

Amu was very sad. His tribe was stronger than the Sani men's, otherwise it would not be possible to monopolize the jungle and drive them to the northern wilderness.

But I don't know why, the tribes who were driven to the North seem to be living very well, but those who stay in the jungle are suffering day by day.

Shani came back with her man, along with a small part of the chief's 200 hunters.

The hunters didn't go out hunting. They brought some living beasts and killed one or two animals to eat meat every day.

But more often, Shani's tribe had to provide them with food for free.It has increased dozens of mouths for no reason, and is the mouth of the hunter with the biggest appetite.

The jungle tribes have no choice but to expand their hunting time in order to obtain more prey to satisfy these outsiders.

More frequent hunting increased the casualties of jungle hunters.

If this continues, the number of hunters will be less than 200!

At that time, will the jungle tribe still be the strongest tribe?

Shani's man showed a cruel smile. The opponent who could not be defeated in the battlefield could be killed by himself. This is really great!

The aborigines did not have such wisdom, and the "God" directed the chief.

Shani frowned slightly and asked, "less than three hundred? How many people are there? "

"Two hundred... Thirty six." A mu looks embarrassed.

How many hunters there are in the tribe? This was originally the most confidential information.

The hunter is the soldier, let the outsider know his true and false, very easy to cause trouble!

Amu watched Sani's man warily, with a proud look on his face, which immediately made amu regret!

He began to miss Yani, who had left the tribe for a long time. Sure enough, it was more suitable for her to be the chief.

"Wizard, I'm going to be chief today!" Shani yelled at another old man sitting on the fur carpet.

The old man, who was called the wizard, had lost all his hair and was as thin as a branch.

He is the only old man in the jungle tribe who doesn't have to worry about being carried out at night.

The wizard opened his turbid eyes, did not speak, but looked at the plate of barbecue with greedy eyes.

"Chief Turon, your container is special." The wizard's dumb voice is like a piece of rotten wood rubbing against the stone wall, which makes people feel uncomfortable.

"This is the shield that God has given me." Tulong said with a triumphant smile: "bows and arrows and animal teeth can't shoot it through!"

He tore off a piece of barbecue and threw it in front of the wizard.

The shield is also the tableware of the warrior.

In fact, it's just a piece of debris picked up from the wreckage of the plane, but the hardness of the alloy is certainly not what primitive people's bows, arrows and animal teeth can break through.

Tulong brings it with him all the time to show how much God cares for him in the northern wasteland.

When the barbecue was finished, Turon picked up his shield and greedily licked the grease off it.

"Salt is a good thing." Tulong licked his tongue and spat a mouthful of phlegm“ I hate red powder. "

I'm not used to chili powder. Having tasted it only once, Tulong feels that the "Kitchen God" of the jungle tribe is really not very good.

Compared with the "gods" of the northern wilderness, the gap is too big!

A mu a burst of heartache!

In order to please Tulong, Shani cooks barbecue with refined salt and chili powder made by Kitchen God himself, which is the last stock in the family!