Chapter 17：

Chapter 17

The tall figure appeared in front of Yang Yi, and the children rushed to get the candy.

Yang Yi was not surprised by the arrival of the black hunter, looked at him and stood up to his tent.

Thatched houses in the tribe have not been enough. Yang Yi did not like to crowd with others, so he always lived in this tent.

The tent is dual-use. Yang Yi could not find the number, and thought of sticking it directly on the ground. Everyone insisted that he hang him, and freed up two thick pieces of wood.

Probably everyone feels that sleeping in the air is different from ordinary people and has a more energetic style.

"What are you doing?" Yang Yi asked.

Black Hunt didn't go around the corner and opened his eyes: "Our tribe needs a chief."

The tribe originally had only the priest coke, and the chief had not been officially settled, but was temporarily managed by Jing.

The chiefs of each tribe are played by the most powerful warriors in the tribe. The most powerful warrior in their tribe is Jing. Even if he lacks a hand, he still has a strong fighting power.

But Jing is a disability, and Yang Yi feels that it has nothing to do with it. Jing himself and others do not.

In addition to leading the hunting team to hunt and defend their homeland, the chief's work also represents the strength of a tribe.

If they have a disabled chief, the entire tribe will be despised by other tribes, which will trigger a series of things.

The people here also have their own stubbornness. They will not break some hidden rules, and Yang Yi is not reluctant.

The force value of the rock is similar to that of the velvet. Before the velvet has to take care of Jing, it did not become the captain of the hunting team.

It is really necessary to use force to determine who is eligible to become the captain of the hunting team, Rong really does not necessarily lose.

Especially after getting a metal axe, the force value has been strengthened much more than before, and it is more obvious than rock.

In addition, they are in a hurry to relocate and settle down, and there is no time to select, and there is no official chief.

Yang Yi knew very well that everyone now basically assumed that Black Hunt was the chief of the tribe, and it was no accident that Black Hunt mentioned this.

"You want to be the chief?"

"Yes." Black Hunt did not hide his thoughts, and spoke with confidence, "I have this ability."

Yang Yi nodded, this man is indeed the most suitable.

The other party could come over to say hello to him, and let the subtle disappearance of his heart.

"According to our habits, it is decided in the duel who is the chief."

Yang Yi raised his eyes and noticed the word 'us', which was obviously intentionally distinguished from him.

really--

"What would you choose where you are?"

Yang Yi squinted his eyes, remembering that this man hadn't called him a **** before him.

"You are tempting me?"

"I'm curious about the difference in where you are." Heihedao expressed doubts about his reasons for leaving the Blackrock Horde.

"People in the Western Continental Caravan have said that they are not the strongest warriors who can become leaders, but people with noble blood."

Yang Yi has always heard everyone talk about the caravans in the West Mainland, knowing that the productivity level of that place is higher than that of the East Mainland, but he does not know that the social system there is also very different from this.

Here is more inclined to the primitive society of the earth, and the western continent should be in a slave society.

"The western continent is richer than us and has things we have never seen before. You are more amazing than what they have, so I want to know how you choose the leader and what rules you have."

"You are very good at thinking." Yang Yi admired.

He knew that the man in front of him was excellent, but he did not expect it to be so good.

Human thought is closely related to society. The ideas here are very simple. There is no concept of politics.

They only care about how to get more food and how to live well in a dangerous environment.

I have not thought about whether some system rules are reasonable, and only when my own interests are violated, instinctual hope can be avoided.

The man in front of him was quite different. He had the ability to reflect beyond here.

"I hope our tribe is stronger." Heiyun's eyes were deep.

Instead of blindly accepting or refuting blindly, I want to find out the most basic reason, and then amend my own.

Yang Yi didn't dare to look down on this man, and at the same time felt that he was lucky to have such a person around him.

The topic of the political system was not clear for a while. Yang Yi, as a science student, knew very little about it.

He was unable to make a judgement, and it was more difficult to explain systematically and professionally the relationship between productivity and political institutions.

"The right thing is the most important thing. No system can be rigid, otherwise it will go to ruin."

Black Hunt nodded, his expression very serious.

"So what should our tribe fit?"

"I don't know," Yang Yi said frankly.

As a layman, Yang Yi was unable to make a correct judgment on such a problem involving deep-seated politics.

Some systems do look good, but under long-term or historical conditions at the time, they are not suitable.

Now the earth is still contending for who is better.

Therefore, he is more willing to take charge of the tribal productivity development and concentrate on building the city in his heart.

Becoming an ambassador above the chiefs and priests fits his mind exactly, and cannot be copied to prevent speculative people from occupying this detached position in the future.

With the right to speak, you will not fall into the specific and complicated management affairs.

If some regulations and behaviors affect development and some phenomena make him intolerable, he will intervene.

"We can slowly study and adjust according to the development of the tribe, and cross the river by feeling the stones."

A leader must have good qualities and abilities. Quality can also be based on daily behavior. How to judge the ability, Yang Yi could not give a criterion.

The situation here is different from the past, so are the standards and operating methods.

"Crossing the river by feeling the stones?" Heihe tasted this sentence, slowly pondering the meaning, "This sentence is really good."

"Our tribe will be a new tribe, and there will be a lot of changes. I hope everyone can quickly adapt to such changes."

"We can do it," Black Hunt insisted. "The question now is how do you want to choose the tribal leader."

"I thought you were ready to become a chief."

"I am confident to be a good chief, but as you said before, you need to follow your rules."

Yang Yi glanced deeply at him: "Aren't you afraid I'll change it a different way so that you can't become the chief?"

"I will fight for it and be prepared to bear other results. Since I choose to join, I agree with the rules of the new tribe and agree with your ideas. No matter what the outcome, I will be the most brave warrior Is the most important thing. "

"Those people you bring will accept the results of your defeat?"

"In the beginning, questioning is inevitable, but I believe that you who are smart will explain the reason. As long as the result of the matter is moving in a good direction, the questioning will be completely dissipated and the obedience will be more obedient.

"Are you really willing?"

Heihe laughed: "I think in those days, I need more delicious food to calm my mood."

"Rest assured, I can still satisfy you with this." Yang Yi laughed.

"The selection of the chieftain is still in accordance with your previous rules. Whoever becomes the chieftain will be eliminated when the ability does not match the development of the tribe."

The chief is the representative of the entire tribe's force value. They will also communicate with other tribes in the future. At present, it is most suitable to choose the leader in this form.

"I'm glad you think so. A duel allows a chief to better understand his warriors, let everyone feel what a strong person is, and let the children know what their goals are."

Black Hunt paused and said:

"On the day of the duel, I will definitely win and become a good chief, which will not give you the opportunity to eliminate me."

"Wait and wait."

"Will you always be part of the tribe?" Heihe suddenly changed the subject, his dark eyes staring straight at him.

Yang Yi raised an eyebrow: "Otherwise?"

Black Hunt shook his head: "I'm not sure if you joined or passed by."

This man is too keen.

Yang Yi was indeed not sure about this. On the one hand, he felt that he would not be able to complete a million tasks in his life. On the other hand, he felt that he was not here and would eventually leave.

He stood in the name of a divine messenger and was a special being, no matter how he behaved, no one doubted anything.

But the man in front of him, but everything was clear at first sight.

"My feelings for the tribe are not lower than any of you."

"I'm willing to trust you, but I'm also worried," Frank Hunt said frankly.

Non-ethnic people have different hearts, and people here will have the same idea.

They are in danger, they don't have enough vigilance, they can easily be swallowed by humans or beasts.

"I have the lives of more than a thousand people. We want to walk with us, but we are also afraid of making mistakes. I am not sure whether you really welcome us."

"It's true that words can't be fully trusted, including me to you."

But at first glance, both sides are still testing each other.

Not only the black hunter, Yang Yi also has such concerns.

The Black Hunt itself is very powerful and carries so many powerful men. Even if the original members of the Starfire Tribe fully support him, if the Black Hunt has other thoughts, they can't fight it.

"I have a solution."

Yang Yiwang hunted for the black.

"We can sign a symbiotic contract."

"Symbiotic contract?"

"This is the most sacred contract, and only a fourth-tier soldier like me can start."

The symbiotic contract, as the name implies, is the same life and death, and they are intertwined.

Yang Yi was silent. This is indeed the strongest form of cooperation.

"My force is vulnerable to you. Do you have to do this?"

"Forcing each other is easy, but this is not the way to treat people. We are a tribe. It should be trust instead of force. It is not a heart. It is not a rope."

"You think very thoroughly," Yang Yi appreciated. "You don't worry about losing your life because of this? I'm too weak, even a little guy like Mao can kill me."

"You are a messenger sent by God to bring unimaginable change to the tribe. If I can't protect you, I deserve my life."

Yang Yi touched his heart and bit his thumb's nails unconsciously.

Until now, he could not really trust the people here, hiding his true strength.

Part of the reason is indeed that they don't want them to rely too much on the material he brings, and more are still not trusting enough.

His force value is zero, and anyone can easily break his neck, which makes him feel insecure.

And he didn't dare to test human nature, and no one knew what he would do to him after he had nothing to take, and once the previous things were damaged.

Especially as the plate gets bigger, more and more people around it will become more and more complex, and people's hearts will change.

Dou Mi En Sheng Mi Qiu exists everywhere.

The world respects the strong, has no rules, no moral constraints, and killings are common to them.

Possessing huge wealth, but without matching force as protection, will only bring trouble to themselves, like a child carrying huge sums of money in a busy city.

Yang Yi still has his own concerns: "You are often in danger and it is too insecure for me."

"I have a strong force, and I will not easily lose my life," Heihe promised.

Yang Yi smiled and shook his head: "I often walk by the river, how can I not wet my shoes."

In fact, a decision has already been made in my heart. I still have to mention a few words in my mouth so that the other party should not forget his life, but he will lose one and lose one.

The risk is great, but Yang Yi feels it worth taking.

Having a totally trustworthy person in this cruel world, Yang Yi currently wants it most.

"Shoes?" Barefoot hunting is unknown.

Yang Yi pointed at his feet: "I wore them."

Black Hunt knew it, and said with a proud and proud face: "My talent for awakening makes me easier to escape than others." 2k novel reading network