Chapter 98：

Chapter 98

Since Song was defeated, he was sold to the Western Continental Caravan, and began to enter the Western Continental. He never thought he would return to the Eastern Continental one day.

He knew very well that he would die in this unfamiliar land like many slaves from the East Mainland.

Many slaves from the East Chinaland, like him, survived such hopeless days.

Although life was difficult and dangerous in the East, they were free and existed as one person.

Life is so difficult, that is their land.

But when they came to the western continent, they were not humans at all, and all their pride had been trampled underground.

They are out of place here, and no matter how powerful they are, they will not be affirmed.

The western continent is more prosperous than the eastern continent, with tall houses, everything has never been seen before.

But if he had a choice, he would rather live in the jungle, and the sun would blow.

When Song was taken away, he was ready for death. This was the fate of many slaves. Being taken away meant going to a harder place, which meant that he would be very likely to die.

Unexpectedly, they even embarked on the road back to the east continent.

Boarding the big ship again, they couldn't believe it.

Everyone was stunned when they stepped on the land of East China.

What is this to do? Why send them back to East China?

Some people talked to the West Mainland guards and asked what happened.

The Westerners said that they had to send them home, saying that there was a powerful emerging tribe who wanted to take them back.

They even say that they are their tribe. They must pay everyone and exchange them back.

When these words are spread, no one will believe.

It's ridiculous. It's ridiculous. How could such a thing happen!

But when they came to the tribe that completely subverted their perception of the East, all this really happened.

When everyone was sent to shave their heads and the sharp metal knife was about to fall on their heads, everyone thought it was going to be cut.

Some people even desperately resisted and were suppressed.

After being tied tightly, it turned out that he didn't cut his throat but really just shaved his head? !!

Loosening the warm clothes of the body without knowing what the material was, the warm feeling made him think it was a dream, a dream that he didn't want to wake up.

"Is all this true?" Song asked countless times.

"Brother, you are just like I just came here. For a while, I thought it was a dream!"

Pinecone, who has become an old member, grinned and handed him a baked sweet potato.

Blue Blood is now one of the most important members of the tribe. As a little friend around Blue Blood, pine cones are also mixed in the tribe.

He is human and intelligent, and is close to animals. He is now responsible for raising pigeons.

Work is easy and fun. Originally as thin as a monkey, now the whole person is a lot taller, no longer like before, just a little fart beside his brother.

"Brother, eat this baked sweet potato, this variety is particularly sweet."

Pinecone is so happy now that he didn't expect to see his brother. I took out all the things I usually hid, and I wish I could eat them all.

"How can I keep eating like this?" Song couldn't adapt to this.

When I was in the East, I used to eat in winter.

In the West, you ca n’t be full at any time, and you have to do very heavy work.

But now he eats at least two meals a day, usually three.

Each meal is particularly rich, with meat and staple food and fresh vegetables, and fruit after meals.

Not only is it full, it also tastes great!

He also lives in a warm room, very spacious and bright, with thick clothes on his body, and a special quilt to sleep at night, making him forget the existence of winter.

Such a day, even if it is placed on the western continent, is very good.

"Brother, you just eat it. Some of the tribe eats it and won't starve us. Didn't you see that there are many, many things planted outside, our Xinghuo tribe is different from other tribes, and you don't have to worry about what you don't eat later. "

"Is the Spark Tribe really so good?" Song experienced too much suffering, and for a moment he couldn't believe he was happy.

Pinecone nodded heavily: "Our tribe is definitely the best tribe in the world! As long as we don't be lazy, everyone will be happy.

Our chief is very brave and is now a fifth-tier warrior! We also have an amiable and intelligent God, and with him we will no longer be hungry. "

"Can I really stay here in the future?"

"Of course, as long as you abide by the rules here, you will always be a part of the Spark tribe. In the past few days, you will take care of your body and wait for a few days to start military training."

"Military training?"

"It is to conduct training and learning so as to better integrate with the tribe, and to discover everyone's strengths, and then arrange for the corresponding positions in the future." Song Guo explained skillfully.

Song was curious about everything here: "This is really a magical place."

"There are so many magical places. When you slowly get involved, you will know how great our tribe is!"

Such tribes appeared in many places, and those who came from the devastated return from the western continent gradually learned from suspicion that everything was true.

They did not come to heaven, but to a place like heaven.

They belonged to and owned this place, and the former sufferings were completely thrown back by him and began to welcome a new life.

Hei Xun came in from the outside, and Yang Yi put down his pen and asked:

"How are those newcomers trained?"

The group of people returning from the western continent is still obviously in a different state from those coming from other places.

Most people are the same as being squeezed out, but there are some people who have a good life because of the good value of force.

These people are also relatively difficult to tame.

Black Hunt: "There are some thorns, but it's not climate."

Those who were chosen to be slaves in the past were basically young and strong, even if they were not doing well these days, the foundation is still there.

Many of them are highly regarded fighters, and they are a small leader of the Western Continental Guards.

These people were taken back quite unexpectedly, which is probably one of the ways Maple Leaf City showed its sincerity.

Or maybe you want to embarrass them on purpose.

"If it's not easy to tame, just send them away." Yang Yidao.

Heiyun looked at him with an incredible look, exaggerated: "You even say such a thing?"

"I'm just an ordinary person." Yang Yi gave him a look of anger, "The Spark Tribe never forces anyone to stay. The greater the ability of such a person, the easier it is to cause trouble."

Heihe laughed: "Even if you say so, I won't be soft-hearted. Those who have apparently moved their hearts toward the West Mainland, I have returned."

"The rest must also be vigilant, I'm afraid that there are spies. The mainland people will never give up aggression because of a single failure."

"Rest assured, I have sent someone to stare. The undercover detectives who were trained before have now officially started operation." Heihe said with a thought, and laughed.

"In addition, we are anxious. Her brainwashing skills are getting stronger and stronger."

Yang Yi couldn't help laughing, because Jiao was the most respected person in the tribe except the two of them.

At the beginning, Jiao was in charge of a lot of work, and she was in charge of the overall situation.

Later, after cultivating more and more talents, he gradually let go and began to devote himself to the great cause of fooling.

She is now in charge of spiritual guidance, teaching everyone what is right and what is wrong, what God will bless, and what God abandons and punishes.

To this end, she also read a lot of books to make everyone understand the cause of karma.

The concept of the eighteenth floor of **** was also instilled in everyone, so that everyone must do good deeds in this life, otherwise they will not be able to live in peace.

Yang Yi and Hei Hunting only supervised her and did not interfere with her approach.

Jiao himself is also very decent, and will not go too far.

At present, the overall ethos of the tribe is still very good. Hard work, kindness, and honesty are all qualities that everyone respects.

"This is just the next year's planting plan. You just have to take a look together to see if there is anything that needs to be revised and supplemented." Yang Yi handed the thick document on the desktop to Heihun.

They now have plans and goals for each item, so that they can make more reasonable arrangements and improve efficiency.

The black hunter didn't see it, and pushed away: "It's so late, let the male be behind."

Yang Yi looked at his watch: "It's just nine o'clock, it's not too late."

Hei Xie watched him quietly: "When is your office time?"

Although Yang Yi still hasn't fully explained his origins and the black hunting, the black hunting is not nearly able to step on some.

After all, Yang Yi brought a lot of books, and he could learn a lot through the books.

Although those books have wiped out a lot of the disclosed information under the action of the Great God, they can still outline the world of Yang Yi.

Yang Yi then put down the matter at hand and smiled: "To be honest, I haven't worked so hard before playing games."

After graduation, Yang Yi also had a short work experience, a very unqualified program ape.

Later, because I couldn't stand the intensity, I had other channels to make money, so I gave up staying at home.

Although playing games is tiring, Yang Yi likes it, and he is very free, so he doesn't feel like working.

Coming here, Yang Yi changed his former laziness.

The thought of so many mouths waiting for him to feed, opened the window, and saw everything changing rapidly outside, full of motivation.

The whole person is the same as having beaten chicken blood. Every day, except to sleep and eat, is work.

When you go out for a stroll, you also have to inspect the people.

"So many days have passed, what's your answer?" Hei Xing looked at him, his eyes dark and deep.

Yang Yi blinked, knowing that there is no such perfunctory past today, nor is it necessary.

He laughed and said very simply: "Okay."

"Don't think about today ..." Heihun was shocked. "What did you say?"

Yang Yi did not speak again. He picked up the plan book at hand and was taken away by the black hunter as soon as he picked it up.

"I heard it!" The black hunter was so excited that he couldn't wait to jump up. "I heard it. You must not regret it!"

Yang Yimei raised his eyebrows slightly: "This is what I want to say to you. If you forget one day's promise today, we will immediately break up and never see you again."

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