Divine Desert Island Survival System

When it comes to praying to God, most people no longer have any turmoil in their hearts. It has been half a month since praying to God, and they have not received drinking water, and they have not even seen a spark.

"It's okay, there will be some sooner or later..." Zhao Yunxiang continued to greet the wildlings to drink water, "I leave the method of purifying the water to you, and you can drink the water here."

"Thank you boss!"

"Boss is great!"

Xiaoqiang and his group sincerely thanked them.

The high priest and his group were a little embarrassed. They didn't know how to make a water purifier, but stood there in a daze.

These people watched Xiaoqiang and the others pour the turbid mud into the animal skin funnel, and connect a leaf underneath to get clearer water.

This operation is really crazy!

At least in the Buwanga tribe, no one has ever operated like this. The high priest and his group have completely believed that Zhao Yunxiang is a god. He first led the tribe to dig a pit to get water, and then used animal skins to purify the water.

"This god..." A savage stepped forward and said coyly, "Can I..."

"Of course, anyone can drink the purified water. After all, you are all my people. With me here, you will definitely be able to eat and drink well, and live in a mansion with three bedrooms and one living room!" Zhao Yunxiang looked at it with bright eyes. Looking at the twenty or so savages on the high priest's side, these are all treasures!

"Eat and drink well?"

"Three bedrooms and one living room... a mansion!?"

"High Priest... what is three rooms and one living room, and what is a mansion?"

"How do I know..." The high priest was a little helpless. He didn't expect that the believers who had followed him for more than ten years would waver in their faith, and instead believed in that ugly and thin person with thin skin and tender flesh.

At this moment, there was a rush of shouts not far away, and everyone followed the source of the sound, and saw a dozen strong savages walking anxiously.

One of the savages was seriously injured, with several huge wounds on his abdomen, and the blood flowed out unstoppably.

"Patriarch, what's wrong with you, Patriarch??"

After Xiaoqiang saw the injury of the visitor, his face turned pale and he ran over immediately.

It can be seen that the patriarch of the Buwanga tribe has a high prestige, and almost everyone surrounded the patriarch, with deep concern on their faces.

"I can't do it anymore..." The patriarch's face was pale and his lips were purple. "After I die, you have to move as soon as possible. The Karazhan tribe wants...cough cough..."

The patriarch coughed violently, spraying thick black blood from his mouth.

"Patriarch, you will be fine, you still want to lead us to prosperity, these... have you forgotten?" Xiaoqiang said with tears in his eyes.

"Patriarch~~!!"

"No, patriarch~!"

In the end, the patriarch died. His death was very scary, with bleeding from the seven orifices, obviously poisoned to death.

Because of the death of the patriarch, the whole tribe was rendered sad, some were crying, some were worried.

Without the leadership of the patriarch, what should they do in the future?

And what the patriarch said, immediately move away from here, where should they go?

"High Priest, what should we do?" A strong man following the patriarch wiped his tears and asked. Apart from the dead patriarch, only the high priest was left with high prestige.

"I..." The high priest was stunned when he was asked. It turned out that the chief of the tribe took care of all the affairs of the tribe. He is a magic stick. At such a critical moment, it is not possible to just say "the gods instructed us..." of.

The high priest was caught in a dilemma, should he stay here and wait for the people from the Karazhan tribe to come in?

The Karazan tribe is a relatively powerful tribe in the surrounding area. They have developed rapidly in recent years, and they have been thinking about the cave of this tribe for a long time.

If he continued to stay here, he would definitely be wiped out by the Karazhan tribe. The strong man would definitely be kindly invited to join the Karazhan tribe, and he would definitely be killed if he was old and weak.

It is absolutely impossible to stay, so the only option is to leave...

But if you leave, where should you go?

Although the outside world is exciting, it is also terrifying. An old man playing on the ground in broad daylight may be eaten by a pterosaur falling from the sky in the next second, or even a tyrannosaurus and a shark-toothed dragon...

"I don't know what to do..." The high priest was evading, and he subconsciously looked towards Zhao Yunxiang.

Not only the high priest, but also Xiaoqiang and most of the savages.

The dozen or so warriors who followed the patriarch also noticed Zhao Yunxiang, and they were astonished at the appearance and attire of this person.

"who is he?"

Xiaoqiang stood up immediately and said, "He is a boss, he helped us get clear water that can quench our thirst!"

"Clear water?" A strong man thought for a moment, and then said, "Hurry up and bring us clear water to quench our thirst!"

Soon, more than a dozen strong men also drank water, and the savage who had been thirsty for several days made a sound of "dun dun dun dun".

After drinking the water, the savage's attitude softened a bit, and one of the savages who looked very rough asked, "Boss, what should we do?"

"Ask me?" Zhao Yunxiang asked in surprise.

"Of course!" Most of the savages nodded, and now Zhao Yunxiang is the most prestigious person in the tribe, not because of anything else, but because of the refreshing water.

"Of course I will stick to this place, fight to the death with the people of the Karazhan tribe, and at the same time avenge the former patriarch!" Zhao Yunxiang said calmly.

"What revenge do you take? How do you stick to it?" asked the high priest.

"Improve weapons, for example...bronze ware!" Speaking of bronze ware, Zhao Yunxiang's handsome face showed a hint of excitement.

"Green...bronze vessel?"

The high priest tasted it carefully, but he didn't know what the bronze ware was, and of course all the savages present didn't know what the bronze ware was either.

"Let me ask you." Zhao Yunxiang looked at the confused savages and began to ask, "The weapons used in our tribe are wooden sticks and stone spear blades, right?"

"That's right, it's been passed down from the ancestors. Everyone must make their own weapon before they reach adulthood." Xiaoqiang said holding his spear, "My weapon is made of stone."

This is the case for most wildlings. The piercing power of this weapon is not bad. If you are lucky, you can easily hunt small and medium-sized prey.

"Can your spear kill with one hit?" Zhao Yunxiang looked at the crude spear. This kind of weapon kills people completely by luck. If you are lucky, you can stab people to death. It is difficult for a spear blade made of this material to pierce leather.

"Can't..." Xiaoqiang seemed to have thought of something, so he asked, "Can the bronze vessel you mentioned kill with one blow and easily pierce the leather?"

"Of course!" Zhao Yunxiang snorted coldly, and said with great confidence, "I can still kill enemies 30 meters away."

"Hiss~~!"

Hearing that the enemy was killed 30 meters away, all the savages gasped. .

Savage hunting is only effective at a very short distance, at least it must be close to 3 meters, these 30 meters...

A picture appeared in Xiaoqiang's mind. The warrior of Karazhan came to scold his mother, but he was killed by himself before he could speak.