From troll tribes to elf empires

Chapter 80 The whole story

At the council hall, Banya and Meiya were the last to arrive.

When they arrived, their hands were empty, and the child had been buried with their own hands.

Sitting in his seat, Saba kept rubbing the bridge of his nose. Ever since he got angry just now, he always felt that his eyes were strange, and there were always waves of discomfort coming from his eyeballs.

In addition, all kinds of thoughts in my mind are also pouring out in a chaotic and noisy way.

The attitude of his parents today reminded him a lot. In fact, he already regretted it the moment he punched the air.

I regret both my indiscriminate actions and my wishful thinking.

The word "parents" has a heavy feeling in his heart. It contains full of attachment and heavy responsibility. He once thought that this should be an unchanging truth.

However, that doesn't seem to be the case.

In fact, just from himself, we can already see some clues.

Living to this day, Banya has never seen his 'father' in this life, and his mother's appearance has gradually been forgotten.

There is no need to mention ‘father’, but he has said things like ‘you must be kind to your mother in this world’ before.

But after so many years, there has been no action. Did he break his promise? Not entirely.

When he was a child, he once thought that the female troll who held him and breastfed him, took care of him until the lactation period was over, and then disappeared immediately, was his 'mother' in this life;

The goal of 'treating her kindly' is only for the 'her' in my impression, and I once searched for her

But when he grew up, or learned more about the tribe, he realized that he seemed to be wrong.

The person who takes care of Saberya and holds him to breastfeed may not be a fixed 'mother', but many female trolls who have milk at the same time. The so-called 'mother' may just be a certain person of her species.

According to Yeya, after the implementation of this system, the production enthusiasm of these "experimental families" has become much higher.

".I understand, Yeya, tell me how you work? How the experiment is carried out specifically."

The trolls still looked at each other, and there was no response for a while.

"I have given birth before, but there were several sisters who gave birth to babies together. When the babies were mixed together, we took turns feeding them, and we couldn't tell who was who for a long time."

"Well, we initially agreed on the experimental method, and then we trained with Yousi for a few months. Now I occasionally read the reports they submitted."

"Let me ask a question, do any of you know who your 'parents' are?"

The daily needs of the people will be opened regularly and the warehouse will be distributed uniformly.

It doesn't seem possible

‘Parents’, ‘Wife and Children’, ‘Father and Son’, ‘Family’ and ‘Marriage’. Are these things really suitable for trolls?

He was also not sure.

In the primitive society of previous lives, would the attitude towards children be like this? Would the attitude towards parents be like this?

Maybe it is, maybe it's not, I don't know clearly.

“What did the committee do?”

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The discussion below continued, but Meiya did not participate from the beginning to the end.

When they answered, Saberya carefully paid attention to the expressions of the trolls and found that the males did not have any emotions such as 'regret' or 'anger'.

Next, most of the trolls who had reached their prime, and even a few trolls who had just reached their prime, also expressed similar meanings.

Then take these clothes that are obviously more carefully made, or exchange them with tribal warehouses, or other trolls who are too lazy to sew themselves, to exchange for more "digital food".

Afterwards, the old man asked him something,

This time, he focused more on the male and female trolls who were obviously in their prime.

"Yes, but they are equally annoying. They also delayed our hunting and mating. I gave birth once and never wanted to give birth again, but then I gave birth again."

But now Blade Ya has some doubts. Even if the time is fast forward a hundred or a thousand years, and the tribal civilization breaks away from the shackles of the black forest and breaks away from the primitive shackles, will it really become like human beings? Will it become something familiar to me?

That form?

Related experiments should start with the current distribution system of the tribe.

What the tribes implement now is a relatively strict rationing system.

Therefore, it is normal to mistake the multiple females responsible for taking care of him for one fixed 'mother'.

Whether it is meat, fur, or fruits, these harvests of the people will not become privately owned. The tribe will uniformly recycle all output and convert it into inventory for storage.

'That's all. Let everything take its course.'

They seemed to really not care about how their 'children' were doing, nor did they care about the many seeds they had sown, or how many hits they had.

"Does anyone know their own descendants?"

In addition, they will sew clothes more frequently and patiently. Sometimes the husband sews clothes while the wife goes hunting, and sometimes the wife sews clothes while the husband goes hunting;

Blade Ya had always subconsciously grafted the concept of 'parents' from his previous life onto a certain word in the Troll language.

Blade Ya, who was in shock at that time, did not carefully understand the old witch doctor's expression when he spoke;

But when he thought about it now, he knew that it was a weird mixture of "incomprehensible" and "incomprehensible".

In addition to food, the same is true for animal fur.

But he believed that this 'difference' was simply caused by the different stages of civilization development.

Even if the food will eventually be stuffed into the cold storage, in addition to the necessary daily rations, what will fall into their hands will only be the increase they are constantly told;

But they can also enjoy themselves for a long time looking at the string of numbers that are a little bit longer each time.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How can the tribe survive if you don't want to have children?"

After naturally equating the two, we endowed them with many sacred meanings based on wishful thinking.

The trolls below looked at each other, but no one answered for a long time.

".Do you have no children, or do you have children but don't know them?"

Under her worried gaze, Blade Ya finally reacted again.

"I should have, but I'm not sure," the thick-toothed witch doctor replied.

Blade Ya looked at the expressions and attitudes of the male and female trolls, slowly feeling what they cared about and what they didn't care about, and gradually became convinced that he was really the one who was wrong this time.

But at this time, he already understood that responsibilities such as 'marriage' and 'raising children' seemed too early for most trolls today;

They were not prepared for such changes.

He had already realized that the troll tribe was completely different from the human society in the previous life;

"It was originally my proposal. After the bill was passed, I took charge of it for a period of time, and then it was transferred to the newly established Yousi for implementation. It seems that Ye Ya is in charge? I put the name of the relevant committee on it," said the fang witch doctor.

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As long as the tribe continues to have a steady stream of new children being born, it's good enough. It doesn't matter who the child is, there is always my seed in it.

This time, the troll finally spoke.

“Who is in charge of the ‘Composite Experiment of Marriage and Private Ownership’?”

"Your Excellency Speaker, we"

"I should have one too, but I've never seen one," said the sharp-toothed witch doctor.

Once the topic started, I couldn't control it, and the scene suddenly became noisy.

But these ‘experimental subjects’ will indeed have ownership of the corresponding weight of food in the reserve, and will be informed of ‘how much food you have stored’.

After a while, he put back his chaotic thoughts, stopped rubbing the bridge of his nose, blinked his dry eyes, and asked below, which had been silent for a long time.

From the moment they entered the conference hall and sat down separately, her worried and distressed eyes never left her husband's side.

For the public, the portion of frozen meat with the earliest time will be distributed as rations according to the portion required by each age group.

But after the emergence of the refrigerator tree, the food rationing system became the most strictly implemented.

Even on their own hunting team's off days, they are willing to join other hunting teams to help and obtain extra food.

For a long time, Benya thought that he was the only exception, thinking that it was because his identification with his parents in the previous life had been deeply rooted in his heart, so he lacked attention to his 'parents' in this life.

In addition, at that time, I couldn’t understand their original language, nor could I understand the emotions on their faces and bodies.

The tribe will take back all the fresh prey every time, process it roughly and stuff it into an icehouse for storage;

"How about it, do you still want to find 'mom'?"

In the past, because meat was difficult to store, this system was not strictly enforced;

The trolls responsible for hunting basically bring back the prey they have eaten every time.

After Yeya's statement, Benya, who had never liked to care about practical matters other than military affairs, learned about the relevant situation in detail for the first time.

He patted his hammer, attracted the attention of all participants, and said,

The memory of his 'mother' is quite blurry, and the vague impression of being 'breastfed' can be regarded as the result of his extraordinary talent.

But even so, the thought of being kind has not completely disappeared. After learning that the person who delivered him was an old witch doctor, Benya also made a request to 'find a relative'.

Maybe other trolls would be different? He thought so. No, he didn't even really think about it and simply ignored the 'parents' 'ignorance' of the 'children'.

In addition, for a long period of time when he was a child, he maintained a certain degree of "face blindness" towards the troll race;

Except for a few trolls with distinctive features such as long beards, most trolls seemed to look the same in his eyes.

Now think about it again. Maybe the word he thought meant ‘parents’ actually had colder semantics in Troll language such as ‘sperm donor’, ‘egg donor’, etc.?

Among them, the food part will also be stored and stored, and automatically converted into early frozen meat of equal weight before distribution.

They, or the witch doctors, may be able to give the tribe many systems and attributes that they think are good and suitable through inducement and guidance;

However, the backlash caused by pushing seedlings to encourage growth may come in the near future, or even in the distant future.

But the old witch doctor felt quite embarrassed about this. The timekeeping at that time was not rigorous, and it could even be said to be close to zero;

Under such conditions, how could he possibly identify every child born at the same time?

Because she has been weird since she was a child, and because she communicates day and night. Among so many trolls in the scene, she seems to be the only one who can truly understand some of the knots and hesitations that Blade Ya is feeling at this time.

So, the old man took Banya to a 'visit' to the conservation area, and led him to meet the 'mothers' who could not even recognize their own children.

Unlike other trolls, you can only apply for new materials if your clothes are torn and torn;

The ‘experimental subjects’ can withdraw their own portion at any time, and the tribe will not stipulate its specific use.

But there are special cases in this rationing system, and that is the ‘private ownership experimental family’.

The difference between the ‘experimented subjects’ and ordinary trolls mainly lies in the differences in prey distribution patterns;

They can obtain ownership of a certain percentage of the materials harvested by their hunting team.

The couple today is one of nearly ten such 'families'.

Back to business.

The child was not her husband's, but was conceived before the marriage, but they obviously didn't care.

During the time when the wife was pregnant, the husband was responsible for hunting;

The wife is responsible for sewing and other production activities that the tribe allows pregnant women to participate in to generate income. She occasionally sews clothes with furs given to her by other trolls in exchange for some processing rewards.

All in all, compared to the couple in the previous life, their relationship is more like a special kind of 'colleagues', and they live quite well with mutual help.

It just seems that he was too diligent, so diligent that he even forgot to take care of his children, which ultimately led to today's situation.

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(End of chapter)