I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

The Yakuotai of the Mang Dragon Division has never been so scared as it is today, even when facing the warchief of his tribe.

The boy in front of him looked young, and smiled when he spoke. You can't see anger, let alone hatred.

But when he spoke, he trembled from the bottom of his heart.

He had no doubt that as long as he said "no", he could kill himself by Lihu immediately.

"I promise, I promise!" Ya Kuotai is also a human, naturally afraid of death.

Not only that, but he was even more afraid that once he died, those women and children in the tribe would be unprotected and could only become lambs to be slaughtered in the eyes of other tribes!

"Very good!" Mu Feng patted his shoulder with a smile, "Remember, if you want revenge in the future, come to Jiang's family. But also prepare fur and salt, because once I get caught, I will ask for more. !"

Ya Kuotai shivered suddenly.

He looked at the Manglong people lying all around him, and shook his head vigorously: "Don't dare, don't dare!"

"Just don't dare!" Mu Feng smiled and got up, clapped his hands, and looked at Lihu, "Then let a few people go back first, and everyone else is **** with animal tendon ropes, just outside the wall!"

"Find someone to look at them, and if you want to escape, just kill them! You don't have to eat too much!"

When he said this, Mu Feng looked calm.

This is the primitive society. Everything follows the jungle law of "the weak eat the strong." Although he is not a big monster who kills people without blinking, he definitely can't do others riding on his neck to pee and pee. He can face it magnanimously.

And compared to other tribes, Mu Feng hadn't come up to kill him, he was already very benevolent.

If this is placed in another tribe, or according to Lihu's meaning, it will directly kill Yakuotai and all the prisoners, and then take advantage of the situation to rob the Manglong Department!

"Yes!" Lihu had understood Mu Feng's intentions at this time, and he nodded his head, "Warchief rest assured, if they dare to run, they will have to die!"

"Good!" Mu Feng turned and left.

Although this battle involved the life and death of the tribe, he was still a little excited and nervous at first.

But from the menacing men from the Mang Dragon Department to the moment they were all captured alive, within half an hour, there was a feeling of "anticlimactic".

"This is too casual!" Mu Feng even shook his head regretfully.

He vaguely felt that he saw so plainly about the battle between tribes, and it had something to do with being a historian in his previous life.

He believes that after such a tossing and scaring his teeth that he was almost "killing the heart" just now, the people from the Mang Dragon Clan would not dare to come in the future.

"By the way, system, hand in the task!" Mu Feng remembered that he had taken the task a few days ago, and there was still a tribal survival task that had not been handed over for a long time.

Sure enough, the system still displayed: "Task: Solve the tribal survival problem: 500 achievements."

"I've defeated the people in the Mang Dragon Club, and I can't give up the task?"

The system prompts: "Make sure that the people from the Mang Dragon Ministry do not come here, then you can hand over the task!"

Suddenly, Mu Feng thought, "Then wait until the people from the Mang Dragon Clan replace the salt with the fur. Now I have another task!"

The system moves with Mu Feng's mind and jumps directly to the food interface: "Find edible bamboo shoots and get 200 achievements!"

"The current achievement point is 1500 points."

"Okay!" Mu Feng clenched his fist secretly, "It's almost 2,000 points for the achievement of 500 points, and then you can learn Wood Dao Derivative Techniques!"

What I have to do now is to find a way to make up the remaining 500 achievements.

In this way, he actually waited for the people from the Mang Dragon Clan to come over and pay the salt, and the fur should be enough.

But Mu Feng couldn't wait any longer.

In his previous life, he believed in a sentence: "The meat is not your own when it is in your mouth, and others can pick it out for you. Only the one who swallows it in your stomach is!"

Especially when he thought of the wild boars in Dongshan, he began to calculate in his heart: "The wild boars have 300 points of achievement when they are caught, and then look for other wild vegetables, so that they can make money before the people from the Dragon Clan come. Enough for 2000 achievements!"

"That's it!" Mu Feng made up his mind, "and this is also the most important problem the tribe needs to solve."

So Mu Feng, who had just arrived in the cave, quickly got up again and went to discuss with Mingguang to see how to catch the wild boar.

Mingguang is busy collecting the trophies of the Mang Dragon Ministry, and there are many bone knives and bone rods.

Surprisingly, there is also a jet-black metal rod. It is hard to see the specific material.

Mingguang hurriedly handed the stick to Mu Feng after seeing Mu Feng's arrival-this was the rule, all the tribe's gains were given priority for the chief chief to choose.

Mu Feng took the stick and squeezed it twice in his hand, and saw that there was no trace of rust on it. He was a little confused.

Because these metal sticks are not any common metal he has seen in his previous life, they are a bit like the meteorite iron recorded in history books!

He held the stick and waved it twice.

"Warchief, what kind of weapon is this?" Mingguang asked.

Mu Feng shook his head: "This is not a weapon, but a kind of gold. But I don't know exactly what it is. What is certain is that it is very hard and suitable for hunting and fighting!"

Then he handed the stick to Mingguang: "You can use it for hunting!"

Mingguang hurriedly waved his hand: "Warchief, you should keep such precious gold objects! I now have an ivory knife that I have confiscated!"

Speaking of Ming Guangyang, the bone knives confiscated in Yang's hand were cold and sharp, obviously.

Mu Feng is also welcome: "Okay!"

"Warchief, what do you want?" Mingguang asked, "Just leave it to us here!"

"It's something!" Mu Feng said straight to the point, "I want to catch wild boars and raise them!"

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