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After showing the miracle, Ding Mu saw this group of older natives lying on the ground. He obviously recognized his identity as the Holy Lord, and quickly raised his hands to let everyone stand up and talk.

Dingmu asked the chief of the Paradise tribe: "What is your name? How should I call you?"

The old chief jabbered a lot, about forty or fifty syllables, without even breathing in the middle!

Ding Mu was immediately confused by the name and asked, "What are your rules for naming?"

The chief explained: "We need to put the names of each ancestor on the paternal line in front of our own name as part of our surname."

Ding Mu understood and asked: "Then what is your own name?"

The old chief said: "Whites."

Ding Mu suddenly understood that his own name was the last three syllables, so Ding Mu called him: "Whites, you said I am your Holy Lord? So what rights and obligations does the Holy Lord have?" "

When Whites heard about the rights and obligations, he showed a look of incomprehension and explained: "Holy Lord, all our tribesmen are your people, and you are our Holy Lord. We will respect your words unconditionally. We Please guide us away from hunger, disease, ignorance and poverty.”

When Ding Mu heard this, he immediately fainted. There was no benefit at all in cooperating with him to become the Holy Lord. He had accepted so many people from the tribe, all of whom were below the poverty line. Isn't this a bunch of dragsters? ? I still have to guide them, what's going on?

Wiping the non-existent sweat on his forehead, Ding Mu continued to ask: "Whites? How many people do I have?"

Whites replied without hesitation: "Half a million."

Ding Mu was shocked again. Half of a million is half a million people. He suddenly became the Holy Lord of half a million natives of the Aircraft Country, and he had to lead them to get rich. I don’t know if these people are diligent or smart. It’s not that easy to make money! Do you have that much ability to save half a million people from hunger, disease, ignorance and poverty? Isn’t this just looking for fault?

Ding Mu's heart was heavy, and he reluctantly said: "I know, but wanting to stay away from hunger, disease, ignorance and poverty is not something that can be achieved overnight! First, we have to establish a way to help each other. How are you doing? Contact me?"

Old Chief Whites said: "I will photograph the people who are most familiar with the jungle and run to deliver messages."

Ding Mu shook his head: "This is too backward. We must at least popularize mobile phones! At least we must be able to make phone calls!"

In fact, these chiefs are not particularly outdated and do not understand current life at all, it is just that they are chiefs. Pay more attention to observing the traditional way of life. But the arrival of Ding Mu suddenly broke all this, allowing a new way of life to enter this primitive tribal society.

"Let's go to the big island!" Ding Mu asked Guo Pingfan to sail the boat and took these twenty chiefs to the second largest island in Airplane Country. The tourist area of ​​this island is also very developed and everything is sold. . Ding Mu directly bought more than 20 satellite phones, and each person was given one.

After sending it out, Ding Mu spent half an hour teaching everyone how to use it. Then, he immediately thought of one thing. Almost all the chiefs' tribes had no electricity at all. Fortunately, the standby time of satellite phones was relatively long and could last for about a month.

Ding Mu asked all the chiefs to gather at the place where they saw themselves on the mountain of Ding Ding Island once a month. On the one hand, it is to recharge the satellite phone, and on the other hand, it has also formed a party system. I will attend from time to time and issue oracles. All the chiefs followed the decree and returned to their own tribes with the artifacts rewarded by the Holy Lord.

In the language of the tribal chiefs, Tintin Island has become St. Tintin Island, and the nameless slope above Tintin Island has become Mount St. Tintin. The island where Ding Mu originally wanted to take his girlfriend on vacation and have fun suddenly became a sacred place for the indigenous people.

After seeing off all the chiefs, Ding Mu complained to Guo Pingfan: "Uncle Pingfan! This Holy Lord is very depressed in front of me! There is no benefit at all, not to mention that he has also installed more than 20 satellite phones. In the future There are still more than 500,000 yuan worth of money waiting for me to lift them out of poverty! Do you think I am so capable?"

Guo Pingfan laughed loudly, and then said thoughtfully: "Let me introduce someone to you. If you can persuade her to help you, maybe you can really become the king of this airplane country." After all, you are the Holy Master of 500,000 people."

Ding Mu nodded and said: "Okay, okay, it's best to hurry up! In less than two days, I will go back to China. Who is this person you are talking about!"

Guo Pingfan said: "Wait a moment, I'll make a call."

After communicating for about five minutes, Guo Pingfan came back excitedly and said to Ding Mu: "Great, she is really interested and decided to meet you. This person is my boss and the owner of Poseidon Hotel. Specifically. You will know it when you see her."

In fact, Ding Mu had already heard everything Guo Pingfan called through his divine ears. Guo Pingfan is indeed a good person who really wants to help him. Ding Mu nodded and said: "Okay, I will go with you to meet your female boss."

Guo Pingfan was stunned for a moment, and thought for a moment that he seemed to have never mentioned the gender of his boss. He couldn't help but feel strange: "How do you know it's a woman..."

Ding Mu smiled mysteriously and said calmly: "I am the Holy Lord of half a million people. How can I do it without any skills?"

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Ding Mu took Xu Hening and Guo Pingfan back to the Poseidon Hotel. After asking Xu Hening to wait in her room, Ding Mu and Guo Pingfan went to meet the mysterious owner of Poseidon Hotel.

Under the guidance of Guo Pingfan, he passed through an undersea tunnel that he had never walked through before, then boarded a submarine and continued to dive deep into the seabed.

Guo Pingfan said: "The place we are going to is not connected to this hotel. It is a separate underwater apartment. We call it Poseidon Palace. It is a unique and private residence exclusive to the hotel owner."

Ding Mu looked out of the submarine's port window and immediately saw an independent building that was about a few hundred square meters in size. It was rooted in a piece of colorful coral and looked secluded and independent.

Guo Pingfan drove the submarine to a specific dock and said to Ding Mu: "My boss is inside, you need to go in by yourself. Don't worry, it's okay. Come out at any time, I will always be waiting for you in this submarine. I've been here before The number of guests in this place should not exceed one palm."

Ding Mu already had great trust in Guo Pingfan. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Then I should say that I am really honored!"