Go Through the World of Beasts and Be a Stick

Everyone felt a little sad.

Has their plan to save the non-orcs fall apart?

Wen Lie didn't think so much. Looking at the other party's architectural style, there was a lot of difference from Wencheng. It was just a mixture of soil and rock. Having seen the amazing design of the shark just now, he felt that the indigenous orcs might not be able to create such a building by themselves.

Maybe this is how the vulture tribe did it?

But there are too many coincidences, and it cannot be ruled out that there is no suspicious person in the vulture tribe...

But he looked around for a week and found no figures suspected of being the patriarch and priest of the vulture tribe, only the orc named Si.

Sitting in a building similar to a pavilion, surrounded by slender non-orcs.

There were several orc and non-orc priests sitting next to the opponent. Among them were Tan and Wuya priests. You Jin was also there. He was the only servant priest standing behind the priest.

As for the other tribes, the important figures consciously sit in the lower surrounding buildings, and the rest stand.

Wen Lie and the others didn't fight for those positions. I don't know how much better their house is than this. It's not uncommon to sit too much.

Wen Lie was watching, and he heard Miu say in his ear: "That is the chief and candidate of the chief of the Ocelot tribe and the Liger tribe, and the priest of the Liger tribe."

Miao pointed to him one by one.

Wen Lie nodded and buried his face in the orc's broad chest to prevent the orc with excellent ears from hearing the conversation between the two, "It seems that they came too early and missed a lot of things."

The leaders of the various tribes gathered together, and there must be some strangeness among them.

Miao sniffed the light smell in the hair of the non-orcs, nodded, and didn't want to say more, anyway, he knew what the vulture tribe was planning.

Master Secretary glanced at the talking orc, the smile on his face was definitely not friendly, gloomy and soft, like a snake, "They? Do you want to change?"

Sir Si's voice became softer and softer, but his timbre was rough, so he was extraordinarily weird, "Then you have to replace all the people in your tribe."

When the orc heard this, the obsession on his face disappeared, cold sweat leached, and he exited in a panic.

But I hate myself in my heart, knowing that the vulture tribe is now relying on the sharks to control the salt exchange. How could it be possible to let them out?

Si Leng laughed coldly, his face was impatient, and his face would look better when he saw the non-orcs standing upright in the crowd.

Turning around and talking to the patriarchs and priests of several big tribes, he finished speaking with the father, and despite their surprise and anger, the secretary motioned to the next orc in the pavilion to repeat his words.

The orcs obeyed.

In the hustle and bustle of the crowd, the orcs stood high and conveyed the decision made by the tribal priest in the same tone.

The people below have no energy to care about each other's attitude.

"...Five big beasts for a bag of black salt, 20 for a bag of white salt... There are other places in the house in the tribe that need help, and there are not enough manpower... Except for non-orcs and normal orcs, The rest are two sachets of black salt for one person..."

Everyone was angry and angry.

Some people even cursed on the spot.

Actually mention the amount of meat to change the salt to such a frenzied degree!

Meat equivalent to the size of five beasts, that is almost the amount of a small tribe who went out hunting for two days.

Even the large tribes of the Sirius tribe, a hunting team, were only this number after two days of hunting.

Wen Lie remembered that when Miao and his 20 people went hunting, one day and one night, they ended up hunting only ten wild beasts.

Although it was the Lingbing season at that time, it would be better to change to the current warm season, maybe more, but don't forget that Miao and their combat power are far superior to ordinary orcs.

No wonder some people can't accept such a high exchange rate.

It is just forcing them to trade people.

As for the other party's so-called hiring of people to help, fools know it is not credible.

The number of vulture tribes is large, even far more than a few big tribes. If it hadn't been kept in the dark these years, it would be easy to rank among the big tribes according to their number and combat power.

"How are you thinking?" Not moved by the noise under the pavilion, Si picked up the fruit fed by the non-orcs next to him, ate it in his mouth, and asked the person on the opposite side.

The Sirius tribe was the first to express its stance. The Uya priest said indifferently: "We will trade for the remnant beast, half beast, original beast and old man."

"Original beast? A waste thing, old priest, that can't be exchanged for anything."

"Always do a little bit for the tribe."

The secretary was taken aback, then laughed wildly, "Priest Wuya really makes me admire! No wonder Father and Priest Gray Hades are willing to make friends with you, rest assured, our vulture tribe has always kept our promises and will not treat you badly."

Tan was a little anxious, "It's not about the orcs and the orcs meeting the priest of the gray underworld--!"

Si's eyes were suddenly cold, and Tan was stabbed, and he immediately retreated the words.

The patriarch of the Ocelot tribe sneered, "Why, what else is there that we can't hear?"

This is a rather young patriarch, who looks less than 30 or so, and his appearance is not so outstanding, even popular, but his eyes are hooked and intriguing, adding a bit of color to the square and tough face, and it complements each other. .

The patriarch of the Liger tribe is a very handsome orc, with a face of forty or so, but he is not at all old, he is tall and straight, and he is the kind of appearance that Bofei orcs like. He is also different from the Sirius tribe. Treated, then said: "Before, your tribe sent people to fly for two days and two nights to call us over, just to let us come and sit down?"

"If you have anything, everyone spread it out and said."

Sihaha laughed, but his heart was annoyed and talkative.

They sent some people to the patriarchs of several big tribes. The old Wuxiang tribe didn't appreciate it for some reason, and only the other three responded.

But they don’t understand the personalities of these few people, and only inquire about some superficial ones. For example, the patriarch of the Liger tribe is easy-going and righteous, and most sees things that have to be settled. They often help small tribes around them, so not only in their own tribe, they are very good. Beloved, but also very orcs like to respect outside.

The patriarch of the Ocelot tribe is quite the opposite, ambitious, mean-spirited, and difficult to get along with. The most despising thing is that, despite the opposition of the tribe, he publicly announced that his brother would be the only candidate for the tribe, and no one was allowed to refuse.

His strength even overwhelmed the priests of his own tribe, making the whole tribe listen only to him.

In view of the above, the vulture tribe is more inclined to win over the head of the ocelot tribe. After all, such people are willing to do anything for themselves.

But I was still worried about accidents, so I had to invite people over, observe for myself, make sure that I could control these people steadily, and then spread the words out a bit.

After all, they are among the top tribes. Although their vulture tribes are consciously powerful, they dare not provoke several big tribes at the same time and cause public anger.

The thing about the salt tribe is because they have salt, and if you do it again, I'm afraid that even the priest of the gray dark will not be able to take it.

The task of the leader is to determine whether these tribes are credible and willing to show sincerity to deal with them.

As long as he does it well, he has reason to ask the priest of the gray world for an empowerment stone, or to come to a few furnace dings to increase his strength.

But with a good plan, Tan was disturbed. If it weren't for the fact that the other party sent them so many people over at once, Secretary really couldn't help but want to kill.

"There is nothing to say, the Sirius tribe had several orcs and a non-orc before, and the Uya priest said that he had defected from the tribe, and he asked us to find it for help."

Before Sina, Wu Ya mentioned a little thing with the priest Hui Hao to prevaricate.

The head of the Ocelot tribe gave a cold snort, obviously not convinced.

The candidate for the patriarch of the Ocelot tribe is the elder brother of the elder of the clan. He is close and knows his brother’s disposition. Therefore, he pretends to be a model face and is unyielding. What are you doing secretly, how can such a good thing take both of you?"

Secretary grinned, "We didn't say that you must be replaced by human beings. Isn't it possible to trade for meat?"

The young orc jumped and said, "Who didn’t know that you deliberately raised the amount of meat so high for our people?! I tell you, the people of our tribe go hunting and be eaten clean by wild beasts, and don’t exchange people for your broken salt. !"

The secretary glanced at the patriarch of the Ocelot tribe, and wondered if the young orc was the other party's signal, was it the other party's true word?

However, in today's exchange of words, he saw that the head of the Ocelot tribe was really mean and difficult to dismiss, so he believed the rumors by nine points and determined that the other party was pretending to be just taking Joe.

When the time comes, the benefits are shown, I am afraid that he will not be soft when he kills his own people.

Look at the old thing U Ya, isn't he able to do it?

So he didn't think he was disgusted, and lazily smiled: "Don't talk so full, if you can't even touch the hair of the prey by then, don't you have to come back to us and change the salt?"

Without salt, there is no strength. What can I hunt?

The young beast fell down and was about to speak.

The patriarch of the Ocelot tribe stopped his younger brother and said calmly: "I'm not sure. But since you can't be the master, then we'll wait and talk to us when your priests are free."

Without waiting for the Secretary to answer, he continued: "Is there our house?"

The Secretary was stunned. I don’t know what tricks the Ocelot patriarch played, but he really didn’t dare to go past the Grey Hades priest and pretend to leak the news, so he nodded and agreed, “Yes, I’m looking for someone to take you there. We have a food problem for your tribe. I will prepare it as a thank you for inviting you."

"Are we rare?" the young orc choked.

"I can save myself effort to hunt, why don't you want to?" The cat and leopard tribe patriarch glared at his younger brother, and motioned to the secretary to ignore him.

Secretary sneered, and didn't quarrel with the two brothers.

He felt that this leopard cat tribe was already stable, and only waiting for him to talk to Afather and the priest, he could talk to the other party about the great gifts their tribe had prepared for all the tribes willing to do so.

As for the Liger tribe, the secretary glanced at the other party’s patriarch. This old guy looked like a rumor, and his words and deeds were like a dummy. If he was really the kind of nosy person he was the most annoying, then But it's hard to convince.

He was annoyed to squeeze the soft part of the non-orc in his hand, not knowing where to start, but he saw the patriarch candidate behind him staring at the non-orc here in a desperate way, his eyes rolled, and his heart moved slightly.

Since the Secretary won't say more, the patriarch of the Liger tribe also expressed his position and put forward the same request as the Ocelot tribe.

Sorry they could live here for a few days, so they could find a chance to find a breakthrough, so naturally they agreed without saying a word.