"In your tribe, aren't there any masters like me?" Li Zhi asked with a smile, the 'Gray Sand Beast' who sat down and tamed was very honest, and he walked quite smoothly, I don't know how the people in the 'Yimu Tribe' did it.

The wooden dove shook his head: "No!"

Not to mention someone as powerful as him, even if he is a 'ground level' master, there is not a single one in the Yimu tribe. Their tribal leader is only the 'Mortal Rank 6', and the most powerful prophet in the tribe is the 'Mortal Rank 7', and in the entire tribe, the monks who surpass the 'Mortal Rank 5' can be counted on both hands.

Even so, the nearby tribes are afraid of the strength of the 'Yimu tribe', and few people dare to provoke them.

Li Zhi smiled and asked again: "Then in your mother tribe, isn't there anyone as powerful as me?"

This little black girl is quite simple, her joys, angers, sorrows and joys are all expressed on her face, and she will not hide it at all, so that people can see through what she is thinking in her heart at a glance.

"This ...... I don't know!" The wooden dove shook his head and subconsciously bit his lip, how powerful this man is, she doesn't know, maybe not as powerful as the master in her mother tribe, but she doesn't know, she just doesn't know, and she can't stare at her mother tribe and say nonsense, she has never been to her mother tribe!

"Okay!"

Li Zhi smiled and changed the topic and said, "Are there other tribes around your tribe?"

"Yes!" Mu Jiu snapped his fingers, counted the names of more than a dozen tribes with Li Zhi in a row, and then raised his head slightly, and said proudly: "Among these tribes, our Yimu tribe is the most powerful!"

The total population of the 'Yimu tribe' has reached 20,000 people, and there is a mother tribe with the same surname behind it, so it is no longer a small tribe.

Along the way, the wooden dove chirped, no matter what Li Zhi asked, if he knew, he said, when Li Zhi didn't ask her, she asked Li Zhi, anyway, he refused to be idle.

So on the way back to the 'Yimu Tribe', Li Zhi was not boring.

Li Zhi has never concealed his identity, he is not from this world, and he has already made it clear when he first met them.

The hunting team in the Yimu tribe is not a primitive person, not only has its own social system, but also has its own 'civilization', which represents 'writing'. The common script and language of the desert people.

"That 'White Sand Beast' is worth a lot of money, are you sure you don't want it at all?"

When approaching the Yimu tribe, the wooden dove couldn't help but lie in Li Zhi's ear and whispered, after a few days of getting along, the two of them are already very familiar. For this exciting little girl, Li Zhi doesn't hate it either.

The value of the White Sand Beast is higher than that of the Gray Sand Beast, and the Gray Sand Beast is already quite popular in the Yimu tribe.

Even the way of using 'sand beads' has many unique features, which are very worthy of learning from the people of the earth.

"Money, do you have money in your tribe?" asked Li Zhi curiously.

The wooden dove looked at him like a fool, looked at him and said, "Of course there is, isn't the sand drill just money, don't you use the 'sand drill' there?"

Although 'sand diamonds' are not a rare thing, it is not easy to mine them.

Of course, the 'sand diamond' that people say is not the kind of 'miscellaneous sand diamond', although the miscellaneous sand diamond is also valuable, but it is not very high, so the local aborigines rarely regard the 'miscellaneous sand diamond' as currency.

Even the value of miscellaneous sand diamonds is not as high as 'sand beads'.

In the local name, the sand beads in the body of the gray sand beast are called 'gray sand beads', and the sand beads in the body of the white sand beast are called 'white sand beads'. The value of white sand beads far exceeds that of gray sand beads, and the replacement ratio is as high as 10,000 times.

In other words, one 'white sand bead' can be exchanged for 10,000 'gray sand beads', and no one is necessarily willing to change it.

In addition to the role of desert stealth, 'sand beads' are also a kind of "cultivation" product and currency for the locals.

Because the 'white sand beads' are very difficult for them to obtain, they are expensive and are 'high' currency.

It is the same as 'sand drills', which are not easy to find.

Although the miscellaneous sand diamonds also contain a lot of psionic ingredients, for them, there is no way to absorb the miscellaneous sand diamonds, and even if they are collected, they can only feed the 'gray sand beasts' that they raise.

Li Zhi guessed that it was probably because their ancestors had lived in this space with abundant spiritual energy for generations, so the low-grade miscellaneous sand drills were already immune to them.

"A white sand beast, how many 'sand diamonds' can be exchanged?" Li Zhi nodded and asked with a smile.

"A thousand!"

The wooden dove drew a finger at Li Zhibi and said with a shake.

Li Zhi was slightly surprised, and said, "So many, what about the 'white sand bead'?"

The dove blinked and said, "That's all too!"

In other words, a white sand beast can be exchanged for at least 2,000 sand diamonds, because mining sand diamonds requires luck and dangers, but for the first side, the greater danger factor is to hunt the 'white sand beast'.

One 'white sand bead' can be exchanged for 10,000 'gray sand beads', doesn't that mean that one sand diamond can buy 100 'gray sand beads'?

Profitable?

Li Zhi instantly substituted his business thinking into it, one sand diamond is equivalent to a thousand miscellaneous sand diamonds!

In these tribes, miscellaneous sand diamonds are not valuable, and one sand diamond can be exchanged for many frames of 'miscellaneous sand diamonds'.

Because the 'sand diamond' is a currency that can be traded, and the 'miscellaneous sand diamond' is just a 'feed' for the gray sand beast to eat in their eyes.

Although Mu Jiu didn't say it explicitly, Li Zhi could more or less hear what she meant, and she wanted Li Zhi to ask Li Zhi for his 'deserved' share of the property.

Of course, this is a bit of an elbow turn!

In the desert, after walking for six days, the gray sand beast encountered a lot, but the white sand beast did not encounter any of them.

Li Zhi didn't specifically look for it!

On this day, it was finally time for the 'Ichiki Tribe'.

"It's the Yimu tribe in front, my home is in the southern area of the tribe, I can ask my Eminem to make you a 'broth' to drink when I go back!"

The smile on Li Zhi's face was rich, and he was also very happy that he finally arrived, and the reason why he didn't rush over was because he wanted to know more about this desert, what he saw and heard about the desert people.

It is estimated that someone has already informed in advance, an elderly man, and several sturdy middle-aged men, greeted the gate of the tribe and personally welcomed the arrival of the hunting team and Li Zhi.

"That's our tribal prophet, Flow. The man next to him is the leader of our 'Ichiki tribe', Iron. "The wooden dove was by Li Zhi's side, and he was introduced to him in a whisper, the wooden dove has been staying by Li Zhi's side for the past few days, and Mu Liang, the leader of the hunting team, also had the intention of asking her to be a 'guide' for Li Zhi.

Tribal prophets, Mu Liu, tribal leaders, Mu Tie, and the rest of the people are estimated to be all masters, small leaders, and elders in the Yimu tribe!

"Guests from afar, welcome to the Yimu tribe!" the tribal prophet was very polite.

Li Zhi jumped down from the Gray Sand Beast, smiled and showed his friendliness with the same local etiquette, and took out some unique food as a gift to the Yimu tribe.

You are particular, we can't be a grandson, everyone lifts the sedan chair, and the face is mutual!

Obviously, Li Zhi's politeness also won the favor of the high-level of the Yimu tribe, and after being warmly welcomed in, the 'luncheon' began.

"This is the 'wine' brewed in our tribe, which is generally only drunk on grand festivals and when distinguished guests visit, I am so old that I am only allowed to drink it twice, and this is the third time!"

The wooden dove pointed to the barbecue on the table again: "That is the meat of the 'White Sand Beast', specially roasted for you." ”

When he spoke, he licked his lips from time to time, and his throat shrugged up and down and swallowed saliva, looking greedy.

Li Zhi smiled secretly, and after some politeness, everyone began to toast frequently, as if in the human tribe, this 'tradition' has infiltrated into the bones.

"Guest from afar, I heard that you are not from this desert, can you tell me where you are from?"

When he was almost done, the tribal prophet asked with a smile. Li Zhi was poured at least a dozen catties of wine by those big men in the tribe, even if the degree of wine was not high, it was full of stamina and it was relatively easy to get started.

They may think that Li Zhi is already drunk!

Li Zhi smiled and said, "Yes!" After a slight pause, he continued: "Have you heard of 'another world', old gentleman?"

The eyes of the tribal prophet flickered, but soon returned to the ordinary, and he smiled and said, "Is it the world beyond the desert?"

"No!" Li Zhi shook his head, he knew that the other party had understood. Calmly said: "It's another world different from this world, the 'Yimu Tribe' is so close to the 'entrance' of that world, I guess you also have a sense of it, old man!"

Without waiting for the other party to speak, Li Zhi continued to smile and said: "I don't want to deceive you, because you treat me kindly and don't make me feel the slightest malice, that's right, I am from that world, different from another world in this world." ”

The tribal prophet looked at the smile on Li Zhi's face, sighed slightly, and said with a wry smile: "We don't know them, they just went to the mother tribe through the 'teleportation array', and then went to the 'Sandman City' from the Shenmu tribe. ”

Belch?

Li Zhi was slightly stunned, looked at the tribal prophet and asked in surprise, "What do you always say?"

Mu Tie, the tribal leader who was sitting with him but didn't interject, suddenly said angrily, "Didn't you follow the footprints of those two 'steppe people'?"

"Prairie people?" Li Zhi touched his nose, shook his head with a wry smile and said: "This, or really not, meeting Mu Liang and Mu Gu was purely an accident." ”

Although the other party didn't say it too clearly, Li Zhi could figure out what it meant, it turned out that the two humans who escaped from the folding space borrowed the teleportation array of the 'Yimu Tribe' to go to the 'Shenmu Tribe', and then went to the 'Sand Man City' through the teleportation array of the Shenmu Tribe, which was really a coincidence.

How did Li Zhi know that within the nearby tens of thousands of kilometers of cross-section, only the 'Yimu Tribe' had a teleportation array that directly connected to the 'Mother Tribe', and if he wanted to find other teleportation arrays, he would have to travel at least tens of thousands of kilometers to the 'Sandman City'!

"Accident, pure accident!"

But Li Zhi didn't know if he would believe it if he explained it like this. I'm afraid that in their eyes, Li Zhi is chasing the traces of 'original master' and 'Bing' and coming to the 'Yimu tribe'!

Whether it's a misunderstanding or not, it doesn't matter much, and it can be regarded as an unexpected gain to know that the two escaped from here.

"Your old man said that those two people are 'grassland people'?" Li Zhi didn't explain much, but directly asked his curious question.

The tribal prophet nodded: "That's right, they are steppe people, and their appearance in the desert is very surprising in itself, and I do feel a trace of the breath from that ancient world!"

For them, the other side of the earth is the 'ancient world', and for the earthlings, the interior of the folded space is the 'ancient continent'.

It's a matter of understanding, and it's not too important!

"Grassland, is it far from here?" Li Zhi asked curiously, he suddenly remembered, entering from the Arctic folding space and passing through the huge river ice field, isn't it the grassland?

The tribal prophet nodded and then shook his head: "Far away, or not far, I don't know, because I have never been out of the desert in my life, and I also know about the 'steppe' from the records of the sages in the books." ”