Chapter 285: The Mysterious Owner

After showing the miracle, Ding Mu saw that this group of old natives were lying on the ground, obviously recognizing his identity as the Holy Lord, and hurriedly raised his hands to let everyone get up and speak. Pen Γ— fun Γ— Pavilion www. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žο½†ο½

Ding Mu asked the chief of the Heavenly Tribe, "What is your name, and what shall I call you?"

The old chief chattered a lot, probably forty or fifty syllables, without any gasping in between!

Ding Mu was a little dazed by the name, so he asked, "What are the rules for your name?"

The chief explained: "We are to put the name of every ancestor in the paternal line before our own name as part of the family name. ”

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

The old chief said, "Whites." ”

Ding Mu suddenly understood, his own name was the last three syllables, so Ding Mu said: "Whites, you say that I am your Holy Lord?

Hearing the rights and duties, White showed a look of incomprehension and explained, "Holy Lord, all our tribesmen are your people, and you are our Holy Lord. We will honor your word unconditionally, and we ask you to guide us away from hunger, disease, ignorance, and poverty. ”

When Ding Mu heard this, he was immediately dizzy, and he became the Holy Lord together, there was no benefit at all, and he accepted so many people from the tribe, all of whom were people who were below the poverty line, wasn't this a bunch of oil bottles?

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

Without hesitation, White replied, "Half of a million." ”

Ding Mu was shocked again, half of the million is half a million people. He suddenly became the holy lord of 500,000 natives of the aircraft country, and he had to take them to get rich. I don't know if these people are diligent or if they are smart, and how can it be so simple to make money? Do they have the ability to save 500,000 people from hunger, disease, ignorance, and poverty? Isn't this self-inflicted?

Ding Mu's heart was heavy, and he reluctantly said: "I know, but if you want to stay away from hunger, disease, ignorance, and poverty, it is not an overnight achievement! How do you connect with each other?"

Old Chief White said, "I will shoot the people who know the jungle best, and run to deliver the message." ”

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, they don't understand the current life at all, but they are chiefs. Pay more attention to the observance of traditional lifestyles. But the arrival of Ding Mu broke all this at once, and he wanted to let a new way of life enter this primitive tribal society.

"Let's go, let's go to the big island!" Ding Mu asked Guo Pingfan to sail and took the twenty chiefs to the second largest island in the aircraft country, and the tourist area of this island is also very developed, and everything has to be sold. Ding Mu directly bought more than 20 satellite phones, and each of them sent one.

After sending it, Ding Mu spent half an hour teaching everyone how to use it. Then, he immediately thought of one thing, almost all the chiefs' tribes have no electricity at all, but fortunately, the standby time of the satellite phone is relatively long, which can support about a month.

Ding Mu asked all the chiefs to meet once a month in the mountains of Ding Ding Island to meet their place. On the one hand, it is to charge the satellite phone, and on the other hand, it also forms a system of gatherings, and he will also attend from time to time and issue oracles. All the chiefs returned to their tribes with the artifacts of the Lord's reward.

In the language of the tribal chiefs, Tintin Island has become St. Tintin, and the nameless dirt slope above Tintin Island has become St. Tin Mountain. The island, where Dingmu originally wanted to take his girlfriend on vacation and for pleasure, suddenly became a sacred place for the natives.

After sending off all the chiefs, Ding Mu complained to Guo Pingfan: "I said Uncle Pingfan! This holy lord, I am very depressed in front of it! There is no benefit at all, not to mention that I have set up more than 20 satellite phones, and there are more than 500,000 oil bottles waiting for me to take them out of poverty in the future! Do you think I have such great ability?"

Guo Pingfan laughed, and then said thoughtfully: "That's it, I'll introduce you to someone." If, can you tell her to help you. Maybe you can really be the king and hegemon in this plane country, after all, you are the holy lord of 500,000 people. ”

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

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

After about five minutes of communication, Guo Pingfan walked back happily and said to Ding Mu: "Great, she is really interested and decided to see you." This person is my proprietor and the owner of the Poseidon Hotel. You will know the specific things when you see her. ”

In fact, Ding Mu had already heard everything about Guo Pingfan's phone call through the ears of God. Guo Pingfan is indeed a good person who really wants to help himself. Ding Mu nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you and meet this female owner of yours." ”

Guo Pingfan was stunned for a moment, and thought for a moment that he didn't seem to have said the gender of his host at all, and couldn't help but wonder: "How do you know it's a female ......?"

Ding Mu smiled mysteriously and said lightly: "I'm the Holy Lord of 500,000 people, can I do it without any ability?"

―Dividing Line―

Ding Mu took Xu Hening and Guo Pingfan back to the Poseidon Hotel. Let Xu Hening wait in his room first, and Ding Mu and Guo Pingfan will go to meet the owner of the mysterious Poseidon Hotel.

Under the guidance of Guo Pingfan, he passed through an undersea tunnel that he had never walked before, and then got on a submarine and continued to dive to the depths of 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 an exclusive and private residence for the owner of the hotel. ”

Ding Mu looked out of the porthole of the submarine and suddenly saw an independent building about a few hundred square meters, rooted in a colorful coral, which looked isolated and independent.

Guo Pingfan drove the submarine to a specific pier and said to Ding Mu: "My owner is inside, and you need to go in by yourself." Don't worry, come out at any time, I'll always be waiting for you in this submarine. The number of guests who have been to this place should not exceed the number of palms. ”

Ding Mu already trusted Guo Pingfan very much, raised his eyebrows and said, "Then I should say that I am really honored!"