After listening to Ji Thief's words, everyone understood that the point was coming.

After all, in the plan to defeat the Black Mountain tribes, uniting the forces of other tribes can be said to be the most important and most critical link.

Although the chances of success in this ring are very high, it is actually too important for everyone to be cautious.

That's the Black Mountain tribe.

Taking a deep breath, the thief looked at Usma and Azai, "What do you two think?"

Usma and Ah Zai were happy at the same time, and then looked at each other cautiously.

Ji Thief said: "In the tribe, you two are smart people, I plan to hand over this organization to you, in the tribe, select some people who can speak well, and hand them over to the two of you to manage, full-time communication with other tribes, Usma is the main, Ah Zheng is the auxiliary, do you have any opinions?"

Usma naturally said respectfully: "No." ”

Ji Thief nodded: "What about you?"

Ah Zai opened his mouth to say something, but the last thought was to forget it: "I don't have it either." ”

Ji Thief nodded: "Well, from tomorrow, the two of you will start to act, and when you succeed in uniting other tribes, the revenge operation will be officially launched!"

Usma and Ah Zai stood up at the same time: "Yes!"

"Okay, everyone's work is set like this for the time being, let's go and get busy first. ”

The crowd said yes and turned away.

As he was about to leave, Babu suddenly stopped, turned around, and said, "By the way, Lord Warrior, there is something I forgot to say because I was too busy." ”

Ji Thief said, "What?"

Babu stretched out his hand and groped in his arms, and finally, he found something wrapped in animal skin and put it in front of the thief, and said: "This is a special product of our tribe. ”

The thief took the animal skin package in confusion.

Babu said, "Although this thing is unpalatable, it is hungry, and when there is no food, many of our people rely on it to survive." ”

The old patriarch laughed, patted Babu on the shoulder, and said, "Babu, that was before and now, we have warriors, and we will never be short of food." ”

When Babu thought about it, he couldn't help but be embarrassed and said, "Yes, it's me who thinks too much." ”

However, just as his words fell, the thief who was watching the special products in the animal skin next to him shouted in a groan.

Shocked, the old patriarch and Babu turned back at the same time: "What's the matter?"

I saw that the thief pointed to the things in the animal skin, trembled, and stammered: "This, is this a special product of your tribe?"

At the same time as he asked this sentence, Ji Thief's face was full of surprise, and it was obvious that it was the kind of expression of great joy.

The old patriarch was stunned when he saw this.

What's wrong with the warrior, I've never seen him so surprised at any time, isn't it something scary wrapped in that animal skin?

Thinking about it, he hurriedly went over to look.

However, when the old patriarch came to him and saw clearly the inconspicuous things lying on the animal skin in the palm of Ji Thief's hand, he was deflated: "Hey, I thought it was a good thing that made you excited like this." ”

Babu was a little embarrassed, after all, he used to be a specialty of the tribe, and it was said that it was nothing, so he couldn't get off the stage.

Ji Thief glanced at the old patriarch, grabbed the things in the animal skin and wrapped it carefully, and said in his heart What do you know.

Then, he faced Babu, still a little uncontrollable excitement in his heart, and asked, "Elder Babu, is this really a specialty of your tribe?"

Babu only thought that the thief was a little disappointed, and inevitably said more embarrassed: "Ah, yes, yes." It's not much, and it's hard to eat, but it's really the food that has saved our people many times..."

The voice grew lower and lower, and at last even Babu himself could no longer hear his own voice.

But he didn't want to, but after listening to Babu's words, the thief laughed loudly: "Haha, God help me, God help me." ”

The old patriarch looked at the thief with an expression that was so much irritating that he shouldn't have been stimulated too much.

Babu was a little flustered, did the warriors make me stupid? Don't, the two families have just merged into a tribe, and before they can see the rise, the leader will go crazy, what is this called.

Only the thief understood what the specialty of the Maple Valley tribe represented.

He carefully opened the hide again, revealing thirty or forty lying inside, with yellowish and slightly blue bodies, only the size of a grain of rice, and his heart was uncontrollable ecstasy.

Wheat, wheat, it turned out to be really wheat.

The Maple Valley tribe has this kind of anti-heaven specialty, and they don't even understand their preciousness.

As a modern man, Ji Thief is well aware of the role of wheat in human progress.

This kind of plant, easy to grow, high yield, nutrients are sufficient, completely in daily life, indispensable food.

Not to mention, it was still a primitive society when food was more important than life.

The preciousness of this thing is not weaker than that of captive prey, low cost, high harvest, is there any food more suitable for the development of a tribe than this?

"Elder Babu, how many of these things are there?" asked the thief with a trembling voice, temporarily suppressing the excitement in his heart.

"Not many, that's just a few hundred, because this thing has saved our tribe many times, so unless you are hungry and can't help it, you won't pay attention to it, how warriors, is this thing useful?" asked Babu weakly.

"Of course it works! The value of this thing can be said to be the most precious in our tribe at the moment. ”

Both the Babu and the old patriarch had a "???" expression, what is the most precious thing?

Ji Thief rubbed his hands excitedly: "No, I have to bring these things back to the tribe to plant them quickly." ”

"Planting?"

"Yes, if we plant all the hundreds of plants, it is expected that by tomorrow, all of our people will be able to eat it. ”

"What the hell, Warrior, what the hell are you talking about? ”

The two old men didn't understand at all, why did they always think that the warrior was a little crazy.

However, the thief didn't care what the two of them were thinking, and at this time, his whole body fell into the ecstasy of discovering wheat.

"Dirt Mountain!"

The thief shouted loudly.

Outside the cave, Tushan walked in with steps, and Han Han asked, "Lord Warrior, what's wrong?"

"Now, find a few people and go out with me. ”

"Now?"

"Of course, hurry up, don't be stunned. ”

From the moment he saw the thief, he saw that Babu, who had always been calm and composed, was not calm: "Warrior, what's the matter, why are you so excited?"

The old patriarch shook his head: "I don't know, when he defeated the Black Mountain tribe, he was never so excited. ”

Babu: "...

Soon, Tushan found a few clansmen, and with the orders of the thief, he also specially called Ah Zai over to act as a guide.

The group marched out of the valley in groups and headed all the way to the old address of the Maple Valley tribe.

When he came to the old valley of the Maple Valley tribe, a strange smell wafted in the wind, and the thief, who had been maintaining a high level of excitement on the road, sniffed his nose: "What, why does it stink so much?"

Ah Zai was a little embarrassed, because there was excrement everywhere, and no one cleaned it up at all, which was really not a little bit worse than the clean and tidy Frost Valley tribe.

Ji Thief didn't put too much effort into this, but asked Ah Zheng, "Where are those plants?"

Ah Zai pointed to a remote corner of the valley: "It's all there." ”

When the thief heard this, his eyes lit up, and he ran over happily, and when he came to the front, he saw hundreds of wheat plants that were intertwined with weeds, because no one took care of them, the wheat that was robbed of too many nutrients by the weeds was unusually shriveled, and it was difficult to look directly.

It can be said that the appearance of this kind of wheat will be the laziest cropper in later generations, and he will not care about it.

However, the thief cherishes these wheat, like a father who has a son for the first time, and carefully cares for his child, for fear of falling and touching it.

Little by little, he gathered up all the wheat and threw it into the backpack he had brought with him.

They wanted to help, but they let the thief kick them away one by one: "Your task is to find as much wheat as possible for me, and then I will collect it, understand?"

Tushan scratched his head honestly: "But we are afraid that you are too busy, Lord Warrior." ”

"You know a fart, don't be stunned, go find it. ”

"Oooh. ”

After an afternoon's work, the thief didn't go anywhere, just collected the wheat.

When night fell, the thief stretched and looked around the dim valley, where he had collected all the wheat in the valley, half a backpack.

As long as you wait for the right time to sow seeds, the next year, it will be enough for the tribe's 100th tribe to eat for a year.

Thinking of this, Ji Thief smiled contentedly: "Go, go home." ”