After running on a giant deer for most of the day, his physical strength was seriously overdrawn, and after dinner, Wang Lang fell asleep not long after lying on the hay.

The next day, they brought the three captives to Wang Lang.

Wang Lang fiddled with a slinging rope in his hand, and there was a stone spear with exquisite workmanship beside him, when he saw these weapons, he was very surprised, the workmanship of these weapons was very mature, it was conceivable that the tribe was already very advanced.

Putting down the slings in his hand, Wang Lang squinted at the three prisoners who were kneeling on the ground, already frightened, and pointed to the person in the middle and said, "You! Come here. ”

The person who was pointed at by Wang Lang was suddenly frightened, and his body trembled like chaff.

Seeing that the man didn't react to Wang Lang's words, Jianya grabbed the man's hair and dragged him over, a move that immediately frightened the other two into silence.

Looking at the captives on the ground who kept kowtowing and begging for mercy, Wang Lang said: "You raise your head, if you are obedient, I will not kill you." After speaking, he looked at the three eyes and asked her to translate to the captive.

When the captive heard this, he immediately raised his head tremblingly and looked at Wang Lang in fear.

Looking at the young face in front of him, Wang Lang guessed that he was only a teenager, primitive people were relatively precocious, although they looked young, but in the eyes of others, this was already an adult.

"What's your name?" Wang Lang asked in a flat tone.

The young man kept his head down and was silent.

"The leader asks you something, and you dare not answer."

Jianya was about to punch and kick the young man, but Wang Lang grabbed him and said, "What are you doing so irritable." ”

Jianya was still saying something, but seeing Wang Lang's straight face, he had to glare at the young man fiercely, and stood aside happily.

Wang Lang looked at the young man with a smile and said, "It's okay if you don't speak, but if you don't want your companion to die, it's best if I ask what you say." ”

After hearing this, the young man seemed to forget the fear in his heart, and roared at Wang Lang with his neck straight.

"What did he say?" Wang Lang asked.

Kong San said hesitantly: "This... He said.. ”

Wang Lang frowned and said, "Just say what you have, I won't blame you." ”

Kong San swallowed his spit and said, "He said that he is a warrior of the tribe, and his patriarch and father will lead his people to kill us all, and even if their souls die, they will be respected by the tribesmen, so that we are ready to accept the wrath of the gods." ”

After the translation, the people were immediately furious, kicked the young man down with a strong tooth, and scolded angrily: "You people are also worthy of being called warriors, and you will kill us all, our tribe is a big tree, you are just a cowardly bedbug under the big tree, it is better to let them come, I just try that the spear in my hand is not sharp." ”

Wang Lang asked the people to pull their teeth apart, let the others quiet down, looked at the young man lying on the ground and said, "I originally wanted you to suffer less, but you brought it on yourself. ”

After speaking, he looked at the other two pale captives and said, "You don't say it." ”

The two men, like the young man, only fought with silence.

Wang Lang sneered: "Tie them up and hang them on the wall." ”

Tough Tooth grinned, and called a few men to drag the three captives down, and soon in a burst of screams, the three men were trapped and hung upside down from the wall.

Wang Lang watched all this calmly, he didn't know why he didn't have any waves in his heart in the face of these, he once scolded others for abusing animals for a while.

Now he treats his own kind like this, but he doesn't feel it at all, he can't understand when he became so cold-blooded, is it because he has been in this wild world for too long and has been affected by them? I couldn't figure it out, so I could only shake my head and walk towards the fugitive slaves who were watching from the sidelines.

The fugitive slaves looked at those who had enslaved them and were now being hung up like wild beasts to be slaughtered, and their feelings were now very mixed, excited, and a little apprehensive.

Seeing Wang Lang coming over, these fugitive slaves were a little frightened.

Wang Lang called the old man over and moved a wooden pier for him to sit opposite him.

said: "Elder, I want to know about the situation of the Fire Tribe, can you tell me about it?" ”

The old man said nervously: "Great chief, I am just a humble slave like an ant, how can I afford to be called so, what you want to know, as long as I know, I will tell you." ”

Wang Lang nodded with satisfaction and said, "You can tell me about the situation of that tribe." ”

The old man thought for a moment and said, "The Fire Tribe is one of several powerful tribes in the west, and when I was a child, my tribe was attacked by the Fire Tribe, and the tribe was captured as slaves, and that was a long time ago. ”

"Are there many tribes in the west? How many people are in each tribe. ”

"There are many tribes in the west, among which the tribe with so many fingers of one hand is the most powerful, and the Fire Tribe is one of them, and there are many of them, crowded together like stars in the sky." The old man described it in his meagre language.

Hearing the news, Wang Lang was silent for a while and asked, "How far are they from here?" ”

"I don't know how long I walked, but I remember that it was a moonless day when I escaped."

Kong San's translation was a little stumbling, Wang Lang touched it, trying to understand the old man's words, he guessed that the moonless day that the old man said should be the first day of the month, thinking about the moon last night, he estimated that the tribe was more than half a month away from here at most, and he was surprised by such a close distance.

Thinking of having so many strong enemies around him, Wang Lang's heart sank, and a strong sense of crisis enveloped his heart.

After exhaling lightly and calming down, he said, "I remember you said before that you would plant, and those tribes also grow edible food, the same as the ones we grow outside?" ”

The old man shook his head and said, "They also grow edible plants, but unlike the ones outside, we are just captured by them to grow a plant called Ugu. ”

"What does that Ugu look like?" Wang Lang asked.

"They're round in the dirt, and they're as many fingers as they have under a tree, but we haven't eaten them, so we don't know what they taste." The old man said.

"Round, growing in the soil? Could it be that this Ugu is a potato? Wang Lang muttered to himself.

The yield and adaptability of potatoes are very strong, if it is really potatoes, then the number of people who can feed it will be extremely terrible, which is definitely not good news for Wang Lang.