Chapter 10: The Daughter of the Patriarch of the Desert Island Survival
followed Dong Si to a very large room, Dong Si first asked Zhao Le to wait outside, and walked in by himself. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć After waiting for more than 20 minutes, Zhao Le was a little impatient when he saw that Dong Si had not come out yet, but he didn't dare to go in, for fear that if he collided with the natives, his life would be lost.
Just when Zhao Le was anxiously waiting, a figure suddenly appeared on the side and shouted at Zhao Le: "Who are you!" Zhao Le was startled, but swallowed his saliva when he looked at it.
The person who came was a little Lori, a height of more than one meter and six, healthy wheat-colored skin showed her original beauty, a kangaroo skin skirt made her youthful, a pair of long legs wrapped in kangaroo skin were exposed, and a long black hair was draped behind her head, and the perfect body proportion made her look glamorous and moving.
Seeing Zhao Le's scorching eyes staring at her tightly, Na Lori couldn't help blushing a little, and shouted angrily at Zhao Le: "Alas! What are you looking at! "Look, look at the beauty." Zhao Le was already stunned, Zhao Le, who was deeply poisoned by the crossing novel, knew that the pig's feet that crossed were all for three wives and four concubines, and since he had crossed, he would be chic.
Although I'm a little sorry for Hu Yue, but this is also a political marriage, once I get to this Lori in front of me, then I will be closer to this indigenous tribe. In the future, with some methods, this indigenous tribe will definitely be able to use it for its own use, and with a team of 100 people, when the time comes, it will conquer other indigenous tribes everywhere, and gradually grow in strength, and in the future, Fang Fang will definitely be able to conquer the whole of Australia.
Although this is still a minor little Lori, she looks like she is fourteen or fifteen years old, looking at Meng Mengda, Zhao Le can't bear to start, but this is very common in indigenous tribes. Some women have one or two children at the age of fourteen or fifteen, and it is relieved to think about it, after all, we have to uphold the consistent style of the feudal lord in ancient times.
Although Lori doesn't know what beauty means, looking at Zhao Le's pig brother, she guesses that she can't leave ten. A touch of crimson reflected on her cheeks, and seeing Lori blushing, Zhao Le couldn't help but laugh in his heart. Just as I was about to step forward to talk, I heard a voice from behind me, "Hey, Kejie'er, why did you come here?" Looking back, Dong Si had already come out, and when he saw Lori standing behind Zhao Le, he was stunned and said her name.
"Quejiere." Zhao Le said silently in his heart. When Kejieer saw Dongsi, she asked Dongsi, "Dongsi, who is he?" As soon as Dons heard Kejie's question, he replied, "This is a friend from the north, and he wants to exchange things with our tribe."
"Donce, please call me by name, my name is, uh, my name is Android, by the way, Donce, who is she?" Zhao Le also asked Dong Si. "Oh, yes, Android, she's our patriarch's daughter, Kejier." Nani?! The daughter of the patriarch, I grass, no wonder, I said when did the appearance of the Australian aborigines become so high, it turned out to be the daughter of the patriarch, if this is soaked, won't it be able to directly integrate into the indigenous tribe.
Zhao Le had already fallen into YY and couldn't extricate himself, and Dong Si on the side said, "Android, the patriarch invited you in to talk." Hearing this, Zhao Le didn't dare to slack off, if he accidentally angered the patriarch, let alone Bao Mei's conquest of the world, he might be directly shot by random arrows.
After all, the current Zhao Le has not yet understood the minds of the indigenous people, although he looks at Dongsi well, he is honest and easy to get along with, but he must be a human spirit who can become a patriarch, and he needs to be cautious.
Walking into the house, I was greeted by a fire pit with roast kangaroo meat on it, and sitting next to the fire pit was a middle-aged man, who said that he was a middle-aged man, and he was only in his thirties, but this is considered middle-aged in the indigenous tribe, because they got married and had children when they were teenagers.
The man wears a leather coat sewn from kangaroo skin, and on the wall behind him hangs a longbow and a stone spear, which are his weapons and symbolize his strength.
"Friends from afar, thank you for the gift, this kangaroo skin is my trophy, for you, please come and enjoy the food with me." The patriarch said, handing a huge kangaroo skin to Zhao Le.
"Thank you for the gift, I also have a gift for you." Zhao Le took the kangaroo skin, sat down, took out the pack of Great China from his clothes, took out two cigarettes, and handed them to the patriarch. Zhao Le himself doesn't smoke, this box of Great China was still given by a fellow from the Northeast he met on the boat, and it was not easy to throw it away, so he took it with him, but he didn't expect it to become a tool for Zhao Le to bribe the indigenous people now.
The patriarch stretched out his hand to take it, not knowing how to use it, Zhao Le reached over and turned on the lighter, "bang", the flames came out, the patriarch was obviously startled, saw the flames coming out of thin air, immediately put the cigarette aside, and worshiped the lighter in Zhao Le's hand. At the same time, there were some words in his mouth that Zhao Le couldn't understand.
Although Zhao Le is a high-end steam-filled lighter, no more than those ordinary lighters for a dollar, but it can't withstand burning for up to a few minutes, and the temperature of the shell of the lighter has reached the point where it can bake sweet potatoes, Zhao Le didn't want the lighter to be scrapped like this, so he turned off the lighter.
Seeing that the lighter was suddenly extinguished, the patriarch was stunned for a moment, and then said to Zhao Le: "Guests from afar, messengers of the gods, sons of elves, if you need the assistance of the Wuke tribe, we should go all out."
Hearing the patriarch's words, Zhao Le was stunned for a while, and then he realized that the indigenous patriarch regarded himself as a messenger of the gods and used a lighter to make fire, which is very normal in the eyes of modern people.
In the eyes of the ancient natives, it was very abnormal, and they could not explain the reason for this, so they thought it was the work of God. In fact, not to mention the indigenous people of Australia, even the people of the East and the West can't explain why, so they attribute this kind of incident to God, the devil or the fairy monster.
Zhao Le, who had figured out the matter, asked the patriarch: "Is there anything in the Wuke tribe that needs my help, as for me, the gods don't need assistance, and the gods have no trouble." Zhao Le quickly substituted himself into the identity of the messenger of the gods, the son of the elves.
"Yes, please ask the name of the messenger." The patriarch first asked Zhao Le's name, and the evil Zhao Le told him the name Android very badly.
"Vascular Emissary, our Uke tribe is a faithful apostle of God, but we have been attacked by barbarians, and we ask the Andrew Messenger to borrow power from God to destroy them." The patriarch spoke of the troubles that had plagued the Ukh tribe for a long time.
In the past few years, a big event happened on Cape Barron Island, which was originally uninhabited, and a group of people came to the west coast where there was no human population, and they were two or three hundred people, including many men, about more than a hundred people, accounting for about half of the total number, more than the men of the five hundred tribes of the Wuke tribe, and they were bloodthirsty and warlike, and their combat effectiveness was good, all the way from the west coast to the middle of the island of Cape Barron, and the three tribes in the west were united, and the number of people also reached five hundred, and the ruler of the Wuke tribe confronted it.
During this period, he also invaded two small tribes under the control of the Uke tribe, killed many people, and captured the tribal chief, which greatly reduced the prestige of the Uke tribe, and if it continued to develop like this, it would be a matter of time before the Uke tribe was annexed.
Originally, the patriarch of the Uk tribe, Bagor, did not want to start a war, and the indigenous people of Australia are peace-loving in their hearts, of course, this is also thanks to the abundance of food in Australia, otherwise, no matter how peaceful the heart is, people will take risks and start a war under the threat of food.
Unlike the Japanese people on the four islands of Northeast Asia, they would never start a war on their own without war. It is precisely because of this that the aborigines of Australia were so easily conquered by the British, and if they were naturally warlike, they might have established their own state and crossed into a slave or feudal society, as the black aborigines of Africa did. Although this is not enough to resist the footsteps of the Western invaders, at least after the fall of colonialism, it can be restored, and it can have its own country, its own people.
The current Australian aborigines have been assimilated by the whites, and only the older generation still vaguely remembers the massacre of their tribe by the whites, which was told to them by the older generation.