The barbarians are generally tall, whether they are standing or sitting on the stage, they can catch one casually, the men are basically as tall as Liu Xiaobao, and the women are generally more than 1.75 meters tall.

Xiao Yue'er is only a little more than 1.6 meters, so she complained that Liu Xiaobao made a hundred barbarians on stage not really because she disliked the barbarians dirty or anything, but because the height gap made her feel psychological pressure.

"It seems to us that the barbarians we have caught are all slaves, and there is no difference in essence, but as far as I know, in reality their status in their respective tribal groups will hardly change except that their freedom is restricted."

The barbarians on and off the stage probably chatted happily because they hadn't seen each other for a long time, and the volume of the gathering was loud and noisy, so Liu Xiaobao thought that it was not the best time, so while waiting, he simply talked to Xiao Yue'er about why he wanted a hundred barbarians to come to the stage.

"Oh, you can do this to make a clear distinction between classes, but what's the use?"

"A healthy social system must have rules. It's not hard to make rules, it's hard to maintain them and how to get people to follow them. ”

"So your answer is to divide the classes?"

"It's José's answer, he gave me a lecture on sociology and philosophy for two months."

If it were a different subject, Liu Xiaobao might not dare to fully believe Uncle He, but Liu Xiaobao still believed in the two subjects of philosophy and sociology.

The dungeon is also equivalent to a social system, and it is also a somewhat complex and special social system.

Being able to live to be more than 100 years old in such a social system, and to grow the unicorn group to more than 100 heads, is enough to prove that Uncle He is very clever in sociology.

As for philosophy, not to mention, Uncle He has encountered all the necessary conditions to become an excellent philosopher, such as a miserable teenage age, a boring half of his life, and so on.

"The cow play was also Jose's idea?"

"No, it's mine... Almost, you help me carry this box to the stage and wait, I'm going to start performing. ”

Xiao Yue'er was very obedient, took the box from Liu Xiaobao's hand and turned around and wanted to leave, but she didn't expect Liu Xiaobao to be so heavy carrying a box that didn't seem to have a little weight, so that she was almost carried to the ground by the weight of the box.

Thanks to her quick reaction, Liu Xiaobao also helped, otherwise Xiao Yue'er would have lost her face.

After Xiao Yue'er stabilized, Liu Xiaobao smiled, and before that, the barbarians had already burst into laughter.

The laughter of countless people was enough to embarrassing Xiao Yue'er, but when the laughter was about to end completely, three barbarian girls on the stage also mocked Xiao Yue'er loudly in Chinese whose pronunciation was not particularly standard.

"Danyu, do you believe that I can lift this little grass chicken with one finger?"

"Sister Beiming, I think you can definitely poke her to death with one finger."

"You two are really boring, just like that, if you were born in our holy clan and can't even get married, you compare with her like a holy wolf and a soil dog, don't you feel like you have lost your identity?"

The three girls said a sentence one by one, and after finishing speaking, the barbarians in the audience, whether they understood or not, suddenly looked like they were honored, the nobles held their own identities and stopped talking, and the ordinary barbarians coaxed for a long time, so that Xiao Yue'er couldn't wait to find a crack in the ground to get into, but she didn't know what to do.

"You who have power are all slaves now, and she is free, so who is the earth dog and who is the holy wolf?"

Liu Xiaobao's voice was not loud, maybe it was only enough for the nobles on the stage, including Xiao Yue'er and the three girls, to hear, but that was enough, because no matter how loud he spoke, it was useless, and the vast majority of ordinary slaves could not understand Chinese.

"Young Terran, we are not slaves because of you."

Before he spoke, the man who said this first struck the small drum in his palm, which was not loud, but the sound of the knock covered the audience.

Liu Xiaobao turned his head and saw that it was an old man wearing animal skin clothes and a feather crown on his head, and he didn't speak loudly, but after he knocked the small drum in his palm and said a word, more than 10,000 barbarians entered a state of absolute silence.

That's the power of faith...

There is no doubt that after being locked by the profound vision of the barbarian sacrifice, Liu Xiaobao's heart was shocked.

He didn't know much about the barbarians, and he didn't have time to understand who these people were on the stage, but after seeing the old man's outfit and a sentence, the audience became quiet, and Liu Xiaobao casually guessed that this thing should be a barbarian sacrifice with a lot of status.

Shock is shock, now it is a hostile relationship, not a friend relationship, the other party made a move, Liu Xiaobao must be changed back, otherwise from now on, anything he does will be a complete joke in the eyes of the barbarians.

The barbarian sacrifice said a sentence with a beginning and no end, but it was enough for Liu Xiaobao to understand all the meaning he wanted to express - we were not captured by you, and you deserve to talk about power with us?

The sound of the drum and these words are not only a reply to Liu Xiaobao, but also a display of strength.

The barbarian priest took it for granted that the young man in his mouth either confessed or turned a deaf ear, but he never expected that he would laugh wildly at his gaze.

Then, the guy who looked like a dog actually spat at himself!

Such rude goods are simply rare among the nobles of the Holy Clan, where did the Wei family find it!

It was impossible for the barbarian priest to ask his own questions out loud, because Liu Xiaobao had already given an answer without answering even a word!

Just as spitting is common to the streets, the act of spitting is not more common than language, but is common among all races.

The barbarians believe in you, but Lao Tzu doesn't believe in you!

This is Liu Xiaobao's first wave of answers, the other party played a duet for him, and he couldn't just go back!

Liu Xiaobao, who was laughing wildly, walked up to the cow that dared to fly in front of him just now, and punched it in the neck with a fierce punch!

Thanks to the quiet atmosphere created by the barbarian sacrifice, the whole audience heard the crisp sound of the cow's neck being broken, and this was just the beginning, the cow screamed, struggling before it had time to fall, Liu Xiaobao bent down and quickly poked out with both hands like a dragon out of the sea, and lifted the cow above his head with the horns and one of the cow's front hooves!

"Damn, so fierce!"

Wei Dashao, who was also watching on the stage, was glad, touching the wound on the arch of his eyebrows that could not be traced, but it was real, and he was once again glad that he did not use force against this brute in the secret room.