After learning the news that Babylon had cultivated his fighting spirit, Old Zack almost had a cerebral hemorrhage when he wanted to be excited.

Old Zack, who was full of tears, seemed to see a way out for the Bloodhoof tribe, and even saw the dawn of the revival of the barbarians.

He and Babylon the Great had come to discuss something with Eren today, and the three of them were sitting in Alan's tent at this time.

Thinking of the camp and the tribesmen who have changed so much now, Old Zach has a smile on his face that is difficult to hide.

If it is said that in the Bloodhoof tribe, the easiest to accept changes from the outside world, except for little Zack, is his father Zack Sr.

In the face of the threat of the Great Chief, the Beamon Orcs and humans are eyeing each other, and the Barbarians and the Bloodhoof Tribe are in a very dangerous situation all the time, but Old Zack has no choice, he is not a god, he can't order all the barbarians to unite and unite with the outside world, even the Great Chief can't do it, let alone him.

Even a month ago, he couldn't solve the most basic problems of eating and drinking for the tribal warriors.

Taking off the cloak of "chief", he is just an old barbarian warrior who wants to protect his tribe and family.

But now it's different, the tribe has Alan, a human with wild ideas, and Dina, a hybrid barbarian who is born with the Titan bloodline, completely suppresses the barbarian battle ring.

Elan, in particular, is different from the stubbornness and tendon of Babylon the Great, different from the young ignorance of little Zach, and even more different from other tribal warriors who only know how to fight and drink wine and eat meat.

Zach Sr. feels like he's been more than ten years younger lately.

The arrangement of the sentinels, the management of the camp logistics, the distribution of food, the repair of the tribe, etc., etc., Alan managed it in an orderly manner, and he never bothered too much, although he didn't worry much about it before.

The more he looked at Allen, who plucked out his ears, the more he liked it, wishing that he was really a native wasteland barbarian, not a human noble, but it didn't matter, this guy couldn't get along in human territory anyway.

Noticing Old Zack's gaze, Alan put his arms around his shoulders with a smile and said, "What's wrong, Old Zack, why are you so happy, isn't Little Zack making a big belly for a girl in the tribe, you are going to hold your grandson." ”

Seeing Allen's faceless face, little Zach was not angry, he and the rest of the tribe were used to it.

"If it's really like what you said, then it's good, anyway, I'm a useless old guy, and it's not a problem to guide my grandson's combat skills if I have nothing to do." Old Zach said with a smile.

"Hey, what's the matter, you are old and strong, you are definitely not old, the Bloodhoof tribe under your leadership, will definitely unify the barbarians, dominate the Great Wasteland, and when the time comes, kick the old coffin of the Great Chief off the stage, you are the Great Chief, and then we are overturning Beamon, killing the Great Pope, and unifying the Saint Cassis Continent, hahahahaha!"

"Hahaha, I love to hear this, and I really wish there was a day before I died." After Old Zack finished speaking, he continued with a little depression: "I don't have extravagant hopes for the Great Chief, I just hope that the Bloodhoof Tribe, and even all the barbarians, can no longer live in dire straits, even if it is a good time to recuperate, for hundreds of years, the barbarians have shed too much blood." ”

Unexpectedly, the rugged old Zack is still a master who worries about the country and the people, and when Alan heard this, he couldn't continue to joke, so he had to change the topic and said: "Old Zack, let's not talk about this, what did you call me today, you just let Little Zack tell me, what's the use of you coming in person." ”

Old Zach looked at Alan, which was what he admired the most, different from other impressions of humans.

He was the first to face Cologne and Duff in the battle, took care of little Zack in the Warcraft Forest, and respected himself from the bottom of his heart in the tribe, because Dina gave up his aristocratic life to die in the world.

From these few things, it can be seen that Eren is a man who is fearless and strong, protects the weak, and respects the elderly.

Beneath his seemingly cynical appearance, there is the will of a truly strong man.

"I have come today with Babylon the Great because I want to discuss something with you, and ask you what you mean."

"Hey, what are you discussing, old Zack, you said, I'll just take the tribesmen to do it."

"No, no, no!" Old Zack interrupted Allen: "It's about you, the Bloodhoof Tribe is in danger now, there is not much I can do for the tribe, I want to give you the position of Bloodhoof Chief and the responsibility it represents!" ”

"What?" After Allen paused for a moment, he waved his hand again and again: "Don't make trouble, how can I be so good, play a little smart, come up with some ghost ideas, and take my brothers to fight, besides, there is still a big Babylon, I can't do it." ”

"No, Brother Allen, I've already discussed it with the chief, and that's what I mean." Babylon the Great shook his head: "If it was in the past, the Great Chief tribe would distribute supplies every once in a while, and the duty of the Chief and I was to lead the tribal warriors to fight and defend their homeland. But now it is different from before, the tribe needs to develop independently, not just fighting, in this case, a chief who can lead the tribe to change and develop is what we need. And there are too many things, which is not conducive to the improvement of my own strength. ”

Hearing that Big Babylon used this as a reason again, Alan was not in a hurry, to be honest, he had never thought about being the leading big brother, strictly speaking, although he did not belong to a member of the "human" camp of the St. Cassis Continent, he was not a native barbarian.

Although the brothers in the tribe have regarded him as a member of the big family, he is an outsider after all, and secondly, he and Dina have lived in the Bloodhoof tribe for more than a month, not to mention whether he can agree, it is still unknown whether the tribal warriors can accept it.

Alan knew the worries of the two, and couldn't help but laugh, it turned out that he was so important to the Bloodhoof Tribe?

"Your worries are purely unnecessary, since I have chosen the Bloodhoof Tribe, I Alan said the same today, I will be a member of the Bloodhoof tribe in the future, this is my homeland, it is incumbent on me to dedicate myself to the tribe." After a pause, seeing that the two of them were not giving up, they had to continue: "Besides, I'm not a native barbarian, to be honest, maybe one day I'll have to go back to find that guy Huron to take revenge, I can't drag all of them to go wild on human territory with me." ”

Speaking of this, Alan himself laughed.

However, after laughing for a long time, he found that it was a little cold, because the two looked at him with serious faces, and he couldn't continue to entertain himself.

Big Babylon looked at him with a sincere face, and said solemnly: "Brother Allen, you may not know that the chieftain of the tribe is elected by the public, and personal strength is only the most basic factor to measure the chief, and it really depends on the dedication and dedication of the tribe. ”

"How long have I just been here, what I've done is not worth mentioning, and you two are too funny."

Old Zack continued to persuade: "Tribal warriors, not only recognize you, but are more willing to listen to you, but after all, you are not a chief, and now we want to lead the tribe to change and progress, we can't do without you, without the title of chief, if the name is not right, it will not be good." ”

Alan suddenly found that since the two of them read the human books they snatched from the merchant group every day, their education level had improved significantly, which would make an idiom and make an analogy.

If it is said that outstanding cadres are selected in the army or meritorious service awards, Allen will compete for three points without merit.

But now he is also in a dilemma, he is not a person who twists and pushes, and he knows that the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility.

And both he and his father and son understood that the position of chief did not only represent much power, but also a small tribe of a few hundred people, what rights did they have, but the responsibility was even greater.

Under the special family structure of the barbarian tribe, it is not a little difficult to lead a group of guys full of muscles to run to a well-off and rapid development.

This is also the main reason for Allen's resignation.

"Or else? Shall we gather all the people of the tribe and see what they mean? "He has always been a big Babylon with a simple face, and there is a rare hint of cunning on his face.

But Alan didn't pay attention, lowered his head and thought about it, and said helplessly: "That's okay, let's see what everyone thinks, it's only like this"

His idea is very simple, just kidding, how can he be a foreigner, how can he pass everyone's unanimous approval.

He didn't deny that his abilities were recognized by the tribal warriors, but after all, he couldn't erase the fundamental fact that he wasn't a barbarian of the wasteland.

Isn't it nonsense to change him and let him agree to an American to be the chairman of Huaxia, and he won't do it.

Not to mention the difference in skin color, no matter how awesome and capable the Yankee is, he doesn't understand China's national conditions.

Alan walked out of the tent with his head bowed depressed, what he didn't know was that just as the Yankees didn't understand the national conditions of China, as a foreigner, he also didn't understand the "market" within the barbarian tribes!