Jiang Yilang squinted his eyes and slept, but his brain waves communicated fiercely with one by one: "Excluding their understanding of what kind of clone is, if I am not mistaken, they should know that I am the speaker, right?"

"That's right, and it's the Speaker who can make a difference in their lives." One by one, he described, "The first time they saw you, they were bloodied by camel people, and the second time they saw you, the entire human race on Earth seemed to be in despair, and this is the third time they ......"

Jiang Yilang said: "So I'm a bad thing for them, so why do they still give me a good official title, you see ...... now"

Jiang Yilang now has at least a dozen people who can order, and they are unconditional obedient people.

"I heard from my grandmother that the herringbone tribe seems to have been in chaos lately, and someone seems to be contacting the camel people!" Ichi-Yi is sure, at least the words of the sonic analysis grandmother, "So I want you, an outsider, to make the herringbone tribe more messy and borrow you to reshuffle the cards." ”

Jiang Yilang looked optimistic, it was already his luck to be able to enter the forest alive: "How chaotic can these tribes be, compared to the sand dune people flying in Ju'an City?" ”

"Chief Jiang Rong, I know that there is a good slope lawn in front of me, and it is in the col, which is very comfortable to lie down and will not get cold." Minions quickened their pace.

"Harry!" Jiang Yilang saw Harry sullen and asked, "You weren't very happy along the way, do you think I'm delaying you to be a commander?" ”

Tribal humans are extremely obedient to the rules, and generally do not dare to disobey their superiors: "Where did Jiang Rong say, you are now a centurion, and I am my boss, so I will naturally listen to you happily, even if I am a little ...... in my heart."

"Don't worry, as long as you follow me and do a good job." Jiang Yilang knows that the road of tribal life has just opened, and only by recruiting troops and uniting his subordinates can he survive better, "Since I have a way to get food resources from the city once, it is possible to get them twice, do you know what I mean?" ”

"Hehe, Chief Jiang Rong, you have to take care of me more!" The little minion turned his face sideways, "My name is Sanwa, and if there is such a resource as food, I must call it." ”

"And us, us!" The crowd followed suit.

Harry saw Jiang Yilang give him the stairs, and his flat face also smiled: "I understand, I understand, I will go to that lawn in front, where you can have the best rest!" ”

One by one, he said: "These human tribes will not have a low IQ, but they are obedient by your words, is this the sorrow of human development?" ”

"This is the reality of resource shortages." Jiang Yilang had already understood this truth when he arrived in the mountains and forests, "Whoever has resources in his hands, especially the most scarce food resources, can be the king, of course, grandmother's fertility resources can indeed rank first here." ”

"Because that's scarce." One by one, I added.

Turning over the hillside, there is a green space below, and the green space is full of soft grass, which is perfect for resting.

Sanlun carried Jiang Yilang and trotted down, trying to find the bluestone slab where he rested on weekdays, who knew that there was a swarthy man lying on the bluestone slab at this moment: "Who robbed our centron boss of the resting place, don't hurry up!" ”

The big black man slept in a daze, and after being woken up by the three wheels, he jumped up, reaching a length of two meters: "What are you?" Don't you know Lao Tzu? ”

Jiang Yilang looked at this person carefully, he was wrapped in a tattered cloth, revealing many scars on his chest, these scars were very rough, not from ordinary swords.

Harry was more knowledgeable as a ten-wich, and immediately came over to worship and laugh: "It turned out to be Wan Qian Baifurong, I am Harry, the ...... above This is the centrifon rewarded by his grandmother, Jiang Yilang. ”

Wan Ling is right to the beacons on everyone's arms, the herringbone tribal beacons are all white broken jade, and the white broken jade of Baifu has three green poles, which is the symbol of Baifurong: "Cut...... Grandmother still thinks that our herringbone tribe is not messy enough? In addition, there are 10 centrons and 2 thousands, and there are about 2,000 people in our herringbone tribe, and there is no way to distribute the management population. ”

Jiang Yilang let Sanlun put himself down, politely bowed to Wan Ling, stretched out a hand and said, "I am a newcomer, and I will take care of Wan Ling Rong in the future." ”

"The barbarian tribe has long been in the habit of shaking hands." Wan Cheng slapped Jiang Yilang's white palm, "Although you are a centurion, what if you want to compete with me Wan Cheng to manage the population, and besides, Harry, you guys, according to the position of the slice, it should be with me!" ”

"Yes, yes, yes!" Harry nodded hurriedly, "But when Elder Jiang Rong returns, the Zhushan Patriarch may redivide the region, so ......"

Wan Qian waved his hand and said arrogantly: "Don't talk nonsense, just a few of you came in to do a verification, I made an appointment to break the stone Baifu to duel here, and the winner will get half of the management population of the loser." ”

"Robbing people?" Jiang Yilang didn't react for a long time, but there was always a duel that was inevitable, "The signature event of the barbarian tribe, duel!" ”

One by one, he analyzed Jiang Yilang's mood at any time: "What's the matter, our speaker is afraid?" But this kind of manual duel is really not for you. ”

Jiang Yilang is thoughtful, this situation is not only a good show for himself, but it is very likely to be pulled into the water: "Yiyi, is there any way to get me out, I don't want to be beaten by this group of barbarians,"

"Didn't you buy people's hearts just now?" The relationship between Yiyi and Jiang Yilang is not an ordinary servant and master, but more of an elderly staff officer, "Let's see how they play first, with me, a high-tech Zhengyi Rubik's Cube, you are still afraid of a group of primitive tribal living humans." ”

......At this time, there was a strange sound of yin and yang on the grass, and dozens of young men surrounded him with long poles, and a tall figure stood in the middle, which seemed to be lifted by four people at the same time.

"Brother Wan Yan, are you afraid of losing face?" The person who came had rough skin and a blue face, judging from the posture, it should be a broken stone centaurion, "Why don't you bring a brother, wait a minute, how can there be a ...... with fine skin and tender meat"

Jiang Yilang knew that he was referring to himself, and the color of his skin was incompatible with everyone in this tribe: "This is the Broken Stone Baifurong, my name is Jiang Yilang!" ”

Harry also felt that Jiang Yilang was weak, but out of awe of Baifurong, he hurriedly introduced: "This is Grandmother's newly sealed Baifurong, Jiang Yilang, what are you doing here?" ”

"Let's go! You form a circle for me. Poshi waved his arms and fanned a gust of wind, "I'm going to have a fight with the old man today, and by the way, let the new centron see what a centron should look like." ”

"Hahaha, yes, yes." The little minions began to coax, "Let that white centron study hard." ”

"Give him a compulsory lesson."

Jiang Yilang has not yet fully integrated into the low-end tribal life, and the ridicule of these guys is only the wind in his ears, and he quits the circle to watch it carefully: "Yes, I study and learn!" ”

Sanlun once again carried Jiang Yilang on his back, allowing him to see more clearly: "Chief Jiang Rong, the duel between Baifu Rong may be cruel, but don't worry, Patriarch Zhushan has ordered, casual fighting can but not death, otherwise the murderer will be thrown into the river by everyone." ”

Jiang Yilang nodded, and scolded ten thousand times in his heart, that is to say, as long as no one is killed, these centrifons can kill each other, and he is very interested in how far this kind of killing can go from civilized people to tribesmen.