Tamil once again became a tribal chieftain and began his life against the sky.

This time, Xi Tong did not give him any guidance, guidance and help, everything relied on his own efforts and struggles.

Tamil has one cubic meter of storage space in his hands, which is 1 million cubic meters according to the unit of the Titan continent.

What does this mean?

For the barbarians of the plateau who have been struggling for a long time on the food and clothing line, food is life, wealth, power and even everything.

That's why Tamil came to power with ease.

In addition to this, it means unparalleled lethality.

The fighters who almost drowned in milk have the most to say, and this is just one of them.

One million cubic meters of water was released in an instant, which was enough to set off a small-scale flood, overwhelm the enemy army, and destroy the enemy's barracks and walled cities.

One million cubic meters of sand, gravel and ash is countless stones the size of a grinding disc falling from the sky, and each stone is comparable to the power of a catapult.

If you fill the storage space with burning honeycomb coal, you only need one piece to inflict the effect of the forbidden spell, meteor fire, and destructive flames.

In addition to this, Tamil also likes to pack some messy stuff in it.

For example, while looting food in the supermarket, one of his subordinates fell into the chili powder and almost died, so Tamil filled it with chili powder.

There happened to be a valley next to the tribe, and a red dragon inhabited it, and Tamil sprayed paprika on the red dragon, and it was endless.

The arrogant red dragon was choked with tears and dying, and had to use all his strength to beg for mercy.

Then, the red dragon found that he could eat enough with the barbarians, and he could eat different flavors of food every day.

With the deterrence of red dust on one side and the temptation of the law of true fragrance on the other, the red dragon did not hesitate to offer the contract and became the first dragon to surrender to Tamil.

With the help of the Red Dragon, it is more convenient for Tamil to explore the world of the Titans.

After all, the size of the barbarians is too small, and it is extremely difficult to climb the stairs, let alone climb the stairs and run the map.

What's more, although there is no trace of the Protoss in the Titan World, there are many other creatures, and the number is very large.

On more than one occasion, Tamil had seen the Greattooth that was rampaging in a miracle, and the Tiger Striped Beast that had been culled from a great height.

In addition, there are flocks of gray, white, and blue-brown feathered birds flying through the air, with colorful feathers, like giant birds that resemble phoenixes.

Tamil had always been careful to avoid them, because he knew that if he was targeted, he would be wiped out.

With the help of the red dragon, Tamil felt that he was still a younger brother.

After all, he only has one red dragon, and there are countless giant creatures in the world of the Protoss.

However, after doing it a few times, Tamil discovered that the creatures of the Protoss world were nothing but their size.

The strength is not as great as the red dragon, the ability is not as great as the red dragon, and most importantly, it is impossible to exempt the pressure of Long Wei.

So much so that later, wherever the red dragon went, birds and beasts changed, and the barbarians followed to collect materials.

While the tribesmen were still basking in the bliss of abundant food and clothing, Tamil had already begun to think of something more distant.

The tribe was prestigious, and more and more wandering barbarians came to join it, and some small tribes also broke up and took refuge in the furious tribe.

Tamils do not refuse.

In the past, barbarians struggled to make ends meet, and even the more powerful tribes could not guarantee that everyone would be fed.

Therefore, when it comes to accepting outsiders, strong men are given priority, followed by women of childbearing age and children, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled, etc., except for a skill, they are basically left to fend for themselves.

Therefore, many barbarians who dragged their families with their families were worried about joining the big tribes, and would rather endure hardships outside themselves than be separated from their families.

Food has always been the main reason that restricts the development and growth of barbarians, and it is precisely because of the scarcity of food that barbarians have never been able to appear in the state.

Even those large tribes with a size of 100,000 people are short-lived, falling apart and falling apart in a random disaster year.

To put it bluntly, 100,000 people is the ceiling of the barbarian tribe, which cannot be crossed.

But here at the Raging Tribe, food is plentiful to the extreme, and hunger is almost impossible.

This means that the furious tribes of Tamil can continue to expand, step by step to become a large tribe, or even surpass the big tribes, to build a state, and to produce civilization.

Civilization is not only a process of creation, but also a process of accumulation.

But if people spend all their time running around and toiling, and don't have a minute of free time, how can they still have the heart to sum up.

In ancient times, the abundance of material life created the glory and prosperity of Tang and Song poetry, and most of the outstanding literati who have glorified China for thousands of years came from this period.

In modern times, the abundance of money and leisure has made the Nordic countries fully blossom in the fields of music, painting, and games.

The same goes for the barbarians.

If everyone can't eat enough, for a rabbit can fight or even fight with their lives, what kind of country and civilization can they talk about.

Now that he had mastered the passage to the Titans and had a warehouse against the sky, Tamil felt that he had to do something.

For example, the empty world of the Titans.

The thought of those ubiquitous bigtooth beasts wantonly eating the buildings of the Protoss and stealing the Protoss' tribute made Tamil furious.

These are all mine.

The Protoss are gone, but the world of the Protoss cannot be destroyed by the Bigtooth, and the barbarians will guard the world for the Protoss until the Protoss returns.

Even if the Protoss never returns, the barbarians will do their best to protect them loyally.

"Yes, yes, that's it. I'm not trying to steal God's world. ”

First of all, you have to find a place to settle in the Protoss world and keep exploring this world.

Tamil did not hesitate to choose heaven and earth.

This palace is tall and majestic, magnificent, and the name is so high-end and atmospheric, it is very good as a place of dragon prosperity.

Then there is a planned increase in troops to clean up the surrounding bigtooth beasts and tiger striped beasts.

The creatures of the Protoss world are huge, but their strength is surprisingly poor, and they are clearly moving mountains of meat, led by red dragons, and hunting is no easier.

"It looks like you need to tame a few dragon beasts and strengthen the strength of the hunting team."

As for the plateau, the newly converted barbarians were gathered together to level the land, build roads and build houses.

It's not that Tamil has any idea of hegemony, it's just to find some work for those who are new to it.

You can't let them just eat and not work.

At the same time, it is also to sharpen these people with the help of labor, so that they do not have nothing to do when they are full.

Every day there is enough rice and noodles, and those who do a good job have meat at once, and there is snow-white salt in the soup, and there is a glass of wine every month, or other strange-tasting drinks.

This life, not to mention the barbarians, the surrounding goblins, dwarves, and even mountain giants and elves can't help it.

They have sent emissaries to contact the Raging Tribe, wanting to further deepen the exchange.