Looking at the empty mall, Xi Tong couldn't help but have a headache.

What kind of goods are on the shelves?

What do Tamils need most?

"Master, the Tamil belong to an ordinary tribe of less than a thousand people, they are very poor, and most of the members are struggling to make ends meet. Every time the winter comes, the tribe will organize people to invade and plunder south because of hunger and cold, in order to obtain food and materials for the winter, and at the same time, it is also to eliminate the old and weak population with the help of war. ”

Xi Tong couldn't help but think of the northern alien race in ancient China, whenever they didn't have enough food and clothing, they would go south to fight the autumn breeze and grass valley.

Thinking of the plots in those historical novels, Xi Tong's eyes lit up.

"If there is some grain, salt, and tea on the mall, will Tamil buy it?"

The system immediately flattered: "Great master, this is an unprecedented idea, a unique strategy, you are so wise." ”

Xi Tong secretly said in his heart, are you praising me or belittling me, other system malls sell divine soldiers, elixirs, fairy pets, and bloodlines, and all I sell in this system mall are rice, flour, tea and salt, and the force is too low.

However, it's hard for a good woman to cook without rice, so I'll be a low-profile version of the system first, and slowly accumulate the original capital. In the future, the subsystem will be opened, and the quasi-one god and immortal pet will be determined.

The system prompts: "A new batch of goods is on the shelves of the system mall, please check it with the host." ”

System prompt: "The skill sacrifice event is in full swing, and you can get 10 times the reward if you sacrifice successfully." ”

Receiving these two messages, Tamil jumped up excitedly.

Although he did not know what tea was, he knew that grain and salt, especially the latter, were the hard currency of the plateau.

There is no salt on the plateau, and it must be obtained by trading with the merchants of the southern kingdom, and the southerners are treacherous, and ten fine cowhides can be exchanged for a salt stone the size of a sheep's head, and it also contains a lot of impurities.

Look at the salt in the system mall, each piece is crystal clear, white and flawless, and 1 dragon slayer coin can buy 1 kilogram, which is worthy of a gift from God.

It just so happened that there were still a few dragon slaying coins left in the big turntable that couldn't be spent, and the Tamils bought all the salt.

"Praise the Lord Titan God, thank you Lord Titan God for giving me divine salt."

"Wow!"

The people who had gathered around the Tamil were all shocked, and they looked at the salt as if they were at a pile of gold.

It is not always possible to buy salt with gold on the plateau, but it is easy to exchange for gold of equal weight with salt. In terms of value, this pile of salt is worth far more than the same weight of gold.

Tamil took a fist-sized grain of salt and licked it, the salty taste wrinkling his features, but he smiled, laughed happily.

He threw the salt cube to a respected elder of the tribe, who also learned to lick it, and then danced with excitement.

Pieces of salt passed around the crowd, and before long everyone tasted it, and then all looked at Tamil with feverish eyes.

Tamil immediately declared, "The Lord God of the Titans has mercy on our difficult life, so He has given us divine salt to improve our lives." In the future, our Raging Tribe will no longer have to hunt, and just selling salt will be enough for us to live a good life. ”

After the people cheered, Tamil said, "But we must have strong force to protect the tribe and protect the wealth." I declare that all adult men are integrated into the warriors, trained daily, and are given food according to the treatment of the warriors. ”

The status of the warriors was very high, and they could receive enough food without labor, and when the members in charge of hunting were not enough, the warriors ate one by one with big shoulders and round waists. In the face of this treatment, the men of the tribe all wanted to become warriors.

It's a pity that the selection of fighters is very strict, and there are only more than 70 warriors in the nearly 1,000 population of the Raging Tribe, and 19 of them were slaughtered by Tamil in one go.

And now, Tamil has elevated all adult males to warrior status with a single word. Two-thirds of the tribe's population benefited from his words.

Xi Tong saw a series of Tamil moves in his eyes, and said secretly in his heart, who said that barbarians have no heart and eyes and will only use their fists to solve problems?

Tamil is definitely an outlier among the barbarians.

Deterrence by force, religious brainwashing, the temptation of wealth, and the binding of interests have won the hearts of the people after a combination of punches, and the adverse effects of killing people have also been completely eliminated.

But Xi Tong likes Tamil's cleverness very much, so that he can be a two-handed shopkeeper and lie at home every day waiting for the harvest.

On the other side, Tamil pondered in his heart how to get more dragon slaying coins, it was impossible to slay the dragon, his little arms and legs, and he was killed by the forces along the way before he reached the dragon's territory.

The holy water can be exchanged for dragon slaying coins, but the production of holy water is limited, and it will take more than ten days to accumulate again.

Looking at the highlighted and bold "Sacrifice Event" announcement in the system mall, Tamil pondered for a few seconds and stretched out his hand to summon a clansman.

"You, pray, and sacrifice your 'broken bones' to the Lord God."

Successful sacrifice skills can get 10 times the dragon slaying coin reward, super earning.

The barbarian was confused: What is prayer? How to sacrifice? I won't!

But at the sight of the blade on his neck, the barbarian could only fall down on his knees and do as the chief said.

Immediately, Xi Tong heard the system prompt: "Barbarian XX sacrifices to you, lack of faith, the sacrifice fails, and you can't sacrifice again within 3 days." ”

Undeterred, Tamil summoned another of his clansmen.

He was looking for warriors who had been promoted and trained by the previous chieftain, and these people enjoyed the highest treatment and the best resources in the tribe.

More than 50 people were captured by the Tamil one by one to pray and sacrifice, but all of them failed to sacrifice due to lack of faith, and they did not earn a single dragon slaying coin.

"A bunch of guys who don't have a firm faith!" Tamil scolded, "Give you 3 days, if you can't become a devout disciple of the Titans, you will all be reduced to slavery." ”

When more than 50 warriors heard this, they all knelt down in fear and swore to Tamil that they would establish a firm faith.

Tamil looked at all this with satisfaction, "There is one more matter, hand over to me the cultivation exercises that the previous chief gave you." This is the common wealth of the tribe and should be shared by all members. ”

Pointing to the metal house behind him, Tamil said in a loud voice: "I will store all my cultivation exercises in the Titan Temple given by the Titan Lord God for all tribe members to choose and cultivate." Regardless of men, women, and children, every tribe member can cultivate! ”

Well, Tamil gave the Red Bull jar the name of the Titan Temple.

Hearing this, the warriors kneeling on the ground were all furious.

The cultivation method is the source of power, the guarantee of status, if everyone can read and cultivate, then what superhuman treatment will they have in the future.

However, the sight of the chief's hand pressed on the hilt of the sword, and the expression of ill will, all the warriors' hearts sank at the same time.

For they remembered that it was this unsightly knife that cut off the old chief's great sword in the blink of an eye, and then sliced open his wolf helmet, and cut off half of his head by the way.

The old chief is the first warrior of the tribe, but he can't stop the new chief, and he is still beheaded under the protection of 18 loyal guards, not to mention his own people.

Looking at the thousands of fanatical gazes around them, these warriors believed that if they dared to say a word, they would definitely be torn apart and eaten by their clansmen.