Section 103 Temptation
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"It's spectacular, it's spectacular." This is Tianxiang's inner emotion when he saw the other party's huge ethnic gathering place for the first time. He never imagined that a large family of tens of thousands of people would be able to create such a spectacular scene. Unlike the Glorious Base, the Coldwater Tribe's habitat is a meeting point between a hill and a city. They cleverly used all kinds of waste materials in the city to build a small settlement in the gap between the city and the mountains. Moreover, in combination with the overall terrain, a tight cordon and defense line was constructed on its perimeter. Smallpox was carefully calculated. Unless it is the terrifying brown ant colony that is overwhelmingly windy and eats, even if a swarm of carnivores attack, it can only end up in a tragic end. Because there are too many giant crossbows and defenses set up everywhere. From this point of view alone, the other side's idea of arranging defense should be exactly the same as the perimeter configuration of the glorious base. Moreover, on the high slopes of the mountain, stands the King Gear Wind Turbine. According to Wang Kuang, they are supposed to provide the necessary firing energy for that mysterious weapon, the "Judgment of the Gods". It's just that, no matter how much the feelings of love are detected, there is no trace of this terrible weapon.
Food and water are no worries. Near the side of the hills, as far as the results of Tianxiang's detection, there are six large insect mountains. Although no areas such as food cultivation sites have been found, in terms of their yield. It is also enough to supply the most basic daily consumption of the whole family. "What would have happened if I had been attacking?" This question bothered Tianxiang for almost a whole day. But the answer is the same every time.
Fail.
Death.
The opponent's defensive position and weapon combination are too ingenious. Since it is impossible to achieve the desired goal by force, then it is necessary to change to another method, and Tianxiang thinks that it is much easier in this regard.
Negotiations, is it possible? Will the other party be able to accept their opinions and propositions? Or, they simply do not want to engage with anyone, and will only chop off the negotiator's head with a single knife and treat the corpse as their own dinner......
In any case, give it a try. Tianxiang is not afraid of death. But this is not the best time for him to come forward. So a talkative clansman was chosen to pick up a piece of fresh worm meat with a spear. Cautiously but reassuringly, he boldly stepped into the camp of the Cold Water People.
Luckily, the Sentinels of the Coldwaters did not show repulsion or hostility. On the contrary, they seem to be quite welcoming to the arrival of the messengers. He was guided all the way to a rather large house in the camp. Tianxiang's thoughts have always followed his own people. Therefore. He was able to know everything that was happening to him and around him. It's just that such a probe disappears as the effective distance is pulled apart. Only in the end, Tianxiang can sense the earth. It's just a little bit of the most basic energy fluctuations of the people.
That's enough. At the very least, it means that the person is still alive. An hour later, the gates of the Coldwater Clan's camp opened. All the dragons who were lurking outside with Tianxiang could clearly see that their companions were surrounded by each other and sent them off. "What is the outcome of the negotiations?" This is what Tianxiang is most anxious to know.
"Their patriarch received me, seemingly. He loved the gift we gave him. And he has repeatedly stated that he is willing to be a friendly neighbor with us. Moreover, those who have tasted the food I distribute have also expressed great appreciation for the food. This was the excited reply of the messenger people. In fact, the gift prepared by Tianxiang is very simple. It's just a mixed food stewed with cooked tubers mixed with insect meat. With the addition of spices such as cinnamon bark and chili pepper, it is naturally extremely delicious. For hunters who are accustomed to eating monotonous salted insect meat. It's sure to be a delicacy that you won't forget once you've tasted it.
In that case, things are much easier.
Two days later, Xiaotian's successor followed. The packets of spices he was carrying were the bargaining chips that Tianxiang was preparing to use in this negotiation. The next day, the young patriarch and two of his subordinates strode into the Hanshui clan's residence with a small bag of selected high-quality cinnamon bark and a large amount of pre-roasted insect meat.
As usual, the guards on the other side came up to check on them. The smiling Tianxiang would always take out a piece of insect meat that was not big or small, and with a smile that was difficult to refuse, he stuffed the fragrant food into the other party's hands. Then, with his own unique magnetic voice, he dissuaded the other party from taking a small biteγγγγγγ Half an hour later, all the food the trio had brought was scrambled. All the Hanshui people who tasted the spice barbecue had an unsatisfied expression, looking longingly at the three outsiders who were smiling helplessly and apologetically. volunteered to be a leader who surpassed them. After all, the delicacy of this food is simply impossible for them to imagine. In the words of one Hanshui man, "This is simply the greatest gift from the gods." "The magic of food, sometimes it's just so incredible. Hungry people don't think about what the food tastes like. People who eat all day long will constantly seek more delicious food as a pleasure. The difference is like leftovers and delicacies from the mountains and seas. Although they are all foods that can fill the stomach, the meaning of what they represent has long been completely different.
In the large room, a person covered with tattered cloth met Tianxiang and his party quite politely. Wang Kuang is right, this is really a strange person. Tight, thick fabrics are tightly sewn together and combined into a wide garment. They wrap each other's bodies in layers, and even the parts of the head and hands that should be exposed to the outside world are not spared. So much so that the whole person looks as if he was crippled after being severely injured. Except for the two eyes in the intertwined strips of cloth, which can still find a little gap, and there is still a trace of necessary contact with the outside world, the rest of the part is like a huge humanoid chrysalis, and nothing can be seen at all. For a while, Tianxiang suddenly couldn't help but think that in some ancient books, there was a ...... of something called "mummy".
"Distinguished guest, allow me to welcome you with great warmth and indescribable joy. You're afraid you can't imagine. What kind of joy does the gift you bring us? For that, I thank you for all you have done to do so. The speaker's voice was hoarse, sounding as if someone had cut his throat with a knife and made countless cuts. I can't bring all the voices together, so I can only crawl out of the deepest part of my mouth intermittently, word by word. Nevertheless. But it can also make the listener understand the meaning.
Tianxiang didn't make any comments on this, just smiled, his right hand crossed his chest. A deep bow. He knew very well that it was not yet time for him to speak. He also understands that superficial politeness does not mean absolute safety. "Allow me to take the liberty of asking, where are you from?" Sure enough, after a warm and friendly opening statement. The man who was wrapped like a brown man threw out his own question quite directly. "I'll answer that question. But before that, I wonder if I can talk to the patriarch privately. Tianxiang still had that kind expression on his face, and said with a smile.
No expression could be seen on the face of the "zongzi". The glasses, which were completely hidden in the darkness, could not find the slightest emotional fluctuation. It's just that the other party seems to be quite in favor of Tianxiang's request. Moments later, the four guards surrounding it, along with the two members of the clan brought by the visitor, disappeared completely from the spacious room. "Say it! Where are you from? Compared with before, the tone of "zongzi" is obviously much colder.
"It doesn't matter where I'm from," Tianxiang paced back and forth on the ground for a few steps, sniffing at the stench that filled the room that was obviously from the other party, and smiled, "Importantly, I have what you desperately need right now."
"I need it urgently? The man wrapped in the strip of cloth said as if surprised, "I'm sorry, I really don't understand what you're saying."
"It doesn't matter if you don't understand." Tianxiang walked slowly to him, leaned closer to his shoulders, frowned and said, "As a patriarch with tens of thousands of tribes, he would actually emit such a strange smell, hehe, it is really insulting!" β
"It's none of your business." "Zongzi" didn't seem to care about such ridicule, and only listened to him say indifferently: "However, I advise you not to have such thoughts again, otherwise you will ......" "Otherwise I will never be able to get out of your camp again. Isn't it?" Tianxiang quickly interrupted him and said, "Knowledge, I also want to advise you not to do this. Because, this will not do you any good at all. And it's going to keep you with the biggest headaches."
"Zongzi" didn't speak, just stared at the young patriarch who was smiling like nature with cold eyes. Trust me, I'm your friend at all times. Tianxiang patted the other party's shoulder in a friendly way, and then took out a handful of cinnamon bark with a rich aroma from his pocket, and slowly sent it to the eyes of the "brown child" with infinite seductive movements, and whispered: "Look, this is the proof of friendship I brought." β
"Brown" didn't speak, and Tianxiang couldn't see the expression on his face. It's just that the thoughts released found that the other party's brain neurological thinking had a very short pause at this moment. Then, it immediately turned into a rapid collision and chaos. This lasted only a few minutes.
"What do you need?" Through the thick clothes, "Brown" took a deep breath and asked very directly: "Say it!" What do you need to make an exchange with me? "Don't say it so ugly, we're friends, don't exchange such unsightly words." Tianxiang didn't answer the question directly, but grinned and picked up a bulging backpack from his feet and pulled it away. In the most sincere tone, he said, "All of these are gifts from me to you free of charge. β
"Gifts?"
"That's right! Gift! The wrapped man didn't speak, just stared at Tianxiang's face with his sharp eyes, as if it was full of answers. After a half-ring, he said, as if relieved: "I thank you for your generosity, I love this gift." "Don't say that." Tianxiang hurriedly waved his hand and said, "The dragon clan is the friendliest and most loving race in the world, we just want to use our friendship to form an eternal alliance with the nobles." Fight together against threats from other quartersγγγγγγ β
For this obviously polite remark, "Brown" is obviously not interested. After taking a look around Tianxiang. He suddenly spoke: "The one you are carrying on your back should be an ancient firearm, right?" "Not bad."
"Can you show me?"
Tianxiang glanced at the other party with deep meaning, untied his m5g43 from his back and handed it over. Smiled: "There is no problem with indifference" "Brown" seems to be familiar with this weapon. In between, he expertly pulled out the magazine, examined it carefully, and put it back on. Carefully examine the structure between the various parts of the rifleγγγγγ Suddenly, with his clumsy movements, he pulled the gun sharply, pointing the muzzle of the black hole at Tianxiang. Sneered and said, "Humph! Yours I love a lot. However, I would prefer to have you with me. β
"Why?" Tianxiang waved his hand unfazedly. "Quite simply, I need more of this spice." "Brown" smirked, "I think." As a captive, you'll probably tell me where to find this spice? β
"You're right." Tianxiang simply admitted: "The secret of this thing is indeed only known to me so far. But if you think you can pry my mouth open in this way, then you're completely wrong. β
"Why?" Before you know it, the positions of the Q&A are exchanged. "It's simple, think I know who you are." Tianxiang's answer was really unexpected, "I know, in fact, you are not a pathfinder at all, and you can only be regarded as a poor worm who wants to hide his true face. β
"It's obvious, you don't need to say it." "Zongzi"'s tone was extremely cold: "You are indeed very smart, but unfortunately, you don't know who I am at all, therefore, you don't need to use other means to trick my words, let alone ......" "You should have a lot to do with the previous patriarch." If I'm not mistaken. There must be some kind of ulterior secret between youγγγγγγ Hahaha! As for anything else, do I need anything more? You know, my people are out there, and your people feel very good about them. If you don't want your secrets to be fully knownγγγγγγ You should know how to do it. β
"Brown" didn't speak, stared at Tianxiang for a long time, and saw that Tianxiang was already a little impatient, and then suddenly burst into laughter: "Dear friend, don't mind." I'm just playing a good joke with you. As for the friendship between us, it can be γγγγγγ "I see what you mean." Tianxiang wasted no time in taking his M5G43 from the other party's hand, and said lightly: "The time is almost up." I think it's time to leave. My gift, I hope you like it. By the way, tomorrow, I will bring you more and bigger surprises. Of course, this must be on the premise that both sides remain friendly. β
"I know, that's exactly what I was trying to say." The answer of the "brown man" is neither humble nor arrogant. This is the end of the short and complicated conversation. Under the reluctant farewell of the Hanshui people, Tianxiang and his party left the murderous camp unscathed. Quickly returned to his own group.
Xiaotian's movements were very fast, but in half a day, a small fortress had been built on the location of the original campsite. Several vigilantes armed with G180S long-range sniper rifles are keeping a close eye on all movements in the vicinity of Coldwater Camp. "Something sent out?" Looking at the smallpox with a smile on his face, Xiaotian handed over a piece of cooked meat.
"Of course. I can assure you that tonight will be spent in anxiety and waiting. β
"Are you so sure?" Xiaotian was a little curious. Tianxiang nodded: "Otherwise, how could I be stupid enough to send it to the door myself?" β
"Seriously, what the hell is that guy? Have you probed it? β
Hearing this, the smile on Tianxiang's face suddenly became solemn. The chewing speed in the mouth is also significantly slowed. I saw him carefully look around, and after making sure that no one was eavesdropping, he leaned close to Xiaotian's ear and whispered: "If my feeling is not wrong, that guy is probably a real pathfinder." "This, how is this possible?" Xiao Tianqi said: "Didn't you say that guy is an impostor?" β
Tianxiang smiled faintly: "That's right, at first, I did think so. Now, though, I don't think that way anymore. He is indeed a pathfinder. β
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