"Old Chief Li, is it convenient for you to introduce me to your tribe?" Mi Xin sat cross-legged on the blanket, learning the appearance of the herdsmen, her slender and white fingers pinched a pinch of yellow rice and put it in her mouth, even if she has not been soaked in milk tea, the yellow rice can still be eaten, and the soft and tough taste of milk tea is different, the dry yellow rice is hard and crispy to bite, and it looks like she is biting into fried broad beans, but the burnt aroma after stir-frying is much stronger than that of fried broad beans, and a little coarse salt is sprinkled on top, which is suitable for drinking. Diluting the wine in her mouth with yellow rice, Mi Xin said slowly, "Although it's not the first time I've heard about xenos, it's the first time I've seen an interesting xenomorph tribe like yours, and I'm very curious about you." ”

If someone familiar with Mi Xin was present, it would be obvious that she had drunk a little too much now. Mi Xin is a very alcoholic woman, and she also pays special attention to her image, she easily does not let herself overdose, even if she has to drink too much for some reason, she will not show it in appearance, but her speed of speech will become slower than usual, this is to make her speech clear, but also to give herself more time to sort out her thoughts, but this change is not obvious, so few people can find that she is already drunk.

"It's a long story when it comes to tribes. Du Youde wiped off the broken rice on his beard, tore open a piece of milk skin and put it in his mouth, the old herdsmen on the grassland have long been accustomed to the oily taste of milk skin, and it tastes particularly sweet. Smacking his lips like enjoyment, the old chief said wistfully, "This tribe has existed on the grassland for nearly two hundred years, and the previous generation of chiefs is an old alien who came from the dark ages, and has participated in our tripartite war many times. Presumably you also know that those who have witnessed the wars of the Dark Ages, as long as they can survive, are not weak, and the same is true of the previous generation of chiefs, his strength is not inferior to many of the current top powerhouses. Unfortunately, his lifespan was not long, at least not among the strong of the Inhumans, and less than twenty years after I joined the tribe, he died, passing the position of chief to me. ”

"Join?" Mi Xin asked curiously.

"Of course, we aliens are infertile, and the newcomers are all joining. Du Youde did not shy away from the flaws of his clan at all, and said bluntly, "All the people in the tribe are the same as me. ”

"Oh, sorry. Mi Xin was glad that the old man opposite didn't mean to pick up the wine bowl, and tried to divert his attention so that he wouldn't think about drinking, "I just think that if all outsiders join, it's really rare for the tribe to have such a large scale." ”

"Hahahaha, compared to your beast-like city, which is tens of thousands of people at every turn, our tribe is not big at all. Du Youde rubbed the grease on his hands, laughed and said, "They are all children who escaped from the city after decades of alienation, wandering alone in the grassland, and finally met our tribe and then joined. When the last chief was in the past, his style was different from mine, so there were only thirty or forty people in the tribe, but I preferred to accept young people, so the population of the tribe became more and more. ”

"But they ......" Mi Xin was silent for a while, smiled apologetically, and whispered, "You know what I mean." ”

"Haha, I understand what you're trying to ask, we don't eat people. Of course, Du Youde knew what Mi Xin meant, many members of the xenomorphs had distorted their true nature in the process of alienation, becoming ferocious and hateful to the new humans, and even feeding on the new humans. Or rather, every xenomorph has this tendency, just a more or less difference. Therefore, the old chief was not embarrassed by this, but showed a natural attitude, "The tribe accepts some more rational children, and we will not accept those who can't control themselves, after all, we have to have regular contact with you beasts." And those who can't keep their normal sanity are guys with relatively low self-control, and it doesn't do any good for them to join the tribe, but it will cause a lot of trouble, and there have been similar examples, so we are paying extra attention to accepting new people now. ”

"Oh, I'm sorry. Although Du Youde said very indifferently, the difference between aliens and new humans has been fully exposed in his words, as an ordinary person, Mi Xin will inevitably feel a little awkward in her heart, but many times the reality is like this, two people, two nationalities, and even two races, in the case of not being able to eliminate each other, if they want to contact normally, they can only make concessions together. The tribe has already made concessions, leaving behind more rational xenos, of course, Mi Xin can't say anything, so she can only smile and say, "Then I'll rest assured." ”

"We've done deals with a lot of cities, and we rarely have conflicts. Du Youde picked up the wine bowl, stroked his beard and laughed, "Come on, come on, drink and drink." ”

"It's not that you don't eat people, you just eat people and don't spit out bones. A gloomy voice came from behind Mi Xin, and she turned around in surprise to find that a black-clothed crow was like a silent ghost, and at some point it was already standing behind her, with a signature smile on her face, and said in a strange manner, "Are there still few poor people who have been eaten by you? ”

"Nonsense. Du Youde scolded with an angry smile, "Is it really like what you said, does anyone dare to continue to do business with us?"

"Because you don't spit out bones. The crow casually took the wine bowl that had been raised in Mi Xin's hand, sat down next to Mi Xin as a matter of course, raised his head and poured a bowl full of milk wine into his mouth, wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "What kind of ability is it to bully the amount of alcohol of ordinary people, come, I will drink with you." ”

Mi Xin looked at her hand that was still holding the bowl, and then turned her head to look at the crow as if nothing had happened, with a hint of surprise on her face that could not be concealed, after all, in her experience, no one had snatched the bowl from her hand for a long, long time. As a successful businessman, she sacrificed a lot, the most difficult thing to avoid was drinking, and a lot of it. Although she always brings a lot of subordinates with her, and there are masters around to protect her, once she needs to come forward to negotiate in person, she can only charge into battle by herself, and no one can share the work of drinking for her. Other people are quite different from her in terms of identity, and drinking for her and the other party is obviously not respectful enough for the other party, even if her subordinates have this kind of intention, it is impossible to put it into action.

Therefore, she had long been accustomed to fighting alone at the wine table, and now the wine bowl was snatched away by the crow, especially when she knew that she was about to lose it, so that the expression on her face slowly changed from surprise to doubt, and finally fixed into a shallow smile.