Chapter Thirty-Five: Peeling Back the Cocoon and Turning into a Butterfly
What we are facing at hand, perhaps the biggest dilemma at present, is that both enemies and friends are astonishingly opposed to their whims, and the most ridiculous thing is that their reasons or excuses are surprisingly identical. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć ļ½ļ½ļ½ļ½
Perhaps, if that guy was awake, maybe he would agree with his suggestion?
Thinking of this, Wang Xu couldn't help but laugh dumbly, when did that damn woman agree with herself, no matter what whimsical ideas she proposed, she would always be ridiculed by her.
However, he himself understands that he is now stubborn like the legendary monster that nine cows can't pull back, and since he has made a decision, even if he is opposed by the whole world, he will not hesitate to implement his thoughts.
Lan is a person who keeps the contract, and three days later, as scheduled, he brought all the remnants of the nobles and patriarchs who died in the war to the Troubled Stone Valley, looking at the black and oppressive heads all over the mountains, Wang Xu's head suddenly became three big.
It is said that if there are more than 10,000 people, the water will become a river, and when I saw this situation today, it was really a complete eye-opener.
Perhaps it was too tired, or they felt that their fate was uncertain and uneasy, these barbarians were like ashes, and their eyes when they looked at Wang Xu were even more hollow to the extreme.
These barbarians are lifeless, more like a group of walking corpses, and seem to have no action other than passively following the orders of the barbarians in iron armor.
Wang Xu's heart tightened, and it wasn't until this moment that he realized how dangerous this powder keg was under his ass.
A life of hunger and loss of hope will completely turn people into wild beasts, if you can't find enough food for these people to eat, and can't find a way to appease them, then it won't be long before the fangs will be completely destroyed by these beasts, and even the Nanzhan Department will be in the midst of boundless war.
When he was on Earth, Wang Xu watched documentaries about Africa more than once from TV, because of the hungry and poor local residents, because of famine and epidemics, the mountains of white bones, just thinking about it, people can't help but chill.
Such a scene is going to happen around you, and even your own tribe may be affected, and there are still two months before winter, if this riot happens, there will be a disaster that will sweep the entire Nanzhan Department, and then don't say it's yourself, I'm afraid that the hundreds of thousands of barbarians in the Hengduan Mountain Range don't know how many people can survive.
"If you are afraid, you can change your mind now, as long as you also regard Lan as the victor in the war, appoint him as the patriarch of the Hyena tribe, and at the same time give him a part of the remnants of other tribes, you can naturally exchange his support. ā
Old Hama whispered behind Wang Xu's back.
"Teacher, how many times do you want me to tell you, people are not objects, and you can't just send them out. ā
Wang Xu responded with some displeasure, these days, he has known through careful understanding, how tragic the fate of those remnants who have been turned into slaves will be.
The so-called clan slaves, in other words, slaves, they have no personal freedom, they do heavy work every day, but in exchange for only a meal that is far from enough to meet the food and clothing, not to mention, once in winter, when the barbarians are short of food, they can only be driven into the mountains to fend for themselves.
This is still good, and some tribes even feed on the flesh and blood of these slaves.
Such a horrific thing, Wang Xu will never allow it to happen under his nose.
Accompanied by Old Hama, all the way through these desperate crowds, the more Wang Xu looked, the more frightened he became, from the eyes of these people, except for hatred and despair, he could hardly see even a little positive factor.
"Big brother, you're the king here, aren't you?"
A childish voice suddenly sounded in Wang Xu's ears, and when he looked up, a little girl of four or five years old was holding a corn cob that had not even peeled off the skin, and waved her little hand at him playfully.
"Yes, I'm the king here, little girl, what's your name, how old are you this year. ā
Wang Xu's eyes lit up, this corn cob made him suddenly see hope, he squatted down, touched the little girl's head affectionately, and ignored the woman who was standing behind her, who had long been scared.
"My name is Huan, I'm four years old this year, Wang, I've heard A-Niang say that the rules of our barbarians, if our barbarian warriors are captured in the war, his family can exchange him back with all kinds of treasures, so, I want to use this to exchange my father, A-Niang, and all the clansmen back, is it okay?"
Wang Xu took the corn cob and opened the green skin on it, revealing rows of snow-white corn kernels, the food crops in this world seem to be much larger than those on the earth, and this corn cob is no exception, the full grains are almost the size of the little finger.
"Of course, little one, as long as you tell me where these sticks come from, all of you here can no longer be clan slaves, but live a free life every year like normal clansmen. ā
"Big brother, I'm from the Red Feather Department, and these things grow in the Xiangyang Valley not far from the Red Feather Department. ā
The little girl hung her head in embarrassment.
"This awesome is a toy that my brother found for me in Xiangyang Valley, these things grow on a tall tree, in order to pick this awesome for me, my brother has been climbing the tree for a long time. ā
"Is there a lot of this kind of stuff there?"
Wang Xu took the corn in his hand and asked with a smile.
"yes, there's a lot of it, not just these awesomes, but a few other things. ā
"Let's go, take my brother there!"
Wang Xu took the ring's little hand, and some couldn't wait to run all the way towards Xiangyang Valley.
I'll take it, these barbarians, they should all starve to death, looking at the overwhelming valley and the endless variety of common food and vegetable crops on the earth, Wang Xu couldn't help but scold the stupidity of this group of barbarians in his heart.
The tall corn stalks, which are more than three meters tall, are almost as thick as the banyan trees in the same way that they are almost as thick as the banyan trees, and the crown of each plant is covered with corn cobs, which are at least a hundred or more when counted.
With the existence of these corn trees, even if there are 100,000 more people living here, there will be no famine in a year.
"Don't you, king, want our tribe to eat these things? ā
A barbarian who followed him mustered up his courage and roared loudly at Wang Xu.
"We've tried to eat these things before, but there's no way to eat them, because when they're wet, they're sour and astringent, and when they're dried, they're harder than stones, and people can't restrain them at all. ā
Wang Xu glanced at him like an idiot, and immediately let the mangs around him climb up, broke five or six corn cobs and came down, found three stones, skillfully carved a few ignition marks on them, piled up firewood, and the corn was inserted into the pyre, roasted for a while, and then took it out of it.
Roasted corn, exuding an attractive aroma, reckless, this glutton, didn't care about burning his mouth, so he picked up one, put it in his mouth and nibbled it, while gnawing, he kept changing the corn cob in his hand in his hand, for fear of burning his hand.
"This thing...... Really....... It's so delicious........"
"Mang, this thing is not the only way to eat, the most common way to eat it is to boil a pot of water, and then put it in the water to boil, the taste is enough for you to eat for a month. ā
Wang Xu patted Mang's shoulder, picked up another corn casually, blew it carefully, and ate the corn in small bites.
Huan swallowed a few mouthfuls of saliva, and finally couldn't resist the temptation of food, and reached out to take one out of the fire, the speed that even those anchors who performed electric drills and ate corn on the Internet could not compare.
"It's delicious, it's so delicious, Wang, I never thought that this kind of stick would be so delicious, but if this thing is so delicious, why wouldn't you tell us, if you had told us earlier, my brother wouldn't have starved to death." ā
Thinking of his brother who starved to death in his early years, Huan cried silently.
"Yes, Wang, since you know the correct way to eat these bangs, why didn't you say it earlier, do you know how many people in our tribe starve to death every year?"
An angry voice sounded in the crowd, and it resonated with countless people, and countless pairs of eyes full of hatred almost completely drowned Wang Xu in it.
"Xu, I'm afraid someone is going to use this matter to make trouble. ā
Old Hama nervously leaned into Wang Xu's ear and whispered.
"I'm afraid they won't come. ā
Wang Xu waved his hand at Old Hama indifferently, and stood proudly in front of everyone.
As a scholar, he knows very well that every great change in society will not be smooth sailing, and it will inevitably be accompanied by bloody storms for power and profit.
In order to prevent no one from starving to death in the barbarians in the future, the most important thing is that some ambitious guys dare not have the courage to confront themselves anymore.
With a beautiful snap of his fingers, Xiao Qiang, who was held in the arms of another guard, roared and rushed out, his body became the size of a donkey, and a strong man was dragged out of the crowd by it.
Since the last time he went on a killing spree on the altar, Xiao Qiang's murderous reputation has spread throughout the entire Nanzhan Department, and seeing this thing shining with golden light and majestic domineering appearance, even the most fierce people in the crowd obediently shut their mouths.