So here's the problem.

What will humans play in the tribal era?

It is too complicated and too brain-consuming, and it must be in line with the times and environmental background. It's best to play it as soon as you can, get addicted after a while, and play without brains.

Lu Yao thought about it.

Mahjong, no, it's too complicated.

Playing cards, no, for the same reason.

Chess? It's hard for them too.

Lu Yao found that there was only one that was most suitable.

Dice.

Lu Yao personally doesn't like this kind of gambling toys very much.

However, there is a gambling side in human nature, adventure treasure hunting is a gamble, and exploring the unknown is also a gamble. This cannot be denied.

The dice are very easy to understand because they have different points engraved on the six sides.

Lu Yao checked the relevant information on the Internet.

As early as the Neolithic period, humans began to play a board game, which is considered the ancestor of today's board games. In all kinds of board games, dice are an important prop.

Now that the garlic tribe has mastered arithmetic, such simple numbers should not be a big problem.

Lu Yao immediately went out and bought a stone dice in the jewelry store opposite the community. As soon as he got home, he passed the stone dice into the temple.

In the temple, Shahan, the long-dormant old astrologer, excitedly raised his arms and looked up at the dome of the temple.

"God, do you hear our prayers? You've finally seen your little servant again......"

An exclamation mark erupted above Shahan's head.

"This is the dice?"

"Gods, did you give us the gift of [dice] in the hope that we would learn to divinate our fate?"

"You are so merciful, so wise......"

He was frantically touting in that pass, but Lu Yao was so embarrassed that his toes were clenched.

These dice are not used for divination at all.

The astrologer is sick and belongs to yes.

It's no wonder that Shahan has been in the temple for so many years, and the simulator doesn't have any hints that he can be transformed into a prophet.

Shahan somewhat lacked a bit of fate with the job of the prophet.

Fortunately, although astrologers misunderstood, most people quickly understood the role of dice.

The garlic tribe learned to make and use dice. 】

"This can produce numbers, big and small."

"Yes, it can be compared to size! I'm older than you, hey! I'm six and you're two! Win! ”

"Come again!"

"You still have to lose, forget it, it's not interesting for you to win."

"Come back! One more! ”

The vast majority of tribal villains quickly understood the meaning of the different numbers on the six sides of the dice. Random jumps in numbers can produce different results that can be applied to many things.

Lu Yao noticed the three villains.

The three of them were hiding in a corner, discussing a big matter.

"It's the same as before. Let's do it tonight, go steal a galleys, steal it, and take it to sell seashells. Take the seashells to the island of the Tokai clan, where no one knows what we've done. ”

One of them said, "But we stole the ship, to whom did we sell it?" ”

“……”

The man went on to ask, "If we sell the ship to a merchant, then how can we get to the island at sea?" Steal another one? ”

“……”

“……”

"Idiot, why didn't you say it sooner!"

"I just remembered."

"You idiot!"

"I'm sorry!"

The three were silent for a moment.

"What now?"

The third person said, "...... Let the gods guide us, with this dice, the gods have given us. ”

"Will the gods guide us to steal ships?"

The leader said, "Fool! The gods know everything, but they haven't struck us with lightning until now, so they must have supported us! The gods support us in stealing ships, what are we afraid of! ”

Before he could finish speaking, a bolt of lightning fell on the villain's head, splitting him into ashes.

Lu Yao moved his fingers.

Do you support me? I certainly don't support it.

It doesn't really matter if you steal a boat. However, it is the first time I have seen such an outrageous request, so I will be merciful to satisfy you.

The other villains were so frightened that they quickly knelt on the ground and prayed, trembling all over.

"Lord God, let's change it right away, we'll change it right away."

"We were wrong, we were wrong."

Lu Yao had already shifted his gaze to other places.

There are two pixel figures chatting at the edge of the woods.

The man named Mu Ke said, "You give me a baby!" ”

The woman named Haiwanggu said, "Are you stupid? ”

"Didn't you say you liked me?"

"It's just a joke."

"Why?"

"You're too small."

Lu Yao looked at it.

Mu Ke is twelve years old, but Haiwanggu is already twenty-two years old. The age gap between this sister and brother is a bit big.

Looking at the surname, you can know that Mu Ke is a descendant of carpenters, and Haiwanggu is a descendant of the Donghai clan.

"I just want you to give me a baby, and before I grow up, don't give birth to other people, okay?"

A crying face appeared above the young man Mu Ke's head.

“……”

Haiwanggu said, "Then listen to the will of the gods." If you can hit 1 points three times in a row with the [dice] given by the gods, it means that this is the fate guided by the gods, and I will promise you. ”

Mu Ke took out a die and threw a 3.

"Cut down the tree, fool."

Haiwanggu turned to leave.

The young man Mu Ke knelt on the ground: "Why, why is this happening!" ”

"God, god, why can't you give me some mercy and blessings! I just want to sleep with Aunt Haiwang and have a baby, why can't you help me ......"

"God, you're too ruthless!"

Lu Yao smiled.

Children, although you are very brave.

But you're still too young at this age, cut down trees well, don't think nonsense.

The pixelated little people of the Garlic tribe generally understand dice, but most of the time they are used to settle disputes, as the name suggests - to use the guidance of the gods to decide who is right and who is wrong.

This is a bit different from Lu Yao's original entertainment idea.

Just as he was observing the faces of all beings, a large-scale battle broke out in the tribe.

The two groups of villains, for some reason, fought with bows and arrows and spears. As more and more people joined, the chaos escalated further.

Two leaders, Morimi and Yuren, quickly rushed to stop it.

"What the hell is going on? What are you doing? ”

Wizard Mori saw that he was now a highly respected elder in the tribe, and as soon as he came forward, the riot was quickly contained.

"The merchants are so hateful!"

"That's right, they were the ones who caused us to lose all our money!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Merchant is abominable!"

A group of villains have different opinions.

Lu Yao checked the rhetoric of many villains, and only then did he clarify the original situation.

Here's why.

Fishermen go out to sea to catch some beautiful corals and shells in the ocean, which are very valuable. When they returned, the merchants bought it at a very low price, and then sold it at a high price to the salt pond for a big profit.

Not only that, but the merchants also forged seashells and mixed them with fake seashells, which made the fishermen lose a lot inside and out.

The fishermen finally had enough of it and asked the merchant to return the seashells to them. When the merchants refused, the fishermen attacked in anger.

This large-scale brawl was a complete outburst of dissatisfaction and anger among the fishermen who had been deceived by the merchants for a long time.

Lu Yao wanted to see how the tribe would deal with this matter.

As long as there are many people, there will always be people who want to go the wrong way to obtain excess profits. This kind of thing cannot be completely eradicated for the time being, and can only be restrained through various means and rules to protect people's legitimate interests.

To Lu Yao's surprise, before the leaders made a decision, a businessman stood up and expressed his willingness to pay all the losses of the fishermen.

It's a hero business.

"In order to make the transaction fairer and more equitable, I hope that the leaders will come up with a rule," Shang Li said. If it is a transaction loss caused by deception and concealment, it is necessary to pay compensation to the other party. ”

"Correspondingly, if the price is just too high, but both parties agree to it, then the transaction is legitimate, and it is recognized and protected by the entire tribe."

"I have made many records based on the problems that have existed in the tribal trade over the years, and I have also written my personal thoughts, and I have asked the two leaders to look at them."

Shang Li took out a small notebook.

Morimi and Yuren looked at each other for a while, and exclamation marks popped up above their heads.

"Excellent! Very good! ”

"Well written!"

They consulted with Shang Li for a while.

A new prompt appears on the screen.

Shang Li wrote the Tribal Trade Code. 】

[The garlic tribe invented the law.] 】

[The garlic tribe learned the laws of making and using it, and everyone's intelligence has improved slightly. 】

Lu Yao took a sip of tea and nodded secretly.

This Shangli is a talent.

He and Yulian will be the future of the tribe.