But Tuya didn't feel ashamed of himself, but replied to him with a smile,

"Unfortunately, that's just a vision for the future, and it's not enough to rely solely on animal husbandry for meat right now..... According to the number of mouths we have, the daily slaughter of large animals must reach at least about 1,000 before they can initially replace the position of hunting. ”

"I see...."

Gonzalo was still envious, and now he had a breeding population of 2,000 heads;

It is only a matter of time before the number of slaughters is to be further increased, and sooner or later it will be achieved.

Look at your own tribe, you have to work hard in the Black Forest every day for food....

The tour continued into the evening.

When night fell, the tooth lit bonfires, and in the open space outside the tribe, a 'bonfire party' with the characteristics of the teeth was held.

It's a pity that the theme of this party still revolves around fighting, mating, and eating.

The teeth of the cultural industry that are still in the future and what are the developments, have not been able to take the opportunity to promote a wave of their own civilization advantages.

However, the light that shone in the night alone was shocking enough.

Therefore, the expression of awe still appeared on the faces of the trolls.

Because in the troll race, witch doctors and ordinary trolls are almost not the same kind in intelligence, especially in the uncivilized tribes whose thinking patterns have not been trained by complex language.

Therefore, for the ordinary warriors and witch doctors of the various departments, they have to be told separately from two ends.

The warriors gathered around the fire, munching on the roasted meat and eating the soft, sticky cheese that had become so soft that it had been roasted by the fire;

Fruit and vegetable extracts are added to each cup, so the sweet and sour water or milk is also filled with unlimited supply.

Although it was not pointed out, or Blade Fang deliberately ignored the technology of fermented drinks, the unique boldness and enthusiasm of the troll warriors still made the party lively.

After eating and drinking, the male and female trolls who looked at each other launched a unique large-scale breeding activity on the spot.

And some trolls who looked down on each other, or had too good a relationship, also shouted at each other to go to the ring and start fighting each other.

Soon there was a crowd of spectators in the ring, who either laughed loudly at the loser or cheered at the winner.

After a few initial gladiatorial fights, the audience couldn't hold back anymore and took the stage one after another to start fighting.

Blood is spilling, broken arms are flying;

Stimulated by the strong smell of blood, whether it is gladiatorial or mating, its enthusiasm continues to rise to the next level.

Fortunately, the tooth troll has grown a little bit of a brain in so many years of study.

Plus there are smarter witch medicine cultists, and warriors who have entered the horde's management to keep an eye on them.

finally didn't make the gladiatorial fight in the ring, and it became the previous life-and-death mode.

The warriors also integrate quickly, and their thinking skills, although they have not been trained in complex language, will appear relatively stupid.

But ordinary trolls are still 'savage' creatures based on individual strength.

And these strange trolls who came to visit were all elites led by the chiefs of various tribes in the Black Forest.

As a result, after winning a few gladiatorial fights, they quickly earned the approval of the Tooth Trolls, opening up the situation in several campfire circles and becoming 'friends' with the Tooth Trolls.

In stark contrast to the bustling warrior circles, the witch doctor circles are relatively quiet.

Neither the witch doctors nor the outside witch doctors seem to have much interest in this kind of activity.

Several witch doctors in the teeth deliberately whispered to each other about their research progress.

There are also witch doctors who always take care of the witch doctors, talk to them, and occasionally introduce the lives of the warriors who shine in the ring.

Although the witch doctors listened to the introduction, the main experience was the conversation between the witch doctors who were engaged in an "academic exchange".

They pricked up their ears, trying to figure out something crucial from it.

However, how could a chicken thief with blade teeth allow such a loophole to appear?

The witch doctors who talked about academic content were talking about relatively advanced things.

In terms of the language ability of these outsiders, who are still very immature, whether they can understand it or not depends on whether they can understand it.

What's more, the conversation does not involve the knowledge of meditation and visualization, which is the foundation of the new system.

In the end, these witch doctors only listened to the confusion.

As the night wore on, the evening party came to an end, and the foreign witch doctors were sent to their respective quarters to rest.

What kind of envy and regret do these witch doctors have at this moment, I won't mention it here.

Let's turn our attention back to Blade Tooth and Meiya for the time being.

As the treehouse was temporarily moved to the center of the tribe, the couple, who enjoyed the love and excitement of each other, unfortunately gave up the fun of 'wild together' on the open deck that night.

Instead, it is more 'well-behaved', maintaining the original position of the bedroom, and fighting a big battle in a confined space.

...... Blade Fang, who has entered the state of a sage, caresses his partner with one hand, and thinks about the follow-up of the various departments.

His fingertips slid up and down his wife's bare, flame-purple ridge.

The touch of the numb touch like static electricity comes from the contact surface;

So that even if the two sides have stopped intermingling, they can still enjoy a unique aftertaste.

"It's a pity...."

Miya's head rested on her husband's firm and broad chest, her palms interlaced with the back of his neck, her lips furrowed, and the tip of her tongue greedily demanded an unrelated sensation of "electric shock".

Hearing this, she asked lazily,

"What's wrong? What's the pity? ”

"I'm thinking about today's bonfire.... In fact, it can be done more chic. ”

"What's your idea?" Miya asked with some interest as she wrapped her fingertips around her husband's chest.

"I wonder if we can change the experience of our past struggles and those of our ancestors into a kind of story that can be seen with our eyes?"

"The story of the struggle of our ancestors... Isn't that history? The school is already there, or you set the tone yourself, and the children have been studying for a long time. ”

"Not the kind taught in school, nor the kind of representation carved on clay tablets; How to say it.... What I mean by this is that through some body language, with some melody, in a new way of expression, these 'stories' are more intuitively interpreted. ”

"For example, at the bonfire tonight, wouldn't it be more interesting if there was such an addition? What makes those old townsmen unforgettable? ”

"The Lun family doesn't understand it...."The silly girl not only didn't understand, but also thought about continuing the war.

Blade Tooth escaped from the bed immediately, humming the tune of the 'Yellow River Cantata' in his previous life, and at the same time using 'dance' to show a wave of ancestors who were on the road and creating a foundation.

From time to time, he seemed to be climbing high in the forest, and from time to time he seemed to be fighting fierce beasts, and the excitement of finally finding a suitable habitat after a lot of hardships.

Of course, all this is just 'what he thinks', and in fact his 'dance' is rather clumsy;

Meiya, who watched from the bed, not only failed to empathize, but was amused to laugh.

Blade Tooth was not angry, licked his face and got into the bed again, and asked cheekily,

"How's that, do you see? Can you see what I'm just saying? ”

Recalling the big insect that was thrown around before, and her husband's unbelievable movements, Mia buried her face between the collarbones of the blade teeth, and couldn't help laughing again.

It took a long time for her to stop laughing, and reluctantly reluctantly responded,

"Hahaha... Goose goose goose.... I feel like you're a fool.... Haha"

"I ask you well! Still laughing! Blade Fang was also a little ashamed at this time, and could only pretend to be angry to hide his embarrassment.

"Okay, okay, you're not acting very well, but I think this form is still preferable.... It's just a little bit of a sense of disobedience, and I always feel like I've skipped too many steps. ”

Blade Fang thought about it carefully and felt that it was indeed the case.

In previous lives, whether it was dance or opera, they all had their own historical development contexts;

Just like "dance", it seems that it can be traced back to the ancient tradition of "witch sacrifice", and then it gradually evolved into a modern meaning.

But the troll race, at least the troll race in the Black Forest, has a 'witch doctor', but no 'sacrifice' tradition;

Perhaps because of this, there is no concept similar to 'dance', so that this abrupt leap forward makes Meiya feel disobedient.

"Perhaps... Can you start with the tradition of gladiatorial fighting, the tradition of hunting? ”

"For example, gladiatorial fighting, although due to the constitution and personality of the troll, it seems that there is no need to strictly prohibit it. As long as the intensity is limited, it will not become a life-and-death fight. ”

"But at the same time, can we also get out of it with a branch that pays more attention to expression, and turn the bloody hand-to-hand combat of real knives and guns into a dance in a sense?"

"And then use that as a foundation, and add more factors beyond the gladiatorial fight... In this way, with the help of time, it may be possible to appear the art that truly belongs to trolls. ”

As for the path of starting the witch festival and developing the art from the dancing god, Blade Tooth rejected it without even thinking about it.

He resents mysticism and agnosticism, and wants witch doctors to be a profession of scientific inquiry, and trolls to be an independent race.

Therefore, it is impossible for Blade Fang to let this kind of god-like chatter poison the current good situation.

The couple discussed these related questions, chatted about the interesting things that had happened in the past few days, and then hugged each other and fell asleep.

~~~~~

The night passed quietly, and the next day, the negotiation between the Tooth and the rest of the witch doctors began in earnest in the Rune Council Chamber.

The Black Forest can be simply divided into five blocks: Western, Central, Eastern, Northern, and Southern.

The forest abruptly stops when it reaches a certain area in the south, and there are almost no animal traces further down, and naturally no tribe can survive there.

As a result, the southern part is a barren area, while the other four districts are dotted with tribes of trolls and large and small.

And the troll divisions, if divided by scale, can also be roughly divided into four grades.

The first of these, of course, is the tooth with a population of nearly 4,000 and fourteen witch doctors, which can be classified as a giant tribe on its own.

In the second tier, there are the Culon, Richia, and Vitrai divisions in the central region, the Atat and Stya divisions in the east, and the Philantinion division in the north.

Each of these six tribes has a total 'population' of around 1,500 and no more than 2,200 at the maximum";

In each era, they were able to maintain the existence of at least two witch doctors at the same time by virtue of the 'population' base;

Therefore, the lineage is enduring, and it is the source of the kinship of the rest of the tribes.

In the third tranche, there are more than 30 tribes with a population of more than 700 but far less than 1,500;

Their 'population' base also ensures that at least one witch doctor is born in each era, so as to maintain their own inheritance.

These medium-sized tribes, scattered throughout the Black Forest except for the Southern Zone, are the most prevalent form of existence among the Black Forest troll tribes.

In the fourth tier, there are small tribes with a population of less than 700, most of which can barely sustain a manpower of 200 or less than 300.

Due to cardinal limitations, most of them are unable to produce witch doctors;

Without a witch doctor, it means that there is no way to accumulate knowledge about hunting, about terrain, about the time of day;

As a result, these small tribes are like waves, constantly appearing and disappearing in the ups and downs of history.

Only a few of them will be extremely lucky to give birth to witch doctors one after another, or staggered, and then rely on the wisdom to accumulate inheritance, and slowly lead the tribe to grow to a medium-sized one.

Only then did these tribes truly gain a foothold in the Black Forest.

and the rest, from beginning to end, are tossed blindly by a group of reckless men who don't know how to think; Their fate is often either to disappear in famine or to be destroyed by a magical beast.

In this meeting, the dental department divided the meeting into three stages according to the scale of each department, corresponding to the large, medium and small departments.

The first thing to do was to negotiate with six large tribes.

Except for 'compensation', the rest of the negotiations are basically the same as those of the Three Sacred Mountains;

It mainly revolves around the protection of trade routes, the protection of vendors, the dispatch of international students, the support and popularization of the standard language, and most importantly, the "rice currency".

During the talks, Yabu proposed to build a frozen storage area nearby for them and replan the tribal construction for them;

And these two points are used as a basic hand, supplemented by trade, to help them increase their 'population' base.

But at the cost of these tribes' food reserves, the Tooth Tree will be kept running by the Tooth Witch Doctor.

This is of course fake, after the refrigerator tree is planted, there is no need for post-maintenance at all;

But the tooth witch doctors do have the ability to make it real;

For example, set up a 'self-destruct program' so that these refrigerator trees will die voluntarily after they are out of the control of their teeth, etc....

Speaking of 'food reserves', the tribes will receive a certain amount of 'food money' according to the amount of food they have handed in;

Not only can these meals be exchanged for processed food in full, but they are also the only means to buy the output of tooth weapons and the like.

As for international students, Yabu is only willing to accept young trolls to study, and is not allowed to return until they are in the prime of life.

The goal, of course, is to instill in them values that are in the interests of their teeth from the very beginning;

When the time comes, will it be considered to belong to the sixth..... That's unknown.

Of course, these 'dark' purposes cannot be emphasized on the bright side;

On the surface, Yabu has always maintained its own feelings of "sacrificing oneself for the others", and said that "the youth is the most efficient period for absorbing knowledge", and only teaching them is also to ensure that the resources consumed by the six departments are used in practice.

Due to the extreme asymmetry of the chips of the two sides and the imbalance in knowledge, the negotiation went quite smoothly for the teeth;

Within a few days of the negotiations, the seven parties formally signed the 'Seven Friendship Covenant', which was almost entirely advocated by the Yabu.

After that, in order to isolate the six tribes from the rest of the small and medium-sized tribes, there was an in-depth exchange on the content of the negotiation.

Bladefang sent a fleet directly and sent them back one by one.

The six departments, who didn't know what the 'united front' was, naturally didn't have the heart to continue after figuring out that the witch doctor-related matters were top secret and would not be handed over to them.

Now that he heard that he could go back early, he happily evacuated by boat;

The rest of the small and medium-sized tribes were left alone, waiting in unease.

Fortunately, the tooth didn't keep them waiting, and after sending off the six trolls, talks with the medium-sized tribe began.

During the talks, the medium-sized tribes were presented with two options;

First, willing witch doctors will be allowed to join the Rune Council directly and reside in the headquarters, and henceforth enjoy the same political and academic treatment as tooth witch doctors.

In their respective tribes, the Tooth Department will be responsible for translating their lineage, and will send special apprentices to provide administrative 'assistance' and the teaching of scientific knowledge.

The refrigerator tree will also be planted directly in their respective tribes, and all the treatment of the people of each tribe in terms of material exchange will also be on par with the tooth headquarters year by year.

To some extent, this is equivalent to annexation in disguise, but the means are relatively reserved.

Second, the tribes that are unwilling to accept the above conditions will offer the same treaties as the six tribes, and become 'solid allies' of the Yabu.

However, there is another clause in the covenant signed with them, which separately stipulates that 'the tooth department will be responsible for helping them to translate the lineage'.

And this clause is mainly to allow the tooth department to logically obtain the records of each ministry over the past dynasties and in their respective regions, geography, plants, and types of magical beasts.

During the days of negotiations, thirteen of the thirty-two medium-sized tribes chose the first route.

They all have one thing in common, most of them are tribes located in the west, or close to the Ya sphere of influence.

Others, although located in the east, are also located on the edge of the river, and the teeth can easily exert influence through the fleet.

The remaining nineteen tribes, for one reason or another, chose the second path.

For their choice, the tooth witch doctor, led by Blade Fang, did not interfere too much.

For one thing, the teeth themselves don't have the appetite to digest quickly after swallowing.

Second, because of the legendary 'punishment of the Black Forest', the teeth did not dare to expand too presumptuous for the time being.

Even those tribes who were willing to accept the first way were forced to keep an ambiguous fig leaf.

After determining the choices of each of the tribes, the Tooth Department released the nineteen divisions of the two choices, and quite responsibly, sent soldiers to escort them back.

This is in stark contrast to the previous six films, and it invisibly attracted another wave of goodwill.

After dealing with the 'second-class' treaty for the medium-sized tribes, the negotiations finally came to the smaller and more restless tribes.

There were not many small tribes that came this time, there were only seven in total, and they were all lucky enough to have witch doctors in this generation.

But at the negotiating table in the teeth, I don't know whether they are lucky or unlucky, and there is not much room for them to choose.