When Bladefang arrived, the Far Travelers were overwhelmed by the members of the headquarters, and the trolls looked curiously at the strange creatures they had never seen before.

As the fangs approached, they shifted their steps to the sides, making way to the center.

When he saw the captives brought back by the Travelers, the first thought that came to his mind was,

'This is a minotaur?' “

Looking at the two female squadron leaders, Bladefang began to ask for details, and quickly learned all the information from them.

The news he learned made him fall into thought in silence,

'The world beyond the Black Forest.... Message of Civilization..... I really don't know if this is good or bad for today's tribe. “

Thinking doesn't last long, because what is supposed to come will always come, and thinking too much won't help.

So, he patted the shoulders of the two squadron leaders and encouraged,

"You two, and all the Travelers, are doing a great job! Far beyond the expectations of the headquarters, it has been hard all the way! ”

It took nearly a year to go back and forth, and the hardships experienced by the travelers are self-evident, which can be seen from the way they dress at this time;

The shorts and skirts before departure were gone, and apart from the weapons at their waists, they were almost indistinguishable from the barbarians in the forest.

"Go ahead, leave it to me here, you should have a good rest."

"Understood, Your Excellency the Speaker of the Council, then we will take our leave."

Many of the travelers left behind their captives, and only twenty or thirty beasts that had been eaten by them along the way, and hurried towards the tribe;

Looking in that direction, I think I plan to go to the bathing center first and take a good bath in the fire.

"Go and tell the person in charge of the 'Ministry of Livestock' to come, and then tell the other witch doctors who are available to come and ask them to come too. ”

The apprentices did as they were told, but Bladefang ignored the similarly ragged and panicked captives, and instead focused on the beasts.

It was a creature that looked a lot like the 'sheep' in his previous life, but with a much larger skeleton;

It may be that the journey is too hard, and they are all a little skinny at this time, but from Cui Wenlites's description just now, we can know that they were more than 300 kilograms at the beginning;

And the fat and strong appearance is obviously a species that has been 'artificially' cultivated for a long time, and in terms of the ratio of body weight to meat yield, it should be far superior to the existing large animals of the tribe.

And, there's something more important.....

Bladefang stepped forward, restrained the 'head sheep' who wanted to push him, and reached out to feel its fur;

The long hairs almost mop the floor, and although the exterior is clumped and adhered from the long journey, it looks a little dirty;

But the inside is soft and dense, making it a good wool-producing animal..... The tribe, in terms of dressing, seems to be able to go further.

At this time, the trolls of the animal husbandry department arrived in a hurry, and soon after, more than a dozen idle witch doctors also arrived.

After discussing the beast for a while, they entrusted it to the apprentices who were in charge of taking care of it.

After that, the onlookers gradually dispersed, and more than a dozen witch doctors, almost all of whom were about three meters tall, plus a 'giant' with a height of three meters and four, surrounded the four captives and observed them curiously.....

The captives were visibly frightened, especially the shortest one, who trembled like chaff;

The taller three, although they barely blocked him in front, were only holding on.

"Is this what you called 'traces of civilization' in your notice, and it doesn't seem like much, does it?" ”

Finally returning to the headquarters, he stepped forward and poked the captive's body with his fingers, and then asked suspiciously.

"Idiot, look at the clothes on their bodies, after more than six months of living in the wild, they can still maintain their basic integrity." Blade Fang slapped him on the head and asked, pointing to their clothes,

"Tell me, can the tribe make clothes so strong and delicate now?"

"Uh... It doesn't seem to work. ”

"Isn't that what it takes? Look at this again...."

Bladetooth bent down, picked up the captured weapon thrown by the previous travelers, pulled it out of the outer holster, and flicked his fingers,

'Hum.. Airplanes... Buzz"

"It's metal, and it's hard metal, unlike our soft gold, which can only be used for decoration....."

As he spoke, he gently waved the weapon in his hand, although it felt lighter overall, but the 'counterweight' in the structure was just right, bringing a quite comfortable feel.

"It's not that easy... Forged. ”

Pull it horizontally into your hand and bend it downward, only to hear a 'pop', and the blade immediately breaks.

Bladefang picked up the two pieces in his hand and the fragments scattered on the ground, and handed them to the witch doctor next to him.

"You can also see, although it is more sharp and less tough, it is also a rare weapon, and the background of the maker should not be underestimated."

As the witch doctors circulated the broken knives, he turned his gaze to the 'Minotaur', approached with his hands outstretched, and said in as gentle a tone as possible,

"I... He.... You..."

"I... Call... Nesta; He... Call... Sorentis (earthen tooth); You... Call.. What? ”

The pointing of his fingers, and the concise way he asked questions, seemed to make the 'Minotaurs' understand what he was trying to say.

A captive with the most vigorous hair and the largest skeleton looked tentatively and pointed to himself and replied cautiously,

[To tell the truth, I've been chasing more with reading books recently, switching sources, and reading aloud with more timbre,.. Both Android and Apple are available. 】

"Gilly though Tibtu;"

After finishing speaking, he saw that Blade Tooth was still 'smiling' and waiting, so he pointed to a few 'companions' next to him and said one by one,

"Tabihak Dibdu;"

"Tabi Khabdu;"

"Tabi, Tabdu."

Bladefang nodded, then pointed to a different object and asked the captive to continue..... After a period of communication between the chicken and the duck, the blade tooth has gained something;

From the repetition and order of the next few sentences, Blade Tooth guessed their simplest grammatical structure, as well as my name is so-and-so, his name is so-and-so, and this is so-and-so...... The appropriate way to express it in the other person's language.

After preliminary judgment, Blade Fang felt that this was a sufficiently complete and well-established language;

For witch doctors, it doesn't seem difficult to master.....

~~~~~

In the months that followed, a few of the captives were fairly safe in the tribe;

They were provided with plenty of food and clothing every day, and they were dressed in specially sewn new products.

The captives, who seem to be a relatively optimistic and calm race, quickly adapted to their new environment after surviving the initial panic.

But they were not without their troubles, as they were frequented by invitations to gladiatorial fights, their confusion in the face of the flames during their 'baths', and the witch doctors' behavior of running over to talk whenever they had free time.....

Of course, these problems have been solved.

After discovering that their strength was not too strong, the trolls naturally had no intention of inviting to fight;

After understanding that they could only bathe with water, they also began to provide corresponding venues.