Jingwei reclamation, ready-made story.

When the land period was finished, the autumn bird clan sacrifice only felt that it was still unfinished, and even wanted to sit down with the land period and talk about it.

Xiongbatian finally couldn't stand her fooling practice: "There is really a god in this world, you are so grandiose and foolish, are you really not afraid of bumping into the true god and exposing your lies?" ”

"A lie told 10,000 times becomes true.

Concepts and cognitions are constructed, and the most powerful thing about the person in power is that she can use power to construct the three views and value system she hopes for the people being managed. ”

Lu Qiqi looked at the excited priest of the Autumn Bird Clan, "Look at him, as the wisest person of the Autumn Bird Tribe, he also has no ability to distinguish what is the truth and what is a lie. Because he worships authority, he is convinced of the words of his superiors, and even if someone tells him the truth, he may not necessarily believe it. ”

"So you're using your high position to try to control them."

"How can it be called control, it's just a little guidance. No one will be completely controlled by another person, and these are all choices they make after subconsciously weighing the pros and cons. Choose to believe me, hug the thighs of the Nuwa tribe, and enjoy the benefits that leak out of our hands. ”

After Lu Qiqi's words were finished, Xiongbatian fell into silence.

To be honest, in the early days of her selection, it was not optimistic about the land period.

Those who relied on the obviously powerful plug-in were dead, and it had always felt that this practice of the land period was completely nonsense. But every time it questioned the decision-making of the land period, this man could say something it could not have imagined.

"But the gods of this world."

Xiongbatian pointed out, "Aren't you afraid that these crooked stories of yours will anger them? ”

"All fear stems from lack of firepower."

If you have to ask if you are afraid of the land period, then you are afraid at the moment.

Because she doesn't have the ability to compete with the so-called gods.

But it would be even more foolish to abandon the unity of the indigenous minds of these primitive tribes just because of this fear of the unknown.

If you want to be an emperor, how can you not take risks.

If it really comes to the day when she is above ten thousand people, whether the other party is a god or a demon is up to her.

I'm afraid that an emperor has never been successfully tutored, otherwise he wouldn't know this simple truth.

And these stories carry the universal values of hard work to create a better life, kindness will be rewarded, and perseverance will definitely succeed. The concepts of loyalty, integrity, unity, friendliness, etc., are imperceptibly put into the minds of these people.

Not to mention ordinary people, even if the patriarch of the Yantu clan came, he couldn't help but listen before leaving.

Before the Yantu patriarch came, he came with a purpose to find fault;

After coming, it became consumer.

The Salt Tu brought a total of 360 slaves, who were left behind, taking with them a large amount of linen-based household items and a bag of crystal coins.

Before leaving, the Nuwa tribesmen, who were in charge of the trade, watched them leave.

Looking at their distant figures, I couldn't help but sigh.

"No wonder the lord called them big dogs, and traded more than three hundred slaves casually. What a rich! ”

Thinking of this, he turned back to help.

The other side

The Salt Earth Tribe is on their way home.

The Salt Earth Patriarch had been here for so long, and he suddenly stopped at such a distance, and he could still vaguely see the statue sitting not far away.

He looked back at the Nuwa tribe, and his eyes became complicated.

If this trip to the Nuwa tribe made him feel uncomfortable, then this is understandable. The problem, however, was that the tribe was satisfactory in every way, and that he could not fault it as an outsider from elsewhere.

This is just the proof that the other party is getting better and better.

The lord of a tribe naturally has the sensitivity to the development of the tribe. He looked back at the tribe, his heart full of anxiety, what if the Nuwa tribe really surpassed them?

The eyes of the Yantu patriarch gradually changed from anxious to fierce.

No

In this area, only the Salt Earth Tribe is allowed to be the only strong one.

Maybe they can't do anything to the Nuwa tribe now, but there is still the Will tribe......

A wonderful early morning.

The Willish tribal patriarch was brewing sauce with the women of the tribe in his tent at the moment, and the primitive activity was interrupted at a critical moment.

It was someone sent by the Salt Earth Tribe.

"What are they doing here?"

The Willi tribal patriarch was upset.

To be precise, he didn't like the Salt Earth Tribe. Relying on the fact that he had a salt field or two, he thought that he could take Qiao, and he was one level higher than the other tribes on the autumn market.

As everyone knows, this is such an attitude, which makes Patriarch Will dislike.

If it weren't for the fact that there were two salt-producing tribes, among which the Yantu tribe was far away, he would have found a way to exterminate the Yantu tribe people a long time ago.

Oh, no.

Now there are three salt-producing tribes.

Patriarch Will remembered the petite and soft little patriarch of the Nuwa tribe he saw last year, who smiled like a long-haired rabbit and could pinch to death with a pinch.

Thinking of the little patriarch's flattering smile, he was even a little curious about how such a person could manage a tribe. A tribe run by such people, what it will look like.

His mind fluttered, but was quickly pulled back.

For the people of the salt tribe had come, and had brought with them fine salt, linen, and crystal coins.

Of course, he hadn't seen the latter two things.

Fingers resting on the flat linen make it feel unusual. And the crystal coin, because of this rare material and shape, made Patriarch Will think it was a treasure.

"This is what the Salt Soil Patriarch sent you?"

He was a little surprised how the Salt Land Patriarch suddenly gave a gift. Then he saw the fine salt again, "Your tribe can make salt like this?" ”

"It's not."

The Yantu people shook their heads and conveyed the words that the patriarch had ordered him to bring: "These are all things from the Nuwa tribe. The patriarch went to the Nuwa tribe and found that Lu Qi had deceived you. They were richer than all the tribes, with an endless supply of salt, the best clothes, and a fine currency. ”

When he learned that these things came from the Nuwa tribe, the smile on Patriarch Wei's face paused slightly, "So, what are you telling me these for?" ”

"The Nuwa tribe has deceived you."

The Yantu people lowered their heads and replied, "As a great supporter of the Will tribe, the patriarch said that such a thing must be told to you. ”

Primitive people are simple.

But that doesn't mean they don't have brains.

They may not be familiar with the term "woe", but the means are self-taught.

Patriarch Will didn't answer immediately, he just picked up the crystal coin and looked through the sunlight, staring at the impurities mixed in the translucent material of the crystal coin.

Then he asked the woman in his house, "Tsuki, do you like it?" ”

The woman in the house said something pretty, and he threw the crystal coin to her.