Chapter fifty-seven, talent
Luo Ji didn't know what to say for a moment. What a greedy bitch! At that moment, he clearly saw that not only him, but also other people in the small tribe were looking at the old man.
His eyes changed.
Subconsciously, he clicked on the attribute panels of those people and took a look. Luo Ji suddenly felt dumbfounded. He actually gained a few points of loyalty. Oh my god, everyone was shocked!
After dilly-dallying for a long time, Luo Ji was no longer surprised when the old man took out his private goods this time. It was a palm-sized steak, and he didn't know whether it was roe deer meat or some other kind of meat.
For the Mingjing tribe, which had no shortage of meat but crops, Luo Ji didn't have any idea about the old man's steak. But the situation of the tribe in front of him was obviously different. They were short of meat! The old man's private goods were enough.
It is said that it has completely aroused public outrage.
"Um, you don't have any other personal items, do you?" Luo Ji's voice sounded a little lacking in confidence as he took the piece of steak. Who told the old man in front of him to keep pushing his lower limit?
Feeling the indignant gazes, the old man wanted to cry but had no tears. He knew that his reputation had been ruined and that he was no longer safe. "It's gone, it's really gone!"
"Is it really gone?" Luo Ji asked again.
"It's really gone!!" The old man really cried this time, and it was so miserable that no one sympathized with him.
To be on the safe side, he finally asked someone to search the old man's tent and body. A few minutes later, a speechless Luo Yong walked up to Luo Ji carrying an animal skin package that was stained with a lot of mud, and opened it.
, two heads of garlic, three pieces of meat...
Seeing this scene, I don't know if he was so angry that the old man rolled his eyes, collapsed to the ground on the spot, and passed out.
Luo Ji ignored him and asked with the same speechless expression, "Where did you find it?"
"In the tent, the sleeping piece of animal skin was lowered and buried in the pit below..." Most people probably wouldn't think of it. However, some time ago, their Mingjing tribe had been digging pits at that location to bury coal for heating, and they suddenly thought of this.
Luo Yong just looked through it casually. Unexpectedly, he was actually asked to dig out something. To be honest, he himself was quite confused.
"Talent..." After that, Luo Ji was completely convinced. If it weren't for the two heads of garlic in his hand, he would have applauded the old man. Of course, with such talent, their Mingjing Tribe operates on a small budget.
, couldn't bear it, "What a pity, drag him down and find a hole to bury him."
"Live, live, I'm still alive..." After hearing this, the old man who was unconscious one moment jumped up on the spot the next. He thought Luo Ji had mistakenly thought he was dead, so
They had just asked someone to dig a hole and bury him, but the moment he jumped up from the ground and saw Luo Ji's half-smiling face, he suddenly realized that the other party had no intention of caring whether he died or not.
, I just wanted to bury him.
After realizing this, the old man's face instantly lost all color, and then he loudly begged for mercy, with an expression on his face that made him burst into tears, "Spare my life, sir, please forgive me!"
"Spare your life?" Luo Ji twisted his stiff neck, "Why don't you ask the people in your tribe to see if they will spare you?"
There is no need to ask, those pairs of cold or angry eyes have already said everything. Unlike some large tribes with large populations, small tribes in this era pay most attention to unity, because they are already weak. If they are not united, then
How can we survive in this era? At this point, the original Mingjing tribe was also like this. There were more than thirty tribe members, and basically everyone regarded each other as family members.
Originally, as an elder in the tribe, no one would say anything to him if he ate more at each meal, but his mistake was that he should not have hidden so much food. People in this tribe must have starved to death before.
But this old man hoarded so much food and refused to save him! This has violated the most taboo and intolerable thing of these small tribes!
Ignoring the old man's screams and pleadings, with his small body, it was impossible for him to escape from Luo Yong's grasp. This was a strange combination of circumstances. Luo Ji didn't know whether he should thank the old man for helping him stir up a wave of hatred.
, causing the loyalty of other members of this tribe to rise steadily twice. Originally, there were still many people in this tribe whose loyalty was less than 70 points, but now after reconfirming, the loyalty of each one is already 70.
There were ten bottoms, and the highest one reached seventy-six points.
During dinner, Luo Ji did not skimp on the pieces of meat and cabbage. In comparison, he paid more attention to the garlic that could prevent influenza and fight cancer. He cooked the food and simply divided it.
This move undoubtedly earned him a point or two of loyalty.
Luo Ji was quite satisfied with this. At least these people were out of the range of the wallflowers, but they still couldn't be careless. After nightfall, they needed to rest. Luo Ji arranged those with the least loyalty in the same tent.
And the job of pronouncing it as 'vigil' and writing as 'guarding' was of course given to Luo Yong and the others.
The night passed quite peacefully. After all, the group of people with the least loyalty were all under his centralized guard. Even if they wanted to cause some trouble, they probably wouldn't be able to.
Early the next morning, knowing that there were crop resources of cabbage and garlic here, how could Luo Ji just leave so directly? To be honest, before going to bed yesterday, he even thought about whether to build another branch city here.
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Of course, this idea just flashed through his mind. Luo Ji, who still maintained a sense of reason, knew very well that according to the current population of their Mingjing tribe, building another branch city was no different from committing suicide. It was not like committing suicide.
Immovable resources like coal mines and crops, at worst, he would dig them all back!
With the members of this tribe leading the way, Luo Ji quickly found the place. Without any nonsense, everyone worked together to dig back everything they could.
Luo Ji's decision delayed their return trip until noon. It seemed that there was no time to rush back to the Mirror Tribe today, and they had to spend the night at the Black Rock Tribe.
But it didn’t matter. On this trip, he harvested two kinds of crop resources in succession. With more than thirty manpower, this could be said to be a bumper harvest, and it was worth it no matter what!
Chapter completed!