Under the threat of sharp spears and **** swords, the terrible slaves who were violently suppressed quickly became silent.

　　

　　 The pallid white faces with despairing eyes stared at the weapon in the hands of the Wuli warriors, trembling with fear, led by the indigenous handymen with hemp rope, and stumbled into the distant trees.

　　

　　The forests in the island of Hell are deep, tens of thousands of slaves are lined up in a row of more than ten kilometers, and the footsteps in the forest path are full of fear.

　　

　　A few hours later, these ships were slaughtered. In the future, the slaves who did not know how miserable the situation would be exhausted came to a spacious river valley. They were surprised to find that many long and narrow wooden boats were moored in the fast-flowing freshwater river.

　　

On the riverside, many native-looking natives picked up the piles of fragrant roasted meat piled in barrels and handed them to the slaves. They shouted in fluent green leaf continent in a gentle manner. To: "Please don't panic, you will not be hurt if you obey the order.

　　

　　 Now Lord Rutuya will untie the ropes for everyone, please get on the boat one by one, and the escape will never be forgiven..."

　　

　　 While speaking to the young indigenous people, a strong aborigine smeared with blood red sap and four feathers on his head slowly rose out of the Mercedes-Benz river.

　　

Under the feet, the water flowing like a fountain held his feet up to a height of seven or eight meters. The leader of the Wuli Warrior looked at the tens of thousands of people from the jungle to the river valley with his proud and cold eyes. The landman, with a big mouth and a silent roar, swelled into an iron-green, three-legged giant, stomping his outside feet.

　　

　　 Suddenly, the river water supporting the warrior leader's lift was frozen into ice crystals, and suddenly shattered into countless small ice skates splashing towards the land people not far away, and immediately cut off the twine that bound the slave's hands.

　　

"Spellcasting power, good, so powerful spellcasting power..." Originally seeing the indigenous people flying in the water, the slaves endured no sound. At this time, the ice blade crossed coldly on the wrist, and some people finally exclaimed in silence .

　　

After speaking out, the slaves immediately realized that they had committed a taboo, and covered their mouths in horror, but found that no natives ignored themselves. Whether the surrounding indigenous people were mild teenagers, capable handymen, powerful warriors, or terrible casters. Make an unusually pious expression, talking about something in your mouth.

　　

"Hobby, what are the Hellmen talking about, don't you want to take our living sacrifice to see that ghost?" A young man with chapped lips and muddy faces saw that the indigenous people had acquiesced to the slaves. Whispered to a middle-aged man beside him who looked a little weak, but his eyes still flashed in the desperate situation.

　　

"His Royal Highness, those Hellmen are indeed praying to a powerful earth god, and the believer of the Hell God who listened to the prayers is actually calculated on the basis of "hundreds of millions". The weak middle-aged man's tone was unsurprised. The answer said: "He doesn't like living sacrifices, so these indigenous people will not send us sacrifices, but send them to a town, let us influence the **** of worship."

　　

"Hundreds of millions, even if it was just an adjective, the strength of the barbarian tribe ruled by the monster must be very strong," the embarrassed young man was excited, and whispered, "Taste the taste of the faith of the natives. Do you want to change the taste, hum, this may be an opportunity for us, it is an opportunity"

　　

　　 has fallen into such a precarious position, but still wants to find an opportunity to resist the fate of fate. This seems a bit ridiculous, but this perseverance and perseverance are the qualities that a real strongman must have.

　　

Seeing the young man’s unyielding expression hidden behind the mud, the middle-aged and weak middle-aged man showed a smile of relief, "Even if there is a chance, it will be a future thing. Your Highness, we are going to live alive now. Live under the rule of the Huolians, because only in this way can there be a future”

　　

　　 As soon as his words fell, the Hellboys who had completed their prayers began to distribute the slices of meat, while loudly reminding the slaves to get on the boat in order, otherwise any movement would be executed;

　　

　　 began to guide the slaves to board the wooden boat in batches with the handymen.

　　

Soon the middle-aged middle-aged man and the unyielding young man who walked at the front of the team received the slices of meat, and the neatly arranged team slowly walked to the river, and when they gorged on the roasted meat and moved towards the vast future, Zhang Lisheng had already Boarded the flagship of the Landman Caravan and was chatting on the deck with Vitas, who claimed the brutality of the Wuli soldiers a few hours ago.

　　

"I am a scholar, and the best morality in my body is the spirit of science, and the core of the spirit of science is to make assumptions boldly and carefully verify them." In the sunset technique of rendering the whole sea red, the young man talked happily: "So I I want to get in touch with the tribal leader from the sea of'Nursing Wave' and go to that magical place to verify some evolutionary assumptions I made before.

　　

In fact, this is a thing that is also beneficial to your loyal family. Mr. Vitas, while I strive for biological research opportunities in the most mysterious area of ​​the Hell Islands, you will also consolidate and consolidate His friendship""

　　

"Oh, Mr. Li Sheng," Vitas interrupted his words when he heard Zhang Lisheng's tumultuous smile, but he didn't move, "Compared with the man from the'Nursing Sea, the native leader strengthened his friendship, I value the importance of being your friend."

　　

　　 said that the smart and hypocritical businessman pointed to the fleet around him. "For a businessman, nothing is so good and attractive."

　　

　　The young man froze for a few seconds, and suddenly lost his smile: "Well, Vitas is born, as long as I can see the native aristocrat in the sea of ​​wrath, you will get my friendship and real benefits.

　　

　　 But can you ask how do you know that I have quite a position in the Wuli tribe, Lu Qi relies on me to get the right to trade, this matter is hard to imagine? "

　　

"Very simple," the black-haired youth in front of him admits his speculation without any excuse, and Vitas immediately changed his name, "The Hell Tribe who trades with the caravan can eat one at a time, 25,000 A slave, the scale must be very large, and Mr. Lu Qi is a scammer who can only boast about it, and actually does not have much talent.

　　

The story you said was originally a hard laborer, and later came to a comfortable life after meeting him. The story of freely studying animals on the island sounds reasonable and reasonable, but it can't bear to think about it. One is that such a powerful tribe Taking into account the feelings of mainland merchants who come to trade, they are barbaric but not stupid, knowing who is asking for this matter.

　　

　　 The second is Luci's stingy character and financial resources that only live by his mouth. Even if the indigenous people care about his feelings, he can never pay any price for a scholar who has just met to live a good life.

　　

There are also six middle-aged people with a false expression on their faces all the time with a sincere smile, "How can your confidence and the confidence shown by the expression that is always unbearable and humble can be possessed by an ordinary scholar?" .

　　

Finally, it is not unimaginable for a land man to receive noble courtesy in the Hell Tribe. In some secret circles, there are quite a few ancient land people who have given precious things to the leaders of the barbarian tribes. , And the protagonists of these stories are mostly scholars like you.

　　

　　 After all, useful knowledge is the most precious treasure everywhere, isn't it? "

　　

"I handed over to the Wuli people a lot of the'most precious treasures' that you said, so they called them the "wise men"." After listening to Vitas' long speech, Zhang Lisheng's face showed an admiring expression, "Remember this Route, meet my requirements, you can trade alone with the natives here.

　　

　　 For businessmen, are two sources more secure than one? "

　　

　　 "This is of course," Vitas replied politely and bowed: "Please rest assured that I will make you get what you want in the shortest time, sir.

　　

　　 "Then we have to wait and see." Qing Xiannian smiled slightly, looking at the direction of the far mainland, and whispered.

　　

After the two reached a consensus in three words, Wu Li Shenyi felt very ecstatic because he confirmed that Hein Haiman City actually lived with a native leader from the raging sea area. He ordered the Wu Li head people to continue the war. Prepare, be sure to take out the strongest strength of the tribe, and at the right opportunity to cross the sea and expedite to conquer the'Nursing Sea' in one fell swoop;

　　

　　Vitas, who is an agent of a powerful family in the state of Katman, is very excited to find a new route that flows with gold. In his spare time, he always tries his best to befriend Zhang Lisheng.

　　

　　Comparing their happy mood~lightnovelpub.net~ When Lucy knew that Vitas had actually seen through his little tricks, after a conversation, Zhang Lisheng's trade promise was made and he couldn't help getting angry.

　　

It is a pity that for this shell merchant who got trade privileges on the Hell Island only by the Wuli deity, and on the land, both wealth and power are far below the family loyal to Vitas, there is nothing to do except anger. In the end, before thinking about it, I only wanted to be careful at the end, lest others would see my dissatisfaction, so that the benefits obtained would become empty.

　　

　　 The time passed by day by day, the Landman Caravan ‘unloaded, it took only half a day, and it took a full half a month to choose Scorpio specialty to ship.

　　

　　Vitas, who repeatedly promised to make Zhang Lisheng's wish as soon as possible, seemed extremely patient when picking the goods. After all, he risked his life to travel across the waters of Hell, how could he not maximize the benefits at the critical moment.

　　

Finally, before the trade winds facing south at sea, the fleet’s cargo warehouses were filled with valuable wood, mines, beast skins, and pickled ingredients with special functions. Satisfied merchants no longer delayed, After presenting many flashy gifts from the leaders of the Wuli tribe who helped them pick the goods, they set sail with surprise and left Scorpion Island. "To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come (m) to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation. For mobile phone users, please read at m. 『【This text is brought to you by the sailing update team@`豆豆椒吧@TB小红鸡@神韵有意@小乐鸡@神兽导师 Provided by]