"Okay, get up."

Luo Ji, sitting on the throne, gently raised his hand and motioned to get everyone up.

After getting up, Luo Cheng and Luo Yong tacitly stood on both sides of the temple.

As a translator, Iikokawa is naturally standing under the throne of Luo.

At once, the central government left only the two barbarians and the soldiers responsible for their escort.

At this moment, Luo Ji’s line of sight naturally concentrated on the two barbarians.

For the character of these two barbarians, he can be said to have a simple understanding.

Harold, whose character is relatively violent and irritable, is not enough.

Instead, it is next to Hill.

This woman is quite calm from beginning to end.

It is enough to see that this is a person who will go through the brain when doing things.

This time I want to talk to him about the conditions, and in all likelihood, this woman named Hill is coming up.

While Luo is looking at her, Hill is also looking at Luo.

To be honest, Hill didn't think about it.

The ruler of this southerner is too weak to be too weak.

People like this are estimated to survive three days in their northern tribes...

However, the reality is that this man sits high above the throne and is revered by the people of the South as the emperor.

Even the man who could withstand Harold without a single hand, had to bow down in front of him.

Although the two sides are reminiscent of each other, at the moment, they occupy the absolute dominance of Luo, and obviously there is no comparison with them.

Just listen to his rather simple opening...

"In the report that was sent, you said that you have what I want in your hand, you can say it now."

While the calm voice rang in the glimpse of the temple, Luo Ji’s deep scorpion had fallen to Hill’s body.

I was looked at by these eyes, and I thought that Luo Ji lived in the northern tribe for three days.

At this time, the heart actually produced an inexplicable pressure.

Although the sound is calm, it reveals an unquestionable and unstoppable hegemony.

At this moment, Hill made it clear that this seemingly weak man is probably more powerful than she imagined.

The huge psychological pressure made the plan in Hill's mind completely messed up.

A mouth, already smashed his own card...

"The kind of weapon that you southerners use, I know where there are similar materials."

In Hill's opinion, the weapon is never too much.

Therefore, the materials used to make weapons naturally have a high value.

In her hands, it is really useless, but it is a baby in the hands of this man.

After listening to the translation of Mezichuan, Luo Ji’s eyes flashed a bit of thought.

It is not a rare thing to have ore resources in the bitter cold.

At present, there are five or six copper veins in the Wanzhou civilization, and there are more other veins.

The supply of the mine is sufficient to support the needs of an entire world of civilizations.

However, the mineral veins are not infinite, and sooner or later there will be hollowing out.

In other words, more is better.

At this point, Luo Ji was also slightly a bit of interest.

Just listen to the calm voice and ring again...

"So, what do you want to exchange for this information from me?"

While asking this sentence, Luo Ji’s eyes flashed a hint of concealing drama.

When I heard the translation of Mezikawa and learned that his condition had worked, Hill had a ecstasy in his heart.

I didn’t even notice the hidden expression of Luo Ji’s.

Subconsciously, you have to say your own requirements.

The result came to my lips, as if she realized what she was, her expression was suddenly stiff.

According to her original vision, it is natural to use this resource information in exchange for freedom, even the freedom of an entire tribe.

But at this moment, Hill is lost.

Because she suddenly realized something.

That is, even if she really exchanges her freedom, what can she do?

In the south, the behemoth of Wannian civilization is directly pressed here.

Even if she is free, she does not think she has the ability to compete with this monster.

If you can't compete, you can only retire.

But the situation in the bitter cold of the north is clearer than anyone else.

The day of the natural disaster is approaching.

At this time, I will return to the North. In the face of the upcoming Scourge, in the absence of food and camps, are they not dead?

Hill, aware of this, suddenly sinks into his heart.

If you are hard to come, you will swallow it again.

"I want to think about it."

In a word, Harold suddenly changed his face.

This is not the same as they said at first!

He just wanted to say something, but he was stopped by Hill.

Harold at this time, the heart is also a tangled.

With a faint complexion, Harold finally bit his teeth...

"I believe you once."

In addition, it seems that there is no other way, after all, he is now a prisoner of the Wanxiang civilization.

I can only hope for Hill.

On the other hand, after hearing the translation of Mezikawa, Luo Ji was also slightly browed, and his heart was slightly unexpected.

He originally thought that the other party would ask for a 'freedom' or release them.

The result is actually to think about it?

This can't help but let Luo Ji answer the same time ~lightnovelpub.net~ began to re-examine Hill standing below.

The barbarian leader of this northern tribe may be slightly smarter than he expected.

The so-called freedom, in fact, does not have any practical significance in this case.

He’s surrendered to him, staying in the Wanjie civilization, and living a path.

But if they want that freedom...

While they left the territory of the world of civilizations.

Luo Ji does not need to do anything, and the subsequent winter can make them at least half of the entire tribe.

It is not because the barbarians of the northern tribes have weak viability.

It is because the resources on this whole piece of land have basically been occupied by the Wanzhou civilization of Luo Ji.

The vast majority of thousands of people, under the premise of basically no resources for you to obtain, let your wilderness survivability is useless.

At this time, Hill seems to be aware of this.

"How to do?"

At this time, Hill only feels that the brain is more and more chaotic. "Or else, use these resources to exchange status?"

Upon reading this, Hill subconsciously glanced at Luo Cheng, who stood on the side of the temple.

Under the man's hand, there are hundreds of soldiers riding strange strange beasts.

In the 10,000-world civilization, there is no doubt that it has a low status.

But how important military power is, no doubt.

When she first came, she wanted to exchange resource information for military rights. The other party might not accept it.

She needs an identity that will allow the other party to answer, but also to protect their status, and even have the opportunity to gain military power!

Between the thoughts flying around, looking at the man sitting high above the throne, Hill made a decision...

"I think so, I want you to be my man!"