Traveling through ancient times: Savages are hungry for food

The sea area where Sirius is staying is not within the territory of any tribe.

But how could the coastal tribes tolerate such a powerful and brutal uninvited guest?

Stopping at the place where they were fed and clothed?

The leader of the Qingzhu tribe, Si, had a fierce look on his face and asked in an aggressive tone with a rude expression.

"Chief Lei, what are you bringing your people here for?"

Lei was naturally not polite either.

Said in a deep voice.

"There's no obligation to report this to Chief Si."

Si's expression became even more ferocious, as if he was angered by Lei's words that just disregarded his dignity.

"oh ?

The Sirius Tribe, more than twenty sunsets away, suddenly arrived at our seaside, bringing three hundred men with them...

Why, can’t we small tribes even ask a question?”

Lei Yi's expression remained calm.

He replied calmly, "Chief Si is joking.

The Sirius tribe came to the coast with no ill intentions and naturally would not pose any threat to the coastal tribes.

Qingzhu tribe, just relax."

The leader Si on the opposite side was even more impatient.

His face looked very ugly and he said angrily.

"Relax? How can you ask us to relax?

Who doesn't know that your Tianlang tribe has expanded from a tribe of about 80 people to over a thousand in just six months?

Now he has brought 300 people to the coast without making any noise, and you still want us to relax?

Who knows if we will become the prey of the Sirius?

"Chief Tianlang, if you don't give us a reasonable explanation for this matter, don't blame us from the Yanhe Tribe for not treating Tianlang well!"

Lei still looked indifferent.

He didn't take Si's anger seriously at all.

"Oh? Chief Si, do you really want to hear what we, the Tianlang, are doing here?"

Lei asked with a hint of amusement.

Si Ziran was furious and said, "Of course!"

Lei didn't keep the secret any longer.

Say it solemnly.

"We just come to the seaside to make salt.

It won't threaten the safety of your tribe! Chief Si, rest assured."

The Qingzhu tribe heard this.

It exploded directly.

"What? Did I hear that correctly?

Making salt? The Tianlang Tribe is here to make salt?"

“How could they possibly make salt?

This is something only our ancestors from the coastal tribes, who have lived and settled there for many years, have figured out!"

"No, no, no, I don't believe it. This is absolutely impossible!"

“But Lei didn’t look like he was joking.

Besides, it's obvious that they're going to live in these things for a long time."

……

Si didn't say a word.

But he dug his knuckles into his palms tightly, his Adam's apple rolled violently, and his sight seemed to be pulled by an invisible thread, fixed on Lei's face, as if he was trying to see whether Lei was lying or not.

Fine beads of cold sweat oozed out of his forehead, slid down his temples into his collar, and made him shiver.

He subconsciously raised his hand and pressed it to his throbbing temple. His fingertips felt a burning sensation and he realized that he had been holding his breath for a long time. It felt like a ball of water-soaked cotton was stuffed in his chest, making it painful and stuffy.

Ke Lei's face was frank and his expression was resolute.

It seems that what was said is true!

He began to think about what Lei had just said.

He just promised not to pose a threat to the safety of the coastal tribes.

But it didn't say that it wouldn't threaten the interests of the coastal tribes!

He knew very well that once the Tianlang tribe successfully produced salt here.

that……

What will it represent?

Will the coastal tribes’ dominant voice in this land come to an end?

Do not!

impossible!

The coastal tribes cannot end, nor can they be replaced!

They must be stopped!

His nails were almost digging into his flesh, but he only felt a chill crawling up his spine from the soles of his feet, and his fingertips began to numb from the cold.