Chase the future leader of the tribe in two steps [gl]

Sure enough, after announcing that the redemption of slaves was mandatory, many warriors showed dissatisfaction.

"If there are no slaves to serve, why are warriors called warriors?" One person asked Lottie loudly.

Wei Li's eyes lit up, he knew this question.In order not to be driven to work in such a cruel way, Wei Li took a step forward before Luo Ti could speak, and refuted the man righteously: "Warrior, what is a warrior? A brave warrior is a warrior. A real warrior can fight for the tribe Dedicating one's own life with one's clan, one cannot be called a warrior without being surrounded by a bunch of slaves."

Wei Li looked at him disdainfully, and said, "I have hands and feet, and I can't do any work. How easy it is to live alone." As he spoke, he winked at Luo Ti vigorously, as if to say, Boss look at me, I What a worry-free little brother.

Feng Qin stood on the sidelines, no matter how much you cheer, the work still has to be done.

After whispering for a while, someone asked again: "What if you refuse to hand over your slave?"

Luo Ti's expression was calm, she raised her eyelids, she seemed to glance at someone in the crowd, and it seemed that no one looked at them, but everyone felt that the eyes were on her.

She said: "Then congratulations, you not only lost all the slaves, but also lost the food you should have."

"It's not fair!" An angry voice came, but the person who said it was timid, only dared to hide behind, and dared not stand up.

"You have enjoyed the treatment of a warrior, so you must obey the orders of the tribe." Luo Ti's face was serious, beyond doubt.

This time, the focus was not only that all the private slaves belonged to the tribe, but Luo Ti also focused on the welfare of the warriors.

The word "welfare" was also used by Song Fei, and Luo Ti thought it was very appropriate.

In the past, the warriors who participated in the hunting could get half of the prey with the tribe, and they could give priority to selection. When they performed particularly well, they could get a whole prey.

And the wild fruits returned by the collecting troops will have the best portion for the warriors to taste. In the tribe, the status of warriors is extraordinary.After all, they bear the heaviest responsibilities: hunting and guarding.

Song Fei found that the benefits given to the warriors were always very confusing. Although the meat and fruit harvested each time were not the same, the rewards seemed to be not only related to the abilities of the warriors, but also depended on the popularity of a certain warrior.

Warriors who have more friends to support them often get the best food and hides.That's why Darren and Lovey always have their own clique.

Song Fei complained: "Xiao Ai, what world are these materials collected from, can't everyone be more honest?"

Xiao Ai was fooling around and whistled: "No way." The host's love path was unexpectedly smooth. If the tribe's development is also so smooth, how interesting is this game.

In Song Fei's proposal, the warriors' abilities are comprehensively evaluated and divided into first-level, second-level and third-level warriors. The higher the level, the better the benefits. It is the top of the pyramid, which is responsible for managing the three-level warriors and has the greatest power.

"But how can we ensure that we have enough food and animal skins as welfare for the warriors?" Feng Qin thinks this idea is very good, but the harvest is different every day. The little priest's proposal is to provide the warriors with a fixed basket of rice and a basket Things like dried fruit cannot be guaranteed now.

Song Fei smiled slightly: "In the past few days, I have figured out the growth of rice. The area around the Husi tribe is very suitable for rice planting, and we can use it as a backup granary. I have observed the environment of our tribe and found that the river in the east Next to it, it can be planted with a little tidying up." At this time, she glanced at Mingkong, and it would be even better if Mingkong could see the "fire of life" of plants someday in the future.

As long as Mingkong can see the fire, he can use the blessing spell to make the fire burn more vigorously. Dying animals can stand up and continue fighting. What about the growing plants, even if they are not in a very suitable place, can they still thrive?

Moreover, when Song Fei planned the rice field, she also planned the planting area. Only relying on the wild fruits growing wantonly in the forest could not satisfy the increasingly powerful Ma Yi.

Recently, she analyzed with the people from the collection team, selected four fruit trees and shrubs with good taste, large fruit yield, and easy growth, cleaned up the places around them, and prepared to plant them on a large scale in a targeted manner. Deep in the woods, but closer to the periphery, water is guaranteed and not dangerous.

During this period, Song Fei found a kind of shrub that bears small fruits but tastes good. The most wonderful thing is that the branches are full of thorns, which can be planted around the place where the fruit tree area meets the forest as a barrier.

On the other hand, when Luo Ti first went hunting, Song Fei repeatedly asked her to bring back the cubs of edible animals when she saw them.

Lottie disagreed at first, and the cubs could not be killed or eaten, otherwise there would be fewer prey in the coming spring.

Song Fei poked her on the head, and finally once said that Luo Ti was stupid.

"We bring the cubs back and raise them ourselves, both male and female. When they grow up and give birth to cubs, won't we have meat all the time?"

It was this beautiful scene that attracted Lottie, not only agreed to help Song Fei capture cubs or animals that were about to grow up, but also agreed to the classification of warriors and the benefits of classification.

"We will always have something to eat in the future." Song Fei added silently in her heart, as long as everyone is hardworking and willing to work, as long as there are no natural disasters and man-made disasters, as long as Ming Kong can see the fire of life of plants quickly.

Of course, when it was finally announced, the guaranteed benefits were not as good as what Song Fei said. Luo Ti and Feng Qin were really afraid of ruining the tribe, but in addition to the fixed things that can be distributed, the troop that goes out hunting can get an extra [-]%. Harvest.

"If you always disobey my orders, maybe I will think about whether you are suitable to be Mayi warriors." The implication is that if you want to keep your slaves, you may be kicked out of the warrior team.

The benefits are stipulated, and by the way, the review standards for the warriors are also stipulated.Regardless of men and women, if you want to become a first-level warrior, you need to be over 14 years old and get the guarantee of at least one second-level warrior before you can apply to the leader. Of course, when the leader is busy and has no time to deal with it, there will be two third-level warriors. After passing all the warrior assessments, he will officially become a first-level warrior.The same is true for the second level, but the consent of three third-level warriors is required.The third-level warriors are voted by all the warriors below, and finally decided by the leader.

After explaining everything clearly, those who shouted to keep the slaves gradually silenced.The food and animal skins that can be obtained on a fixed basis, and you can get some more every time you go hunting, this is a wonderful idea that some beautiful, beautiful, intelligent and charming priest came up with.

In this way, it seems that it is better to hand over the few slaves who can work but also have to eat.And the priest said that if something really happened, they could use food and items to hire them to work.

Luo Ti saw all the changes in everyone's expressions. After a while, she and Song Fei looked at each other, and they both smiled, knowing that it was over.

Wei Li was pulled by Feng Qin to bring a basket of unhulled rice to the front. He hammered his waist and complained seemingly unintentionally: "Sister Feng Qin, why is this basket worse than the previous ones?" Heavy, I'm exhausted."

Everyone's ears perked up, and looking again, this bamboo basket seems to be bigger than others...

Those who were still hesitating immediately did not hesitate anymore, and they all pushed their slaves to the front: "I'll change, I'll change, I want that basket..."

"I came first, I should choose first, that basket of rice is mine!"

Wei Li was dizzy by the people rushing forward, even if he was strong and strong, he couldn't bear it. Looking back, Feng Qin had already jumped to the side of Luo Ti and the others, where the leader and the priest stood, but no one dared to squeeze .

He wants to cry but has no tears. Do you have the heart to help me like this?

"Stop squeezing! If you squeeze again, the rice will be sprinkled!" Wei Li said heartbreakingly.

Under Luo Ti's majesty, the scene was under control, Song Fei asked them to line up one by one, Drizzle nodded, and Wei Li Heitu was responsible for moving the things to the side for the warriors who came.

But under Song Fei's intentional or unintentional reminder, a group of half-grown teenagers, especially Husi's, stood aside and waited.

After counting the food he got, the smiling warrior found that without the slaves, it was difficult to take the food home at once, and he was afraid of being taken away by others. At this moment, the boys and girls came forward and asked if they needed help to move the food. All you need is a handful of dried fruit.

The rich warriors would even bring out some jerky, much to the delight of the kids.

There were more and more people standing behind, most of them were uneasy, some had twinkles in their eyes, and some had gloomy and unhappy faces.

Song Fei thought, from now on, Ma Yi will have no slaves.

"Everyone, let's make way, let's make way!" There was commotion from behind the team, many people were angry and complained one after another.

"What's wrong?" Song Fei searched for the sound and found that it was the thin man in the morning.

When the man saw Song Fei, he rubbed his hands, his face was a little embarrassed, but when he saw the baskets of food in the front, he showed a greedy look.

"Little priest, I brought my slave here to exchange things." He smiled shyly, but he still stood still.

Someone nearby shouted: "Fu Er, you are too wicked, you slave is going to die."

Fu Er tilted his head and poohed: "Your slave just died, don't talk nonsense!"

He turned back to look at Song Fei: "Little priest, my slave was injured a little bit, it's nothing serious."

Song Fei pushed him away, and saw a dying person lying on the ground, her exposed face showed that this person was no longer young, her eyes were closed, her expression was painful.

Song Fei squatted down to check carefully, and found that her whole body was extremely hot. Then she opened the animal skin, and there was a large wound, and the wound had begun to rot.In order to make her look more energetic, the man specially used a piece of animal skin to cover the wound, and wiped her body with water, but it didn't smell after all.

Song Fei looked very ugly after reading it.

The man felt guilty, afraid that Song Fei would not change, so he stuck his neck and said, "She is just a bit older, and her injuries are slow to heal. The little priest raised her, so she can still do some work."

The onlookers couldn't see it, and laughed at the man: "If it's easy to raise her, why don't you raise her well!"

"Let's give up, little priest, this slave is about to die, it's not worth saving."

Perhaps hearing the word "death", the woman lying on the ground opened her eyes. Her pupils were extremely pale, her brows were tightly furrowed, her eyes were loose, and she seemed to be unable to hold on.

But that breath couldn't be swallowed no matter what, the woman stretched out her hand to Song Fei: "...help me..."