totem god system

Chapter 378
Back in the tent, Xiaobai began to count with his fingers. The grassland is gradually unfolding. The Red-Maned Ritual Horse Tribe is not so much Red-Maned Ritual Horse. The title of the caravan is actually an ally of the forest tribe.

The place of rise has also begun to change, the trading place has changed from one to three, and the old trading place Yishi Valley is entering a state of depression, and the number of people going there has begun to decrease.

The tribes of the gods under Xiaobai's command gathered around the Samsara tribe, faintly forming the embryonic form of a city-state. The gathering of a large number of people led to the prosperity of trade, and it was already able to compete with the Yishi Valley.

The construction of Shanshi Fort has gathered a population of one million, and it has become a new market with a considerable flow of people.

Trade has always been a key item that Xiaobai pays attention to. It can be said that whether a power is strong can be known by looking at the trade situation.

Hey, did you forget something?
Xiaobai rolled his eyes and thought about it for a while, and finally remembered Li, emmm... Well, a while ago, in order to make a piano bow for sitting on the ground, he had completely forgotten about the use of Li to envoy Chinora.

But counting the time, Li should be far away from Chinola, so there is no need to worry too much, just let him do whatever he wants, if there is any trouble, he will contact him, Xiaobai thought happily.

Life suddenly became boring, with nothing to do every day, watching the knights practicing fighting skills, watching Murgan practice sitting on the piano bow, and holding meetings with the gods from time to time, this seems to be all that Xiaobai has been doing recently up.

so boring!

No wonder gods always like to sleep, what else can they do without sleep?

They are not emperors in the world, they are centralized, and there are always things that cannot be dealt with, nor are they tribal chiefs, who are responsible for the affairs of a tribe.

There are only two tasks of the gods, one is to point out the general direction, and the other is to protect the tribe from being violated, and the other things are purely hobbies.

Xiao Bai is not a god who likes to sleep, he feels that his life should not be wasted in sleep, um, so should we do something?

For example, take the knights for a walk in the grasslands and wilderness, and bring back some slaves.

These are just thoughts. Xiaobai believes that if he proposes to go to the wilderness at this time, the knights will definitely scream. These guys are all suffocated, but the problem lies with Xiaobai himself. What should I do if it appears again, then I will really give myself a cool song.

Eh?
Xiaobai suddenly thought of a person, Ji Ze, the emissary of the caravan!
Sitting up from the tent, Xiaobai's eyes lit up, yes, Ji Ze is still there, talk to him, learn more about the grassland, and listen to the story.

Xiaobai stood up and asked the wilderness slave to ask. Ji Ze still lives in the original tent, eats delicious food, doesn't want to run away, and lives quietly every day.

Xiaobai nodded, walked to Ji Ze's tent, and walked in with the curtain lifted.

"Master, master!" Seeing Xiaobai coming in, Ji Ze immediately got up and knelt down in front of Xiaobai.

During this period of time, he was also tortured enough. Since being branded a slave by Xiaobai, Ji Ze felt that his life was bleak.

Originally, it meant that I would be treated the same as those wilderness people. I didn’t expect that Xiaobai hadn’t been here since that day, and no one came to assign him a job. Even when he stepped out of the tent and wanted to go to work, they refused to let him Back to the tent.

He could not leave his tent, said the Wilderness Slaves who kept him.

The food has not been cut off every day, and he has not been tied up, but he is very boring. No matter what he says to the slave in the wilderness, they ignore him and just throw him in the tent by himself.

This feeling was very maddening. For half a month, no one could speak, and he couldn't leave the tent. He didn't know what happened outside, and he didn't know why Xiaobai didn't come to see him.

Yoshizawa felt like he was going crazy for half a month.

Could this be the latest torture method of the Red Maned Horse Tribe?

Ji Ze's heart is broken. He already has the brand of a slave. Knowing Xiaobai's strength, he will never run away. There is no need to treat him like this.

How could Ji Ze think that this is not a method of torture at all, it is just because Xiaobai has forgotten him...

Yoshizawa, who had nothing to do at first, suddenly saw Xiaobai, tears filled his eyes, and finally came to find himself.

"Have you been doing well recently?" Xiaobai asked standing in front of Ji Ze.

"Master, I know I'm wrong, please forgive me." Ji Ze burst into tears, he didn't want to be alone anymore, he was so lonely.

Xiaobai didn't know what Yoshizawa was thinking in his heart, and looked at Yoshizawa with a confused face, what happened in the past half a month?
However, this is a good thing, Xiaobai nodded and said: "Well, it's good to know that you are wrong, come, tell me about the grassland."

"What happened to the grassland?" Ji Ze asked in a daze.

"Just say what you have, I want to know more." Xiaobai waved his hands and sat down cross-legged: "Red Mane Yanglie and the others know too little."

"Master, what exactly do you want to know?" Xiaobai's words made Ji Ze unable to answer. The grassland has grown so big that no one can say that they know everything about the grassland, let alone Ji Ze.

"Just talk about the caravan, I'm still very curious." Xiaobai thought for a while and said.

"The caravan..." Ji Ze nodded: "The caravan has been established for a long time, and no one knows how many members there are."

"It's over?" Xiaobai couldn't help asking after waiting for a long time to see that Ji Ze didn't continue.

"It's over." Ji Ze nodded seriously.

"Do you believe it when I beat you to death?" Xiaobai raised his hand and said, "What's the difference between what you said and what you didn't say? Tell me more specifically."

"Oh oh." Ji Ze pondered for a while, and then said: "In fact, everything in the grassland has something to do with the caravan. The caravan has long established the current grassland."

"Go on." Xiaobai straightened up.

"Take the grassland as an example. Where there is a grassland, it is all wilderness. Everyone is not unified, they work in their own way, and there is no connection with each other. The horse gods at that time were not as powerful as they are now." Ji Ze recalled, Of course, he has never experienced these things, and they were all told to them by the elders as stories: "Later, for the common benefit of everyone, the caravan was established, in order to raise more people and produce more war horses, so the With the saying of grassland, the tribe draws the size of the grassland according to the strength, population and the number of war horses."

"No, according to what you said, can a small tribe like the Red Maned Horse have such a large pasture?" Xiaobai asked suspiciously.

The red-maned horse tribe's grassland is not too small. According to Ji Ze, the red-maned horse tribe shouldn't have such a large grassland.

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