A Different Life as a Demon

"Think about it... Silly boy..."

The words of five claws exploded in the tiger's brain.

He deduced it several times in his heart. If wood turns against him, what advantage does he have?

I'm sure I can't fight. I'm not good at playing with my brain. Besides, the support rate of warriors in the tribe seems to be wood's popularity.

He usually sees it in his eyes. Some slaves and attendants have great respect for wood. This is a kind of respect from the heart, not like five claws. Others respect because of fear.

For a time, the tiger was a little unstable because of fear.

He felt that he was caught in a huge trap. If he didn't have five claws to remind him that he wanted to be the leader himself, he seemed to have no way or ability to stop it.

"Tiger, have you figured it out?" Five claws stared at the tiger and said.

"I... I want to be clear. After using wood to solve the tribal crisis this time, I will end him." The tiger swallowed a mouthful of water and said.

"Then I'm relieved. Tiger, I know you hate me in your heart. Why did you hate me for taking sides with the axe in those days? But don't forget, I'm the leader, followed by you a da. I want to think about the future of the tribe, you know?"

"I know, I know, not angry."

Five claws breathed a sigh of relief, "let others in, and I'll tell you something at last."

"Yes, ADA."

Soon, Daniel, pheasant, and other children and wives of Wuzhao came in.

A large group of elders and warriors who are usually valued by the five claws also crowded in.

Five claws told them one by one. What they said was nothing more than hoping that they could help the tiger and develop the tribe well.

Three days later, the five claws finally couldn't support it and left.

He walked peacefully, leaving quietly in the middle of the night.

Hu really cried at this time. Wang Zhong thought he should really cry this time. After all, he cried very sad.

So he estimated that Wuzhao should have brainwashed the tiger before he died.

Tiger, who has no brain, is easily brainwashed sometimes.

What worries him is that the tiger's eyes have changed recently. After all, the tiger can't hide things in his heart. He used to drink and eat meat with himself, but now he is basically wooing other elders and warriors.

So Wang Zhong concluded that the Tiger now wants to seize power and really concentrate its power in its own hands.

However, it doesn't matter to Wang Chong. Now that five claws are dead, the tribe has internal and external troubles, and the people below are panicked. Everyone is afraid that they don't have enough to eat. If the tiger wants to seize power, it also needs to have that ability.

"My goal is to unify the wasteland. Now I'm eighteen years old, so I can't wait any longer."

Wang Chong took the goat milk wine in his hand and slightly dumped it on the ground: "tiger, sorry, sooner or later, we will have the opposite purpose."

Yes, Wang Chong is not ready to wait.

He hasn't done it before because the five claws are so powerful that people in the tribe obey him.

But now that he's gone, he has no worries behind him.

After five claws left, the tiger held a three-day funeral for five claws.

The funeral was still carried out in the rain. There was no way. The rain was particularly heavy this year, and there was no place to store water in the whole wasteland. The following people were upset, and even many cattle and sheep died.

The day after the funeral, the tiger called the elders for a meeting.

"We all know the current situation. The lack of food in the tribe will not last this year, and there will be less food next year. What good ideas can you say?" The tiger looked at the crowd and asked.

"Six claws, I think, organize a group of famine slaves to go out and look for herds. As long as we find the herds, we will round up and arrest them, and we will survive this year. Next year, the rainy season stops, and we will find a way." An old man over half a hundred said.

"I've looked for it before, and the herds have migrated." Tiger shook his head slightly and denied the proposal.

"Then simply enter the jungle. Although there are many fierce wolves and beasts, we are not afraid." A strong elder said without fear.

"If there are too many crises in the jungle during the rainy season and the casualties of warriors are too large, it will have a great impact on the foundation of the tribe." The tiger frowned.

"That's not good, that's not good, boss, you say, do as you say." A warrior dominates the airway.

"Wood, didn't you say you had an idea before?" The king of the tiger Dynasty said with great hope.

Everyone looked at Wang Zhong, which was recognized as the smartest wood in the tribe, so everyone expected a lot of him.

"Six claws, let me calculate the difficulties we have encountered at present."

Wang Chong nodded slightly to the crowd, "first, food. Second, housing."

"It's easy to solve the problem of housing. It can save a lot of space for the slaves to live in the place of their servants."

"Next is the grain. I have roughly calculated before that our surplus grain can last for three months. Plus the cattle and sheep in the tribe, there is a surplus grain for half a year, so the situation is not a crisis."

"Wood, what are you talking about? Although there is surplus grain, it is not sown now. What about next year?"

"Yes, besides, who will have babies after the cattle and sheep are eaten?"

Everyone began to talk about it, and raised questions about Wang Zhong one after another.

Wang Chong shook his head and said, "I haven't finished speaking. Why are you interrupting?"

His voice was so loud that he scared everyone at once. Seeing this, he strengthened tiger's determination to kill Wang Zhong.

"Listen, I said that my grain can be maintained for the time being, which doesn't mean that I don't want to find a way. My way is to feed the war with war!"

"Make war by fighting?" The tiger frowned.

"I sent my attendants to observe these days. There are other tribes living in our east, West, North and south. These tribes are about the same size as us, and the situation is even more similar. They also suffered from rain disasters. My preliminary estimation is that they must also face the same food crisis as us."

Wang Zhong said, taking out a piece of fur.

The sheepskin was cleaned, and the back was smooth and tidy, but Wang Chong drew a map with white chalk.

"This is a map centered on us. I have drawn it myself. I have calculated that at present, everyone has a few months' grain storage, but once the grain storage is finished, these tribes will certainly not wait to die. The greatest possibility is to attack each other and grab food!"

"Wood, you mean, start a war?" The tiger reacted with worry in his eyes.

He has just become a six claw, and he has not enjoyed his wealth and wealth. He immediately launched a war. What if he was defeated?

Others are also worried.

People here are used to enjoying it. When the leader is unwilling to fight, who is willing to fight with his head on.

"Yes, to wage war, because if we don't fight, these tribes will attack sooner or later, so we have to strike first."

Wang Zhong solemnly shouted, "six claws, I am willing to lead warriors to attack."

Different demon life