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Basically, the Nata tribe follows the same rules: collective labor, and food is distributed jointly.

That's how a proper tribe is, and that's how a bandit tribe is too.

The only difference is that the food of a proper tribe comes from labor, while the food of a bandit tribe comes from robbery and labor.

Moreover, bandit tribes have another rule due to the instability of their members:

If a bandit who goes out to rob does not return within 10 days, food distribution will be stopped. And if this bandit has family, his family will be assigned to other bandits.

"Okay, I understand, thank you, Uncle!" The boy bowed politely.

"Well! It's noon now, let's go, I'll take you to get food and meet the chief." The bearded man led him towards the center of the tribe.

The reason he was so enthusiastic was, of course, not because he was a good person. But he was planning to find a way to trick the bronze sword from the boy's hands.

The boy was willing to stay here, of course, because he wanted to take this tribe for himself.

As the saying goes, skill breeds courage. After discovering that he was incredibly strong, he became bolder.

"Chief, these two are A'Lao's relatives, here to collect his food on his behalf." The bearded man introduced after seeing the chief.

The chief of the tribe was a middle-aged man with a scar on his face, looking fierce and menacing.

"A'Lao's relatives? When did this kid have relatives?" The chief asked, sitting on a stone bench and squinting.

"I'm not sure. We'll know when he comes back and we ask him," the bearded man replied.

"How many days has A'Lao been out?" the chief asked.

"Two days," the bearded man replied.

"Uncle has been out for two days? He hasn't returned for so long, could something have happened?" the boy interjected.

The chief and the bearded man both looked at the boy, revealing a profound expression.

Under normal circumstances, when going out to rob, as long as you don't run into a tough opponent, there won't be any accidents.

Moreover, they have hardly ever encountered any tough opponents.

Therefore, they didn't think anything could happen to A'Lao.

The boy asking such a question out of concern would make them more believe his identity.

"Boy, what's your name?" the chief asked.

"My name is A'Diao," the boy replied.

"Well, a very domineering name. Where did the sword on your body come from?" the chief asked.

"This is A'Ba's," the boy lied.

"Where is your A'Ba?" the chief asked.

"A'Ba was killed, so I brought my sister to find Uncle," the boy replied.

Here, it was normal for tribes to kill and be killed, so the chief didn't suspect anything and continued to ask:

"You plan to take revenge?"

"Of course, I want to take revenge!" the boy replied with utmost certainty.

"Haha, you have guts! Since you want to take revenge, hurry up and grow up! In the future, you and your sister will stay in our tribe, and after you learn the skills, go back," the chief said with a smile.

"Chief, are you willing to take us in?" the boy asked happily.

If he could be legitimately taken in and become a member of the tribe, it would be much more convenient than living under someone else's roof.

After all, A'Lao was already dead. If he stayed here as a relative, it definitely wouldn't last long. After ten days, he wouldn't be able to get food.

If he became a member of the tribe, the situation would be completely different.

"Chief, isn't this not so good? They are still children, raising them will consume a lot of food," the bearded man's face was a little unsightly.

If the boy became a member of the tribe, he wouldn't be able to trick him out of his bronze sword.

The chief glanced at the bearded man without saying anything.

A'Diao quickly said to prove himself:

"Chief, don't look down on me because I'm young, I have strength!"

"Haha, is that so? Then show me how strong you are," the chief asked with interest and a smile.

A'Diao thought for a moment and pointed to the stone under his butt and said:

"I can lift this stone."

The chief looked at the stone under his butt and laughed even harder:

"Hahaha! Boy, you're exaggerating too much!"

"Boy, watch your words! The chief doesn't like people who boast!" The bearded man's eyes lit up, and he said provocatively.

The stone under the chief's butt was at least one meter long, fifty centimeters wide, and fifty centimeters high.

Such a huge stone, let alone a child, even a strong middle-aged man, would not be able to lift it even a bit.

The chief was a little unhappy when he heard the bearded man say this. But this small mistake was not enough to make him angry.

He simply glanced at the bearded man, then looked at the boy and said:

"Boy, if you want to lift this stone, then strengthen your body properly. When you can really move it one day, I will give it to you to sit on."

"Hiss ~"

The bearded man was shocked when he heard this.