He is only in his thirties, only about 1.6 meters tall, with black hair and black beard, and a standard prairie face.

He carries a bow, arrow and dagger, and also wears a thick animal fur jacket.

If it were not necessary to keep young men to protect the tribe, he would also accept the call along with him.

Now, he has become a war father!

But before he could be happy, Ugli shouted angrily.

"I don't agree! How could he be the father of war?"

"I don't know, but it was indeed what Father Zhan said."

Dawei's intelligent eyes made Ugli unable to say anything, because everyone knew that Dawei was an honest boy.

In addition, Chahante Mulun is the representative of the reconnaissance team and can command the entire reconnaissance team. With his current strength, there is no way he can compete.

The number two man in the tribe who can compete with them has gone to join the army with his young men, and he doesn't know how long it will take before he comes back.

Damn.

Chahante Mulun's eyes were always staring at him. Under the pressure of the other party's eyes, no matter how much he disagreed, he could only compromise.

"call……"

With a gentle breath, he chose to retreat.

"Anyone else have an opinion?"

No one said anything and none of them wanted to offend Chahan Te Mu Lun.

"No one has any objections, so Chahante Mulun will be the war father."

For people living on the grasslands.

Power changes quickly, and as long as they are strong enough, they will willingly accept others to be their leaders.

In normal times, they would be more cautious and find out the truth about Zhan Fu.

But now because of the presence of the little ghost, there is no need to worry about that much, and everyone is ready to go.

Chapter 8 Do you expect a retarded person to figure it out?

War father and his horse were killed by Dawei, and their bodies were buried somewhere.

Because there are no tools.

The hole Dawei dug was not deep, and the turf covering it was not very concealed.

It would have been much easier for these men to find the body if they had had dogs.

Unfortunately, Chahante Mulun didn't have that idea.

How the old war father died has nothing to do with him. What is more important now is to seize this position quickly and win over more people as soon as possible.

Only in this way will he be able to compete when the No. [-] figure comes back.

Disappearance and death are all too common for people on the grassland.

The poor old war father did have great prestige, but he was just a war father from a small tribe without any die-hard warriors of his own.

When you die, you are gone.

Except for the No. [-] figure who has not obtained the rights, no one will come to Chahant Mulan for the sake of the other party.

Chahante Mulun, who was born in the reconnaissance team, performed perfectly during the migration work.

As long as he doesn't do anything wrong.

If he can gain prestige through various things, he can then secure his position as war father.

"And the best way to gain prestige...is also simple."

Dawei's bright and wise eyes have turned to the new war father.

"How simple?"

Listening to the emotionless words, Temulun felt slightly uncomfortable, but now he wanted something from the other person.

So it didn't show anything.

"Killing and standing up."

"........."

Obviously this is a job that only a mentally retarded person can do.

If his IQ was online, it would be a little more complicated, but now, the most I can think of is this.

Looking at the pair of wise eyes, Chahante Mulun seemed to understand something.

He covered his face and strode away from here.

"The first trouble has been solved temporarily."

After saying this softly, Dawei stretched himself.

What you have to deal with next will be quite troublesome.

Last night, when he smelled blood and his brain was running at high speed for a short time, Dawei thought of the problem through that screen.

He discovered the murderous intention of the mastermind behind it.

If you want to use editing to take stock of these cheats, you must be familiar with the plot.

Then.

This hanging man definitely knew that Zhan's father was the biological father of the demon girl.

I will definitely think about what that guy will do.

"It's just that those clips don't have lines, they're just simple life introductions."

Are there any restrictions?

Or that guy is just stupid and simply doesn't think about it.

After thinking about the function and operation of this kind of golden finger, Dawei also understood what he might encounter next.

The first point is future enemies.

The people he kills in the future will definitely attack him after seeing his dead image.

The second point is that the system owner is hostile.

With Dawei's behavior, he would be considered a fierce and evil villain even in anime.

When a time traveler comes to this world, killing the villain is a matter of course.

Now he is just a slightly stronger little kid, with very weak ability to resist adults.

If that guy wants to mess with me, the best way is to deliberately cut some scenes that can have a negative impact on me.

Place your tongue against the roof of your mouth.

His mind went blank and he couldn't think of anything at the moment.

"My brain is a bit overloaded..."

…………

The impact of editing is huge, many times greater than Dawei imagined.

The high-burning images and music, as well as the pitiful background, may not mean anything to the grassland people who live in extremely poor conditions and have a harsh environment.

It may even make them feel uncomfortable.

Is this background pitiful?

Isn't this guy alive and well?He even became a noble.

But... if the people watching are not the ones suffering.

But what about those who live a prosperous life and have very good material conditions?

What will they think?

When they saw a charming demon girl fighting against a ferocious-looking human male.

How would you feel?

Those demon nobles, especially those who are addicted to the fantasy of knights.

"Damn barbarians!!! He actually killed such a poor and kind-hearted Miss Avas!"

"Bastard!!!"

"I'm going to kill this beast!"

The nobles who gathered together to watch the clip on the screen were angry. These demons had an advanced system and adopted a feudal system.

The local duke invited other nobles to come to his territory for a dinner.

But not long after, a huge screen stood on it, with a pathetic noble girl holding a weapon.

A battle began with the hideous steppe barbarians.

A tragic life experience, a strong girl, plus super-burning music and perfect battle editing that have never been seen in this era.

It made these pampered nobles feel in a different mood.

It was a feeling of wanting to fight side by side with the other party and defeat that hateful prairie barbarian together.

"I know Avas... She seems to be the human-mixed bastard from the Fran family. She is only eight years old this year."

When the demons were furious, an unfriendly voice intervened.

It was like a spark igniting the emotions of the entire hall. They were extremely angry and arrested the guy who made the noise.

Beating with fists.

"What a bastard! How can a demon with such a spirit be a bastard!"

The demons who caused public outrage were quickly beaten and fled.

But his words made many demons fall into deep thought. With the explanations from insiders, these demons also understood the truth of the matter.

What happened in the clip.

It was a long time later.

The demons boiled, and their eyes flashed with terrifying light.

If this thing didn't happen, doesn't it mean that guy is just a little kid?

Killing the opponent can greatly enhance one's reputation in the aristocratic circle.

Chapter 9Slave Owners

It is spring at this time.

The snow has completely melted and the sky is clear.

Dawei rode his horse idly, looking at those strange beasts.

The creatures that roam this world are not cattle or sheep, but large livestock that look like cattle but have only one horn on their head and are covered with blue hair.

They are called Dugu beasts, or simply Dugu.

This creature is twice the size of a cow.

It produces a large amount of meat and can produce one hundred kilograms of milk a day during lactation.

It sounds weird, but the milk from these things is poisonous and cannot be drunk directly. It needs to be specially processed to make something like cheese.

By then, there will only be about fifteen kilograms of cheese left at most.

"No matter how you look at it, this kind of thing is still very unnatural."

Talking to himself, Dawei played with the mane of the horse beneath him.

"The nomadic production in another world is definitely better than that in the previous life... Logically speaking, it is unreasonable to have only this small population."

According to the old war father.

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