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Chapter 57 Talent

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    Luo Ji didn't know what to say for a while, this motherfucker is a big greedy person!  At that moment, he clearly saw that not only him, but the other people in the small tribe, the way they looked at the old man changed.

    Subconsciously, he clicked on the attribute panels of those people and took a look. Luo Ji felt dumbfounded, and he even got a few points of loyalty. Damn, he was shocked!

    After dawdling for a long time, this time, Luo Ji was not surprised by the private goods that the old man took out. It was a palm-sized steak, and he didn't know if it was roe deer meat or something else.

    For the Mingjing tribe, which has no shortage of meat and crops, the old man's steak did not make Luo Ji think, but the situation of this tribe is obviously different. They are short of meat!  The old man's private goods can be said to have completely aroused public outrage.

    "Uh, you don't have any private goods, do you?" After taking the steak, Luo Ji's voice seemed a little lacking in confidence. Why did the old man in front of him keep refreshing his lower limit?

    Feeling the gazes filled with righteous indignation, the old man wanted to cry but had no tears. He knew that his reputation was ruined and he would lose his reputation at the end of the day. "It's gone, it's really gone!"

    "Really gone?" Luo Ji asked again.

    "It's really gone!!" This time the old man really cried. It was a miserable cry, but unfortunately no one sympathized.

    To be on the safe side, I finally asked someone to search the old man's tent and body. A few minutes later, a speechless Luo Yong walked up to Luo Ji with a package of animal skins that was heavily soiled.  , two heads of garlic, three pieces of meat

    Seeing this scene, I don't know if he was out of breath, the old man rolled his eyes, collapsed on the ground on the spot, and passed out.

    Luo Ji ignored him, and asked with the same speechless expression, "Where did you find it?"

    "In the tent, the sleeping piece of animal skin is low, and it's buried in the earth pit below" Most people probably wouldn't think of it there, but, some time ago, their Mingjing tribe had been digging pits and burying coal in that place for warmth, and suddenly thought of this  Luo Yong, who was stumped, just flipped through it casually, but he didn't expect him to dig something out. To be honest, he himself was quite confused.

    "Talent" Convinced, Luo Ji was completely convinced. If he hadn't held two heads of garlic in his hand, he would have wanted to applaud the old man.  , unable to bear it, "It's a pity, drag it down, and find a hole to bury him."

    "Live, live, I'm still alive" Hearing this, the old man, who was "unconscious" a moment ago, jumped up on the spot the next moment. He thought Luo Ji mistook him for death, so  He was asked to dig a hole to bury him, and the moment he jumped up from the ground and saw Luo Ji's half-smile face, he suddenly realized that the other party had no intention of caring whether he died or not.  , just wanted to bury him.

    Realizing this, the old man's face faded instantly, and then he begged for mercy loudly, with tears streaming down his face, "Forgive me, my lord, please forgive me!"

    "Forgive me?" Luo Ji twisted his stiff neck, "Why don't you ask the people in your tribe to see if they will spare you?"

    There is no need to ask, those cold or resentful eyes have already explained everything. Unlike some large tribes with large populations, small tribes in this era pay the most attention to unity, because their strength is inherently weak. If they are not united, then  How can we survive in this era?  At this point, the original Mingjing tribe is also like this. There are more than 30 tribe members, and basically every one of them regards each other as family members.

    Originally, as an elder in a tribe, he ate a little more for each meal, and generally no one would say anything about him, but his mistake was that he should not hide so much food. This tribe must have starved to death before.  But this old man is hoarding so much food to die!  This has violated the most taboo and intolerable thing of these small tribes!

    Ignoring the old man's screams and pleadings, with his small stature, it was impossible for him to break free from Luo Yong's capture. Luo Ji didn't know whether he should thank the old man for helping him win a wave of hatred due to such a coincidence.  , so that the loyalty of other members of this tribe has risen steadily twice. Originally, there were still many people in this tribe whose loyalty was less than 70 points, but now after reconfirmation, everyone's loyalty is already 70 points.  Ten bases, the highest one reached 76 points.

    At dinner, Luo Ji didn't skimp on the pieces of meat and cabbage. Compared with them, he paid more attention to the garlic that could prevent flu and fight cancer. He directly cooked the food and divided them up.  This move undoubtedly earned him a point or two of loyalty.

    Regarding this, Luo JiIt is considered satisfactory, at least these people are out of the scope of the wall, but they still can't be careless. After nightfall, they need to rest. Luo Ji arranged the few with the least loyalty in the same tent, and that reads as  "Night Watch", the work of writing "Watchman", of course, was handed over to several people in Rayong.

    The night was pretty safe. After all, the group of people with the lowest loyalty was concentrated and guarded by him. Even if they wanted to make some troubles, they probably couldn't do it.

    Early the next morning, knowing that there were cabbage and garlic crops here, why would Luo Ji just leave like this?  To be honest, before going to bed yesterday, he even thought about building another sub-city here.

    Of course, this idea just flashed through his mind like this, and Luo Ji, who still maintained a sense of reason, knew very well in his heart that according to the current population of their Mingjing tribe, building another sub-city is no different from death, and it is not like  Immovable resources like coal mines, crops, at worst he digs them all back!

    With the members of this tribe leading the way, Luo Ji quickly found the place. Without any nonsense, everyone worked together to dig all they could.

    Luo Ji's decision delayed their return journey until noon. It seemed that today it was too late to rush back to the Mingjing tribe, and they had to spend another night at the Black Rock tribe.

    But it doesn't matter. After this trip, he harvested two kinds of crop resources in a row, plus more than 30 manpower. This can be said to be a bumper harvest, and it is worth it no matter what!

    At this time, Luo Ji, who had returned with a full load, was in a good mood, and he almost hummed a song and danced to celebrate. The trivial matter of returning to the Mirror Tribe one day late, it is impossible to affect his current good mood.

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