I have a cave of evil

The first person who threw the stone seemed to have turned on the switch of hatred. The onlookers quickly picked up the stones and soil under their feet, and threw them at the blue-haired girl, cursing with vicious words as much as possible.

For a while, stones fell like rain.

The blue-haired girl instinctively hugged her head, curled up, and let out a dull whimper.

Like a wounded kitten.

Unrelated associations popped up in Zhu Yao's mind, and in just a moment, a feeling called "poor" came to his heart, and then he was twisted into scum by a strange will.

He recalled the scene of the mountain of corpses and the sea of ​​blood. Life was worth less than the weeds on the roadside, and it seemed that survival did not require "mercy".

This kind of emotion is useless except to make oneself weak.

So he calmly watched the stone hit the blue-haired girl, and watched with interest as the delicate skin turned red, purple, and even bled.

Foreigners are much fairer than locals.

There are more violent people.

The means are also more brutal!

People were not satisfied with crushing small stones, and began to hold up fist-sized stones.

"stop!"

Santa shouted violently, and swept the black stone stick in his hand, a gust of wind blew up on the flat ground, blowing all the stones away.

The stones flew in all directions, some fell on the open space, and some hit the thrower back, causing bursts of pain.

"A bunch of trash! When the blood-skull tribe slaughtered your relatives, why didn't you see you fighting for your life?" Santa lit the air with a stone stick, his eyes were cold: "When I found you, the blood-skull tribe was in your hands for a symbolic A rope was tied to the ground, and some of them were not tied at all, and I did not see you fighting back."

"The pheasants are tied up and know how to fly around. You are worse than the pheasants. You are a bunch of fucking cowards."

Santa swung the stone stick horizontally and made a "woo" sound, which made everyone tremble.

"Now you have the strength to bully a girl, why did you have the strength then?"

Santa stared angrily for a long while, but didn't dare to speak up when she saw the crowd, walked up to the blue-haired girl, found that the girl had passed out, and muttered to herself.

Zhu Yao, who was close, heard it clearly, and his complexion became strange.

"Fortunately, this group of bastards, don't even look at how many old women are left in the team. Without old women, can a lot of men give birth to children?"

"For foreigners, let's just be foreigners! Make do with it. Agudu has already communicated with the new god, and we can completely create a new tribe."

"I hope this foreigner can give birth to more than a dozen babies to repay my life-saving grace."

Sure enough, survival does not need pity.

Santa's action was not due to good qualities such as justice, morality and compassion, but purely for the continuation of the tribe.

"cough~"

Zhu Yao coughed softly, indicating that he was still beside him.

Santa turned her head, stared, and asked with questioning eyes: "What are you doing behind me?"

Pointing at the old man's body, Zhu Yao said helplessly, "Sacrifice."

Santa was stunned, and then ecstatic. He quickly realized that this was an excellent opportunity.

The formation of a tribe must have two cores, a heroic chief and a priest who communicates with the gods.

Now, he is brave and good at fighting, and Agu can communicate with the gods. It is a good time to announce the formation of a tribe.

"Everyone, gather to me!"

"Everyone, gather to me!"

"Everyone, gather to me!"

Santa raised the stone stick high and shouted repeatedly, the sound shook the whole field.

The people in the fleeing team quickly gathered around Santa. There were not many people, about 30 people.

Young and middle-aged people have the strongest ability to resist, and they are often the first batch of sacrifices to be sacrificed to the totem, and the least survived from the sacrificial field.

The clothes of these people were dilapidated and filthy, like a gathering of beggar gangs, but it was also possible to tell that they were not from the same tribe.

People in the same tribe generally have the same style of clothing. For example, the tribe where Yuanzheng and Santa belonged lived on hunting all year round, and the clothing was mainly made of wild animal fur.

Some tribes live in deep mountains and old forests. Their clothing materials are mainly leaves and bark, and a small part is animal fur; some tribes are close to the sea and can trade with overseas people. They usually wear cloth clothes, which are closer to civilized society...

Santa jumped onto a dead tree next to him, looked down at the crowd, and shouted, "I want to announce something."

Everyone looked up at him and fell silent.

Santa announced: "I have decided to give up my aimless escape and form a new tribe. I am the chief of the tribe."

There was a commotion in the crowd immediately, and no one thought that what Santa wanted to announce was this matter.

Someone shouted: "Aren't we going to the Baisheng tribe? Why are we suddenly forming a tribe?"

The commotion of the crowd grew louder.

It was a strong young man who spoke, his face was not angry, and he clearly opposed Santa's decision.

Zhu Yao crossed his arms, and could see that the young man was not against Santa's decision, but someone who opposed Santa.

This kind of situation is the most difficult to deal with. People came here determined to criticize you, just to oppose you and disgust you, but Santa had to face it head-on. He had to give the fleeing team an explanation, an explanation that could make them trustworthy. Maintain future management.

Santa was roasted on the fire.

A person next to the young man chimed in: "That's right, didn't we agree at the time that we would go to the inland area to seek refuge with Parkson..."

"puff!"

With a muffled sound, the young man's head exploded like a watermelon, and the yellowish brain tissue splashed all over the surrounding people along with blood.

"puff!"

Another muffled sound.

The heads of those who assisted were also exploded.

Santa shook the stone stick with disgust on his face, shook off the brain tissue on it, and said displeasedly: "Does anyone have any questions? If not, I will be the chief of the tribe."

"Who is for? Who is against?"

Zhu Yao was in shock!

He still hasn't escaped from the inertia of thinking in the peaceful society of his previous life.

In the previous life, if you want to become a leader, you need at least one of [family background] [ability] [background] [connections] [qualifications], but here, you don’t need any of these, you only need one thing——

【force】

I can't answer your questions, but I can never ask you questions.

Once all enemies are resolved, I have no enemies.

Santa used actions to tell Zhu Yao what is the foundation of this world.

No answer!

"Very good!" Santahu looked around, and no one dared to look at him. "From today on, we are a family. We are all brothers and sisters. We help each other and fight each other. If you have any questions, just ask I'll be fine."

The crowd was silent.

The bodies of the last two people who asked you directly are not cold yet!

"Don't worry, our priests have already communicated with the new god, whose name is—"

"The Lord of Corpse! The great existence in charge of corpses."

Santa motioned for Zhu Yao to come over.

Zhu Yao smiled slightly, arranged his appearance briefly, came to Santa, spread his hands, and said loudly: "Now, the Lord of Corpse is watching us, every movement, every expression, every look in our eyes , will determine the extent of the Lord of Corpse's protection for us."

"Come, follow my arrangement, I will convey the will of the Lord of Corpse."