The destruction of the powerful Pumanra originated from Zhang Lisheng's trick and all of this was just the beginning.
The Grand Wizards, who were holding the so-called Shrimp B1 Island's native tribe distribution map fabricated by the young man, brought their disciples and fought like chess pieces according to Zhang Lisheng's vision for the entire night.
They hunted down and killed the guardian spiritual monsters of the indigenous tribes in the forest near Tudenan one by one. At the same time, they also used brutal means to wear down the fighting spirit of most of the tribal warriors.
Such a tribe could not resist the attack of the Tudenan people after the great calamity at all. Naturally, they turned into ripe sweet fruits that were carefully picked by Zhang Lisheng one by one.
Time passed by slowly in the forest of the foreign world's island that was filled with wailing. When the sun finally tore through the dark twilight, even though the jungle was still dark, the tall Xu Longguo seemed to have a premonition that dawn had already arrived. With a grave expression, he said tiredly, "The sky is going to be bright soon.
We've already obtained 45 Gold Cores tonight so it's time for us to stop. With these, we can more or less give an explanation to the Old Gods. "
"Your Gate of Death and Gate of Sacrifice have already given an explanation, but what about our Gate of Life?" Upon hearing his words, the fat old man with the surname Zhu, who was lucky enough to escape from death, changed his usual amiable attitude of 'smiling before speaking' and answered his own question in a low voice, "45 Gold Cores is indeed a lot but compared to the painstaking effort needed to cultivate a Grand Wizard who has mastered the secret technique and two elite disciples …"
"Brother Zhu, how many times have we explained that none of us has ever seen the Gold Core self-destruction technique before? It's really impossible to guard against it," Driving a black giant centipede that was seven to eight meters long and half the height of a human to carry all of the wizards, Ouyang Boxiong said in a badly battered manner, "Didn't all of you also not put up any guard at all? If only you'd known about this earlier …"
"The reason we didn't put up any guard was because we felt assured.
It's because you thought that the four Great Wizards and eight elite disciples of the Gate of Death and Gate of Sacrifice would definitely be able to block the attack of more than ten little demons. I can't believe that you actually allowed those demons to run into the 'Circle of Life and Death' and detonate their Gold Cores! "Old Man Zhu roared and interrupted Ouyang Boxiong's words, rendering him speechless for a moment.
After a moment of silence, Ouyang Boxiong gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, forget it. Since things have come to this, we'll wait for the 'Old Gods' to decide when we return to the mountain gate …"
"But that Zhang Lisheng has also disappeared because of the explosion of his Gold Core. It's already a problem for us to leave the island, let alone return to the Mountain Gate."
"What's the problem of leaving the island? Didn't you hear Zhang Lisheng say that you can board the civil ferry on this Shrimp Island as long as you have a ticket?
We can even deal with a few simple foreign languages. When the time comes, we'll take advantage of the fact that there aren't many people on the first boat. We'll just have to humph and grunt as we board the boat, and everything will be fine.
Things will be even easier when we arrive in New York. Let's just take a taxi and go straight to the Chinese Consulate. I don't believe that the government will kick us out just because of the death of a few translators without any evidence if we go to them.
We're all official civil servants of the country! " Yang Tianyun, who had already returned to his human form and was also riding on the back of a huge centipede, put on the air of a Chinese civil servant and said in an indifferent manner.
"It'd be great if things were as simple as you said.
Sigh, but since things have come to this, we can only take one step at a time. This is really a case of an eighty-year-old mother giving birth to her child! What the hell is going on … "
Now that things were not going well, the Grand Wizards no longer had the demeanor of an expert. After discussing for a while while cursing and swearing, they finally made up their minds and quickly retreated to the human gathering place on the island.
Not long after they left, Zhang Lisheng finally conquered the fifth tribe in the mountain forest and completed the conquest journey that lasted for a whole night. He personally led 1,000 Tudenan warriors and drove away 20,000 defeated midgets who were humiliatingly carrying the tribal totem pole that had fallen to the ground and returned to the tribal open space beside the Golden River Cave.
At this time, all of the Tudenan tribesmen who had originally turned into fishermen had already picked up their spears again and forced the captives who had gone through a night of conversion ceremony but were still almost the same as the tribal population to kneel and worship the Tudenan tribe's totem pole and offer their devout faith.
In front of the totem pole, there was a huge pit filled with blood. Hundreds of corpses and a few collapsed stone pillars were soaked in it.
There were also hundreds of headless bodies lying messily on the ground at the edge of the pit. The warm blood in their throats had long flowed into the pit and turned into a part of the blood pool.
When the conversion ceremony was in progress, all of a sudden, they saw the tribe's living faith walking towards them from afar with thousands of captives. All of the old Tudenan tribesmen were like weeds being blown by the wind as they kneeled on the ground and prayed in a low voice.
Affected by them, the Tudenan tribesmen who had just converted also knelt on the ground one after another one of them.
In the murmuring of prayers with a strange rhythm, the tribal headman walked up to Zhang Lisheng and piously kissed his instep. With an excited and hoarse voice, he said, "S-70,000 people! Great Raider! The Tudenan tribesmen have already exceeded 70,000 people!
If all of these captives are successfully converted, I'm afraid that the tribal population will have a chance to reach 150,000 … 150,000 people … "
In the eyes of Zhang Lisheng who was born in Western Sichuan, a province with a large population in China, this number was only the number of people in two to three counties and small towns. However, in Tugra's eyes, it was already an unimaginable number.
"150,000 people is about five times the original number of Tudenan tribesmen." Zhang Lisheng looked down at the aborigine headman who seemed to be out of breath and said calmly, "Hurry up and complete the conversion and resume the tribe's normal fishing and hunting. Otherwise, the Tudenan tribesmen will start a famine."
His voice seemed to have some kind of calming contagious power that gradually calmed Tugra's agitated mood. "Yes, Great Raider!" Then, he stood up and walked towards the endless tribesmen not far away.
In the end, when the sun rose to the center of the sky, the number of Tudenan tribesmen was fixed at 151,670. Other than that, even though the height of the tribal totem pole had only increased by three to five meters, it had become several times thicker.
However, it was a pity that the tribe did not evolve into the Iron Blade tribe. Zhang Lisheng did not further obtain the reputation of the Conqueror.
After the conversion ceremony was completed, in the huge bark house where the Tudenan's tribal book of history was enshrined, Tugra kneeled on the ground and described to Zhang Lisheng how powerful the tribe was right now. "Great Raider, we're already the most powerful tribe within a radius of at least 100,000 steps. Nobody dares to challenge Tudenan's majesty anymore. This is all because of you …"
"Alright, Tugra. Now is not the time to be complacent. Has the tribe's fishing and hunting been restored?" Zhang Lisheng stopped Tugra's praise and asked.
"It's been restored according to your order, Raider.
We've annexed the hunting grounds of the surrounding extinct tribes so we have sufficient food sources. Please rest assured. "
"That's good." Zhang Lisheng nodded. "However, after the situation has stabilized, all the adult men in the tribe will still have to be divided according to the ratio of five fishermen and two warriors.
From now on, the Tudenan tribe can only send elite warriors with partners to the battlefield. "
"Yes, Raider. I think we'll need to wait for the sun to rise and set for more than 100 times to complete the selection of tens of thousands of people. By that time, the giant millispiders should have already grown up."
"Very well, Tugra. Go and call Naroru, Menluge, Shang Cuo … here. I want to see them."
The more than ten people that Zhang Lisheng called out were the older, wiser, and brave chief warriors with two feathers on their heads in Tudenan.
Tugra was stunned for a moment. With a change of his train of thought, he realized the reason why the Raider called them here.
According to the normal ratio, the number of elite warriors with partners in the Tudenan tribe that had expanded to 150,000 people would also expand to about 19,000 people.
Other than the 4,000 warriors that had already been divided under him and the three three-feathered chief warriors, the remaining 15,000 newly added elite warriors would most likely be commanded by these 15 lucky ones.
The development of the next matter was indeed as expected by the Tudenan headman. After he called Naroru, Menluge, Shang Cuo, and so on to the bark house, Zhang Lisheng gave them a few words of encouragement and ordered his men to bring a pile of bright-colored feathers. Then, he stood up and personally inserted the feathers on the heads of the chief warriors. "I'll hand over the expansion of the tribe's elite warriors to you now.
During the martial arts and military exercises, you must select the chief warriors and warriors under your command in a staggered manner according to the order of the third feather that I've given you. You must not change them after you've organized them into a team. Do you hear me? "
"Great Raider, your order is the order that we'll follow for the rest of our lives!" The chief warriors with three feathers on their heads kneeled on the ground and said in unison with gratitude.
When Zhang Lisheng saw their devout worshipping, he nodded in satisfaction. "Stand up and go do what you should do." Then, he walked out of the bark house with light footsteps.
The spring breeze was warm. Under the gentle breeze, the young man who felt that he had successfully completed the expansion of the tribe by leveraging the power of others breathed a long sigh of relief. He felt as though a heavy burden had been lifted off his shoulders.
Actually, it was not easy for him. Following behind the six Grand Wizards who were being toyed with by him, calculating the time and the route to 'pick the fruit' was almost the same as walking on a tightrope above a volcano.
A single miscalculation or misstep could lead to an unforeseen disaster.
However, after his success, when he relaxed and looked around at the tribe that had become different, the feeling of his foundation being deeply rooted in the ground made Zhang Lisheng feel that everything was worth it.
"It's a pity that those wizards last night were too hated by the aborigines, so most of their negative emotions were divided. Otherwise, I might've been able to complete more than half of the Rank-7 Wizard's cultivation progress this time." He muttered to himself regretfully. "I wonder if they've boarded the ship or not. For the sake of safety, I should wait for the night to quietly sneak into the gathering place …" All of a sudden, his thoughts were interrupted by the movement of the wizard gu on his body.
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