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The manager casually ordered the two guards standing next to him, raised his hand and pointed at Tianhao: "Press his shoulders tightly and don't move. I'll come this time. This kid looks like an impatience. If you scream later, maybe the roof will collapse and you will wet your pants on the spot."

There is never absolute fairness, and there will be no shortage of young men who enjoy the welfare of family and elders in any era. People who have obtained the position of 100 people by relying on others' care often appear here. Most of them cannot survive the iron level, and they must go up at the same time and press them tightly on the ground, and complete their identity execution in the painful and thunderous screams.

Tianhao stood calmly, and the firelight reflected a swaying tall shadow behind him: "There is no need to be so troublesome. Give me the soldering iron, I will do it myself."

The manager felt that there must be something wrong with his ear. He was surprised and asked uncertainly: "What did you say?"

"I said, I'll do it myself." Tianhao repeated.

A "hiss" sound suddenly sounded around him, and even those who had received the imprint on the wooden bench by the wall stood up, walked over, and looked at the young boy who was ignorant of the sky and earth with a surprised gaze.

At this time, no matter how much you say, it is not as convincing as if you are actually taking action.

Tian Hao strode to the fire pit and picked up a soldering iron inserted into the fire to maintain high temperature. The palm was red, and in the middle of the round outer frame was a thick oblique horn. Feeling the high temperature gushing from the hot metal surface at a close distance, he developed a deep understanding of the bravery of the barbarian for the first time.

This is a characteristic deeply embedded in the bones and bloodlines.

In front of everyone, the red soldering iron turned direction and pressed accurately on the upper end of Tianhao's left arm. The flesh instantly burned, and the smoke mixed with strong burnt impacted the sight and smell of the bystanders. Tianhao's lips were tightly pursed, and his slightly trembling cheeks showed that he was gritting his teeth hard. But from beginning to end, he did not make any movement, even a little blurry nasal sound.

The room was silent, and everyone's faces were a little discolored, even those who were used to the process of branding identity, such as the manager and the guard, were no exception. They knew very well what kind of pain it was, especially when the hot iron first came into contact with the body, the pain that lasted for more than ten seconds was really unbearable. If it were replaced by people with poor tolerance, it would be enough to make them nervous.

This young man actually completed his identity imprint without any help or assistance.

The surprise in the manager's eyes was dissipating, and the contempt and ridicule of the previous ones had disappeared. He subconsciously looked down at the animal skin list in his hand, and issued an unprecedented solemn voice full of respect.

"Panshi Village, the newly promoted 100 people, Tianhao, and the etiquette was completed."

The leather robe was tilted on his shoulders, and Tianhao, who was calm, turned around and walked towards the gate. Countless eager worshipful gazes gathered on him, accompanied by bursts of amazement.

"This guy is so awesome. He didn't ask anyone for help!"

"Good man, this is the man of our cow tribe."

"Panshizhai? Tianhao? I have to go back and inquire to see if he is married."

When he walked outside, Tianhao shivered in cold weather, and quickly shrank his head and put on a leather robe.

Pretending to behave is a state of mind.

Surviving in the culture compartment for a long time in the form of a cell requires a lot of unbearable price to ordinary people. Although parasitism is successful, the host is not Tianhao's ideal goal. He sighed a little, why did he not encounter Niu Tong or Wu Yuan, who had just left the culture compartment? In this way, the starting point in this strange world will become very high, and many things will be much easier.

It fully controls and occupies the host body, and regulates the nerve center at the same time. Under consciousness, the nerve endings of the local body can be blocked for a short time by blocking blood to achieve a temporary numbness.

Not to mention a piece of skin and flesh, even if you cut off the entire muscle with a knife, Tianhao will not feel pain. However, this situation will not last too long. At most half an hour, the blocked nerve endings must be restored, otherwise it will cause local regional necrosis.

The image of a brave man is one of the reliances on survival in the barbaric world.

...

At noon on the third day, Tianhao met Niu Weibang, the leader of the Leiniu tribe, at the City Lord's Mansion.

This is a man in his thirties. His long black hair has been specially trimmed and the sides are shaved off, leaving only one about ten centimeters wide in the middle. I don’t know what pigment was used to dye the hair iron gray, dragging it to the back waist, which is very scent of hippie in the civilized era.

He looked grim and had a strong waist. He wore a thin sleeveless cloth shirt on his body, and his bulging chest muscles were tightened and bulging high. Within the entire clan, he was the king of power in the true sense.

"Boy from Panshi Village, I heard about you." The strong leader of the Lei Niu clan leaned on the bed, his shrewd eyes firmly locked Tianhao, who was half kneeling five meters away: "The archery competition is over, your method is very effective, we won."

Without waiting for Tianhao to answer, Niu Weibang continued to make a cold and contemptuous sarcastic voice: "Do you feel proud? Do you think I should give you a generous reward? That bastard Niu Tong said that. You cured his injuries, and he said a lot of good things for you in front of me, but he almost praised you as a flower... Haha, three to two wins, the people in the Blood Eagle Division lost reluctantly. They kept saying that we were cheating and we should compete in the most fair way, and do it again."

Tianhao maintained a half-kneeling posture on one knee. He didn't understand Niu Weibang's attitude, nor did he know where the other party's coldness came from. But one thing is certain: the patriarch of the Lei Niu tribe has no good impression of him.

"Win means winning, the means are not important. It is not impossible to compare again, but you must come back next year according to your wishes, Your Highness, the clan leader." Tianhao could only carefully guess the unique thinking of the tribe's clan leader according to the little information he had.

Niu Weibang's voice began to become low: "I only remind you once: You can call me Your Highness, Your Highness, or you can directly call me Your Highness. I don't like the title "Clan Chief"."

Tianhao lowered his head: "As you wish, Your Highness."

Niu Weibang glanced at him, picked up the animal skin document placed on the low table next to him, threw it out with his backhand, and landed lightly in front of Tianhao: "This is the document you sent. Next year, 80% of the food will be handed over, and there will be tributes from 3,000 deer. Humph! Just Panshi Village, a small village with less than 300 people, where do you get so many tributes? The crime of deceiving the king is to be beheaded!"

Tianhao did not make any excuses at all, and a calmness appeared in his eyes: "This is the leader's meaning, it has nothing to do with me."

Niu Weibang was surprised. He frowned slightly and continued to sarcastically according to his previous tone: "It seems that the leader of Panshizhai is a brainless guy. You are obviously not his confidant, and you are not standing on his side."

"We paid 70% of all the harvest this year, and the grain stored in the village is not enough to eat. When it snows, the village starts to kill people. The elderly, children, women... If we continue to pay the grain at 80% next year, no one in the village will survive." Tianhao explained the facts in a calm tone.

Niu Weibang's eyes showed a hint of coldness: "Are you questioning the authority of your village leader?"

Tianhao looked at the light gray hard ground in front of him: "I did not disobey his orders. I brought undeleted documents and worshiped them before the king."

Niu Weibang heard something different from it: "So, your village has indeed gotten a lot of prey. Can you really take out the tribute of three thousand deer?"

"Yes." Tianhao narrated the hunting in a plain tone. He focused on data, especially in the comparison between the small number of villagers in Panshi Village and the huge herd of tens of thousands of huge horned deer, which was as clear as it was.

"We forced a large group of wild deer into the valley and fell to death. There were too many, and it was impossible to clarify. There might be four thousand or five thousand. So we can take out the tributes of three thousand deer, which is indeed true. If you don't believe it, you can ask someone to go back to Panshi Village with me and you will know at a glance."

When he said these words, Tianhao kept his head down. He tried hard to play the role of a humble person who obeyed orders.

Niu Weibang's cold expression changed slightly, and his breathing became longer: "The leader of your village is a caring person. I accept this tribute with a smile."

What the superiors like most is to be loyal to their subordinates. It doesn’t matter whether they have the ability or not. As long as they are obedient and firmly obey orders.

Hearing this, Tianhao quickly raised his head and spoke faster than before: "Your Highness will send someone to our village as soon as possible to transport the tribute back."
Chapter completed!