Scorpion's father said: "I knew it would be like this. Chief Spider has been heartbroken. If it were me, I would try my best to build up the tribe. Although some members of the tribe would starve to death, at least it would keep everyone safe.

As for being displaced like now."

Marvin's heart brightened: "If that's the case, why doesn't Father Scorpion come to be the chief of this tribe?"

"Me?" Scorpion's father smiled bitterly, "I can't even defeat a praying mantis, and I can't even protect a family. How can I be qualified to be a chief?"

Marvin pointed at his head and said with a smile: "Being a chief does not require being as tall and powerful as the Spider Chief. Being a chief does not require much physical strength. What is required is intelligence."

"Yeah?"

"Of course it is. On our earth, the person who becomes the chief is not the strongest person, but the smartest one. Oh, no. The person who becomes the chief is not the smartest person, but the most passionate.

The most responsible person. I think Scorpion dad is very suitable."

"Can I really do that?" Dad Scorpion said.

"Of course!" Marvin said.

"Of course, dear!" Mother Scorpion said.

"Of course, daddy!" said the little scorpion.

"Then what should I do?" Scorpion's father asked.

Of course Marvin can't answer this question, but there is one of the smartest people in his team who can definitely answer Father Scorpion.

Marvin raised his cane and said, "Grandpa Cane, it's your turn to answer the question."

Grandpa Cane didn't speak, and used virtual imaging technology to play a documentary about primitive human civilization. At the end of the documentary, a black man said into the microphone in a hoarse voice -

I have a dream!

"Did you hear that? I have a dream, Daddy Scorpion!" Marvin said to Daddy Scorpion.

"Yes. I have a dream!" Dad Scorpion raised two pairs of pliers and raised their hooks, "I want to maintain world peace!"

Uh... just being a tribal chief seems to be far from maintaining world peace.

However, it may be more realistic to maintain peace in this area first.

After feasting on mosquito meat, Father Scorpion cheered up and went out.

Father Scorpion didn't come home until late at night.

Even without looking at his expression, everyone can feel his joy.

Because there was no injury on his body.

On a planet where fighting happens all the time, it's truly unusual to be able to go out all day without getting hurt.

Marvin didn't know what method Scorpion's father adopted, but that method must be different from before, and it must be a peaceful method.

Will this star, regarded as a paradise for insects, usher in peace from now on?

Marvin wasn't sure.

"I have already told them that they all want to re-form the tribe." Scorpion's father took a sip of water and said, "The only thing they are worried about is whether I am competent as the chief of the tribe."

Mother Scorpion said: "They doubt that you are competent, but you still look very happy."

Scorpion's father said: "It doesn't matter if I am the chief or not, as long as this tribe can protect us and everyone as Marvin said."

Scorpion's mother smiled. He understood Scorpion's father's desire for a peaceful life.
Chapter completed!