Compared with the Earthlings, Liu Fei's appearance is really easy to identify. Whether it is his clean and tidy clothes or his flat head as if he was cut by a knife, it is significantly different from the Earthlings.

In addition to his appearance, Liu Fei's every move is also very different. He stands quietly, and his unscrupulous figure gives people a calm and detached temperament.

The ice is not cold for a day. The people on Earth hate people from the six major star fields, and they have long been resentful and are not diluted by the respect of Liu Fei by a limited number of people such as Muhammad.

Liu Fei was led to a long table in the middle of the wooden house and sat down. Some of the people who were sitting around him sat down one after another. Liu Fei made a rough estimate and there were at least fifty people sitting down.

Judging from the age of these people, they should be the core figures of this tribe, and the elder sitting in the upper head should be the leader of the tribe.

Muhammad seemed to have a high status, and he actually sat next to the tribe leader, next to Liu Fei. As for Nale Dewang, he was standing in the crowd behind him.

At this time, hundreds of people came in around the long table one after another, surrounding it into a huge circle. People lowered their voices and whispered, and the wooden house seemed very noisy, like a vegetable market.

"Is this the meeting form of your tribe?" Liu Fei asked curiously.

"Yes, our tribe is composed of countless families, and those families will send people to resident in tribes to exercise the right to vote in some tribal affairs. Of course, it is not just voting, they shoulder the responsibility of conveying information and the work of collecting intelligence."

"How many people in your tribe?" Liu Fei glanced at the dark crowd.

"This--" Muhammad hesitated to look at the old man beside him, and saw that the old man nodded, then replied: "The specific number cannot be counted. People are born or died every day. The feedback of some information may be delayed for a long time before they can be known. By the time they know, the data has changed new, and we can only count the probability of birth, old age, sickness, and unnatural death according to natural laws."

120,000!

Liu Fei frowned. He imagined the number of people in the Muhammad tribe more than once, from 5,000 to 8,000, but never thought of a huge amount of 100,000.

This data gave Liu Fei a headache. If this tribe became his enemy, wouldn't he slaughter 120,000 people? Obviously, no matter how cold-blooded Liu Fei was, he would not be able to massacre the 120,000 people on earth in the era of cold weapons, not to mention that there are women, children, children, elderly, weak, sick and disabled among them.

The most important thing is that there is obviously more than one tribe on earth. At least, there are also tribes where the Liuma tribe fights this tribe. The two tribes can fight against this tribe, and the number of people is probably quite large.

"What is your tribe's name?" Liu Fei remembered that he did not know the name of the Mohammed tribe.

"The Tribe of the Gods."

Liu Fei was stunned and subconsciously glanced at the altar at the end of the wooden house. The gods worshipped on it almost covered all the gods in the primitive period of the earth. It was indeed a tribe of gods!

"This is our tribe Elder Haidi."

"Hello, I'm Liu Fei."

Elder Haidi was wearing a gray robe and kind-eyed look. He stood up and shook hands with Liu Fei, bowed his body slightly, and felt a sense of elegance all over his body, looking very well-educated.

"Mr. Liu, it is not the first time that we Earthlings have dealt with people from the six major star fields in the past few hundred years. However, in several dealings, we are always the one who was deceived. Even many times, our tribe was almost completely eliminated by a group of interstellar tomb robbers. As the elders of a tribe, I have the responsibility and obligation to know your purpose in our tribe this time."

"Dear Elder Haidi, I first declare that we are not those tomb robbers, we are a mercenary group, the Mythical Age Mercenary Group, I am the leader, our purpose is to establish a base on the earth and not to conflict with the earthlings. Moreover, I am willing to bring science and technology to the earthlings, and even I can cultivate a group of high-tech talents for the earthlings, so that you will never have to escape in the panic when you encounter interstellar tomb robbers in the future."

"You are going to build a base on Earth?" Elder Haidi was shocked and suddenly stood up, his anger beyond words. At this time, the huge wooden house was in chaos, some were cursing, some roaring, some cheering loudly, and even some people pulled out their weapons with them.

"Yes."

Liu Fei also stood up slowly and spit out two words word by word. The wooden house suddenly became quiet, and people felt a suffocating pressure. Liu Fei's two simple words were full of penetration, like a long sword with sharp edges, making people unable to help but fight a cold war.

"Everyone is quiet, everyone is quiet!" Looking at Liu Fei's cold face, Mohammed was so anxious that he suddenly became anxious. He actually jumped on the table and shouted to stop the tribe members who were making excitement.

"Okay, everyone is quiet. We are not negotiating now, but understanding each other. I believe that we can reach a consensus with Mr. Liu. Everyone should be calm and listen to Mr. Liu's explanation first and then make a decision."

The wooden house became quiet again, and obviously, Muhammad had a certain influence in the tribe of the gods.

"No one has changed when staying on the earth. I have decided. Now, everyone can put forward your conditions. I will meet any of your conditions as much as possible. All I need is to live in peace with you. It's that simple." Looking at this chaotic primitive conference room, Liu Fei could only smile bitterly. He suddenly realized that democracy here has developed to its original prototype, and anyone has the opportunity to raise objections. If you want to achieve your goal, everyone must understand, otherwise there will be many obstacles.

"Can you meet any conditions we have proposed?" Elder Haidi could not have expected that Liu Fei would show his trump card himself. He felt a little unreal because of his scheming.

"Of course, I can provide all the supplies you need, the technology you need, the weapons you need, and even, I can provide you with protection."

"Training for light brains, medicines, antimatter engines, mechas, space warships, and high-tech talents?" Elder Haidi is worthy of being an elder, with a very clear mind and immediately mentioned the specific requirements.

"Of course." Liu Fei answered very affirmatively. Liu Fei knew very well that at this time, he had to agree to any request he could meet without hesitation to gain trust.

"What you need is just peaceful coexistence?" Elder Haidi is naturally not a fool, otherwise he would not be a tribal elder.

"No, I also need your help, food, manpower and material resources."

"Oh-so that's it."

After Liu Fei made the request, Elder Haidi became much more relieved and showed a look of relief on his face.

Sometimes people are so strange. They are wary of giving without any effort. Only when they reach the principle of fair transactions, the party who is given will have a sense of security and balance.

"In principle, I agree, but this needs to be discussed with the tribesmen-"

"I don't agree!" Before Elder Haidi's words could be finished, a huge voice rang outside the wooden house, like thunder on the ground.

The wooden house suddenly became quiet, and the crowd of people surrounded by long tables made a way out. A white man with a square face, black face, long hair tied into a ponytail, and a body like an iron tower appeared. The white man was at least 1.9 meters tall, with his upper body, and his muscles were like steel plates, as if full of infinite strength. In the hands of the white man, he held a rusty rebar, which was thicker than an ordinary arm, and was afraid it would exceed a hundred kilograms.

As soon as the man walked into the wooden house, a fierce aura came to his face.

Liu Fei had a sharp eye and immediately discovered that the rusty rebar was mixed with blood and flesh. Moreover, the man was murderous and ferocious, and he had obviously just come down from the bloody battlefield. Inexplicably, Liu Fei remembered the iron sticks he encountered on the Zhuoer Star Rain. This man had the divine power of invincible power like them.

"Black Dragon, we are holding a tribal meeting, you are not qualified to attend the meeting yet." Muhammad looked angry.

"Hahaha, I am already qualified for the number one warrior in the tribe of Gods!" The man, known as the Black Dragon, laughed at the sky and looked at Muhammad with a contemptuous look. His arm was pulled on the belt behind his back, and a human head was lifted in the air. The incision on the neck of the human head was not neat, and it was pulled off at first glance. The dripping blood had solidified and blackened. His wide eyes made the spine chill.

"Grey!"

Mohammed's expression changed, and the people around him were also in an uproar, and everyone showed shock on their faces.


Chapter completed!