Chapter 171:

White satin and Bazel indulge in "enjoyment" and ignore the world, almost completely forget Zheng Kun. So, when they saw Zheng Kun holding a weapon and looking weak under the tree house, they all met for a moment.
White satin was hugged from the tree house by Bazel and stood in front of Zheng Kun, with a curious look at the long-lost "little friend".
After living in the Marten tribe for this period of time, Zheng Kun obviously adapts to this world more, and the changes are exceptionally great. He had already taken off the floral trousers and t-shirts that were incompatible with this world, and replaced them with orcs' leather clothes and leather pants, but the style had changed; the white skin that had been at home and had not seen the sun all year round was also tanned It was light brown, and large and small scars were added; the once thin body was a lot stronger, showing the rudiment of muscles, and the lines looked quite smooth; the short hair was also much longer, and it was messy.
-From a pale weak chicken otaku to a sunny sportsman!
"You look a lot better!" White Satin blinked and glanced at the blue and black that Zheng Kun's eyes couldn't conceal. "Can't you adapt to this world? You don't look good, you look very shy. . "
Zheng Kun opened his mouth and looked at the "little angel" who was still "innocent" and carefree. The expression on his face brought a bit of guilt: "... I'm sorry."
If it wasn't for the white satin who introduced him to the Mink tribe in good faith, the Mink tribe would not face such a difficult situation now. Zheng Kun was really sorry for this and felt that he had failed the trust of the white satin.
"Why apologize?" White Satin's eyes were even more confused, and he frowned subconsciously.
Zheng Kun sighed and slowly talked about what happened over this period. He came to Bazell's tree house very early—or white satin and Bazell
played
late last night, and got up later today—squatting under the tree and thinking uneasily how to put this Things are out of the question, so now the narrative is clear.
Hearing Zheng Kun's words, Bai Sang's relaxed and curious expression was converged, and the whole person followed with seriousness, and the wrinkles on the eyebrows became deeper and deeper-although now leaving the ethnic group, they are awakening with the family because of the faint awakening of memory Keeping distance, but this does not mean that he no longer cares about his own ethnic group.
White Satin knew that Zheng Kun's continuous improvement of the life of the Mink tribe did not have any bad intentions, and agreed with the changes he had promoted, but he was too late, and he could only do bad things with good intentions.
Zheng Kun brought trouble to the Marten clan, and the white satin naturally angered him, and looked at him with a chill.
Although the appearance of white satin is soft and cute, the deterrence accumulated in nearly ten worlds has been buried in the bones. Zheng Kun was a little guilty at first, but now he was so trembling as he looked at it, and buried his head so as not to look at the white satin.
White satin pursed his lips and looked away from Zheng Kun. So far, complaining about Zheng Kun is useless and he can only try his best to resolve it. He looked at Bazel on his side and asked silently.
Bazel rubbed his lover's head and smiled, "What do you think?"
"The technology that other ethnic groups want is definitely shared, otherwise this matter can never be resolved." Bai Sang sighed, "but it cannot be shared for free, otherwise it will only fuel the arrogance of the other ethnic groups and make them more contemptuous. The Marten tribe is used to it. "
"Good." Bazel nodded, agreeing with the lover who is no longer stupid. He turned to Zheng Kun and said indifferently: "The knowledge and technology of the Mink tribe will only be shared with allies. You go to the chief of the Mink tribe and let him develop an alliance."
"But the Marten tribe is now in a weak position and has no prestige. Even if it does, other races won't accept it?" White Satin shook his head.
"So, this matter cannot be started by the Marten tribe. The Marten tribe can sort out a charter, and I will do it." Bazel shrugged-to be honest, he didn't want to participate in this ruin at all. It happened, but after all, the Marten family is the "sister" of white satin. If something goes wrong, the little lover will be sad and sad. Solve trouble.
Of course, although prepared to intervene in this matter, Bazel did not intend to arrange everything properly for the marten. He could naturally come up with a comprehensive covenant, but what's the point? The Marten has been scourged once by the
advanced
technology brought by Zheng Kun. Bazaire does not want to
promote
for the second time, which is not conducive to the growth of Marten – sometimes, only after detouring and accept Lessons can be truly improved.
... Of course, under such a grandiose reason, Bazer's lazy heart is also hidden.
Bazel's words were finalized, and there was no room for negotiation. While making the decision, he also expressed the meaning of ousting.
Zheng Kun was both respectful and afraid of Bazell. Even if he still didn't have a clear context in his mind, he didn't dare to entangle, nodded his thanks quickly, and turned to leave quickly.
Watching Zheng Kun disappear into the bushes, Bazel shook his lips and turned his head to teach his little lover: "So I said, the 'mistakers' are all troubles, even if they are quiet, they will It's more or less provoking trouble, and it's easier to worry about directly killing it. "
When I heard Bazel's disapproval, White Satin raised her eyebrows, and she was a little unhappy: "How can I vaguely remember that I am also one of the 'mistakers'?"
Bazel was silent for a few seconds, and then laughed a little. He bent down and dragged the little lover, hugged it in his arms, kissed his brows, and sighed with a smile: "Isn't it? You are the biggest I have encountered A 'trouble' that made me lose my entire life! "
The white satin was softened by his seemingly whispering love words, and he couldn't help but smiled, and quickly put aside the sorrows raised by the distress of the Mink tribe.
The white satin and Bazere were sweet and sweet. Zheng Kun, who hurried back to the Diao tribe, also impatiently found the head of the Sable tribe, and repeated the original and exact words of Bazaire's words.
During this period of time, the patriarch who was so anxious that Mao was almost bald was shocked and rejoiced. He quickly summoned the elders and began to discuss the so-called "covenant."
Today's mink people are in hot waters and are in dire straits. The patriarch is also considered to be in a desperate illness, and as long as there is a glimmer of hope, they are willing to work hard to achieve it. What's more, Bazel is still very prestigious in this area, not only because of his status as a Zijin carving, but also because his BUg is generally far more powerful than the average Zijin carving.
Don't look at Bazel doing nothing every day, it seems that he has lived a "care for the elderly" life with his lover's hot gimmick, but in fact, the flesh and blood of the weak and strong has never been far away.
Bazel is naturally arrogant and never the type willing to succumb to others. Now that he has occupied this area as his territory, he must be the one at the top of the pyramid. The higher the position, the more intense the battle.
Bazel is lonely and has no clan assistance. Naturally, there are many beasts in the community who want to pull him off the horse by relying on the "beast". However, even if he is alone, Bazel has never fallen behind. Anyone who wants to challenge his authority is invincible and wounded. He has been beaten and persuaded. Since then, he has seen Bazel far. He fled with his tail to smell the wind.
The current orc society is still the one who has the biggest fist, and in the provocation and the subdued again and again, Bazel deservedly became the uncrowned king of this area. Previously, he was lazy and lazy. He would never worry about the affairs of other races, but if he really spoke up, other races would certainly give him a face.
As long as Bazel is still in town, maybe this "alliance" may really be established? As long as there is an alliance, the Marten tribe is no longer isolated.
With such an expectation, the marten patriarchs and elders quickly got busy, and Zheng Kun also participated in it, occasionally mentioning his own suggestions.
The marten is actually not stingy, holding on to the things in their hands blindly, but the eating of other races is a bit too ugly, and they want to get it, but they don't want to give it, and they aggressively arouse the marten's rebellious psychology. What's more, they also know that in some cases, as long as they make a concession, they can no longer afford to stand up.
Now with Bazel's approval, the Mink tribe suddenly has some confidence. Of course, they did not dare to be too inflated because of Bazel's care, and blindly fight for the rights of the Marten people. Most of the covenants they signed were "hello, hello, everyone," and they were acceptable to other races. As for the leader of this alliance, naturally, it is not the Marten clan, but Bazel.
When the Marten patriarchs and elders respectfully respectfully held the agreement before Bazel, Bazel was quite satisfied with the understanding of Marten. Although there are many loopholes that can be drilled in this covenant, it can be seen that the Marten people's sincerity can achieve this level from scratch.
"Yes." Closing the covenant in his hand and returning it to the sable tribe chief, Barzel nodded his dignity in the eyes of the sable and restless gaze of the marten, "copying this covenant into dozens, I will distribute them to the ethnic groups in this area. After half a month, if there is a race with the intention of joining the alliance, send a representative to me to discuss a final charter. As long as you join the alliance, you can send a certain number of ethnic groups I ’m going to learn from the Mink tribe, but the allies must watch and help, and must not betray their faith, or they will be punished by me. "
The minks nodded again and again, a long sigh of relief. As long as Bazel's approval is obtained, the Marten tribe can be considered as hard as possible. As for whether they can succeed in the end ... they can only do their best and listen to their fate.
A few days later, the Marten sent the copied covenants to Bazel, and Bazel found a group of gray eagles, ordered them to distribute these covenants to various ethnic groups, and also took their own support for this alliance. Attitude.
The violently oppressed gray eagles had no resistance, and had to one by one grasp the animal hide paper with the covenants written on them and spread their wings, and this epoch-making first multiracial alliance followed these distant grays. The quiet birth of the figure opened a new chapter for the transformation of the orc social form.