Chapter 23: If you don't support us

　　 Although he distributed the flyers all over the world, Wang Yan focused on Caesar, Alexander, and Arthur, three tribes with great monarch names.
　　 Li Zhan was sent to the Arthur tribe of brown race.
　　 The Alexander tribe and the Caesar tribe live in similar environments and ways, and they are very close. Wang Yan thinks he can take care of the two tribes.
　　The Arthur tribe is on another continent. Civilization needs more development to make the whole planet progress together and make the world more colorful.
　　 It is impossible to just allow primitive humans on a continent to rise, which is not conducive to the balance of the entire planet.
　　 So, the pilot development of the Arthur tribe fell on Li Zhan.
　　The task set by Wang Yan for Li Zhan is to popularize the reading and writing of Putonghua, and there are no other requirements. He is given a high degree of freedom.
　　 Of course, Wang Yan can't arrange anything else, he doesn't have more experience in building primitive tribes than Li Zhan!
　　 is the start of a village, the rest is up to the individual to play!
　　 can tell who has a higher game level!
　　 Although the yellow race was replaced by a non-chief, Li Zhan did not complain. On the contrary, he accepted it very happily.
　　 He is now anxious to avoid Wang Yan and hide in the primitive tribe. How can he care about his skin color and race?
　　 Compared with the moody Wang Yan, he would rather teach primitive people to speak!
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　　 After many days of rest, the Caesar tribe became more and more prosperous.
　　 The left hand of most people healed from burns, and the magical effect of badger oil didn't even scar them.
　　 The food supply is plentiful, and the dishes on the faces of primitive people who can eat every meal have disappeared. Everyone has red faces and full of energy. You can see pictures of reproduction everywhere in the tribe.
　　 Caesar and other tribal leaders and the other fifteen selected Fire Warriors squatted in the fire when they were full, and they lived a life of eating and waiting to die, and their belly was almost pouted.
The hair that they trimmed by themselves at the beginning has grown a lot with time. With the wild and straightforward faces of primitive people, they look stylish and full of wild beauty. They are even more expensive than the stylist in big cities. The trimmed ones are even cooler.
　　 Now, the entire Caesar tribe is more like an original documentary made by modern people on Earth.
　　 No, looking at the rice bags worn on the body, to be precise, they should be making funny variety shows.
　　 But, after all, they couldn't speak.
　　The lack of cultural heritage makes them look like modern people, but they can't escape the essence of primitive people.
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　　 The Alexandria tribe has not changed much except for drinking blood and changing to cooked food.
　　 They still go out hunting, picking, and distributing food. They are like primitive tribes that have received fire and then develop normally.
　　 After all, Wang Yan only rewarded them with a bowl of porridge in the first place, and then never gave them any food.
　　 You know, the Arthur tribe has also used diamonds to exchange a lot of rice from Wang Yan!
　　 It can be said that the Alexander tribe is the poorest of the three tribes and the one that follows the normal development law the most.
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　　 After comparing the three tribes, Wang Yan is most satisfied with the Alexander tribe, because they have not stopped working and are still self-reliant.
　　 And the Caesar tribe, relying on Wang Yan's favor, has obviously gone astray, they are now more like a group of fanatical religious elements.
　　 Wang Yan descended to the Caesar tribe.
　　 Caesar and others immediately ran out of the celebration team and worshipped the great God of Light, thanking God for the food they gave them.
　　 Looking at each of the primitive people who are strong and physically strong, but don't produce, Wang Yan is heartbroken. It's all his fault!
　　 can't let them continue like this!
　　 If this continues, the primitive people of this tribe may only become a failure case on the road of civilization development.
　　 The Caesar tribe is also a pro-son, and after so many days, they must not be let go of them!
　　 It’s too late to change.
　　 Without hesitation, Wang Yan waved his hand and decisively moved the large quantities of materials accumulated on the square.
　　The sudden scene frightened the people in the Caesar tribe. They stopped celebrating and froze in a panic, not knowing what happened!
　　噗通!
The supplies related to the livelihood of the entire tribe suddenly disappeared. Caesar felt that the sky was falling. The blood on his face faded. He knelt before Wang Yan tremblingly, sweating like rain: "Great God of Light, please forgive our sins. Don’t take away our food."
　　 God is angry and punished.
　　 The Caesar tribe, which has become dependent on the God of Light, has changed the law of survival. In their hearts, there is nothing more terrible than angering God of Light.
　　 In the blink of an eye, in front of Wang Yan, hula la knelt down, and the sounds of pleading one after another.
　　 Pray for God’s forgiveness!
　　 How did they become like this?
　　 Is this still the primitive people who dared to attack him with stone spears and axes?
　　 Looking at the crowd of kowtows in front of him, Wang Yan became more and more disappointed. He sighed and asked: "Caesar, tell me what you did wrong? Need my forgiveness?"
　　 "We..." Caesar got stuck, and fine beads of sweat emerged from his forehead. He didn't know what he had done wrong?
　　 He replaced Wang Yan's portrait with tribute on time every day, distributed food to the people in the tribe every day, and urged the Flame Warriors to practice diligently...
　　 He thinks he is very responsible!
　　 Caesar raised his head in confusion and looked at his Guangming God: "Guangming God, I don't know what I did wrong!"
　　Wang Yan frowned and turned to Wu Zhu: "Dougou, what do you think you did wrong?"
"Great God of Light, I memorize the medicine you gave me every day, help the patients in the tribe to change the medicine, and practice the flame technique diligently for the God of Light every day. I don't know what I did wrong?" Wu Zhu is smarter than the patriarch. He first gave himself credit, picked himself clean, and then blamed others, "Guangming God, did other people in the tribe offend you? Give me some time, I Be sure to find the person who has offended you and give him the punishment he deserves."
　　Wu Zhugou never forgets to fight for power and gain, and rob the trust of the of light with the patriarch.
　　 With a helpless sigh, Wang Yan turned his eyes to the hunting captain Hou Yi again.
　　 Without waiting for Wang Yan’s culture, Hou Yi quickly vowed: "Great God of Light, Hou Yi is always ready to expedition for you, please forgive us."
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　　 What a failure!
　　 Wang Yan let out a long sigh, UU reading www. uukanshu.com Maybe he should take care of the simple IQ of primitive people, he said: "Caesar, I ask you, how long have you not organized people in the tribe to go out looking for food?"
　　 Caesar raised his head and glanced at Wang Yan, and said strangely: "It's been a long time. But, God of Light, we have the food you gave, so we don't need to go hunting anymore!"
　　 What a powerful reason!
Yes!
　　 You are not wrong, I was wrong!
The corners of Wang Yan's mouth twitched inexplicably, and he forcibly suppressed the temper that was about to explode, and asked: "Caesar, have you ever thought that one day I won't give you food? What will you do? Just like now, your tribe The food inside suddenly disappeared!"
　　 "Great God of Light, are you really going to abandon us?" Caesar's eyes were trembling with horror.
Hey!
　　 Are we talking about one thing?
　　 Wang Yan's eyes widened.
It was so difficult to communicate with patients with Secondary Two Diseases. Wang Yan sank his face and yelled: "Caesar, now, your food is gone. Your great God of Light will never appear again. Tell me what should you do? How should your tribe and your people survive?"
"Abandoned by God!" Patriarch Caesar glanced at Wang Yan timidly, his eyes blurred, and he thought about it for a while, like a concubine, "Great God of Light, you are our faith, if you are abandoned, we will never Facial continues to live..."
　　天了!
Hopeless!
　　 If you don't support us, we will die.
　　 What the logic is this!
　　 Wang Yan covered his forehead in pain. At this moment, he really wanted to leave, and never pay attention to this group of nervous guys again!