This game is too cruel

"Why are you so nervous? I'm not trying to traffic people."

Lu Qiqi moved his fingers slightly and stood up to look for someone.

Fei is a talent.

He worked as a slave and circulated among various tribes, and his collection and processing of information was different from ordinary people. He knew the distribution of the surrounding tribes very well.

"as far as I know,
There are many tribes near us, but most of them are small tribes with no more than 200 people.These tribes were very poor. They were often formed from escaped slaves or split from large tribes. Many of them could only last for a while and would be gone after a few winters.

Next are tribes with more than 200 people but less than 500 people.

Originally there was the Megalithic Clan.

But they now belong to the Nuwa tribe, so there are basically no such medium-sized tribes.On the land where we are, the strongest is the Salt Earth Tribe. Their number exceeds a thousand and their strength is almost the same as ours. "

There is a limit to how far you can go with your feet.

The resources of a piece of land are also limited and can only support a certain number of people.Before the emergence of the Nuwa tribe, the Yantu tribe relied on salt bricks to harvest wealth and grew stronger day by day.

If Lu Qiqi wanted to get extra labor, he would either find the Yantu tribe or pick up garbage nearby.

She was prepared to have both.

But now, maybe you need to pick up the trash first.

"Fei, how many slaves are there in our tribe now?"

"There are more than 400 slaves in total."

"You choose 20 people among these people who have good abilities and intelligence and know the routes of other tribes."

Because of his previous meritorious service, Fei had successfully escaped from slavery with the remaining members of the Earthworm tribe, but his concern and contact with other slaves remained.

With his knowledge of these slaves, the people Lu Qiqi wanted were soon brought.

After these slaves met with the lord, each of them was given a bag woven with linen and then left the tribe.

Their mission when leaving the tribe was to contact nearby tribes and pass on the information about the Nuwa tribe's establishment of a trading market.

At this time, a slave who was even thinner than Fei opened the linen bag distributed, and his breath was stagnant when he saw the white salt inside.

Even a slave knows how precious salt is.

This small bag of refined salt given by the lord is enough to exchange for two, not three, strong and healthy slaves!

"Lord, if you let those slaves leave with the salt, aren't you afraid that they will escape?"

At this moment in the territory, Li ran up and couldn't help but ask questions.

As someone who once used slave trading as his main business tool, there was no way for Lu Qiqi to understand Lu Qiqi's behavior.He knew slaves too well, "Only ruthless means can make these people surrender. Your approach will most likely result in the loss of slaves and wealth."

"maybe."

Lu Qiqi didn't feel anything about it, "If someone takes that little bit of salt and runs away, it means he is stupid enough. Smart people know what a full meal means."

Unilaterally opening up exchange channels with other tribes is a relatively dangerous thing.

It is obviously more cost-effective to let those slaves go than to let the official people go.

But at this moment in the wild, the slaves who were traveling day and night finally reached the small tribe ahead in the shortest possible time.Within a short time of arriving at the tribe, he was captured by the tribe's people.

The person who caught him also recognized the person at once, "You bitch?"

The cheap aphids are sold from this tribe.The person who caught him was a little surprised, "You're not dead after all this time, and you still escaped."

The visitor was talking, preparing to take him back and imprison him again among the slaves of the tribe.However, Jianxi hid, "I didn't escape, I was sent by the lord of the Nuwa tribe to inform and invite me to participate in the summer fair.

There are a lot of high-quality items in the tribe, and other tribes are welcome to exchange them. "

"What tribe would send a slave?"

Of course this man didn't believe it.

The humble aphid took out a bag containing fine salt and poured a little bit into the man's hand.

The other party only tasted it, and his eyes instantly lit up.Then he snatched the cloth bag from the hands of the cheap aphid. He was curious about how the cloth bag was made, and even more curious about the salt. "How did you get this thing? Is it better than the salt bricks of the Yantu tribe?"

"This is the refined salt of the Nuwa tribe where I am now."

The humble aphid brought the contents as instructed by the lord before leaving.

"It looks good. I will send someone to check out this Nuwa tribe."

The other party's interest was successfully aroused, but he still prepared to drive the person out of the slave pen after grabbing the aphid. After all, in his eyes, the aphid was a slave, and the slave was an object. The object traveling such a long way to the tribe was tantamount to Items sent from other tribes.

The humble aphid hurriedly broke away, "After completing this task, the lord has promised me to become an official subject of the Nuwa tribe. You can't touch me."

"What? You, a slave, want to join a new tribe?"

Hearing this, the rest of the tribe laughed.

Think he is lying.

The humble aphid was also afraid that what he said would not come true, but when he thought of the Earthworm tribe that had all broken away from their slave titles, he felt a little firmer in his heart, "If you don't take a look, how will you know whether what I am telling is the truth or a lie. The lord is the most benevolent lord I have ever seen, and the tribe I will join in the future is the most powerful tribe.

Of course you can lock me up and rob me of what I bring.

But you must also be prepared to face the wrath of the Nuwa tribe! "

A tribe that owns salt is an extremely wealthy tribe.

When they heard this, these people hesitated. The first thing that came to their minds was the Salt Earth Tribe.Just in case, important members of the tribe began to discuss sending people to watch the summer fair held by the tribe.

What is summer collection?

It is to set up a trading platform outside the city wall that has not yet been built, and to exchange excess production items.

And the slaves of the tribe did not disappoint her. Many of them brought people from other tribes.When these people saw what was on the platform, their eyes widened.

clay pots;
Woven straw sandals, mattresses;

Various backpack tools made from vines;
white flowers of salt;
All of them are best-selling products that make their eyes wide open, but when they ask about the price, they only accept food, game, and slaves.Each of the natives who brought nothing with them hurried back to report, "Good things, all good things!"

"There are watertight jars, which are very useful."

"Chief, look at the straw sandals I changed into. I can walk much faster than barefoot. I don't have to worry about my feet being pricked by thorny plants on the road."

"That salt, white and flowery, is much better than the salt from the Salt Earth Tribe..."

Such a good thing makes people feel itchy.

Especially salt.

The tribes have been suffering from salt shortage for a long time. When they heard that the Nuwa tribe had salt of high quality and the same price as the Yantu tribe, they instantly became energetic.For a time, nearby tribes began to move towards the Nuwa tribe, exchanging slaves and food for these handicrafts and salt.