civilization myth empire

Chapter 3 Civilized Tianchi

In a daze, Qin Yu suddenly appeared in this unfamiliar space holding the winner's gold coin in his hand.

At your feet is a lush cliff shore with lush vegetation.

As you go forward, you will see a majestic waterfall flying down three thousand feet, just like the Milky Way pouring down, which is deeply shocking.

Qin Yu leaned over and looked over. There were two pools of water under the waterfall, one of which was golden and the other was gray. Each pool of water was divided into three layers, and each layer was darker in color than the other.

The golden pool at the bottom is as dazzling as the sun, making people dare not look directly at it for a long time.

This should be the so-called "Civilized Tianchi". From his introduction, it seems to be unique to him.

So why are there two pools?

Qin Yu was puzzled and leaned over to look again.

One gold, one gray...

A victory and a defeat? ?

Maybe there really will be loser gold coins, but I don’t know what the difference will be in the items that can be drawn from the two pools.

Qin Yu shook his head, stopped his random thoughts, and threw the gold coin forward vigorously.

The gold coins fell rapidly from the cliff bank.

"Whoosh...bang!"

The small gold coin created quite a ripple. Like a meteorite positioned in advance, the gold coin hit the gold pool accurately, splashing the water on the third floor high, and then moved towards the deeper second floor with the remaining force. He rushed forward, but then he was bounced back like a stone hitting a wall.

The pool water on the third floor suddenly glowed with golden light, brilliant and brilliant, and an object glowing with white light spurted out from the pool, flew straight up three thousand feet, and floated in front of Qin Yu.

[You consume a primary winner gold coin and obtain "Hundred Steel Ring First Sword" × 1 (white quality)]

(Based on the quality of the rewards, they are roughly divided into: white, green, blue, purple, gold, orange, and red)

(Note: The higher the level of the gold coin, the deeper the layer of water it falls into, and the higher the probability of high-quality items appearing.)

Qin Yu slowly opened his eyes, and the shocking waterfall disappeared, replaced by the vast grassland.

A gust of cold wind blew between his legs, and Qin Yu couldn't help but shiver.

He hates nature without any sense of boundaries!

Qin Yu tightened the animal skin coat on his body and looked down at his hands.

As soon as he became conscious, his hand felt heavy, and an exquisite Huanshou sword wrapped in a red sandalwood scabbard appeared in Qin Yu's hand.

Choking——

Qin Yu held the handle of the knife and pulled it out of the scabbard with force. A Bailian Huanshou sword glowing with silvery white light instantly appeared in front of him. The back of the knife was straight and straight, and the blade was extremely sharp.

Qin Yu asked someone to bring a piece of mutilated deer skin, then straightened it, held the handle of the knife with his right hand, and then gently lowered it.

"Hiss..."

There was a slight cracking sound, and the animal skin was easily divided into two halves like paper.

This caused the surrounding people to look shocked and immediately said that it was more powerful than the weapons given by the gods.

Qin Yu also looked excited. In a primitive civilization with extremely low technology and backwardness, such a sharp steel weapon was no different from an artifact.

Absolutely no one can withstand such a sharp blade. As long as the strength is strong enough, it can even cut people in half.

After comparing the blades for a while, Qin Yu liked it more and more. He planned to leave it to himself for self-defense. After all, he had to save his own life before he could fight for hegemony.

Qin Yu put the sword back into its scabbard and hung it directly on his waist. Then, just when he was about to organize people to go to the lake in the south to take a look, he saw the clan elder from before walking over with a serious look on his face.

The old man frowned, his face was extremely serious, and his eyes showed uneasiness.

"Master Patriarch, come with me."

Qin Yu nodded and followed the old man all the way to a corpse.

This is a corpse left by the enemy.

"Master Patriarch, look." The old man knelt down and picked up a simple necklace woven from straw rope and stone. There were several lines carved on the stone. The old man pointed to the lines on the stone and began to explain: "This line represents blood. The Hand Tribe, and only the descendants of the leader of the Blood Hand Tribe can wear this necklace that symbolizes identity."

The old man was silent for a long time, and then said: "I want to say that we are unlucky. Lord Patriarch, please make preparations in advance to deal with the upcoming snowstorm."

"The Bloody Hand Tribe?" Qin Yu asked in a deep voice, "Do you know what's going on with their tribe?"

"The warriors of the Blood Hand Tribe are vindictive and extremely ferocious. They often plunder the surrounding small tribes. There must be more than fifty tribal warriors capable of fighting, and they have many sharp stone knives." The old man closed his eyes and told the story. road.

"There is nothing we can do if we remove twenty of the fifty people..." Qin Yu rubbed his chin with his right hand and began to think about how to deal with it. "It's not good, it's not good! It's not good, the patriarch!"

A thirteen- or fourteen-year-old boy rushed towards Qin Yu with a face full of panic, panting and ran to Qin Yu: "Master Patriarch! From the north, the people from the Bloody Hand Tribe in the north are coming!"

The pupils in Qin Yu's eyes shrank sharply, and his heart felt as if he had experienced a bolt from the blue.

He really couldn't understand why this happened so fast?

The tribal guards are in the eastern mountains. It will take at least twenty minutes to get back. A round trip has already taken nearly an hour. It's too late... it's too late...

After a moment of silence, Qin Yu suddenly raised his head and looked at the young man, and asked: "How many people are there on the other side? What weapons are they holding?"

The young man's face turned red with anxiety, and he hesitated and gestured: "There are many, many people, more than all the people in our tribe combined! The weapons include wooden sticks and stone knives... It seems that there are also wooden sticks with stones tied to them. arms."

"Stone spear?" Qin Yu frowned and said seriously: "Hurry up and call You Ming and the others back to the east. The others will follow me and go up to have a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man hurriedly ran towards the east.

Qin Yu took the old, young, women and children of the tribe and headed north to greet them.

As he got closer, Qin Yu could already clearly see the black shadow in the north.

The sound of chaotic footsteps became louder and louder, making Qin Yu feel anxious and restless. However, he could only pretend to be calm. If he showed his timidity or ran away, he would be chased endlessly like a prey.

"Head, look here." The old man pointed at the densely packed enemy in front and said, "The warrior with the beast skull as the leader is the number one warrior of the Blood Hand Tribe... Jie."

After the old man finished speaking, he fell down beside the tent and closed his eyes as if resigned to his fate.

The enemy has more than 40 young and strong warriors. Looking at our side, except for one clan leader who is still able to fight, there are only the old, weak, sick and disabled...

Qin Yu stared at the slowly approaching team in front, mentally prepared to retreat at any time, but this was only the worst option.

"Everyone, get out of here and squat down. Maybe I will make your death more comfortable."

The rough voice was like the roar of a wild beast, resounding arrogantly throughout the tribe.

Jie is a majestic figure with a fierce and cold face. He is wearing a heavy fur coat and holds a nearly two-meter stone spear on his shoulder. The tip of the spear is sharpened and it seems that it can easily pierce the human body.

Qin Yu breathed a sigh of relief. The other party did not say anything and started fighting, which showed that there was still room for maneuver. He raised his voice and shouted loudly: "Now that winter is approaching, the Blood Hand tribe must be short of food, right? Then If you have many livestock, do you have enough fodder reserves?”

Jie looked disdainful, raised his head and shouted: "Kill all of you, and the cattle, sheep, food, fodder and women will all be ours."

"Hahahahaha!"

As soon as Jie finished speaking, the tribal warriors behind him raised their heads and laughed.

Qin Yu's expression remained unchanged and he said: "The conflict between you and me is just for survival. Today you plundered us and got some immediate benefits, but what's the use?"

"Sooner or later, the surrounding small tribes will perish. What will happen when you are short of food again? Then there will be no tribes for you to plunder."

Seeing that his expression was obviously lost in thought, Qin Yu immediately hit the rails while the iron was hot: "Give me three days! Then you will come here with your army. As the leader of the tribe, I can promise that fifty complete animal skins, Two thousand kilograms of meat are served one by one three days later, and this is the case every year."

Hearing this, Jie's eyes lit up, and he was obviously interested. After thinking for a moment, he responded: "Okay! Then I will give you three days. If there is one thing missing after three days, I will take all of you." It’s up to the human life to fill it!”

After the words fell, Jie shouted loudly, and more than forty soldiers immediately turned around and returned menacingly to the original route.

Seeing the enemy retreating, the stone hanging in everyone's hearts was finally temporarily put down.

The old tribal man who had fallen next to the tent stood up silently and smiled bitterly: "Master Patriarch, fifty skins and two thousand kilograms of meat are hard to come by in a month, not to mention three days!"

Qin Yu turned to look at him, and then said calmly: "I didn't intend to give it to you."

Three days were enough for him to come up with a way to deal with the Blood Hand Tribe. If he succeeded, he would skyrocket, and if he failed, he would be left with bones and bones.

The king is never afraid of death. Rebirth in adversity is the truth.

[Congratulations on defeating a war, you will receive a primary loser gold coin × 1 (coin)]

The sudden voice in his mind made Qin Yu stunned, and he silently put away the blackened gold coin.

Are there really loser gold coins?

It sounds unlucky.

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