War Paradise

The interior of the stockade where the Daqin people live is basically the same as the primitive tribe.

Lin Chi walked into the gate, and the first thing that caught his eye was a half-cut dense forest and a simple thatched cottage.

The residents here only have ragged pieces of cloth to cover their bodies, and the tools they use for cooking are all made of stone.

If it weren't for the simple organ dolls responsible for guarding and transporting goods inside, and you could still see the style of the organ city, Lin Chi thought he had changed the map halfway and entered the primitive jungle scene.

Seeing the desolate appearance of the residents, Lin Chi asked casually: "Why don't you leave the Institution City?"

Hearing this, the ragged and unkempt boy who opened the door just now showed an angry expression on his small face, like an angry beast:

"Why are you leaving? This is our land!" the childish boy said loudly.

"You lived here before the organ city appeared?" Lin Chi immediately understood what the other party meant.

It sounds like the relationship between Daqin people and the bureau city is basically equivalent to the relationship between Indians and the United States. After the fortresses arrived, they began to persecute the local aborigines, and the only hope of the aborigines, General Qin, was also assassinated by traitors under his command.

Although Lin Chi admits that these aborigines are very backbone, but...

"You are too miserable." Lin Chi shook his head.

"The agency city officially prohibits any merchants from selling supplies to us. We are all self-sufficient." At this point, the boy's tone also brought a little gratitude: "It was Mr. Wei Tian who made these agency dolls for us. It helped us a lot!"

"It does have his style." Lin Chi watched an organ doll with exposed bones passing in front of him. Needless to say, just by looking at the weird shape and the heavy makeup that hasn't completely disappeared on his face, he knew that it was made by Shen Wenchong.

After learning that the visitor was a friend of "Mr. Wei Tian", the residents of this tribe immediately improved their attitude. With Lin Chi's 120 prestige points bonus, these Daqin people have almost reached the level of knowing nothing.

However, Lin Chi soon noticed that the accent and grammar of the residents here are quite different from those of other parts of the office city.

"Your dialect?" He asked the boy.

"This kind of grammar is commonly used by General Qin, and we call it'Daqin Dialect'." After this, the young man stood up proudly: "General Qin was the vanguard in conquering Greece back then!"

"Unfortunately he passed away." Lin Chi sighed.

When it came to this topic, the boy's mood suddenly fell, and gritted his teeth and said: "We will definitely find the second and fifth boy and put his body on the stake!"

Seeing that the young man became angry, Lin Chi patted him comfortably on the shoulder and whispered: "You take me around inside, and then go to meet your patriarch together, how about?"

——Seeing the boy’s reaction, he decisively dispelled the idea of ​​taking out the Dark Sword directly. If the residents here saw the Dark Sword in their own hands, they would most likely be mistaken for the traitor who killed General Qin, and then be brutally miserable. Assault.

At that time, even if he could kill all the residents here, the Dark Sword's mission would fail.

Thinking of this, Lin Chi also directly chose to adapt to the situation, first to see where he could receive the task, and then make the next step.

Following the young man in a small village, Lin Chi was like a leader who went to the countryside to "examine the feelings of the people". While helping the residents, he asked a lot about the situation, from helping the old lady to go home to helping the peasants to grow crops. The earth does everything, but it doesn't trigger any tasks.

——In this way, the task should have been triggered by the patriarch.

While he was thinking, the voice of the teenager interrupted his thoughts:

"The patriarch lives here."

Lin Chi raised his head and looked at the thatched house in front of him, which was slightly larger than the other thatched houses. It was obvious that even the patriarch here did not have much better living conditions.

Before he visited the patriarch, the young man walked into the house and said a few words. When he came out again, he nodded to Lin Chi with a smile on his face:

"The patriarch said you can come in."

Just now, Lin Chi's behavior of "helping others for pleasure" was seen by the young man. The young man who had not been involved in the world didn't think much about it. He just thought that Lin Chi was a good person, and his evaluation of him was much higher.

Lin Chi pushed open the broken wooden door of the hut and walked into the dimly lit room. A choking smoke puffed over his face, making him cough.

"Hello." He greeted the middle-aged man who was leaning on the "chair".

The furnishings in the thatched hut are extremely simple. There is only one bed, two chairs and a table. Those two wooden chairs cannot be moved at all, because they were cut from a stump exposed on the ground...

A middle-aged man with a beard sitting on a chair against the wall, holding a broken wooden pipe in his hand, and a few sparks falling from time to time, which makes people worry about his clothes made of leaves and animal skins. , Will it catch fire suddenly.

"That kid told me." The patriarch put down his pipe and looked at Lin Chi seriously: "Are you a friend of Mr. Wei Tian?"

Facing the patriarch, Lin Chi smiled and told the truth straightforwardly:

"No, Mr. Wei Tian is actually my subordinate."

As soon as these words came out, the patriarch suddenly widened his eyes slightly: "What did you say?"

The old man who claimed to be Mr. Wei Tian was already a godlike existence in the eyes of Daqin people.

——Is this young man in front of him really Mr. Wei Tian’s employer?

The patriarch stood up suspiciously, staring at Lin Chi's face without blinking, with a smoke emitting from his body:

"Boy, are you kidding me?"

"Why don't I call him over and let him talk to you in person?" Lin Chi said solemnly, "But he is now studying the equipment, I'm afraid there is not much time."

Seeing that Lin Chi was full of confidence, he didn't seem to be lying at all, although he was still a little skeptical, the patriarch's tone was milder: "Let's not talk about it now, what can you do?"

"I'm here to inform you of good news." Lin Chi smiled pretentiously and drew the pitch-black sword hilt from his backpack.

Seeing the weapons used by General Qin back then, the patriarch's eyes widened and his voice even began to tremble:

"This... is... the Dark Sword?"

"Mr. Wei Tian and I have killed the traitors who betrayed General Qin and regained the general's weapons." Lin Chi stood in the middle of the room, with unprecedented firmness in his tone.

"This..." All the pipes in the hands of the patriarch fell to the ground, and the previous calmness had already been thrown out of the clouds: "I have to discuss with the elders."

——Until then, the mission of the Dark Sword had not been triggered, but after seeing the situation of this "primitive tribe" and these poor but strong residents, Lin Chi had new plans.

"Wait."

Lin Chi stopped the patriarch who was about to leave the hut, and said seriously his proposal:

"You and your people, do you want to join the brotherhood that you created? We will overthrow the decadent rule of the Institution City and let your people get fair treatment."