In the past, the girls around him, no matter what their superficial personalities were, were actually extremely strong inside, so he never encountered this kind of situation.
An Hao glanced at Bagka, his meaning was obvious.
Think of a solution quickly!
Bagka was very calm. He walked up to Fran and said softly: "Flan, Master An Hao actually knows how hard you have been working."
"The shaman of your tribe is not here, and those tribesmen are not convinced by you. It is also very difficult for you to manage, and you have suffered a lot of grievances."
"What Mr. An Hao means is that you are a leader now. You cannot treat them peacefully as usual. You have to be strong."
"Master An Hao hates iron and cannot turn it into steel!"
"Fulan, you have to be strong and don't live up to Master An Hao's expectations of you!"
Fran also stopped crying and looked at An Hao, "Master An Hao, is it true?"
An Hao was not stupid and said quickly: "Yes, that's what I meant."
Fran wiped away her tears and nodded her head vigorously, "I will work hard and I will not let Master An Hao down!"
After saying that, she left with high spirits.
Looking at Fran's back, An Hao also sighed.
"The pressure on this little girl turns out to be so great."
An Hao looked at Bagka, and his evaluation of him rose to another level.
Should I say that he is an expert at coaxing children, or that he is thoughtful and considerate?
"Bagka, you are quite powerful!" An Hao praised.
Bagka smiled, a bit self-deprecating.
"Sir An Hao, as long as you are a living creature, you will have all kinds of troubles. Even your ancestors who have passed away will retain their power and make them into heroic spirits. This is not because they care about the tribe."
An Hao nodded and gave him the label of orc philosopher.
"By the way, I'll give this back to you."
An Hao took out the totem pole that had turned into a small wooden stick and handed it to Bagka, "But it has become like this, and I can't restore it."
Bagka quickly knelt down and said, "This totem pole is already Lord An Hao's property. I'm sorry that I can't accept it. Please take it back to Lord An Hao."
His posture was extremely low, his head almost dropped to the ground.
An Hao naturally didn't believe what he said. How could a subordinate who had just surrendered be so loyal? You were playing a strategy game, so you had to force the totem pole on him.
Bagka repeatedly declined, "Lord An Hao, we have been defeated. According to the rules, the entire Longya tribe is your trophy. Naturally, this totem pole is also your property, and my subordinates will never accept it."
"real?"
"My subordinates dare not deceive Lord An Hao!"
An Hao also didn't expect Bagka's consciousness to be so high. Could it be that he really has the aura of a king?
An Hao quickly shook this thought out of his mind and warned himself:
An Hao!
You've lost your mind!
Have you forgotten about saving the ancestral star and spreading Chinese culture?
Never have such a thing as a dream!
An Hao stared at Bagka for a while, trying to put some pressure on him, but the other party was obviously too mentally prepared and kept looking at him with a mean smile, not letting him find any flaws.
An Hao gave up and asked: "Why?"
Bagka smiled bitterly, "Sir An Hao, in fact, I didn't want to be the chief at all. However, I am the strongest in the tribe besides Lolita, so I can only take on this burden."
"But as a leader, the daily pressure is really great!"
"I even thought about it more than once, ignoring the ancestral teaching that half-orcs cannot be chiefs, and passing the chief's position to Lolita."
"To be honest, after taking refuge with you, my subordinates feel relieved."
"Stop talking, I understand you."
An Hao suddenly felt a sense of sympathy for each other. There were so many beasts to control, so the pressure was really great!
The two of them sighed in unison.
An Hao asked about totem poles again. He wanted to find some clues through totem poles.
Bagka knew everything and said, "Sir An Hao, the totem pole can be traced back to more than 10,000 years ago. Of course, this is just a legend passed down from generation to generation in the tribe. I don't know whether it is true or not."
"Ten thousand years? Does your small tribe of a few hundred people have such a long history?"
An Hao was a little surprised, but when he saw Bagka's resentful eyes, he realized that he had gone too far.
"Ahem, your tribe is quite powerful, you continue."
Bagka continued: "It is said that ten thousand years ago, the Kalwa continent was more than a hundred times larger than it is now."
"At that time, the mainland had abundant magic power, powerful plane rules, and it was very easy for everyone to be promoted. Bronze warriors, who are very rare now, were very common at that time."
"But suddenly one day, a group of gods descended on the continent! Bringing the entire continent into flames of war!"
This plot sounded very familiar to An Hao, a bit like the information chapter of a Western fantasy game in his previous life.
"Excuse me, why gods? Shouldn't everything that appears in this situation be demons or something like that?"
Bagka shook his head, "I don't know. Anyway, the legends circulated by the tribe have always emphasized that they are gods."
"Of course, it is possible that the legend is too old and distorted. For example, in the Holy Spirit Sect in the Kingdom of Stormwind, there has been a legend about the Holy Spirit resisting demons."
"Perhaps the ancestors at that time regarded demons as gods."
An Hao nodded, "Okay, you continue."
Bagka: "It is said that the battle ten thousand years ago lasted surprisingly short, only five days."
"Five days?" An Hao obviously didn't believe it. "The Kalva continent is really a hundred times larger than it is now. Even if it's just a wandering around, it would take more than five days."
Bagka also quite agreed with An Hao's words, "What's even more bizarre is what's behind. It's said that that battle not only broke the continent into pieces, leaving only one percent of it, but even the treasures enshrined by the Holy Spirit Sect were left behind. The Holy Spirit, the kingdom of God where he lives, has been captured."
An Hao curled his lips and expressed his contempt for the orc ancestor who made up this legend.
The one in the coffin, if you can travel to the earth, don't work in the game planning profession, there is no future!
An Hao: "Stop talking about these, let's talk about the totem pole."
Bagka: "Okay."
"Originally, the totem pole could only store the power of the ancestors and be used as an ordinary weapon."
"But legend has it that after the ancestors gained a little power from those gods, they could transform themselves into heroic spirits when they died and save them in the totem poles.
"When there are tribesmen with high fitness among the descendants, the heroic spirits can be merged into their bodies."
"These people can directly summon heroic spirits to fight, instead of just stimulating the power of the totem pole. You have seen the example, that is Lolita."
"Heroic spirits... clansmen... fusion..." An Hao suddenly felt that he had caught something.
"Damn it! How could I be so stupid! I actually forgot such an important thing! Bagka, I will give you a big credit!"
An Hao left excitedly, leaving Bagka staying there with a confused look on his face.
"Forget it, I've made money anyway!"
Bagka hummed a tune and began to ask the orcs to work.