Four hundred and sixtieth eight chapters leader road
In the forest.
There was a muffled "bang" sound, and a large elk weighing more than 300 kilograms fell to the ground without saying a word. After rubbing its legs for a few times, it simply went away, with a stick inserted deeply into its eyes.
arrow.
"Oh my God, Sal, your arrow was so accurate, it was more than two hundred meters away!" A voice of admiration came from the dense forest.
"Haha, let's go and carry the deer back. We'll have some to eat in the past few days." Sun Ran chuckled, walked to the elk carcass, grabbed its legs, and with a strong force, he pulled the more than 300 kilograms.
The big lump of flesh rested on his shoulders.
Half-elf Mengsa's eyes almost bulged when he saw this power, and he stood beside him and swallowed his saliva.
As a half-elf, he thought that his strength and archery skills were pretty good, but compared with this guy today... he could only stand aside. Even during this hunting, he just watched from the beginning to the end.
"Let's go back. It's difficult for me to see the things I'm holding, so you can be vigilant about the surroundings for me. I hope I don't run into any elves," Sun Ran said.
"Okay." Mengsa nodded, it still had some effect.
The trip back went smoothly without any accidents.
After returning to the village, Sun Ran threw the big elk onto the river beach. Mengsa on the side immediately said to the surrounding villagers: "This is the deer hunted by Sal. It will be food for the village. Deal with it quickly. God."
It’s hot, but don’t let the fresh meat spoil!”
The villagers suddenly cheered.
Mengsa shouted again: "From today on, Sal is the new leader of the village. He will protect you and hunt to provide fresh meat for everyone. In return, you must obey his orders, serve him, and do your best to make people happy."
He's living a comfortable life, isn't he?"
"Yes!" the villagers shouted in response, all of them happily.
The strong are respected. Having a strong person as the leader is the guarantee for the survival of the weak.
Sun Ran didn't refuse pretentiously. He came to this village just to be the leader. With his strength, he didn't deserve it, and others still refused. The former leader Mengsa himself couldn't sit still.
In such a primitive tribe, whoever is the strongest is the natural leader, there is no doubt.
He drew out his broadsword, walked up to the big elk, and used his swords a few times to cut the body of the elk into pieces that were easier to handle. It was as easy as cutting tofu. Then he put away his sword and raised his hands high.
Arms, showing an extremely strong body.
The villagers were overwhelmed by the power he showed, and they all bent down and looked up at Sun Ran to express their awe.
Sun Ran walked all the way, patted the heads of every villager who was close to him, and said with a smile: "I, Sal, will do my best to protect the village!"
"Saer! Saer! Saer!" The villagers shouted one after another, with faces full of joy.
"Okay!" Sun Ran nodded and ordered: "Get busy now."
So everyone returned to their respective places, and a few old men and women began to process the meat on the ground. The other women fished in the river, or picked wild vegetables and fruits nearby.
As long as it was edible, the villagers collected it as much as possible.
In fact, these wild vegetables and fruits collected by women are the greatest guarantee of survival, because men may not always harvest when hunting. If an accident occurs, the villagers will go hungry, which is obviously not acceptable.
Therefore, although the women in the village are thin, in fact, they provide most of the food for the village, of course, it can only be vegetarian.
Sun Ran followed Mengsa back to the shack.
When they arrived at the house, Mengsa said: "Chief, you will live here from now on."
"What about you?"
"Hey, there are a lot of empty shacks in the village, any one will do." Mengsa said with a sad smile on his face.
"That's fine." Sun Ran knew that Mengsa was ensuring the authority of the leader, and he didn't refuse. In this human village, which is similar to a primitive tribe, everyone goes straight and doesn't have time to be pretentious.
Monsa and Anna moved out.
Sun Ran was alone in the shed and took out the magic crystal of the Fire Demon Lion given by Mengsa, preparing to use it to purify the magic power in his body.
The light red magic crystal looked very pure, exuding faint flame fluctuations. Sun Ran held it in the palm of his hand and poured his own flame magic into it.
The palm of his hand suddenly shook, and the magic crystal began to heat up. Sun Ran did not stop and continued to infuse magic power. This is a common method for using magic crystal in the world of gods, and it is not a secret.
The crystal became hotter and hotter. Suddenly, a critical point was crossed, and a brand new flame magic power came out of the crystal and flowed into Sun Ran's body.
Sun Ran felt it carefully, and he found that this new magical power was completely integrated with his body without any rejection reaction. Of course, there were impurities in this new magical power, but it was much purer than the magical power in his body. When it flowed through his body, it brought him
More powerful explosive power.
Each type of magic has a special effect. The natural magic of elves is agility. As for the role of fire magic, in addition to general magic killing and improving physical fitness, its special effect is to greatly increase the user's explosive power!
The purer and more powerful the magic power is, the greater the increase in explosive power.
Sun Ran now has a level of fire magic, and his maximum power to trigger a magic burst can reach twice the usual level!
Therefore, when he uses magic power, even if Lu Xiping possesses secondary natural magic power, he cannot fight him head-on and can only dodge using force-removing techniques.
In the past, when Sun Ran competed with him, Lu Xiping succeeded in exerting himself every time, so he could draw with Sun Ran every time, at least that's what Lu Xiping thought.
The purification of the magic power did not take long, only about half an hour later, and no more magic power was fed back from the crystal.
Sun Ran opened his palms and looked, and saw that the pure and dazzling magic crystals that were originally like rubies had turned into a mottled black and gray color. The interior was full of cracks, and there was no longer any flame fluctuation.
Sun Ran understood that the black-grey color in the crystal was the magic impurity filtered out from the magic power in his body, and all the magic power originally contained in the crystal flowed into his body.
After feeling his body carefully, Sun Ran found that the magic power in his body had become stronger and purer, and the growth rate that had previously stagnated began to accelerate again.
"Oh, it does have some effect, but the improvement of the magic power crystal of a fire demon lion is too small. If I want to upgrade to the second level, I need more flame magic crystals." Sun Ran thought to himself.
This forest belongs to the elves. Now that he is escaping privately, if he encounters the elves again in the future, it will definitely lead to death. Therefore, he must increase his strength as soon as possible.
At this time, the smell of meat came from outside the shack. The venison was almost ready, and Sun Ran walked out of the shack.
The villagers he met along the way immediately saluted him with very respectful expressions, which made him feel much more comfortable. It was completely the opposite extreme from the depression he felt when he was a slave in the elves.
"From now on, the human race will be my foundation."
There was a pottery pot in the center of the village, where the meat was being cooked. The villagers were busy working on the side. Sun Ran walked over, sat down on the flattest stone nearby, and waved to Mengsa, who was also busy.
"What's the matter, leader?" Mengsa quickly adapted to his new role.
"How many people are there in this forest? Are there any other gathering places?" Sun Ran asked.
Mengsa nodded: "Quite a lot. There are more than 500,000, but most of them are slaves of elves or werewolves, numbering around 400,000. There are only less than 100,000 other free people. As for gatherings like this, there are about two
Thirty, we are relatively small. The largest gathering place is in Falling Star Valley. The leader is a second-level warrior, and there are more than thirty magic warriors under his command. They seem to have mastered the method of activating magic."
"Oh." Sun Ran nodded: "This leader is good and smart."
"Smart is smart, but very narrow-minded and very cruel. His people's life is worse than that of elven slaves." Monsa looked disdainful.
Sun Ran nodded, thoughtfully.
At this moment, the broth was boiled. A girl about fourteen or fifteen years old held a clay pot filled with meat pieces and knelt down in front of Sun Ran. She held the clay pot in front of Sun Ran, while other villagers
They all waited quietly, and no one touched the food.
Sun Ran was startled and then realized that this was the authority of the leader.
He took the clay pot, took a sip with a wooden spoon, and then said, "Let's eat."
The villagers just started to take action. It seemed a little chaotic, but there was still order in the chaos. The strong and healthy villagers got more and better food, and the broth they were given had more meat and less wild vegetables.
The land is divided even less, and there are not many pieces of meat in it. It is basically wild vegetables.
This is the law of nature, and Sun Ran is not in a position to interfere now, so he just watches silently.
After a while, the girl from before came back, holding a pottery bowl in her hand, squatting at Sun Ran's feet, sipping the broth in small sips, trying not to make any noise, and seemed very quiet.
Only then did Sun Ran take a closer look at her and found that she was very beautiful and had an elf's delicate charm about her. At least compared to the more than a hundred villagers, she was the youngest, the most beautiful, and the healthiest.
Mengsa on the side saw Sun Ran looking at the girl and said with a smile: "Chief, she makes a noise when the jasmine flowers bloom, so she is called Jasmine. She is fifteen this year... uh... she is also my little daughter, if you like...
…”
"Daughter? How old are you?" Sun Ran looked at Mengsa in surprise.
"Half-elves have a relatively long lifespan. They can live for more than a hundred years and they don't look too old. Don't look at me so handsome. In fact, I am already over forty, haha." Mengsa chuckled.
Sun Ran turned to look at the girl, who was also looking up at him. Seeing him looking over, he smiled shyly, and then lowered his head.
"Okay, I like her, so she can follow me." Sun Ran nodded.
Everything in primitive tribal society is simple and natural. If you like it, you just like it. There is no pretense or elegance here. (To be continued...)
