So, with so much dedication, how do we build a totem pole?
After hearing what the knight said, Xiaobai was also a little confused. It didn't seem like it was going to be easy.
From what they heard, the wood and carvings were all big problems, which were very different from those in the forest. Xiaobai was a god in the forest, and his understanding of the grassland was limited, and he had no idea what to do.
The red-maned Yanglie understood what was going on here, and turned around directly to start collecting the knights' personal belongings. He soon gathered a pile of scattered items, most of which were worthless things. Fortunately, there were still some.
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After taking inventory of these supplies, Hong-maned Yanglie frowned: "It's just enough."
Xiaobai looked at the pile of supplies, and then at the knight who had been almost stripped clean. He couldn't help but cover his face, it was so embarrassing.
"What's the use of collecting these?" Xiaobai still couldn't help but asked curiously.
"Of course I'm going to change the totem pole and come back." Red-maned Yanglie said matter-of-factly.
Eh? Couldn't the totem pole be exchanged if you didn't wait?
Xiaobai looked at the group of knights in front of him in confusion. He felt a little confused. The totem pole is the residence of the gods and the most sacred existence. Can it be used as a commodity?
"What's wrong?" Hong-maned Yanglie saw Xiao Bai's puzzled look and finally realized that he was not a grassland person, so he explained: "We don't have wood, we don't have carving technology, and we don't even have the formula for dye.
No, in the grasslands, totem poles are made by dedicated people. They collect wood, practice carving techniques, and learn how to prepare dyes."
This is an industrial chain formed around the totem pole. With such a business acumen, is it possible that he has met someone who has traveled through time and space?
Seeing that what Red Mane Yanglie said was clear and logical, Xiaobai didn't want to worry about it anymore. Anyway, let them do it if they could, as long as they could get a totem pole in the end.
Xiao Bai is not afraid that these knights will not take him seriously. After all, the red-maned horse is their god. If these guys don't pay attention, there is no need for him to be busy.
"Then let's change the totem pole next?" Xiaobai asked enthusiastically. He was still very interested in the place where the totem pole was changed.
"Yes." Red-maned Yanglie directed the knights to put away the supplies, then stood up and looked around to determine the direction, and finally said: "There should be a place around here where you can change totem poles. It's not too far away from us.
It’s far away, let’s go there now.”
"How long will it take?" Xiaobai asked.
"It may take three days." Hongmane Yanglie thought for a while and said.
"Three days, let's leave now." Xiaobai nodded and decided to go to the place where the totem poles were changed with Red Mane Yanglie.
Xiaobai is a true god, but he is not omnipotent. He doesn’t know anything about the grassland, and he doesn’t want to act like a big-tailed wolf. He doesn’t know how to pretend to understand. Keeping a low profile at all times and learning is the real attitude. Of course,
Once he fully understands what the grassland will be like, there's no telling.
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After walking on the grassland for three days, Xiaobai's eyes turned into circles. He really couldn't figure out how the red-maned Yanglie and these knights could tell the direction. Why did everything seem to be the same wherever he looked?
On the evening of the third day, a small tribe appeared in front of them, and smoke rose slightly.
After traveling for three days, the knights who had not eaten well or slept well finally showed smiles on their numb faces. As long as they reached the tribe in front, they could take a rest.
The group of people sped up and rushed to the small tribe.
When he got closer, Xiao Bai realized that this was really a small tribe. The population of the whole tribe was probably less than 200 people. Everyone was covered in animal skins that had not been washed for an unknown period of time, and they looked dirty.
However, this small tribe is very unique. There is a small forest surrounding their tribe.
Although there are not many trees in the grove, they are unique in this green grassland.
The tents are arranged very neatly, and neatly stacked wooden strips and blocks, as well as discarded leftover materials, can be seen everywhere in the small tribe.
"Is this here?" Xiaobai approached Hongmane Yanglie and asked in a low voice.
From the moment they arrived, Xiao Bai found that the people in the tribe had been staring at them, with numb and cold expressions on their faces, neither enthusiastic nor repulsive, which was weird.
Red-maned Yanglie nodded towards the wood in the tribe, then pointed to the grove, and said: "That's right, they are a tribe that specializes in making totem poles to survive. No other tribe has such a forest.
There won’t be so much wood.”
Xiaobai shrugged and didn't ask any more questions. He was not familiar with the grassland anyway. Red-maned Yanglie said yes, that's right, he was more familiar with it than he was.
Before the knights could step into the tribe, three people walked out of the tribe, blocking their way and shouting something in a strange language towards the red-maned Yanglie.
The language was not a tribal language, so Xiaobai couldn't understand it and could only watch Red Mane Yanglie communicate with them.
The two sides yelled for a while, and the red-maned Yanglie waved his hand, and the knight behind came over with supplies and threw them in front of the three people, forming a small pile.
The three of them looked at the knights warily, and one of them walked out, flipped through the supplies, shouted something to the back, curled his lips in disdain, and Xiaobai could clearly see the contemptuous expression on his face. Obviously, this
The guy looks down on the knights' supplies.
The three people started shouting again, and their attitude became obviously arrogant. After hearing what these three guys said, the red-maned Yanglie's face turned red.
"Let me guess, they don't agree?" Xiaobai turned to the red-maned Yanglie and said.
"They raised the price because they thought our things were broken and worthless, so they were unwilling to just make us a new totem pole." Red-maned Yanglie said through gritted teeth.
The totem pole is related to the life of the gods, and there is no room for red-maned Yang Lie to be careless. He almost plundered all the wealth in the hands of the knights to gather these things. Now he is being ignored. This feeling makes him extremely angry and furious.
Liang, however, kept silent.
Red Mane Yang Lie knew very well that if he wanted to take action against these people at this time, the totem pole would be completely ruined and there would be no hope anymore.
No matter how arrogant these people are, how they look down on them, how much they raise their prices, Hongmane Yanglie can only hold his nose and admit it. He cannot give up the tribe's gods just because of his own whim.
Although the red-maned Yanglie can endure it, it doesn't mean that Xiaobai can endure it. After all, he is also a true god. No matter how low-key he is, he is not willing to let a few primitive people be humiliated.
However, these primitive people did not take action against him, and Xiaobai could not take the initiative to take action, but it did not mean that he had no way and could not take action. That was fine, he could just use divine power to suppress it.