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Chapter 917: Large Iron Pot and Grill (1/3)

The indigenous people on Fuso Island are so hairy that their naked bodies look like they are wearing fur.

Xi Tong couldn't help but wonder what kind of race this was. Nuwa created humans in the land of China, and there should be no human footprints here.

Before me, no one had migrated Chinese residents here on a large scale, right?

Therefore, the Fusang natives are not human beings, at least not real human beings.

Just call them hairy people.

Looking at their stout and short bodies, Xi Tong first thought of the dwarves.

Borrowing seeds, right, improving bloodline, right?

Can!

The gene bank stores genetic samples of the dwarf race, which can cause the body to mutate and develop towards the dwarf race after use.

For example, muscle strength is enhanced, bones are stronger, and durability is improved.

He also has a keen sense of soil and minerals, and a passion for metal objects.

Of course, there's wine.

The dragon people came back again and again, each bringing with them the leader, clan leader and other important figures of the hairy tribe on the island.

A group of dark, gray and dirty fur balls piled together, the smell is really sour.

"Bring them all over and wash them, make them clean!"

After receiving the order, the dragon people immediately took the hairy man to the beach to clean it.

Several dragon men who had no tasks immediately dug holes, buried pots, and made fires.

Xi Tong originally thought that they were heating hot water and giving the hairy people a hot bath. Just when he was about to praise him, he found that several dragon people took out chopping boards, kitchen knives, green onions, ginger and garlic.

Wait, what is this for?

"Lord God, didn't you wash it and put it in the pot?"

Xi Tong rubbed his forehead.

The dragon people choose all the outstanding members of the reincarnations. How can such fools appear? It seems that there is an error in the selection mechanism of the reincarnations.

But having said that, who can struggle to survive in many worlds and survive to the end, who is a normal person? Even those with perfect minds have been tempered into perverts.

"Of course not to the pot!"

A few fools suddenly realized it, and quickly removed the pot, then put on the barbecue grill and prepared cumin, chili powder, and pepper.

Looking at the marks on the barbecue grill and condiment bottles, Fan Tong's takeout business is very good.

The hairy heads were washed and washed, and their hair was wet and clinging to their bodies. Finally, the outlines of human faces and bodies could be seen.

However, the Mao people were filled with fear and anger, and their whole bodies were shaking with anger - 99% fear and 1% anger.

They didn't know what happened. They only knew that a group of big men who were flying up and down arrived in their village, asked who was the boss here, and then brought them with them.

Seeing the big man who had brought him here kneel down to a tall man with a majestic face, stagnant breath, luxurious clothes, and unparalleled power... all the hairy people also knelt down.

Xi Tong didn't waste any time. He gave these people a Terra Stone energy chip and then conveyed his thoughts to them.

Then, each person took a bottle of medicine and got out.

Not sent.

The Mao people have always been bold and thick-skinned. Their women dare to come here to seduce men. Their roughness and wildness are evident.

Realizing that the big man had no intention of harming him, a group of hairy leaders began to wander around the camp.

There is nothing interesting to see among the 100,000 farmers, they are just a group of laborers working in the fields.

However, Xi Tong prepared a special nutritional package for them, coupled with elixirs, spiritual fruits, and genetic potions, each of them consolidated their foundation and restored their origins.

Even if you have the talent for cultivation, you still don’t have the strength to do the work.

Several hairy leaders gathered together and muttered.

"They don't do much work and are not tired, but they eat so well."

"I saw the meat and the fruit. Oh, I can smell the fragrance from so far away. I feel so good after just one smell. I really want to have a taste."

"I don't want to go back, I want to work here."

"Me too."

As a result, the dragon people had to make another trip to carry these hairy leaders back to wherever they came from.

It's all up to them to go back and promote the good policies of the System's Lord God, so how can they be allowed to work here.

After returning to the village, a group of leaders narrated their experiences in more detail.

If I hadn't been uneducated, I would have almost recited a couple of sentences, "The immortal caressed my head, and I will have my hair tied and I will live forever."

Then, the leader, clan leader and others showed off the strange power they had just acquired, holding up a stone that was more than ten times larger than themselves and walking like flying, dancing and shouting non-stop.

Although they could lift stones more than ten times bigger than themselves before, they had already tried their best and were trembling every step of the way, unlike now.

All I can say is that I really encountered God.

To the savage and ignorant ethnic group, no matter how extravagant your bragging is, it is not as real as killing a cow with one punch.

Only when the level of civilization reaches a certain level will people pursue those fancy things.

For this reason, in primitive beliefs, gods are always brutal and bloody.

It's not that God is brutal and bloody, but that believers can only understand this part.

The leaders and clan elders described the work of digging pits, cutting down trees, and food treatment at the gods' place. Immediately, the whole village and clan mobilized and moved as a group.

Xi Tong chose the address for the Mao people to live.

This is a huge valley. The valley is surrounded by mountains, dense vegetation, plains, and rivers. A few dozen miles down the river is the estuary, excellent harbors, fishing grounds, salt ponds...

The climate here is also very good, it is a natural and livable treasure land, and the surrounding area is deep and vast, with strong development potential.

The most important thing is that this is where the Fuso Sacred Tree takes root, and it is also the nest where the Ten Golden Crows once lived.

Every stone here is repeatedly tempered by the true fire of the sun. It contains a hint of masculine and hot firepower and is the best stone to build a forging furnace.

Although the Fusang Sacred Tree was destroyed by the witch clan, it is still alive and dormant underground.

Because of this, this valley is like a huge furnace, but the furnace temperature is not very high.

Because of this, humans can live in it and be subtly changed by the scorching fire.

Forging is not just about tempering steel, it is also about tempering yourself, using the dissipated true fire of the sun and the breath of the Fuso tree to temper your flesh and bones, constantly breaking through your own limits.

Xi Tong named this place Ironforge, the future city of the hairy people, or the future city of the dwarves.

The hairy people who came over were all equipped with Terra Stone energy chips and fed with genetic potions, allowing them to develop towards the dwarves.

Soon, the population of the seven large settlements in Ironforge reached 100,000.

There is no way, there are not many hairy people, and there are only so many that can be looted from the entire island.

In the future, wandering individuals may come to seek refuge, but the increase will be sporadic. If you want to continue to expand the dwarf population, you can only conquer other islands.

As for how to conquer it, it's up to the Mao people themselves.

If Xi Tong finishes everything, the Mao people will be like the Dragon people, losing their identity as indigenous creatures and not being recognized by heaven.

Ding ding!

Dang Dang!

The furry people in Ironforge have finally begun to forge.

Hearing this familiar voice, the memories buried in their blood burst out like a fountain, out of control.

At the same time, Xi Tong felt that the strong power of destiny emerged and condensed in Ironforge.


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