When primitive people, who knew nothing, obtained such powerful weapons as firearms, they were undoubtedly shocked.

Because in their eyes, this kind of weapon that can take a life with just a flick of a finger is incredibly satisfying.

Furthermore, this jungle is a lawless land, free from any constraints, as if it were a battlefield bestowed by heaven.

Now, those who had been barely coexisting peacefully were immediately driven to the deepest evil within their humanity once they had guns in hand.

They began to fight each other for territory and seize all useful resources.

After all... who would trade something for something that can be obtained for free? Isn't buying something for free the best way?

In short, modern people have accelerated the evolution of their thinking, but at the same time, they have also disrupted the ecological balance of this place.

Those most affected were primitive ethnic groups like the Baijia tribe, which were completely feudal and backward, and could only ever be bullied.

After listening, Qi Xiaoyan looked at Ye Feng with concern and said, "Brother Feng, if that's the case, it seems that our weapons aren't enough to keep them safe."

Liu Sisi chimed in, "Shouldn't we buy more guns?"

Zhan Pengfei, still sporting the air of a nouveau riche, added, "Hey, why don't we turn back and buy them some more guns?"

"It's no use." Ye Feng shook his head helplessly, his face full of worry. "You don't really think the Baijia tribe only lacks weapons, do you?"

"What else could it be?" Fu Changxiong interjected...

“This is what they lack most.” Ye Feng poked his temple with his index finger.

"These women are not actually unintelligent, but their thinking is too outdated. Even our ancient Chinese people from hundreds of years ago were not as ignorant as they are."

Think about it, all the world's top industries are dominated by men, and 80% of the great scientists who have made progress are also men.

Even I, who temporarily saved them and gave them weapons to help them progress, am not a man?

Yet they still viewed men as demons, as ominous signs, not only rejecting them but also wanting to kill them.

At this point, Ye Feng suddenly laughed in anger, because he remembered some outrageous feminist statements he had seen on Xiaohongshu and Weibo.

She claims her father is a biological father and wants to create a world where only women exist, and that all men should be chemically castrated at birth.

It's such a shame that these female boxers don't join the Baija tribe.

Ye Feng remembered that he had tried to change Tatis and Krati's minds, when he asked them why they were always being hunted down and could never defeat other tribes.

Ye Feng originally intended to guide their thoughts slowly, but Tatis said that it was because the other party was originally a Wendigo, and also had the power of a demon, that he could not defeat them.

If Ye Feng could also grant them power, they would never lose to men.

Even though they were on the verge of extinction, they still did not try to change their mindset, which is truly pathetic and pitiful.

Ye Feng felt his worldview was shattered every time he recalled this conversation.

Upon hearing this, Liu Sisi said, "If they continue like this, won't we be unable to help them no matter what we do?"

Ye Feng wholeheartedly agreed with this statement. He had actually thought about this issue before, but last time he was so homesick that he left in a hurry...

There was still a lot of moral education that needed to be instilled in the Baijia tribe, so this time, he felt he should help them to the end.

"Anyway, this is the last time I'll help them. I'm just doing this to repay Salra and Lia for their help in the past."

If they're truly hopeless, then I'll just have to let them fend for themselves.

As they were talking, his deputy, Perodua, suddenly reminded him, "Mr. Ye Feng, the jungle trade fair is just ahead."

Ye Feng immediately picked up the binoculars and ran to the largest window in the cabin.

"Gentlemen, could you please slow down a bit?"

Captain Covington quickly slowed down the flight speed; after all, the longer he flew, the higher his salary would be, which he was quite happy about.

Ye Feng carefully examined the scene below...

Who would have thought that, hidden beneath the dense canopy of trees in the jungle, there was an oval-shaped clearing at least 1 kilometer long?

On both sides of the open space are some low-rise buildings made of bamboo and mud.

Along the edges, there were many vendors who casually placed items on tattered rags on the ground for passersby to choose from.

Ye Feng counted that there were about two or three hundred people at the market, and most of them were indigenous people, with very few modern people.

The roar of the helicopter caught their attention, but at that moment, only a small number of them were looking up at the sky; most of them just glanced at it and continued on their way to the market.

It's clear that this isn't the first time they've seen helicopters here.

This can be seen from the various modern short-sleeved t-shirts they wear; they are all semi-modern indigenous people.

The things these people sold were pretty much the same as what Ye Feng had just learned: animal hides, herbs, strange jungle fruits, nuts, woven grass clothes, straw sandals, straw pants, and other jungle products...

"Hey Ye Feng, come quick! There are guns over there, and people are selling them!"

Tang Weiwei, located at the rear of the cabin, suddenly reminded...

Ye Feng quickly went over, and after peering through the binoculars, he discovered...

Sure enough, a large group of natives had gathered directly below, and a long-haired native wearing sunglasses was facing the group, talking incessantly.

Ye Feng couldn't hear what he was saying, but to his right were two large wooden cages that looked like dogs.

However, inside were two disheveled and filthy women, with dried bloodstains on their heads, causing their already filthy hair to clump together.

To the man's left was a clothes rack covered with AKs, suggesting he was not only a human trafficker but also an arms dealer.

Ye Feng immediately thought of the women of the Baijia tribe, and he quickly adjusted the focus of his binoculars.

After a closer look, I breathed a sigh of relief. The two women had dark skin, while the Baijia tribe all had brown skin, not this dark. They were clearly not from the same tribe.

The helicopter slowly flew away from the area, and Ye Feng reluctantly put down his binoculars...

It seems this lawless place is truly a paradise for criminals. In just a few glances at this market, I discovered countless criminals.

Killing protected animals, trading furs, human trafficking, and arms dealing—if this happened in China, they'd probably be executed ten times over.

Ye Feng couldn't help but worry even more about the safety of the Baijia tribe women. In a place like this, the weak are nothing more than fish on a chopping board.

After about 20 minutes of nervous anticipation, Captain Covington announced that they were almost at their target location.

Everyone started picking up their suitcases and preparing to disembark...

Just as they were getting ready to go, a red alarm suddenly sounded in the cockpit, and the helicopter began to shake slightly.

Everyone panicked immediately, their hearts clenching.

If this helicopter crashes, the survival rate is practically zero.

"Captain Covington, what's going on?!" Ye Feng asked hurriedly as he approached the cockpit.

Covington waved his hand dismissively, "It's alright, I've flown this route before. There are hot springs below, and the mist is just a warning. Hold on tight, we'll be there soon."

"Hot springs?" Ye Feng frowned, puzzled. That's such a niche term in the Amazon...

He immediately stood up, took his binoculars, looked out the window, and his eyebrows shot up in shock.

A large amount of white mist appeared below; no, to be precise, it should be steam.

It originates from the river below, and from the sky, the river envelops a mountain, making it appear as a small green island.

The water flowing in the river was bubbling and gurgling, looking just like boiling water.

"Wow...Brother Feng, the river water is actually boiling water?" Zhan Pengfei exclaimed, feeling quite amazed.

At this moment, Ye Feng also remembered an Amazon documentary he had seen online.

"This is the boiling river of the Amazon, where the water temperature is generally 100 degrees Celsius."