Tongtong woke up from her afternoon nap and, as soon as she got out of the car, noticed the vulture carcass next to the lion's body. She casually asked:

"Are those vultures? Are they targeting us too?"

"To be precise, they were eyeing those corpses. They tried to steal them earlier, but I killed them."

Will they come back? What should we do?

Ye Zi pointed in the direction of the vulture and said:

"These disgusting things are quite patient; they haven't left at all and are still squatting there. But as long as we don't leave, they probably won't come over, since it's quite dangerous."

Tongtong nodded. She couldn't see the vulture clearly from this distance; she could only see a tiny dot. But she would do whatever Ye Zi said. Ye Zi would handle the vulture if it came, so there was no need to worry.

In the afternoon, the lion skin was processed three times, and most of the grease was gone. The rest was up to time. All he could do was rub it to make the skin soft.

To make it look nice, Yezi placed two lion skins on the roof of the car, one in front of the other, so that the two lion heads were visible. Although they were shrunken, you could still recognize them as lions at a glance.

The ten lion skins were hung on both sides of the carriage canopy, naturally processed by wind and sun, and then rubbed when there was nothing else to do.

After packing her things, Yezi looked at Dahei, who was embracing two women, and suddenly wanted to eat beef.

He has beef; it's in his storage space.

Then I walked around the lion carcass and came back carrying a large piece of beef.

Tongtong looked surprised. Lion meat was clearly not tasty, so why was another piece cut?

Ye Zi blinked, and Tong Tong immediately understood that this was the same situation as when Ye Zi gave her beef jerky and mineral water at the beginning of the program.

Although I was still curious about how Ye Zi hid so many things, I still didn't ask.

Just as Ye Zi was preparing to cook, the system suddenly prompted her:

"Host, a black-clad human has entered the detection range."

"several?"

"Five of them, carrying bows and arrows and javelins."

Ye Zi paused for a moment, glanced at the system's map prompt, and then turned to look in that direction.

The black people are obviously Black, the native inhabitants of the continent of Aztecs; only their skin is black.

Carrying bows and arrows and javelins, they are likely indigenous people out hunting.

Ye Zi put down the beef in her hand, stood up and stared in that direction. Although the cannibals were a rumor, the natives were not necessarily friendly to outsiders like them.

He held a pebble in his hand, his left hand resting on the hilt of the machete at his waist, quietly waiting for the person to appear.

"What's wrong? What kind of animal came this time?" Tongtong could tell just by looking at the posture of the leaves.

"They are not animals, they are indigenous people."

"Native Black people?" Tongtong asked to confirm.

Ye Zi nodded, and Tong Tong immediately stood next to Ye Zi, hiding half of her body behind Ye Zi, and waited together for the indigenous people to appear.

Within minutes, five aboriginal people appeared in Yezi's line of sight, their backs bent. The three in front held bows and arrows, while the two behind held javelins, and they looked ready to attack at any moment.

Ye Zi first frowned, then looked at the group with a strange expression.

The frown was due to the posture of the men: bows drawn, arrows nocked, javelins slung over their shoulders, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

The strange thing was that although the five people in front of them were all wearing clothes, the clothes were basically made of whole animal skins and the craftsmanship was extremely poor.

The only one dressed in modern clothes was a young archer, but that's what's strange about him.

To make it easier to shoot arrows, archers usually stand with their bodies turned to the side.

The young man was wearing a skirt-like garment made of animal fur on his lower body, and a cape-like thing made of animal fur on his back.

Furthermore, a tail was hanging down from the bottom of the cloak, suggesting it was from an animal such as a monkey or baboon.

Here's the key point: this young man was actually wearing a short-sleeved shirt under his cloak, with four Chinese characters written on his chest.

"Jiangning No. 7 Middle School." Tongtong unconsciously uttered those four words, then looked up at Ye Zi with a strange expression.

Ye Zi chuckled softly:

"The used clothes donated by the domestic aid have all reached the hands of the tribal people in the African continent."

Several black men whispered among themselves, then looked at the lion skin draped over the cart, and then at the skinned corpses piled to the side.

Some were angry, some were surprised.

The archer in the middle mumbled a bunch of words, but Ye Zi shook her head, indicating that she didn't understand.

"Can you speak English?" Tongtong asked, peeking out of her head.

The group of people all looked equally bewildered.

Tongtong gave a helpless look, meaning that communication was impossible.

Ye Zi asked casually:

Can you speak Mandarin?

There's a reason for asking that question. After all, the other person is wearing clothes provided by China, so they might be able to say a few words. Besides, Chinese might be more useful than English in the African continent.

"I...can...a little...".

Sure enough, the young man wearing a middle school short-sleeved shirt stammered in response.

This almost made Ye Zi burst out laughing. She hadn't even mastered Mandarin yet, and she was already starting to imitate the retroflex ending.

"What brings you here?" Ye Zi continued to ask.

“We… the vultures, have arrived,” the young man said, gesturing as he spoke.

However, Ye Zi understood the general meaning: the five of them had come with a flock of vultures, saw the vultures circling here, and then encountered Ye Zi and her companion.

Ye Zi nodded, and the young man continued:

What are you doing here?

He spoke very haltingly, and it took a lot of guessing and listening to understand what the young man was saying.

"We are crossing the continent."

The young man looked puzzled and didn't understand at all. Ye Zi pointed in the direction they came from, then made a gesture indicating that they were far away, then pointed in the direction they were going, and made another gesture indicating that they were far away.

The young man thought for a moment, then looked like he understood, and then spoke to the archer in the middle in a string of words.

The other party responded with a few words, then the young man turned to look at Ye Zi, pointed to the lion skin on the roof of the car and the corpse, and continued to ask:

Why kill them?

"They wanted to eat us last night, so I had no choice but to kill them."

Both involve speaking and gesturing.

The young man nodded, then made a gesture of raising a gun, and pointed to the machete at Ye Zi's waist, asking:

"Did you kill him with a gun or a knife?"

Ye Zi raised her right hand, made a fist and slammed it down, then said:

"We use our fists; we don't have guns."

He then made a gesture of holding up a gun to indicate that he did not have one.

The young man looked at Ye Zi in surprise, then turned to his companion and spoke a string of dialect words.

The five of them looked at Ye Zi in surprise, their astonishment mixed with admiration.

The archer in the middle waved his hand, and then the five of them put away their weapons together.

The young man pointed to the lion skin and the carcass and asked:

Can we take a look?

Ye Zi nodded, then took her left hand off the knife hilt and took several lion skins off the cart and handed them over.

The group looked at the lion skin, and their gazes toward the leaves were mostly filled with admiration.