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Although a small team was sent out to hunt, they left too late today and did not go far, so they did not get much prey.
There weren't many prey, but the population had increased a lot. Wu Yue had no choice but to take out the sausages and dried meat again. This time, almost half of the stored food was gone.
Fortunately, it was still early for winter, and in the autumn the tribe would organize large-scale hunting, so his crops could be harvested, and he could just store more food at that time.
The food was grilled sausages, barbecued meat and soup as usual. Wu Yue did not show favoritism. He distributed the same amount of food to both the people of the Sharp Tooth Tribe and the people of the Dama Tribe.
The Dama tribe huddled together in a corner south of the campfire, eating their food in silence. Although the sausages in their mouths were more delicious than anything they had ever tasted before, no one smiled, unlike the people in the Sharp Teeth Tribe who were chatting and laughing and in a good mood.
The single men and women in the Sharp Tooth Tribe wanted to come over and show their affection to their crushes, but they couldn't communicate in the same language and the other party was indifferent, so they decided not to bother with anything and just went to their companions to be laughed at.
Wu Yue drank his soup silently, watching all this happen.
Seeing that everyone had almost finished eating, he stood up, took out a stainless steel basin from the space and struck it a few times like a gong to attract attention.
The people of the Sharp Fang Tribe immediately fell silent, their eyes fixed on Wu Yue with anticipation. For no other reason than that the divine messenger made this noise, signaling a story to be told. This was a moment they eagerly anticipated every day.
But today Wu Yue is not here to tell a story. As the only person who can communicate with the Malaysians, he wants to arrange jobs for them.
The Malaysians were attracted by the shrill sound. Although they remained silent, they all cast curious glances at Wu Yue.
Wu Yue walked up to them and said, "I've said before, the Sharp Fang Tribe doesn't keep idle people. Now that everyone is here, let's assign the work."
The most important thing right now is food. He has discussed with Xiao today and plans to split the hunting team into two and take turns going out hunting. Some young and strong people from the Dama tribe will also be divided into the two teams.
So the first thing he said was, "Those who can hunt, step forward."
Under the burning gazes of everyone in the Sharp Tooth Tribe, only Ma Tian was the first to step forward.
The Sharp Fang tribe members across from them, especially the men, murmured in disdain. In this world, it was a shame for a man in his prime to be unable to hunt.
As a result of this stimulation, more than thirty people came out one after another, looking ashamed and angry.
Wu Yue noticed that there were many young men standing next to Ma Wu who did not move.
Haha, private soldiers?
Dividing the thirty-odd people into two groups, Wu Yue said to the group on the left: "You will join the hunting team starting tomorrow. The captain is Leader Xiao and the deputy captain is Ma Tian." This was also discussed with Xiao. Ma Tian has experience and is not on Ma Wu's side. He is more than qualified to be a deputy captain.
He then said to the group on the right, "You join the second hunting team. Captain Shi, deputy captain Yu." The two men stood up and walked closer to let the new subordinates see their appearance clearly. They had just had a fight over who was the leader and who was the deputy, and now they both had injuries on their faces.
After the assignments were made, Wu Yue smiled when he saw a flicker of dissatisfaction in the eyes of some of the young men from the Dama tribe. "Of course, we are all good men, and it's normal for us to refuse to be inferior to others. You can challenge the captain and vice-captain, and the winner will get the position."
Someone in the Dama tribe's eyes lit up, but he didn't challenge immediately. Instead, he said, "Your weapons are very sharp."
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Wu Yue smiled and said, "Of course, weapons cannot be used in a challenge. The Sharp Fang Tribe values fairness."
The man was about to say something, but a young man next to Ma Wu pushed through the crowd and stepped forward, pointing his finger at Wu Yue: "The winner gets the position, then I, Ma Zong, want to challenge you."
Damn, Wu Yue was speechless.
This person is not very particular. Generally speaking, only the position of leader is decided by fighting. As a messenger of God, he should be considered a wizard. How can he rely on fighting?
When he looked up and saw a smile on Ma Wu's face, he sneered: "I don't have a position in the Sharp Tooth Tribe. If you insist, everyone would rather call me the Messenger of God."
He began to take things out of the space, stones, clay, food, pottery, salt...
Under the astonished gaze of the Dama tribe, he pulled out a mountain of things, then in the blink of an eye, he retracted them all into the space. "Everyone respects me as a divine messenger because of my power. How about this, if you can also show the same power, I will give you the position of divine messenger, okay?"
Ma Rong paused, of course he didn't have such magical power.
But the Great Wizard also anticipated the current situation, so he pointed his finger at Wu Yue's hand as instructed and said, "This is not your power, but because of the thing on your hand."
Wu Yue raised his hand, revealing the simple space ring on his middle finger. It was actually just a white metal ring, not very eye-catching. So he wore it without any disguise, not expecting to be noticed.
It must have been Ma Wu who noticed it, this cunning old man.
Well, this thing is only bound to him anyway, so he might as well show it clearly now to prevent others from trying to steal the ring in the future.
So he took off the ring and handed it to Ma Zong. "Then you can use this ring too. If you can use it to do what I just did, I admit defeat. Not only will I no longer be a divine messenger, I will also get out of the Sharp Fang Tribe immediately."
Ma Zong excitedly wanted to take the ring, but Wu Yue took it back and asked, "What if you can't do it?"
Ma Zong was at a loss for a moment and couldn't help but look back at Ma Wu.
Ma Wu stared at the ring in Wu Yue's hand. He was very sure that the so-called divine power of this divine messenger was due to that ring. Seeing Ma Zong looking at him, he didn't care about being exposed and nodded vigorously, asking him to try it quickly.
Ma Zong gritted his teeth and said, "If I lose, you can do whatever you want to me."
Very good, Wu Yue grinned and handed the ring to Ma Zong generously.
The result was of course obvious. Ma Zong studied for a long time but couldn't take out even half a stone from the ring. Seeing Ma Wu's anxious look behind him, Wu Yue even generously allowed him to come forward to help.
Ma Wu couldn't wait to snatch the rings from Ma Zong's hands, put them on his hands one by one, held the rings and muttered spells devoutly, and even cut his fingers to drip blood on the rings.
Wu Yue frowned. Ugh, so dirty...
He struggled for a long time, only giving up when everyone else got bored. He felt lost and confused. Was he wrong? Perhaps Wu Yue was relying on that strange, non-fur wrapping around him?
No, his feeling told him that this circle should be the one with divine power.
"Divine Envoy Wu Yue." He still held the ring tightly and raised his head and said, "Could you please demonstrate your divine power now?"
Wu Yue sneered, "Ma Wu, haven't I been demonstrating my divine power? Why, you suddenly don't understand me?"
He doesn't just have space, the communication pill is also a magical thing.
The onlookers reacted and nodded. Ma Zong was also stunned and figured out what was going on.
Previously, the Great Wizard said that Wu Yue must have found a treasure left behind by the gods and was able to borrow the divine power. But now Wu Yue clearly doesn't have that "treasure" but can still use the divine power to communicate with everyone.
And when he held that thing, he couldn't understand what the Sharp Fang Tribe said at all.
Wu Yue's substitution of concepts made Ma Wu choke. His lips moved but no words came out, and he began to retreat unconsciously.
"Stop." Someone suddenly rushed towards him, and soon a gleaming weapon was placed on his neck. The man stretched out his hand and said coldly, "Give it back."
Ma Wu was shocked. He didn't understand what the leader of the Sharp Fang Tribe said, but that didn't stop him from understanding his meaning. He quickly put the circle in his hand into Xiao's hand.
He knew how sharp this weapon was, and he didn't want to lose his head!
The incident happened so quickly that by the time the Malaysians reacted, Xiao had already walked over to Wu Yue and returned the ring to him.
Wu Yue felt so disgusted that he didn't even want to touch it. He picked up a piece of grass from the ground and strung the blood-stained ring together, thinking he would wash it later.
This act of disdain and disdain made everyone certain that Wu Yue's divine power had nothing to do with the small ring that could be worn on the finger. The messenger of God probably kept wearing it because it looked good, right?
Ma Wu was so frightened that he didn't dare to cause any more trouble. He quietly returned to the group of the Malaysian people and ignored the gaze from Ma Zong.
Seeing that the Great Wizard ignored him, Ma Zong sighed and bowed his head in resignation: "I lose. I will leave it to you to deal with."
He had always been loyal to the Great Shaman, and this Wu Yue envoy, who hated the Great Shaman, would probably drive him out of the tribe. If he left the tribe, his chances of survival would be slim.
Wu Yue moved closer, walked around him, and examined his physique. He even pinched the muscles on his shoulders under Xiao's dissatisfied gaze, and nodded with satisfaction: "Then you can join the hunting team."
Ma Zong was stunned, Ma Wu was stunned, and all the Malaysians were stunned.
Shouldn't Ma Zong be punished for offending the messenger of God like this?
If it's a great witch, then now the horse's mane...
Ma Zong was in a state of mixed emotions. He silently knelt on one knee before Wu Yue, then stood up and joined the hunting team. He would admit defeat, and since the divine messenger had asked him to join the hunting team, he would hunt well.
After this incident, no one in the hunting team made a fuss, so Wu Yue made some arrangements for the remaining people.
Older people can join the gathering team, as they have more experience in finding food. The gathering team will also be responsible for raising horses.
Strong women can make salt, make pottery, burn lime, and build houses.
Children and people with limited mobility, poor health and who cannot do heavy work are responsible for making handicrafts, such as toothbrushes, wickerwork, water bags, animal skin coats and bags.
Seeing that more than a hundred Malaysians had been arranged, there were still a dozen people who had not made any choices and just stayed there.
These people included both men and women, and the one surrounded by them was Ma Wu.
Wu Yue chuckled and asked, "What do you guys mean? Can't find a suitable job?"
A young woman said with a stern look: "You want to separate our Malaysian people."
Wu Yue laughed. "Yeah, what else? Since you've joined the Sharp Fang Tribe, you have to integrate. What's wrong with me assigning tasks according to everyone's abilities? Do I have to send all of you, the Dama tribe, young and old, men and women, hunting without a care in the world?"
The woman couldn't argue with him, so she closed her mouth and snorted coldly.
Seeing that these people were silent, Wu Yue smiled again: "Everyone, I have said that the Sharp Tooth Tribe does not support idlers. Since you are unwilling to work, then leave."
Those people still stood there, looking like they were determined to fight to the end. They had just seen how Wu Yue treated Ma Zong and were sure that this divine messenger was a soft persimmon.
Wu Yue sighed inwardly and looked up at Xiao.
These people from the Dama tribe have been communicating with the good-tempered messenger of God, but they seem to have forgotten that their leader has a bad temper.
Xiao, who received Wu Yue's call for help, came out, drew his Tang sword and approached step by step. In a bad mood, the murderous intent and hostility in him became stronger. The young woman who had just spoken suddenly recalled the scene of him killing hyenas, and her legs went weak and she fell to the ground.
Not everyone was so scared. Although they had no weapons, a few loyal men immediately stood in front of the horse witch: "What are you doing? Don't hurt the witch!"
Xiao didn't understand anything and naturally ignored it. He just moved forward step by step, forcing the man who was protecting Ma Wu to retreat again and again.
"God's Messenger, God's Messenger Wu Yue! Let's work!" In the end, Ma Wu compromised and said that they were willing to work.
Wu Yue felt a little regretful. In fact, he wanted to just kick the man out, but since the other person had given in, he just let it go.
All the men around Ma Wu were assigned to make bricks. These people would be dangerous if they mixed with Ma Wu. If they were sent to the hunting team, there was no guarantee that they would not make trouble during the hunt.
For example, the powder that horses hate, he doesn't want Xiao to turn into Ma Xue.
He assigned those women to the gathering team so that they would be less affected by Ma Wu when they went out every day.
As for Ma Wu, he really hadn't figured out how to distribute it, for fear that he would cause trouble. Fortunately, the old man himself didn't want to work and said he could help everyone heal their illnesses and injuries.
Wu Yue, who had seen his healing methods, was quite disgusted, but he agreed. After all, it was just a title. If he encountered a serious injury, he would have modern medicines.
It was already late when he finished assigning the tasks. After arranging the hunting team to go out for the next day, he told everyone to go back and rest. He went to the river in front of his house to wash up, and then cleaned the ring before yawning and going back to sleep.
The little fox ran away again, but there was one more person in the room. It was Xiao, who came to be his bodyguard. At this moment, the man was lying on the kang.
"Have you washed your face, feet, and teeth?" Wu Yue asked directly in the dim room. Everything else was fine, but not washing your feet was a big deal. Primitive people didn't wear shoes, and he didn't want to get mud all over his fur.
Xiao pulled him onto the kang, kissed him a few times, and asked, "What do you think?"
Wu Yue licked his lips. They tasted bland, probably because he'd been washing up. Satisfied, he returned the kisses a few times before snuggling into her warm embrace and falling asleep.
I'm so exhausted today.
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