Chapter 17 Rejection

"Is it a stone knife?"

Diwu Xuan guessed that the long and sharp stone mentioned by the witch of the Grass Tribe was a stone knife. He originally wanted to teach the stone knife instead of the stone spear.

The stone knife is more suitable for swinging and is stronger and sturdier in close combat, but it is not easy to make. He had limited time to possess the body, so he finally chose the stone spear.

Now it seems that the tribe from the other side of the mountain already has weapons similar to stone knives.

"It's coming."

Diwu Xuan thought to himself, and continued to pay attention to the conversation between the three people below.

The second-generation leader thought for a while and asked about the situation of the Earth Tribe. As a result, the witch of the Grass Tribe said that because she had fled in the mountains, she had no idea how the Earth Tribe was doing now.

The second-generation leader got the answer he wanted, so he looked at the third-generation witch and asked for her opinion.

The third generation witch was also hesitant about whether to take in the Grass Tribe as a vassal tribe. She thought about it and finally decided to look at the totem.

So a sacrificial ceremony began, and the third generation witch tried to communicate with the fire totem. The

fifth Xuan was a little excited at first. He didn't know if it would succeed without the witch trying to communicate with him, at least without asking for his opinion.

But he immediately suppressed his excitement and began to think about the pros and cons.

First of all, there are powerful enemies coming from the other side of the mountain. This is certain. The population of the Grass Tribe is not small. There were nearly a thousand people in the past. With the development in these years, there are several thousand people.

So many people were beaten and crippled. Of course, it was because of their poor fighting power, but it must also be because the enemy was extremely powerful.

In this case, the most important thing now is to meet the enemy. If the Grass Tribe becomes a vassal tribe... it doesn't make much sense.

The Grass Tribe itself is not good at fighting, and after becoming a vassal tribe, it is natural to seek protection. This is simply a burden.

If they can't defeat the Fire Tribe, they can at least escape in the mountains and forests. If they take the Grass Tribe with them, it won't be so easy.

The choice of a vassal tribe is meaningless, so the only option is to refuse.

There are only two situations after refusal. The better one is that the Grass Tribe chooses to integrate into the Fire Tribe.

This is the best result, which can strengthen the Fire Tribe and bring in a large population - the remnants of the Grass Tribe now have more than a thousand people, which is more than the population of the Fire Tribe.

If the Grass Tribe is unwilling to integrate into the Fire Tribe, then they can only choose to leave or surrender to the enemy, but judging from the results of the Water Tribe, surrender is meaningless, and the only option is to escape.

"I wonder if this young man has such courage."

The Fifth Xuan looked at the Grass Tribe witch and thought to himself.

"Woo, woo, woo..."

The third generation witch kept dancing around the tribal fire, trying to communicate with the fifth Xuan. The fifth Xuan also gave up thinking and tried to communicate with the third generation witch.

This attempt was difficult. Both of them didn't know how to achieve the effect, so they could only try their own methods.

The third generation witch's method was a unique sacrificial dance, and the fifth Xuan's method was to enhance the totem fire to see if they could get in touch like enhancing the wifi signal.

The first effort of the two was not successful, and the third generation witch ended up sitting on the ground exhausted.

At this time, the grass tribe witch came to the third generation witch and said that their tribe had a way to try to communicate, which he could teach the third generation witch.

So, after the third generation witch had rested, the ceremony was resumed, first offering berries, then various kinds of wild animal meat, and finally the third generation witch cut her palm and let the blood drip into the totem fire.

"Bang..."

As the blood dripped, the totem fire suddenly became strong, and this was not intentional by the fifth Xuan.

"Wuwuwu, Wuwuwuwuwuwuwu..."

A voice sounded from the fifth Xuan's heart. This was the voice of the third generation witch, but she did not speak.

"It's feasible, but how can I reply? Do I need to think?"

The fifth Xuan hurriedly guessed, and then kept imagining the result he wanted in his heart.

"Refuse, let them integrate into the Fire Tribe...Refuse, let them integrate into the Fire Tribe..."

The Fifth Xuan thought about the result he wanted over and over again, his eyes fixed on the third-generation witch.

The third-generation witch pretended to listen, and after a long time, she fell to the ground weakly.

"Woo woo."

The third-generation witch said the revelation she received: refuse.

"Yes."

The Fifth Xuan excitedly blurted out one of the only three foreign words he knew.

The face of the Grass Tribe witch was full of disappointment, and the Fifth Xuan stared at the third-generation witch, hoping that she could say the second sentence he had delivered.

"Woo woo."

The third-generation witch spoke, but it was not the second sentence of the Fifth Xuan, but something like an apology.

"It seems that this kind of delivery can only go to the level of yes or no."

The Fifth Xuan thought with some disappointment.

Many things cannot be expressed by simple yes or no.

In this way, although he could communicate with the witch, this communication was likely to be misinterpreted, just like the third-generation witch misinterpreted his meaning before.

"Woo woo woo..."

The second-generation leader spoke at the right time, expressing his willingness to provide some food and even stone spears.

"Woo woo woo, woo woo woo..."

The witch of the Grass Tribe expressed his gratitude and asked to let his people enter the territory of the Fire Tribe to rest. They had experienced too many storms and were too tired these days.

For such a request, the leader and witch of the Fire Tribe did not refuse, and they welcomed it.

So, the people of the Grass Tribe began to enter the Fire Tribe, which made the Fire Tribe very crowded, but fortunately there were several caves in the back to provide them with food.

At noon, after most of the people from the Grass Tribe entered the Fire Tribe, the totem of the Grass Tribe was finally brought in.

This is an irregularly shaped stone with some grass patterns on it.

Diwu Xuan had seen this totem before, when he was still living on the top of the mountain. The three tribes passed through the Fire Tribe one after another, and he had seen the totems of the three tribes at that time.

But at that time, he had never felt the power in the totem, but this time was different.

As soon as the grass-patterned stone totem entered the Fire Tribe, Diwu Xuan felt the large amount of energy contained in the grass-patterned stone.

It was a green energy, with a fresh breath blowing on the face, and a feeling of all things flourishing.

"Does it have its own life like me?"

Diwu Xuan observed the grass-patterned stone in the Fire Totem and tried to communicate with it.

He didn't use the power of flames, fearing that the grass patterned stone would be set on fire, which would be a big deal and the Grass Tribe would have to fight tooth and nail.

Fifth Mystery chose a relatively safe method: induction.

To put it in layman’s terms, it means just staring at it. This kind of gaze, if it is a man paying attention to another man, it is provocation; if it is a man paying attention to a woman, it is desire.

"Buzz."

The totem of the Grass Tribe suddenly emitted a grass-green light, and the light flashed by. Only the third-generation wizard and the Grass Tribe wizard noticed it, and no one else noticed it.

The two witches looked at each other in surprise, and then looked at the grass pattern totem.