Chapter 68 You ask me if I support it?

Then here comes the question.

What did humans play in the tribal era?

It can’t be too complicated or too brain-intensive, it has to fit the era and the environment. It’s best if you can play it once, get addicted after a while, and play it without thinking.

Lu Yao thought about it.

Mahjong, no, too complicated.

Playing cards is not allowed either, for the same reason as above.

Chess? It's hard for them too.

Lu Yao found that there was only one most suitable one.

dice.

Lu Yao personally doesn't like this kind of gambling toy.

However, there is a gambling side in human nature. Adventure and treasure hunting are a kind of gambling, and exploring the unknown is also a kind of gambling. This is something that cannot be denied.

It is easy to understand that dice have six sides with different numbers of dots engraved on them.

Lu Yao searched for relevant information on the Internet.

As early as the Neolithic Age, humans began to play a kind of board game, which is considered the ancestor of today's board games. In various board games, dice are an important prop.

Now that the Garlic Tribe has mastered arithmetic, such simple numbers should not be a problem.

Lu Yao immediately went out and bought a stone dice from the jewelry store across the community. As soon as he returned home, he brought the stone dice into the temple.

Inside the temple, the long-silent old astrologer Shahan excitedly raised his arms and looked up at the dome of the temple.

"God, do you hear our prayers? You finally see your humble servants again..."

An exclamation mark appeared above Shahan’s head.

"Is this a [dice]?"

"God, you gave us the [dice], do you want us to learn how to predict our fate?"

"You are so kind and so wise..."

While he was praising her crazily, Lu Yao was so embarrassed that he clenched his toes.

This dice is not used for divination at all.

Astrologers have a professional illness.

No wonder Shah Khan stayed in the temple for so many years, and the simulator did not give any hint that he could be transformed into a prophet.

Shahan is somewhat unlucky with the job of prophet.

Fortunately, although the astrologer's understanding was wrong, most people quickly understood the role of the dice.

[The Garlic Tribe learned to make and use dice.]

“This can generate numbers, both large and small.”

"Yes, we can compare sizes! I'm bigger than you, hey! I'm six and you're two! Win!"

"Come again!"

"You still have to lose. Never mind. Winning is meaningless."

"Come back! One more!"

Most of the tribesmen quickly understood the meaning of the different numbers on the six sides of the dice. The random jump of numbers will produce different results, which can be applied to many things.

Lu Yao noticed the three little men.

The three of them were hiding in a corner, discussing an important matter.

"Just as we agreed before. We will start tonight and steal a galley. We will take it and sell it for seashells. We will take the seashells to the island of Donghai clan. No one there will know what we have done."

One of them said, "But if we steal the boat, who can we sell it to?"

“…”

The man continued to ask: "If we sell the ship to the merchant, how can we get to the island on the sea? Steal another ship?"

“…”

“…”

"Idiot, why didn't you say so earlier!"

"I just remembered."

"You stupid brain!"

"sorry!"

The three of them were silent for a while.

"What now?"

The third person said: "...Let the gods guide us. Use this dice, which was only given by the gods."

"Will the gods guide us to steal the ship?"

The leader said again: "Idiot! The gods know everything, but they haven't struck us with lightning yet, so they must support us! The gods support us in stealing the ship, so what are we afraid of!"

Before he could finish his words, a bolt of lightning struck the villain's head, turning him into ashes.

Lu Yao flexed his fingers.

You ask me if I support it? Of course I don't.

Stealing a boat is not a big deal. But this is the first time I have seen such an outrageous request, so I will be merciful and satisfy you.

The other little people were so scared that they knelt down and prayed, trembling all over.

"God, we will change it immediately. We will change it immediately."

"We were wrong. We were wrong."

Lu Yao has already shifted his attention elsewhere.

There are two pixel people chatting by the woods.

The man named Mu Ke said, "Give me a child!"

The woman named Hai Wanggu said, "Are you stupid?"

"Didn't you say you liked me?"

"Just kidding."

"Why?"

"You're too young."

Lu Yao took a look.

Mu Ke is 12 years old, but Hai Wanggu is already 22. The age gap in this sister-brother relationship is a bit big.

From the surnames, we can tell that Mu Ke is a descendant of a carpenter, and Hai Wanggu is a descendant of the Donghai clan.

"I just want you to give birth to a child for me. Before I grow up, don't give birth to a child for anyone else, okay?"

A crying face appeared above the young boy Mu Ke’s head.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

“…”

Hai Wanggu said: "Then listen to the will of the gods. If you can hit 1 three times in a row with the dice given by the gods, it means that this is the destiny guided by the gods, and I will agree to it."

Mu Ke took out a dice and rolled a 3.

"Cut down the tree, silly."

Haiwanggu turned and left.

The young boy Mu Ke knelt on the ground: "Why, why is it like this!"

"God, God, why can't you give me some mercy and blessings! I just want to sleep with Haiwanggu and have a baby, why can't you help me..."

"God, you are so cruel!"

Lu Yao laughed.

Little friend, although you are very brave.

But you are still too young. Just focus on cutting trees and don’t let your imagination run wild.

The pixel people of the Garlic Tribe generally understand dice, but most of the time they use them to resolve disputes. As the name suggests - using the guidance of the gods to decide who is right and who is wrong.

This is somewhat different from Lu Yao's original idea of ​​entertainment.

Just as he was observing all the people in the tribe, a large-scale fight suddenly broke out in the tribe.

For some unknown reason, the two groups of villains started fighting with bows and spears. As more and more people joined in, the chaos escalated further.

The two leaders, Morimi and Yulian, quickly came to stop it.

"What the hell is going on? What are you doing?"

Wizard Senjian is now a respected elder in the tribe. As soon as he showed up, the riot was quickly contained.

“Businessmen are so abominable!”

"That's right, they made us lose all our money!"

"Yes, yes!"

"Damn merchants!"

A group of villains have different opinions.

Lu Yao checked the statements of many villains and finally figured out the whole story.

This is the cause.

Fishermen who go out to sea catch some beautiful corals and shells in the deep sea, which are very valuable. After returning, merchants buy them at very low prices, and then sell them to the salt pond at high prices, making a lot of money.

Not only that, the merchants also counterfeited seashells, mixing fake seashells with real ones, causing the fishermen to suffer huge losses.

The fishermen finally couldn't stand it anymore and asked the merchant to return the seashells to them. When the merchant refused, the fishermen attacked him in anger.

This large-scale fight was a complete outburst of dissatisfaction and anger among fishermen who had been cheated by businessmen for a long time.

Lu Yao wanted to see how the tribe would deal with this matter.

As long as there are many people, there will always be people who want to take crooked ways to obtain excess profits. This kind of thing cannot be completely eliminated for the time being, and can only be restrained through various means and rules to protect people's legitimate interests.

To Lu Yao's surprise, before the leadership group made a decision, a businessman stepped forward and expressed his willingness to pay for all the fishermen's losses.

It is a heroic business.

Shang Li said: "In order to make the transaction more fair and just, I hope that the leaders can formulate a rule. If the transaction loss is caused by deception and concealment, compensation needs to be paid to the other party."

"Correspondingly, if the price is just too high but both parties agree, then the transaction is legitimate and is recognized and protected by the entire tribe."

"I have made many records based on the problems that have occurred in tribal transactions over the years. I have also written down my personal thoughts. I hope the two leaders will review them."

Shang Li took out a small notebook.

Morimi and Yuren looked at it for a while, and exclamation marks appeared above their heads.

"Very good! Very good!"

“Well written!”

They discussed it with Shang Li for a while.

A new prompt appeared on the screen.

【Shangli wrote the "Tribal Trade Code".】

【The Garlic Tribe invented the law.】

[The Garlic Tribe has learned how to make and enforce laws, and everyone's intelligence has improved slightly. ]

Lu Yao took a sip of tea and nodded secretly.

This Shang Li is a talented person.

He and Yulian will be the future of the tribe.

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