When we arrived at the place where Han Biao was resting, he stood there motionless.
The Orange Chief took another deep breath and ordered, "Put me down."
This leader of the Ba tribe jumps when he's poked with a stick, right?
He doesn't know what to do if he doesn't speak?
What kind of creator could create such a magical creature?
Han Biao grinned: "Okay!"
Then he let go of the orange leader.
Orange Leader: ....
Another burst of stars in my eyes.
He guessed his brain might have exploded today.
It won't work without falling head.
When Venus disappeared from his sight, the Orange Chief wanted to curse again.
But when he met the stupid gaze of the Ba tribe leader, he swallowed the curse in his mouth.
Forget it, this guy probably wouldn’t understand even if he was scolded, so it’s better not to waste his breath.
Taking another deep breath, the Orange Leader struggled to get up from the ground.
"Leader of the Ba Clan, I came to you this time to discuss something with you."
The Orange Chief tried hard to get himself back to the point.
pity....
Sometimes, he found that ordinary methods really could not be used on this kind of race with abnormal thinking.
The Orange Chief was so angry that he almost died and said a lot of nasty things.
The leader of the Ba tribe didn't understand a single word.
He finally figured it out and decided to just give the order.
"Come with me, I'm going to take you somewhere."
The leader of the Ba tribe, Han Biao, blinked. "Ah? No, I can't leave."
"Why can't you leave!?"
"I don't know, but I can't leave."
"Why don't you know?"
"I don't know. I just don't know."
Orange Leader: ....
He looked helplessly at the top of the tent, his eyes full of vicissitudes and despair.
The leader of the Ba tribe saw that the Orange leader didn't speak for a long time, so he just looked up at the top of the tent.
He thought about it and sat down next to the Orange Chief.
This time, the earth shook violently, making Chief Orange dizzy again.
When he came to his senses, he saw the leader of the Ba tribe staring at the top of the tent without blinking.
Gritting his teeth, the Orange Chief asked unhappily, "What are you looking at?"
The leader of the Ba tribe imitated him and asked back, "What are you looking at?"
Orange Leader: ....
Chief Orange didn't know how many days of torture he had endured, he only knew that every day in the Ba tribe was like a year.
Fortunately, the final result was good. He finally figured out why the leader of the Ba tribe could not leave his tribe.
That day, he met the high priest of the entire Ba tribe, the only Ba tribe member with a brain.
Well, intelligent creatures.
At least he was able to communicate with him.
The high priest would inspect the various tribes of the Ba tribe every month, and on this day he happened to inspect the Biaohan tribe.
When he saw the Wu clan, he was surprised.
After figuring out the origin of the matter, the high priest was silent for a long time and talked to the Orange Chief alone.
"What are you doing here?"
It was just a beginning, and Chief Orange felt that this high priest was able to communicate.
Without saying a word, he told the high priest the purpose of his visit.
The high priest looked at the Orange Chief for a long moment with a serious expression, then slowly said, "Are you telling the truth?"
Chief Orange wanted to take out the things he brought with him to persuade the high priest, but he suddenly discovered that the things he brought from the mall had been destroyed by these guys from the Ba tribe in the past few days.
So he could only spread his hands, helplessly and sincerely expressing that what he said was true.
The high priest bowed his head again.
After a while, he came out of the tent and asked Han Biao some questions.
The information he got from Han Biao was exactly the same as what Chief Cheng said, so he returned to the tent.
"I understand. You can go."
The first words he said upon entering the door gave Chief Orange a surprise.
He never expected that things would turn out so dramatically.
But he was a little confused: "High Priest, why can't Han Biao leave the tribe?"
In the past few days, he also learned the name of the leader of the fierce tribe, and now calls him by his name.
The high priest sighed and sat cross-legged in front of the Orange Chief again.
"Wang Clan, I shouldn't tell you these things, but since you can bring so many good things to our Ba Clan, I will mercifully tell you."
Orange Leader: ...
Actually, he doesn't have to know. There's no need to be so merciful, really.
The high priest ignored the speechless expression on the Orange Chief's face.
Maybe he had been suppressed for too long and couldn't find anyone to talk to, so now he poured out the situation of the Ba tribe to Chief Orange like pouring beans.
"I am the only one in the Ba tribe who has a smart mind."
This is the beginning, a very unceremonious beginning.
But just this beginning piqued Chief Orange's interest.
He leaned forward and listened very carefully.
"Years of living in the abyss have caused the Ba tribe to mutate. The Ba's intelligence has gradually deteriorated, and they can no longer think independently."
"By the time the Ba tribe discovered all this, it was already too late. 50% of the Ba had become idiots."
"If this continues, the Ba tribe will be wiped out sooner or later. After all, how can a race without the ability to think independently survive in such a cruel abyss?"
The Orange Chief nodded in agreement.
The high priest smiled bitterly: "Fortunately, the Ba tribe has always been very powerful, so few races come to invade us, and the Ba's degeneration has not been discovered by other races."
The Orange Chief blinked. Indeed, over the years, although they were far away, they had never heard of Ba's IQ degenerating to its current level.
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