Chapter 246: The Grias Islands

If the maps of the Eastern Continent and the Western Continent look like the two lungs of the world, then the Grias Islands in the lower middle are like the belly button of the world.

In the days before technology was developed, when people relied on stars and simple compasses to determine directions when traveling by ship, the waters around the Griasian Islands were already famous because they were too dangerous.

Countless ships would get lost or even sank after sailing to the waters near the Guerias Islands. On the nautical charts drawn by some countries, the waters near the Guerias Islands are almost covered with signs of shipwrecks. At that time, people did not know that there were islands in this sea area. They even believed that this was the territory of the sea god and called it the sleeping place of the sea god. Sailors with low cultural level directly called it the Sea of ​​Death.

It was not until technology developed to the point where the entire world could be observed that people were surprised to discover that there was actually a group of islands with a not-so-small area in that mysterious sea.

People developed a desire to explore the islands and tried every possible way to get close to them.

Large ships cannot approach the island too close, so they anchor nearby and take small boats to approach. The fog makes it difficult to identify the direction, but with the advanced positioning system, you will never get lost. Even the whirlpools that appear randomly on the sea are monitored at all times and avoided as much as possible. Finally, the explorers arrived at the island, but faced several tribes that maintained a primitive lifestyle and were xenophobic, and returned empty-handed.

Although the total size of the Griasian Islands is half the size of Japan, they are too fragmented, like a small cookie that was dropped on the ground and then run over by a wheel. Moreover, there are no exciting resources here, so except for explorers who are interested in geography and other cultures, no one is willing to spend money and energy to come here.

After explorers visited the Guillaas Islands several times and gained a general understanding of the local geological features and tribes, they lost interest in this place.

Peace has returned to the Grenadian Islands.

People seem to have forgotten this land. While the remote small countries in the western continent are gradually modernizing, the people on the Caribbean Islands still maintain their primitive lifestyle, which they have passed down for tens of thousands of years without any changes, and will continue to do so in the future.

Until something strange happened.

The Greasian Islands can be seen on the world map and are also recorded in the geographical documents of various countries. When briefly introducing this archipelago and the primitive tribes living on it, there is usually a sentence below: The residents of the Greasian Islands are divided into several primitive tribes, and the relationship between them is not harmonious. However, compared with fighting with each other, they hate the appearance of outsiders more. All modern products that will pollute the "spirit of nature" are their targets of exclusion, including outsiders who bring modern products.

"So, what's the reason for asking me to come along?" asked Tong, who had a mouthful of sharp fangs, on the islands.

Mang Tao tilted her head cutely: "When it comes to wildness and primitiveness, you are the first person that comes to mind."

In the background of the story, the boy Tong who was raised by wolves: ...

Having said that, this is the story of the vest. His soul comes from the original body, and he is essentially a modern person.

Mangtao and Tong had just arrived at the archipelago and had not yet been discovered by the local residents. Mangtao took the opportunity to open the map. The map showed that the Griasian Archipelago had a total of more than 30 islands, but in fact these islands were all connected under the sea. Only a part of the high land was exposed above the sea to form the appearance of an archipelago. Therefore, the distance between the islands was very close and could be reached by swimming.

According to the detection of the salvation system, there are three strange waves in the Griasian Islands, one large and two small, evenly distributed on the islands, presenting a three-legged tripod state.

Currently, only the B-level monster can be confirmed to have been raised by one of the tribes, and the situation of the other two is still unclear.

Mang Tao put away the map and said, "Let's start looking north from here."

Tong responded lazily.

The two of them walked together towards the rainforest. Before they reached the edge of the forest, an arrow was shot out and landed right in front of Tong's feet.

Looking over to the edge of the forest, they saw a dark-skinned man with a feather headband and colorful patterns painted on his arms and face, pointing a bow at them.

"Gurgle, gurgle..." The man said something incomprehensible.

Mangtao and Tong asked the system at the same time with doubts.

"Where's the translation?" X2.

Qingtong's aliases are available in several countries. Qingtong himself certainly has not learned so many languages. In order to facilitate communication with local people, the alias will automatically load the translation plug-in when it arrives in a foreign country, so there will be no obstacles in listening, reading and writing.

I originally thought that it would be the same here. Could there be some fish that have slipped through the net?

"Wait a minute! Host, the language of this tribe is too small. This system has not loaded it into the database before. We are collecting language information and translating it in real time-" the salvation system said in a panic, "Wait two minutes."

Two minutes.

It only takes two minutes to master a very small language, which is already excellent enough for a system.

But, does this man in front of them look like he can give them two minutes?

They came here to solve the problem. Before they figured out which tribe the problem was related to, Mang Tao didn't plan to take action. After all, he wasn't...

"Do you want to solve it?" Tong pointed at the man and asked Mang Tao, "Ten seconds will be enough."

This also takes into account the time it took him to run there.

Mang Tao turned around and said to Tong seriously: "We are not here to kill people!"

Let me repeat, they are not murderous monsters who will kill anyone who stands in their way.

The young boy who stopped Tong smiled at the man from the unknown tribe and raised his hands to show that he was harmless.

The man's frown relaxed a little, and then he turned the bow and arrow and aimed at Tong. He mumbled something in his mouth and kept winking at the boy.

"Can't I really kill him?" Tong asked again irritably.

"no."

It just so happened that the salvation system finally finished loading the language pack: "Host, it's done. Although the tribes here all live on islands, they have two different language systems. This system has loaded them all. Please feel free to communicate with us!"

Sure enough, as soon as the system finished speaking, Mangtao and Tong understood what the man said.

The primitive tribe man shouted: "Child, come here! That man is very dangerous! I will protect you!"

Mango: ...

Hitomi: This is damn different treatment.

"Please put down your bow and arrow, he is not a bad guy." Mang Tao said in the language of the men's tribe.

The man was stunned when he heard the familiar language. He looked at Mang Tao in amazement: "Are you a child of the Mili tribe? I have never seen you before, but you can speak."

Tong said: "I will also say this. I will give you one last chance. If you don't put down your bow and arrow, I will really be rude. It's useless for the leader to stop me!!"

After saying this, Tong bared his teeth, looking very fierce.

The man hesitated for a while and looked at Mang Tao: "Leader? Is he your subordinate?"

"Yes." Mang Tao admitted openly, "So, can you put down your weapons?"

The man was still hesitant, but when his eyes met the boy's, the man's tense arms relaxed and he really put down his weapon.

It was magical. When he first saw Mangtao and Tong, he recognized that the two were from outside. The man who originally wanted to drive them away regarded him as a child in the tribe who needed protection after seeing the boy's smile. It was only because of a few words from the boy that he relaxed his vigilance against Tong, who was more ferocious than a beast.

The man living in the primitive tribe was very sensitive. He noticed the danger of Tong at a glance and should not have been so relaxed.

But the man not only relaxed, but also told Mangtao the information about the tribe and the islands just because of Mangtao's few words.

Clearly, more than a decade ago, an outsider explorer came to this island and even helped the men's tribe solve the problem of infectious diseases, but he only obtained the tribe's non-hostile attitude and did not obtain so much information.

It was like being possessed, but the man was unaware of it.

"You are great, I hope to have a child like you," the man said.

His vocabulary was very limited. As the man led Mangtao and Tong to his tribe, he said, "Are you an outsider? Children like you shouldn't come here. It's dangerous. Don't go to the northernmost part of the island. There are enemies. They will kill all outsiders."

"Be careful here, there are poisonous insects." The man thought for a moment and squatted down, "I'll carry you."

"Are you hungry? This wild fruit is edible. I'll pick it." The man came to a tree with a mango on his back and picked the fruit on tiptoe. "The red ones are delicious, but the green ones are not. This one is the reddest. I'll give it to you."

"I have two daughters. Do you want them? I'll give them to you." The man kept talking. "They are healthy, will give birth to healthy children, and are not prone to illness."

Tong, who was walking behind, had a numb expression.

As expected of mango, its charm is really too great.

The cocoons that specialize in charm are about to lose.

And Mango's ability is still passive.

However, when Tong heard that the man wanted to give his daughter to Mang Tao, she couldn't help but burst out laughing. Mang Tao, who was lying on the man's back, turned her head and glanced at him faintly.

Tong immediately covered her mouth and waved her hands to indicate that she would not laugh anymore. However, when Mang Tao turned her face away, Tong's shoulders were still shaking.

It's just that the charm is too great, and it makes people helpless.

Mangtao looks like she is only ten years old at most.

However, the customs of primitive tribes should be much earlier than modern people's. There may not be any monogamous marriage system. They just simply stay together if they think the other person is good, and change to another one if they think the other person is not good. In terms of the freedom to find a partner, men and women are probably the same.

Primitive tribes have no law system, only inherited customs and rules.