Chapter 248: The Grias Islands

"I want to ask about something weird." said Mang Tao.

There is no corresponding strange term in the language of the primitive tribe, so the translation software that comes with the salvation system directly translates it into: strange things.

The man and the woman and her child looked at each other in bewilderment. The boy spoke first. He pointed at the man and said, "The tree's second child is two children, connected together. It's very strange."

Mango: ...

They are conjoined twins. Although the probability is very small, it does exist and is not a strange thing.

"The cursed child," the middle-aged woman said, shaking her head, "did not survive, and neither did the mother."

Mango: ...

The survival rate of conjoined twins is already low, not to mention that in such primitive tribes, the mortality rate of mothers during childbirth is also high.

"It's not that kind of thing." Mang Tao thought about it again and again, and asked, "Are there any gods to be worshipped? The kind of gods that require human sacrifices?"

The young man immediately said, "Yes, the tribe in the far west, they capture people and worship the gods."

westernmost.

Mang Tao recalled the map of the archipelago in his mind. They were starting from the southernmost island of the archipelago. If they went straight west, they would need to cross three small islands.

The distance is not that close.

Let's deal with the one in the north of this tribe first.

"How many tribes are there here? Where are they?" Mang Tao continued to ask.

Seeing that Mang Tao was curious about this place, the young man seemed a little excited. He came up and said, "I'll tell you."

He casually pulled a piece of cloth from the wall, which looked like it should be tied around the boy's waist, and took out a few small wild fruits. The boy gestured vaguely on the cloth: "We are here."

He put a wild fruit down there, and then followed the fruit upwards: "This is the Mili tribe, this is..."

The boy's narration was very chaotic, and Mang Tao would ask questions during the conversation. Through the questions and answers between the two, Mang Tao gradually figured out the situation of the islands.

There are five primitive tribes on the islands, including the boy's tribe.

Among the five tribes, the young man's tribe has the best relationship with the Mili tribe next to them, and there is intermarriage between them. Because of the long distance between them and the other two tribes, they only meet periodically to trade, and do not interact much on weekdays. The young man's tribe and the Mili tribe are both close to the sea, and can obtain dried fish and seafood. The other two tribes are in the forest deep in the island, and have mountain products. One of the tribes is even good at weaving cloth.

Of course, when they meet to trade, young people in the tribe will also interact with each other. When the trading time is over, several girls in the tribe will come back with big bellies. The men these girls find in the trading market usually don't come with them. Correspondingly, someone in their tribe will make girls from the other tribe pregnant.

Fixed marriage and visiting marriage systems exist simultaneously in these tribes.

Of course this is not important. Mangtao is most concerned about the primitive tribe located in the westernmost part of the archipelago, called the Red Reef Tribe.

This name was given by the other four tribes. The language of these four tribes is not the same as that of the tribe, so the name of the tribe is unknown. It is just that the island where the tribe lives is called Red Reef, so they are called that.

"They are also outsiders," the boy said. "I heard from the tribe leader that they came here by boat a long time ago. They are very unfriendly. Even though there is plenty of food, they will capture people and eat them."

Because they saw them putting people into the pot and boiling them, the four tribes that originally lived here became afraid of them and never interacted with them, thinking that they were the descendants of evil spirits. In particular, the Red Reef Tribe later captured many of them, especially women, and occasionally a few of them would be taken away. It can be said that the four tribes and the Red Reef Tribe had a grudge against each other.

Unfortunately, they could not defeat them. I don't know why. The Red Reef Tribe was very brave and strong, and there were many of them. Even if the four tribes united, it was estimated that there would be many casualties. The chief at that time did not have the awareness to fight the Red Reef Tribe to the death, even at the cost of the lives of the young people. Later, he got used to the existence of the Red Reef Tribe and could not fight anymore.

But at the same time, because of the emergence of the Red Reef Tribe, these tribes have become very wary of outsiders, and they will not easily allow any outsiders to appear again.

The Red Reef tribe cares little for the dead; they are involved with the uncanny, and human sacrifices are to be expected.

"I understand." Mang Tao stood up and said, "I should go now. Sorry for disturbing you."

"Are you leaving?" The boy stood up quickly. "Stay? My bed is for you."

Mang Tao took a few steps back and bumped into Tong behind him.

"No, thank you, I refuse." Mangtao turned around and ran away even faster.

The boy was reluctant to give up and wanted to chase after her, but Tong turned around and glared at him. The boy was immediately frightened and became alert. He touched his back but didn't feel the bow and arrow.

The middle-aged woman and the man were both reluctant to let Mang Tao go, but seeing that she was determined to leave, they stopped trying to stop her and just stuffed a lot of things into Mang Tao's hands.

There were freshly picked fruits, dried fish that had been dried in the sun, and feather necklaces. The boy even stuffed a pearl into Mang Tao's hand.

The pearl is very big, but not round enough, and has a slightly purple glow.

This is a primitive tribe, so pearls are not cultivated naturally, so these are natural ocean pearls.

It's so big and so shiny, it would be worth a lot of money on the market.

However, in such a tribe, it is just a beautiful but not very valuable decoration, and it is also something that young people like to collect.

"I give it to you." The boy looked at Mango reluctantly, seeming a little shy, "Remember me."

Mang Tao held the pearl in her hand, and the light in her eyes disappeared.

"My name is Stone." said the boy.

The pronunciation is "jiligulu", which is a bit difficult to pronounce, but it means stone when translated.

Naming in primitive tribes was very simple. When a child was born and needed a name, whatever the eyes saw was the name. At this time, there was no concept of surnames.

Tong patted Mang Tao's shoulder and said, "Take it. It's a token of love."

Mangtao almost hit Zhenzhu Tong on the head.

Seeing the sincere look in the boy's eyes, Mang Tao put away the pearls. At the same time, he took out a small jade token with a hole on it and strung it on a red rope.

"I accept the gift. This is my return gift." Mang Tao put the jade pendant in the boy's hand. "Remember to wear it every day."

This thing is a defensive monster that can protect the boy from death even when facing weird attacks below A-level.

The boy's eyes lit up and he quickly took it and put it around his neck. The warm jade pendant emitted a faint light on his chest.

"Looks good?" The young man swayed in front of Mango Tao.

"Yeah, it looks good." Mang Tao said perfunctorily.

He pulled Tong and left quickly.

Tong jumped down from the wooden house with Mango on his back. The boy stood on the terrace of the wooden house and waved his arms high: "See you next time!"

Mang Tao did not respond.

See you next time?

There won’t be a next time.

I hope that the boy will grow up quickly and realize the fact that boys cannot have children together.

In order to avoid meeting people from the tribe and being affected by Mang Tao's passive skills and saying something that Mang Tao could not accept, the two of them deliberately bypassed the tribe and walked in a semicircle towards the strange place in the north of the tribe.

On the way, they also met several tribal residents who were out picking and hunting. Both of them hid their figures, but the aura of the mango wood attribute could easily blend into the deep forest, but it was difficult for Tong.

There are always a few sharp ones who sense something, holding the tail end of the bow and arrow in their hands, half-pulling the bowstring at all times to keep an eye on their surroundings.

His partner seemed a little slow and asked, "What did you find?"

"A dangerous aura," said the vigilant man. "There are beasts hiding."

The partner was also frightened and quickly took up the bow and arrow, but the two of them looked around vigilantly for a long time and found nothing.

After a while, the partner said, "Maybe this is the territory of wild animals. Let's go."

"This wasn't the territory of wild beasts before." The man didn't understand. Their route deliberately avoided the territory of wild beasts. How could they encounter such a thing?

Is he new here?

Finally, the man carved a sign into the tree and followed his companions.

After the two of them walked completely far away, Mang Tao and Tong fell from the tree. They looked at the patterns carved on the tree. They saw that they were not words, but a simple sketch of a wolf head.

"The people in the primitive tribe are really sharp." Mang Tao looked at Tong, "Don't even mention seeing you, I would have known you were a wolf cub even if I didn't see you."

Not a tiger cub or anything else.

Tong curled her lips and said, "It's the intuition of survival in the wild. It's more like a small animal smelling the ground and knowing what kind of beast has passed by. Let's just call it experience."

Mang Tao tilted her head: "Oh? Could it be that you smell the secretions left by wild animals?"

As for what secretions they are, those who understand will know.

Tong's face became even uglier: "I didn't pee here."

Mang Tao laughed.

"He really holds a grudge." Tong muttered softly.

It's just a joke.

"Let's go."

They didn't meet anyone from the tribe on the rest of the way, and they successfully found the place where the strange thing was.

This is a lake. As soon as he arrived here, Mang Tao keenly discovered some strange traces, which looked probably only C-level and very weak.

There is an island in the sea, there is a lake on the island, and there is a very small island in the center of the lake.

The scenery would be picturesque if it weren't for the purple color of the lake.

The purple lake water looks a bit weird.

Mang Tao walked closer to the lake. He leaned over, stretched out his hand, and scooped up some lake water. The lake water was very clear, and the water flowing from the palm of his hand was clear white.

So the purple color does not come from the water, the problem must be at the bottom of the lake.

I have to dive into the lake to find out what's going on.

Mang Tao turned her head and looked at Tong.

Tong bared her teeth: "What are you doing?"

Mang Tao pointed at the lake with a smile: "Want to go down and take a look?"

He used a questioning tone, but it was obvious that he was not discussing it with Tong.

Tong glanced at the purple lake water with disdain, sighed, and began to take off his shirt.

"I don't know how long I can stay underwater." Tong said to Mang Tao before going into the water, "If anything weird comes to haunt me down there, remember to call me back."

He was not sure whether he could be transmitted under any circumstances, so just in case, it would definitely be no problem to disable the vest recall function.

"I know."