Ye Feng got up and helped Tatis and Krati to their feet. Looking at the intense gazes of the locals filling the room, he felt a bit of pressure.
The pursuers from Bai Ying and the Shuar tribe haven't been dealt with yet, and he's already taking on the responsibility of reviving a tribe.
Didn't I come here to win the grand prize?
I had originally hoped to seek their protection, but now I've gotten myself into trouble too.
"Sigh...it seems this lie went a bit too far. It's going to be hard to clean up this mess..." Ye Feng sighed inwardly.
His original plan was to impart some modern knowledge to these natives, help them improve, and then give them the weapons he had on him.
Unexpectedly, the Baijia tribe was in an even worse situation than he was.
All they had right now were Bai Ying and the pursuers, but this tribe was truly surrounded by enemies, with people everywhere wanting to capture them.
However, since he had already agreed to Salra's request and confirmed his identity as Allah, Ye Feng couldn't possibly go back on his word now.
He could only grit his teeth and say, "I will help you, but I don't like the title Allah. You can call me by my name like Salah, or you can call me by my name directly."
“Yes, yes, yes.” Tatis and Kratti both burst into laughter through their tears, nodding in agreement.
Everyone in the room laughed happily, looking at Ye Feng with utmost respect.
"Then, Lord Allah... no... Lord Ye Feng, how can we survive now? The Wendigos may find us soon."
Ye Feng stroked his chin and pondered for a while before saying, "Let me think about it. Tell the people of your tribe to get up early tomorrow, and I will make arrangements accordingly."
"Yes!" After listening to Salra's translation, Tatis nodded excitedly and began to give instructions to his people.
8 PM —
A joyful clamor arose from the jungle, where insects chirped.
A large bonfire was lit in the camp, and the Baija tribe members were holding hands, singing and dancing around the fire. Nearby, some tribesmen were playing rhythmic instruments made from bamboo tubes.
This is probably one of their ways of entertaining themselves.
Ye Feng and the others, who were sitting down, were forced to wear a traditional hat of the Baijia tribe and sit on a not-so-clean long cloth, enjoying the warm welcome ceremony of the local people.
According to Salla, they haven't held such a large-scale event in a long time.
This is the highest level of hospitality for honored guests, and it is usually reserved for chiefs or high priests of other Baija tribes.
This shows how important Ye Feng is to them.
Liu Sisi and Qi Xiaoyan seemed to be having a lot of fun, jumping around haphazardly while holding the hands of the tribespeople, as if they were quickly integrating into the group.
Zhan Pengfei leaned closer to him and whispered, "Hey, Brother Feng, do you think the men in those tribes have some kind of aesthetic problem? These women are considered beautiful by them?"
Ye Feng smiled noncommittally and shook his head; this was also a question he was very interested in knowing.
Because he had already observed all the native women here. Not to mention their skin, which was rough and sallow, they all had some scars on their bodies and faces.
Especially the main force of female soldiers, some of whom have even more developed muscles than the men.
His limbs were unusually rough, his joints were large, his teeth were generally yellow, and he had an unpleasant smell when he spoke.
The most outrageous thing is... whether they don't have time or don't care about their personal image, their armpit hair is also unusually thick.
Ye Feng shook his head. If she were in a modern city, she probably wouldn't be able to get married.
Generally speaking, according to his aesthetic sense, there are almost no truly beautiful women among them; Salla and Lia are considered beauties.
"These are the real primitive people, living a life of eating raw meat and drinking blood every day. Even if they are beautiful, how beautiful can they be?"
"How do you plan to help them? Once the map refreshes tomorrow, our location will be exposed, and those guys might break in."
Tang Weiwei's words made Ye Feng frown again. He could only shake his head helplessly...
"There's nothing we can do about it. Our fate is now tied to theirs, so we have to take action as soon as possible."
Furthermore, I don't think Bai Ying and her group will attack immediately once they discover this place.
"Why?" Tang Weiwei asked, puzzled.
Ye Feng carefully recalled the battle during the day and replied in a deep voice:
"Because we walked for nearly 5 hours to get here today, they couldn't possibly have arrived so quickly."
Moreover, I counted them during the daytime battle; they died about 20 times and were wounded about 10 times.
If they knew we were already in the Baija tribe's camp, they would have waited for their wounded to recover before taking action. Otherwise, what right did they have to capture us?
“Hmm.” Tang Weiwei nodded, but immediately added, “But didn’t the high priest say that their enemies are not only the Shuar tribe, but also other tribes?”
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng fell silent instantly.
He had thought about this problem before, just like he had been two weeks ago, being hunted down and having to hide everywhere.
Right now, the only option is to use the tools and wisdom available in the shortest amount of time to fight back.
Just then, Tatis and Kratti, like two maids, came to Ye Feng, each holding a large wooden bowl.
A fragrant aroma, like that of some kind of food, was rising from inside...
Tatis gave an embarrassed laugh and knelt down to respectfully place the bowl in front of Ye Feng.
"Sir, our resources are limited, so we can only serve you mountain rat meat. Please don't find it offensive."
Salla quickly translated...
After listening, Ye Feng glanced at the contents of the large bowl, and his face twitched slightly.
After asking Salla, I learned that the so-called mountain rat meat is actually just some rodents found in the mountains and fields, which they collectively call mountain rats.
The rat in the bowl was a whole one, and when Ye Feng saw it by the firelight, he immediately gasped.
There were even some yellow rat hairs floating in the yellowish broth.
Since they were stewed as a whole, their appearance remained largely unchanged, so Ye Feng recognized the rat at a glance.
This is a brown rat—
Also known as the white-tailed hamster, Norwegian rat, or dung rat, it is generally called a house mouse by Chinese people.
It is an omnivorous, extremely dirty rat that carries the hantavirus.
When Ye Feng first arrived in the Amazon and he and Fu Changxiong first captured a wild boar, many of these rats appeared at night.
If consumed by humans, it could cause serious damage to the kidneys and lungs, making it one of the foods that one would rather starve than eat in the jungle.
Ye Feng grimaced and quickly pushed the bowl away, his expression full of disgust...
"Tatis, don't tell me your tribe eats this stuff all the time?"
After listening to the translation, Tatis nodded in affirmation...
"Yes, sir, this mountain rat meat is delicious, but it's also very difficult to catch. Please try some."
After saying that, she picked up the bowl, thinking that Ye Feng thought the meat in this dish was not tasty and wanted to set an example first.
But Ye Feng immediately stopped her...
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