Now that safety was no longer an issue, Ye Feng led the group to continue up the mountain.
After all, if the Baijia tribe wants to live in seclusion, the resources here must be abundant.
It was pretty much the same as the mountain paths I'd walked before, with uneven ground, scattered rocks, and weeds growing wildly. Combined with the lush trees all around, the Amazonian style was very obvious.
Fortunately, none of them were ordinary modern people; they had experienced this kind of road condition far too many times.
But the ecological resources of this mountain made Ye Feng frown, and the others kept looking at their surroundings.
They walked from the foot of the mountain to the halfway point and found only a small flock of birds and two small venomous snakes; they found no other animals.
This really troubled Ye Feng, because this was nothing like the jungle path he had walked before...
Within a few steps, you can see all kinds of insects and poisonous creatures; a loud shout will startle a flock of birds into flight; and if you dig through the thicket of grass, you'll find either the nests of rodents or the tracks of snakes.
"Is this place really that lacking in resources? Is it because of this river?"
Ye Feng knew that in the wild, there was usually no shortage of food near water sources, because the rivers contained fish, shrimp and microorganisms, which would attract many small animals to hunt for food.
This river is filled with boiling water, and there is no life in it, so it's certain that there are few animals.
But how can a forest on land be so desolate?
Ye Feng, refusing to believe it, followed the others into a dense forest on a sloping hillside. He shouted loudly upwards...
"ah!!!"
After a loud bang, a flock of birds flew up from the branches of the trees in the jungle.
But the number is still small, only seven or eight...
"Hiss..." Ye Feng scratched his head, feeling that plans still couldn't keep up with changes. He originally thought it was the most suitable place for seclusion, but it turned out to be devoid of resources. Wouldn't he starve to death if he came here to survive?
"Brother Feng, let's go look around on the other side of the mountain. Maybe there are more resources there." Liu Sisi noticed Ye Feng's worries and suggested that they go further.
Ye Feng could only nod helplessly. If all else failed, he would have to rescue the Baijia women and send them back to their original camp.
After all, he had come all this way to be a Good Samaritan, and saving them was already more than enough.
The group had just reached the summit, all panting heavily, and were preparing to rest for a while before continuing...
"Ooh ooh ooh!"
The two monkeys on Ye Feng's arrow suddenly started barking wildly...
This is a warning sound; they've all heard it far too many times...
But... in a place like this, would there still be people? Or wild animals?
"Alert!" Before Ye Feng could even finish speaking, everyone had already stood up.
Although they are not in a game now, their long-term battles in the rainforest have instilled in them a conditioned reflex.
The group immediately pulled out their pistols, stood back to back in a circle, and surrounded Naliga and Nalimi.
Ye Feng observed his surroundings while looking in the direction the two little monkeys were yelling.
It turned out that the two monkeys were currently spinning around on his shoulders, yelling...
This wasn't the first time Ye Feng had encountered this situation; it was clearly not a wild animal, but rather a human.
The only people who can be here are indigenous people...
"Roar!..."
Just as they thought of this, a series of sharp roars rang out from all directions. Upon closer listening, they were remarkably similar to the roars of the Baijia tribe before battle.
The only difference was that the sound was louder, and it came from a group of men.
"They're there!" Tang Weiwei was the first to spot the enemy, though she hadn't found them completely.
As soon as the words were spoken, about 30 meters away from the group of people, a group of male natives wearing eagle crests and with black and white painted eye sockets, like pandas, emerged from the grass.
They carried long spears, wore wooden bows around their necks, and were dressed, some even barefoot...
But this rudimentary equipment did not hinder them from moving swiftly through the mountains...
Upon seeing the eagle feather crest, Qi Xiaoyan blurted out... "The Baijia tribe has men?"
"No! The Baijia tribe has no men!" Ye Feng denied her statement firmly and released the safety of his pistol.
“Eagle crest feathers are worn by all Native Americans, and there are many Native Americans in the Amazon!”
Zhan Pengwu excitedly pulled the bolt... "That's great! I've never shot anyone with a gun in my life before, buddy, I'll just fire!"
"Wait a minute!" Ye Feng quickly called out to him... "We're here to find a camp for the Baijia tribe, not to fight. Let's see if they've made any aggressive moves first."
From the moment these people appeared, Ye Feng understood why there were so few resources here.
These indigenous people were simply dressed and thin, clearly primitive.
It's estimated that there's a tribal community here, but they've probably lived here for so long that they've exhausted all the surrounding resources.
When the group of people got within seven or eight meters of Ye Feng and his companions, they all stopped, staring at them with wide, curious eyes, but made no move.
They have seen modern people, but they have never seen people of Asian descent.
Just as Ye Feng was about to ask the visitor's purpose, a bald native wearing an eagle feather crown, with the most feathers on his head, took two steps closer to Ye Feng and spoke in the Native American language.
"Hey! Who are you?! What are you doing here in our Masa community?!"
The visitor's tone was serious, carrying a clear sense of vigilance and questioning...
"Masa people?" Ye Feng murmured the name, quickly searching his mind for information about this ethnic group.
Before coming, he had crammed on the encyclopedic knowledge of many ethnic minorities in the Amazon, and there was only one tribe in the Amazon that was Indian and whose names included "Masa".
The Masa people are an abbreviation for the Masakali people, an ethnic group composed of indigenous peoples in South America.
Unlike the Masa people in Africa or other places who have achieved modernization, the Masa people of the Amazon are the most backward and primitive ethnic group.
Interestingly, this tribe shares similarities with the Baija tribe; they revere strength and look down on women, believing that women are pitifully weak except for childbirth. Therefore, there are very few women in their tribes...
Furthermore, they don't enjoy playing with women like cannibals, because they have no interest in marriage or partners.
When men reach childbearing age, they go out and steal women to have their children, and then release them after the birth.
In modern terms, this is just a bunch of straight men who only know how to resort to violence...
"Hehe~ I didn't expect that finding a place to live would indirectly help these women find free husbands." Ye Feng couldn't help but grin. Now even the Baijia clan's heritage is secured.
Once you understand the characteristics of a nation and there are no communication barriers, things become much easier.
Ye Feng said in a not-so-fluent Native American language, "We are Han Chinese, from the far east. We came here to find a suitable habitat for the Baija tribe, and we have no intention of offending you."
Upon hearing this, the Central Plains warriors' eyes immediately blazed with fury; their comprehension was limited...
They only heard Ye Feng say the words "finding a habitat," but to them, that sounded like he was trying to take over their territory. How could they tolerate that?
"You damned modern people, you have your own land, and you still come to rob us with such good conditions, I'll kill you all!"
As they spoke, the soldiers raised their spears and prepared to charge.
Seeing that the other party had misunderstood, Ye Feng raised his gun and fired a shot into the air.
"Bang!" The crisp sound of the Glock pistol echoed through the jungle.
The natives who had only taken a few steps immediately stopped and took two steps back in fear.
Judging from that terrified expression, he has clearly seen a gun before.
The leading native clenched his fists tightly, gritted his teeth, and stared at Ye Feng with a look full of resentment and anger, but he could not hide his fear.
"First it was the Shuar tribe, cannibals, and now a Han Chinese, what exactly do you want!?"
Ye Feng raised an eyebrow slightly. The hidden message in that sentence seemed significant, especially considering their fearful reaction to guns...
"Could it be... that these Masa people also have a grudge against those two tribes?"
Thinking of this, Ye Feng slowly lowered his gun... If they and the Baijia tribe really had a common enemy, then this matter would definitely have a chance.
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