“Salar, I am not your God Allah, but just a modern man.”
Like that English-speaking man you met, he's a modern city dweller.
However, our civilization level is much higher than his.
These foods are nothing unusual; in fact, no one in modern cities would even eat them.
From now on, please call me by my name, and I don't like people kneeling before me.
Ye Feng thought that after explaining, Salla would understand.
Unexpectedly, these words were interpreted by Salla as…
"I am far superior to those evil people who traffic and force you, and my English is naturally better than theirs."
These foods are nothing more than the lowest and most ordinary things in our divine realm.
I don't like you worshipping me, because you're not qualified yet.
Salla bowed even more deeply, pleading repeatedly...
"Honorable Allah, please accept me, this useless worshipper. I have the utmost reverence for you."
She clasped her hands together in front of her chest, staring at Ye Feng with a devout, prayerful gesture.
That expression clearly showed reverence, as if it were a deity.
Ye Feng closed his eyes helplessly and turned his head to the side...
He compromised; these feudal ideas were probably already deeply ingrained in the minds of every Baija member.
After hundreds of years of influence, it is definitely not something that can be explained clearly in just a few words.
He simply shook his head, too lazy to argue any further.
"Alright, alright, I accept your worship, now get up."
Upon hearing this, Salla revealed a set of not-so-white teeth.
They looked like children who had received candy as a reward…
Afterwards, Ye Feng talked to her about some things, mainly asking if she could still find her way back to the tribe.
After all, Ye Feng also had his own selfish motives.
If he could truly get help from the female warriors of the Baija tribe, he would no longer be outnumbered 8 to 28.
Moreover, these people are definitely more familiar with the road conditions and environment than I am.
With their own equipment, traveling would be even easier.
Perhaps, we can actually reach the finish line without taking any damage.
However, even now, Sarra is unsure if she can find the tribe.
After all, this land is simply too vast, even though the Baija tribe has lived here for hundreds of years.
But they still hadn't explored every corner of the forest.
The forests are all pretty much the same everywhere, and it's currently the rainy season.
If you're unlucky and it rains, the forest will be nothing short of a maze.
Fortunately, the Baijia tribe has been passed down for so long that they still have some ways to communicate.
Because the female soldiers often get lost during their training expeditions…
So they invented two special methods of transmitting codes.
One method was to attract the attention of the tribe by whistling, conveying special sound effects so as to pinpoint their location.
Secondly, they would carve the tribe's totems on trees or place stones and weeds on the ground to guide lost tribespeople.
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng's solemn expression finally eased.
Having a way to contact someone is always better than wandering aimlessly in the jungle.
Salra's physical condition and jungle survival experience are by no means inferior to mine.
Even if they fail to find the Baija tribe's habitat, having such a female warrior by their side...
Not only will combat effectiveness increase, but it may also reduce the occurrence of many dangerous events.
Overall, the advantages far outweigh the disadvantages…
7 p.m.
It was completely dark, and the familiar chirping of insects filled the night.
This is their time to revel.
Some mosquitoes, attracted by light, flew directly into the fire, creating a burnt smell.
The campsite was still built using the most rudimentary platform construction method.
Ye Feng, Tang Weiwei, and Zhan Pengwu were all applying medicine to each other.
The others surrounded Salla, their faces filled with longing, trying to talk to her.
It was as if they had discovered some rare and exotic species.
The topics naturally turned to the unknown lifestyles of primitive tribes, their dietary habits, and hunting and survival techniques…
In particular, Zhan Pengfei, Fu Changxiong, and a few other men were especially interested in the rules of the Baijia tribe for recruiting men.
In short... each of them turned into a curious child, full of questions.
Ye Feng smiled and shook his head. Thinking about it, it made perfect sense. The crowd's reaction was very much in line with the Chinese people's love of joining in the fun and their curiosity.
The Baija tribe is a very primitive tribe, one of the few matriarchal societies in the Amazon. They are truly unique…
Salla couldn't understand, and her English was spoken haltingly, so Liu Sisi had to translate it slowly.
However, everyone listened with great interest and did not complain at all that she spoke slowly.
At this point, Salla had already shed her simple traditional clothing.
Ye Feng and his companions had a lot of spoils in their bags, including many clothes that had been taken from the dead.
After that, he would take Salla on their journey while searching for a tribe for her.
Although Salla is physically strong, the dangers in the jungle go far beyond venomous snakes.
To avoid any unforeseen events, Ye Feng had Liu Sisi and Qi Xiaoyan alter a set of clothes for her.
She was also given the leg wraps and sleeves that she had changed out of, as well as the shoes of the two women.
What was an ordinary thing to Ye Feng and his companions was a treasure to Salla.
Her big, dark eyes were full of curiosity. Having been poorly clothed since childhood, she had never worn such comfortable clothes and shoes before.
Excitedly, he kept walking back and forth on the platform, showing off his new equipment.
Of course, their respect for Ye Feng and the others grew even higher, and their status as gods was basically confirmed.
Ye Feng didn't bother to explain further; it would be futile.
He only told Salla what he wanted to do in the next few days.
When Salra learned that the gods wanted to send her back to her tribe, she was overjoyed.
They also said that Ye Feng must be introduced to the High Priest and the Chieftain so that Ye Feng can be worshipped by the Baijia tribe forever.
After kowtowing to Ye Feng a few more times, the crowd surrounded her again and began asking her all sorts of questions.
Even Zhan Pengwu, a Buddhist, couldn't help but inquire about their religious beliefs.
Salla quickly became the darling of the escape team.
Tang Weiwei didn't join in the fun; instead, she sat down next to Ye Feng with a worried expression and asked softly:
"Have you thought about what if we still can't find her tribe by the time we reach the end?"
And... we're running for our lives right now. If she comes with us and gets into danger...
Those foreigners might not be as kind as we are…
Upon hearing this, Ye Feng turned to look at him with a smile and jokingly said:
"Who would have thought that the seventh-ranked ruthless killer would care so much about a caveman who almost stabbed you to death?"
"Tch~"
Tang Weiwei's expression changed, and she once again revealed an arrogant look, her chin slightly raised...
“I certainly wouldn’t go easy on those foreigners, but this woman is already pitiful enough.”
I just feel... this is our business, and we shouldn't let her take the risks with us.
Anyway… you figure it out yourself.
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