We made you the chief, and now you've become the world's chief?

Chapter 113 The Birth of a Violent Mechanism

"Nock the arrows!"

"and many more!"

As soon as Lipa made a sound, Xia Minghao rushed over.

Those who weren't responsible for operating the giant bow had already picked up their bronze spears and were on high alert.

Until they saw figures emerging from the darkness illuminated by the firelight.

"It's them!"

It was only then that Lipa recognized them. Weren't these the people from the first tribe he had ever met?

More and more people then stood at the cave entrance, wanting to come in, but were deterred by the gleaming bronze spearheads and the terrifying giant bow, and dared not take a step forward.

Did they hear about the cannibals and then come to the Xia tribe for refuge?

Xia Minghao immediately understood the whole story, and his heart became even more conflicted.

The original intention was to incorporate these people into the Xia tribe. If these people are truly retained and experience the sense of security that the Xia tribe provides, they will likely become part of the Xia tribe after this rain.

However, with such a large influx of people, the food problem that was not a concern before will reappear, and it may also lead to chaos within the Xia tribe.

But if they don't take in these poor tribes, they will surely die tragically at the hands of the wolf tribe while they are in exile.

Most importantly, this is all the tribes that could be found near Salt Spring Mountain, totaling four or five hundred people.

If we just abandon them, where will we find manpower for future migrations? Are we supposed to wait ten or twenty years and rely on the Xia tribe to reproduce on its own?
"Opportunities and challenges coexist; it seems we have no choice but to take in this group."

Xia Minghao pondered for a moment, and then made up his mind.

If we're really going to do it, then we should do it properly.

After thinking for a moment, Xia Minghao shouted at the large group of people at the cave entrance.

"The Xia tribe can protect you, but you must obey the Xia tribe's order! Listen to me."

Everyone listened in a daze, but the men and women at the front all nodded vigorously.

Xia Minghao then instructed Lipa to maintain order and ensure that the group of people entered one by one, while he himself counted them from the side.

One by one, they filed in, totaling 169 adults and 111 minors, including infants still being held in arms.

There are so many people, the total number is close to three hundred.

This is the total number of people from the Xia and Da tribes, but now they have all poured into the Salt Spring Mountain.

As for the remaining primitive people outside Salt Spring Mountain, there should be more than two hundred of them. They haven't come yet. I don't know if the message hasn't been delivered or if they have been wiped out by the wolf tribe.

But Xia Minghao had no compassion and wanted to send people out to rescue them.

The shed was quickly filled to capacity. Li Ba, who had already moved into the dormitory and was about to go to sleep, immediately got up and began to urgently set up the shed according to Xia Minghao's orders.

When Xia Minghao saw Li Ba, he immediately raised his hand to stop him.

With so many people, we need to set up more than a dozen tents. How long would it take the Xia tribe to set up all those tents?
After a moment's thought, Xia Minghao immediately said to Liba.

"Go tell these people how to set up the shed, and let them do it themselves."

Xia Minghao was definitely not going to let these three hundred people eat and drink for free; he needed to get them moving now.

"Yes, Chief."

Liba nodded blankly, and then began to interact with the outsiders who were huddled together for warmth in the rain.

Everyone understood what Liba said, but no one wanted to move.

They traveled a long way, moving at a pace even slower than when the tribes migrated before, and therefore were naturally more exhausted.

There was hardly any meat to eat, and no salt either. All they wanted to do was rest, even if they got soaked in the rain, since the rain inside Yanquan Mountain was much lighter than outside.

Seeing the group's reaction, Xia Minghao frowned.

If you really want to get wet in the rain, then there's really no problem.

But if rain causes widespread illness, that would be a real problem.

Reasoning with them is useless; they probably don't even have the concept that getting wet in the rain will make them sick.

However, these people cannot be driven away, as doing so would be controlling the upper limit of the Xia tribe's labor force.

Since we can't use a soft approach, but we still have to "take good care" of these people, we have no choice but to take a hard approach.

"Liba, from today onwards, you are my security captain."

Seeing that Li Ba had no choice but to return to his side, Xia Minghao said with a serious expression, "Security...Captain?"

The captain understood, but what did the security guard mean?
Xia Minghao did not answer immediately, but instead looked Li Ba up and down again.

Liba was indeed the most robust man in the Xia tribe, if you don't count the Da clan who had just joined the Xia tribe.

Therefore, it is most appropriate to make him the head of the first violent organization he establishes.

Even though the Xia tribe society has undergone tremendous changes, it still cannot escape the basic tone of the primitive era.

That means whoever has the bigger fist is right.

This is even more evident in the Da tribe, where private ownership was beginning to emerge.

Using a clerk to maintain stability not only gains the trust of subordinates but also intimidates those being managed.

"Security guards are just for ensuring safety. Forget it, it's too complicated, you wouldn't understand even if I explained it to you."

There was no point in explaining this, so Xia Minghao simply skipped the topic and told Liba what to do.

“Go and select about twenty men from this group who are strong and can do what you do, and have them build the tent.”

"If they don't do it."

Then Xia Minghao picked up a stick.

There are plenty of these things; they were mostly used by the women who were in charge of collecting them before. There are also some used by men, but they are much less common in comparison.

After all, this thing is far too useless for hunting, but if used to hit people, it won't kill them, but it will still cause them pain.

“Your construction team is now the security team, and you are the security captain. You are responsible for doing things according to my instructions.”

"Now you take your men and find the people as I say. Once you find them, make them set up a tent. If they don't listen, have others use this to beat them."

“But Chief, you said before that the Xia tribe people cannot fight the Xia tribe people.”

Upon hearing Xia Minghao's words, Liba touched his bald head in confusion and hesitated.

I remember that quite clearly...

"They are not yet members of the Xia tribe."

But there was more to say, which Xia Minghao didn't say aloud.

That means that society is undergoing changes again, and the existence of law enforcement agencies is necessary to maintain social stability.

“Your security team uses this, but you use this.”

Then Xia Minghao found a spiked club.

This is a real spiked club, made by Xia Minghao when he was bored.

The remaining wolf teeth, though not particularly ornamental, were still extremely sharp and were all densely nailed onto the wooden stick by Xia Minghao.

This thing is not only more lethal, but its deterrent power has also been enhanced to an epic degree, making it perfect for Li Ba, the security captain.

Liba hadn't touched a weapon in a long time, but now that he had this formidable-looking spiked club, he suddenly felt a surge of excitement.

After taking it, he waved it around in the air a few times.

"Yes, Chief, I'll do it right away!"

He then led his men, happily going to carry out Xia Minghao's orders.

From afar, one could see that the security team of Liba had all taken wooden sticks and walked among the refugees.

They began selecting able-bodied young men for labor.

This group of people naturally didn't want to expend any energy, so they just sat there doing nothing.

It wasn't until Liba remembered what Xia Minghao had said that he went straight up and started waving his wooden stick.

The primitive people cried out in pain as they were beaten, and only then did they begin to work.

Seeing this, Xia Minghao thought to himself, "Sure enough, these primitive people are savage to the core, they don't need much teaching."

The fact that he hadn't revealed his savage nature before was mostly because he was suppressed by the Xia tribe's affluent life and by himself.

But this violence can only solve the problem temporarily; we can't keep holding the Xia tribe's unlimited fighting tournament forever...

To achieve lasting peace and stability, we still need to rely on civilized methods.

Looking at the stone slab not far away, Xia Minghao's eyes were solemn.

It seems it's time to engrave a code of law to clarify the order, so that the liba knows who to beat and the beaten know why they are being beaten!
(End of this chapter)