totem god system

Chapter 268 Despised
So, in such a dedicated situation, how do we create a totem pole?

After hearing what the knight said, Xiaobai was also a little confused, it seemed that he was not very easy to do.

According to them, wood and carving are big problems, and they are very different from those in the forest. Xiaobai is a god in the forest, and his understanding of the grassland is limited, so he doesn't know what to do.

The red-maned Yang Lie understood the truth of this, and turned around directly to start collecting the personal belongings of the knights. He quickly gathered a bunch of scattered things, most of which were worthless things, but fortunately, there were still some of them. .

After counting these supplies, Hongmane Yanglie frowned: "Barely enough."

Xiaobai looked at the pile of supplies, then at the knight who was almost stripped clean, couldn't help covering his face, it was so embarrassing.

"What's the use of collecting these?" Xiao Bai still couldn't help asking curiously.

"Of course it's to exchange for a totem pole." Hongmane Yanglie said as a matter of course.

Eh?Didn't you wait, can the totem pole be exchanged back?

Xiaobai looked at the group of knights in front of him in bewilderment. He felt a little confused. The totem pole is the dwelling place of the gods and the most sacred existence. Can this be used as a commodity?
"What's the matter?" Seeing Xiaobai's puzzled look, Red Mane Yanglie finally realized that he is not a prairie person, so he explained: "We have no wood, no carving skills, and even the formula of dyes. No, in the grasslands, totem poles are made by specialists, who will collect wood, practice carving techniques, and learn how to prepare dyes."

This is an industrial chain formed around the totem pole. With such a business mind, could it be possible to meet someone who travels through time?

Xiaobai saw that what Hongmane Yanglie said was reasonable, so he didn't want to worry about it anymore. Anyway, let them do it if they can, as long as they can make a totem pole in the end.

Xiaobai is not afraid that these knights don't care, anyway, the red-maned horse is their god, if these guys don't care, he doesn't need to be busy.

"Then shall we change the totem pole next?" Xiao Bai asked enthusiastically, he was still very interested in the place where the totem pole was changed.

"Yes." Red Mane Yang Lie directed the knights to put away the supplies, then stood up and looked around to distinguish the location, and finally said: "There should be a place where you can change the totem pole around here, not too far away from us." far, we go now."

"How long will it take?" Xiaobai asked.

"It may take three days." Red Mane Yanglie thought for a while and said.

"Three days, then let's leave now." Xiaobai nodded, and decided to go to the place where the totem pole was changed with Hongmane Yanglie.

Xiaobai is a true god, but he is not omnipotent. He doesn't know anything about grasslands, and he doesn't want to pretend to be a wolf with a big tail. He always keeps a low profile and learns. It is uncertain what it will be like when he fully understands the grassland.

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After walking on the grassland for three days, Xiaobai's eyes turned into circles. He really couldn't understand how the red-maned Yanglie and these knights could tell the direction. Why did he look the same everywhere?

On the evening of the third day, a small tribe appeared in front of their eyes, and the smoke rose faintly.

After three days of driving, smiles finally appeared on the numb faces of the knights who couldn't eat or sleep well. As long as they reached the tribe in front, they could take a rest.

The group speeded up and arrived at the small tribe.

When he got closer, Xiaobai realized that this is really a small tribe. The population of the entire tribe is probably less than 200 people. All of them are covered with animal skins that haven't been washed for an unknown period of time, and they look dirty.

However, this small tribe is very distinctive, there is actually a small forest around their tribe.

Although there are not many trees in the grove, it is considered a unique existence in this green grassland.

The tents are arranged very neatly, and you can see neatly stacked wooden slats and discarded leftovers everywhere in the small tribe.

"Is it here?" Xiaobai leaned close to Hongmane Yanglie and asked in a low voice.

Since they came here, Xiaobai found that the people in the tribe have been staring at them, the expressions on their faces are numb and indifferent, neither enthusiastic nor repulsive, which is weird.

Hongmane Yanglie nodded towards the wood in the tribe, then pointed to the grove, and said, "No mistake, they are a tribe that survives exclusively by making totem poles, other tribes don't have such a forest, And there won't be so much wood."

Xiaobai shrugged his shoulders and didn't ask any more questions. Anyway, he was not familiar with the grassland. Hongmane Yanglie said yes, so he was more familiar with it than himself.

Before the knights stepped into the tribe, three people walked out of the tribe, blocked their way, and yelled at Hongmane Yanglie in a strange language.

The language was not a tribal language, and Xiaobai couldn't understand it, so he could only watch Hongmane Yanglie communicate with them.

The two sides yelled for a while, and Yang Lie, the red mane, waved his hand, and the knight behind came with the supplies and threw them in front of the three of them, forming a small pile.

The three of them looked at the knight vigilantly, one of them came out, flipped through the supplies, shouted a few words to the back, curled his lips in disdain, Xiaobai could clearly see the contemptuous expression on his face, obviously, this The guy looked down on the supplies of the knights.

The three of them yelled again, and their attitude became obviously arrogant. Hongmane Yanglie's face flushed red after hearing what these three guys said.

"I guess, they don't agree?" Xiaobai turned to Hongmane Yanglie and said.

"They set prices on the ground, thinking that our things are broken and worthless, so they don't want to just make us a new totem pole." Hongmane Yanglie said through gritted teeth.

The totem pole is related to the life of the gods, and there is no room for red-maned Yanglie to be sloppy. He almost plundered all the wealth in the hands of the knights to gather these things, and now he is dismissed by others. This feeling makes him extremely angry and furious Liang, however, held back.

Hongmane Yanglie knew very well that if he wanted to fight these people at this time, the totem pole would be ruined and there would be no more hope.

No matter how arrogant these people are, how much they look down on them, how much they raise their prices, Hongmane Yanglie can only admit it with a pinch of his nose. He can't destroy the gods of the tribe just because of his own whim.

Although Hongmane Yanglie can bear it, it doesn't mean that Xiaobai can bear it. After all, he is also a true god, no matter how low-key he is, he is not willing to be humiliated by a few primitive people.

However, these primitive people didn't attack him, and Xiaobai couldn't take the initiative to attack him, but that didn't mean he had no choice but to suppress him.

(End of this chapter)