I became a planet

Chapter 174 Change Everything
In the dark round mountain pass, there is no hot magma rolling.

And on the mountainside, the white and yellow steam that spews out from time to time proves the fact that the volcano is still alive.

The hillside descends slowly and extends into the valley.

The low bushes that almost cover the entire foot of the mountain are covered with ripe orange fruits like stars.

The strong wind blowing from the valley brought some sand and dust, which hit the bushes with yellow leaves, and at the same time knocked the orange fruits to the soft ground.

At the bottom of the tree, a white animal poked out the deep hole they hid under the dead leaves, scanning the surroundings vigilantly with those small black eyes.

The pointed ears erected high on the small triangular face are also constantly turning.

Carefully observe the situation around.

They are timid and greedy. Seeing the orange fruit fall on the dead leaves, they are wary of everything around them, and gradually poke out the six limbs...

"Oh! There's Berkeley!"

At the same time as the shout appeared, a slender spear shining with silver light suddenly pierced in front of this little snow-white thing with six limbs!
The small animal called "Berkeley" was very fast. After it escaped the disaster, it immediately went back into the hole and disappeared.

"Hey! Let me say, Rand, you can't see it from a tree, but if it's too loud, it's sure to run away."

A primitive man with a spear in his hand jumped down from the tree, picked up the overripe fruit on the ground, and gently placed it in a large basket woven with branches and weeds on his back.

"Bilak, how will you know if you don't try?" Another primitive man with gray hair and a strong figure also jumped off the tree.

He tugged at the animal skin on his body, walked to the spear whose tip had been deeply embedded in the fallen leaves, and pulled hard!
"Huh? This..." Bilak saw something stabbed at the tip of the spear, and it was dangling on the tip of the spear in mid-air.

"Oh!" Rand shook his gun, with a smile on his face, "Good luck!"

As he spoke, he threw Berkeley, who had been stabbed to death by accident, into the basket on his back.

"Really, let me tell you, Rand, why are you so lucky all the time? You can come across such a good thing when you come to pick pine nuts..." Bilak muttered, and glanced at Rand as if he was a little jealous.

"Hey, what is this? Here, here it is, I got it by luck anyway." Rand threw the prey in the pannier into Bilak's hand, and laughed twice.

"Hey? Rand, you... If our old leader dies, I will definitely choose you as the new leader!" Bilak immediately changed his face. He stroked the white fur of his prey, and hugged Rand's shoulders with joy. , and the voice is much higher.

"Hahaha, what are you talking about?" Rand bent down to pick up the pine cones, and threw them into the basket one by one, with exceptional skill.

His eyes were calm, as if he had no thoughts at all.

"Really, Rand, I mean, our old chief has lived long enough, don't you think?"

"It's quite long." Rand's tone remained unchanged.

"You can die at any time, oh, why don't you care, obviously in our tribe, your voice is very loud." Bilak continued to speak, his eyes kept glancing at Rand.

"I have no interest, don't talk about it, the leader will always protect the Telanka tribe!"

Rand's voice raised a lot at this time, with his arms raised to the sky, he suddenly knelt down and kowtowed in one direction.

"Oh, you really are." Bilak also picked up the pine nuts, and did not bring up this topic again.

Time passed slowly, and after Lant filled Bilak's pannier with pine cones, they finally walked out of the bush.

Going straight along a path paved with small stones, the two of them crossed a small stream and came to a tribe surrounded by a wall made of solid rock.

They came back very early, and they didn't put their backpacks in until they reached the warehouse.

Bilak didn't forget to take out the Berkley beast from the basket, and glanced at Rand.

"Really, really gave it to me?"

"Well, it's no big deal. I'll see you off." Rand yawned.

"Hey!" Bilak carried the Berkeley beast and came to the warehouse guard. After some exchange, he got one of the Berkeley beast's hind legs.

He happily ran to Rand's side again.

"Rand, it's okay, when the time comes, that old guy..."

"Okay. I said I'm not interested."

As Rand walked forward, many people in the tribe also greeted him with a smile.

Bilak looked at Rand, who seemed to be quite popular, and pouted.

He turned into another road and went straight to the largest house in the tribe.

Entering the room, he saw the old leader.

"Bilak, what exactly is Lant thinking?" The leader coughed and signaled the people around him to back down.

"Boss, I think you're overthinking, Nalante is a fool." Bilak took out the leg meat of the Berkeley beast in his hand, and gestured, "I'll give it to him if I want it, I've asked him many times, uh , um, he didn't have anything about the leader..."

When Bilaq wanted to say "next office", he swallowed and paused, but he really didn't dare to say it directly.

The old leader has sent people to kill several thoughtful people, and pretended to be an accident.

He felt that saying this word was enough to be hacked.

"Idiots...that's what they say." The old leader let out a sigh of relief and nodded.

He knows that this threat can be lifted, everyone is stupid, that is really stupid.

Where would a wise man give his prey to others?

The old chief coughed.

He paved the way for his son who was about to inherit the position of leader, and killed all the more powerful people in these tribes, so there would be no obstacles.

After the previous leader stepped down, the people of the clan chose him as the leader who was the smartest.

But when he was about to die, he didn't want his clansman to choose someone who was smart.

He wanted his son to be the new leader.

Even though his own son was thin and clumsy, he was nothing like him.

As a leader, no matter what you do, it is correct. This has been the rule since their family migrated from a distant place to this secluded valley more than 300 years ago.

If not, according to the legends from generation to generation, they should have become the food of terrifying monsters like those stupid ancestors who refused to leave the tribe, and should have been completely wiped out!
As long as the son becomes the tribal leader, his grandson can also be the leader.

From generation to generation, forever will enjoy the best food, as well as women, tools, weapons, and so on.

everything is……

(End of this chapter)