Chief don't slap in the face

Chapter 143 Voodoo Art
"That's with ebony wood oil..."

After the Great Prophet said something, he closed his mouth vigilantly. Oops, he was almost fooled. In fact, Xia Ye's reasoning was correct.

This old ghost has lived in the Longque Mountains for 50 years since he became wise and became the Great Prophet, but the longer he lives, the more he will be tortured.

Throughout the tribe, only I can speak and think, while the other mountain ghosts, even kings, only know how to eat, drink, sleep, and mate.

For decades, there is not even a single person who can talk to each other, who wouldn't go crazy?What's more, the great prophet is the first person in the mountain ghost tribe who can speak. He really wants to let humans know his wisdom, which is as bright as the scorching sun in the sky.

This is why the Great Prophet loves to show off, he is so eager to show off his wisdom.

"Do you want to go out? See human society? Taste human food and wine?"

Xia Ye is persuasive and persuasive.

The Great Prophet didn't speak, but the look of surprise on his face revealed an expectation that even ordinary female warriors could see.

"Become my slave, and as I conquer the world, your name of wisdom will spread throughout the entire Eastern Continent, and you will be awed and feared by many tribes!"

Xia Ye deliberately exaggerated and promised a big cake, otherwise how would the other party take the bait?

"Would you trust a mountain ghost?"

The Great Prophet stared at Xia Ye, trying to see through his heart.

Death on one side and slaves on the other, idiots know how to choose, but the Great Prophet is not sure if Xia Ye is lying to him.

"So, I want you to be my slave!"

Xia Ye didn't hide anything.

"Why didn't the chief lie to him?"

"What's the use of this kind of mountain ghost? Just kill it!"

"That's right, everyone almost fell into his hands, so hurry up and hang yourself down!"

The female warriors didn't understand what Xia Ye wanted to do. If they were slaves, even if they caught some savages, they would be better than this mountain ghost, right?
"Even if this guy is a pet, isn't he too ugly?"

Rem muttered.

Listening to the discussions around him, the Great Prophet noticed the contempt and disdain these women had for him, which made him very angry, but when he looked at Xia Ye's face, he fell into a wave of contemplation again.

Do you want to be a slave?
If Xia Ye said that he made himself his subordinate and entrusted him with important tasks, the Great Prophet would definitely not believe it, but the other party's frank face of wanting him to be a slave is actually believable.

"I let you be a slave because I don't trust you, but if you make great contributions to the tribe, you can be released from slave status, and even become a nobleman of the tribe!"

Xia Ye smiled sincerely: "I was born in a poor family, oh, I am a poor ghost, now I am poor and white, but I want to build a tribe, I may win the world, or I may die without a whole body, you are willing to follow me, to fight with the heroes of the world Do you want to compete?"

"Compete with the heroes of the world?"

The eyes of the Great Prophet lit up instantly, it was an ambition to prove himself.

"Xia Ye's scheming is terrifying!"

Seeing this scene, Eileen felt emotional, knowing that although the Great Prophet hadn't acknowledged it yet, he had surrendered in his heart and was willing to be Xia Ye's slave.

Xia Ye deduced the character of Shangui Great Prophet from some details, and then started from his desire to defeat him.

You must know that it is more difficult to make a person surrender than to kill him.

"Master, please allow me to offer my loyalty!"

The great prophet prostrated himself on the ground.

"very good!"

Xia Ye took out the Great Wilderness Book of Souls: "In order to prevent your rebellion, I need you to sign this contract, um, to draw the totem of your tribe!"

"it is good!"

The Great Prophet was quite blunt and didn't even ask what the contract was.

In a broad sense, even humans can become psychic beasts, so mountain ghosts are fine.

The contracts in the Bible are roughly divided into three types. One is soul symbiosis, that is, if one of the master or the psychic beast dies in battle, the other will die immediately.

Only those who have a life-and-death contract, and Zicheng, will sign this kind of contract. Although the restrictions are very large, after the contract is established, the souls of the two can resonate, and the combat effectiveness will be multiplied.

The second type of cooperation contract is equality, which can be signed at any time and terminated at any time without any restrictions, but the power caused by this contract is also the smallest.

The third type of contract is the slave contract, which is a complete one-way contract. The master can decide whether the psychic beast lives or dies.

In this kind of contract, if the owner is a cruel guy, he can even consume the life potential of the psychic beast without the consent of the psychic beast to increase its combat effectiveness.

Of course, if you do this, the lifespan of the psychic beast will decrease sharply, but because of the existence of the contract power, the psychic beast can't even kill its master if it wants to kill it.

As the Great Prophet drew the tribal totem, on the Bible, with a swoosh, a golden arrow with a chain was shot, pierced into its eyebrows, and then pulled out a small piece of red soul fragments, dragged into the Bible .

"Very good, you are now a member of my Chaoge tribe."

Xia Ye stretched out his hand: "Welcome!"

"..."

The Great Prophet looked at Xia Ye's hand in a daze, not knowing what it meant.

"Shaking hands is a kind of etiquette!"

Xia Ye smiled: "What's your name?"

"Jobs!"

The Great Prophet finally had the chance to declare his name.

"Do you know apples?"

Xia Ye was speechless for a while.

"I know!"

Jobs didn't know why Natsuno asked. Is there anyone who doesn't know this fruit?
"Why did you choose that name?"

Xia Ye frowned, if he hadn't known that Mr. Qiao had died long ago, he would have suspected that this guy was also the lucky one who survived the catastrophe.

"I was sitting under an apple tree thinking one day, and an overripe apple hit me, and the name just popped into my head."

Jobs explained that he was actually sleeping that day, but he had to lie in order to look like a cowboy!

"Why didn't 'Newton' flash by? Do you despise Newton?"

Xia Ye pouted, at this moment, Newton's three laws were crying.

"what?"

Jobs looked confused, what the hell is Newton?

"By the way, do you know the law of universal gravitation?"

This time, not only Jobs was dumbfounded, but Elena and her party also looked confused. Why did everyone know every word Xia Ye said, but they couldn't understand it when they read it together?
"seems very amazing!"

Xiao Siguo muttered.

"Uh-huh!"

Rem nodded hastily.

"Master, don't worry, I made those poisonous gas pills. If you inhale too much, you won't die. At most, you will be blind, and there will be pain in these places, and then you will be dizzy and nauseated!"

Otherwise, to become a great prophet, IQ must not be bad. Jobs became a slave, and he quickly explained the matter of the poison gas pill without waiting for Xia Ye to ask.

Several mountain ghosts accidentally fell to the ground due to convulsions from the thick smoke from a bonfire. Jobs rushed over, studied it, and finally analyzed the main materials from the bonfire to make this poisonous gas pill.

Inhalation of a small amount will cause tears, eye pain, soreness, sneezing, coughing, inhalation of a moderate amount, will burn the respiratory tract, nasal mucous membrane, a lot of saliva and nasal mucus, sore limbs, fatigue, excessive inhalation, blindness, muscle spasm!
"There is a kind of leaves in my bag. Crush them, squeeze them into juice, drink it with water, and spit it out for a while!"

Jobs' combat effectiveness is average, but he is good at voodoo and knows a lot of plants and minerals.

"Great chief, even if it is a prophet, it is still a mountain ghost. It doesn't even have the qualifications to be a slave!"

There are female warriors to remind.

These days, not all captives can be slaves. As a great chief, he has to capture a tribal princess or prince as a slave. Mountain ghosts and land ghosts are recognized as low-level species, which is not enough to look at. No one wants a dog to guard the door.

Taking this red-haired mountain ghost out, Xia Ye will definitely be laughed to death.

"you……"

Jobs was angry, but looking at these imposing women, the courage in his heart dissipated again, and his small body could not resist being beaten.

"Hehe, I firmly believe that everyone has his value!"

Xia Ye can't tell women that he wants to find out how to make gas bombs. After watching so many war movies and knowing about the two world wars, Xia Ye certainly understands how terrible biological and chemical weapons are.

Not to mention that Chaoge is just starting out, and the conventional armed forces are too weak. Even if it becomes a large tribe with 10 people in the future, biochemical weapons are also necessary.

Diversified weapon reserves can increase war potential.

When he was in college, this Jobs was a high-end elite talent. When encountering a war, he was protected and prioritized for evacuation.

"Owner!"

Hearing Natsuno calling himself a "person" and acknowledging his wisdom, Jobs was overwhelmed with gratitude.

"Okay, I signed the contract to worry about your rebellion. I didn't mean to treat you as a slave,"

Xia Ye comforted: "If you want, you can call me Great Chief!"

"Great Chief!"

Jobs was excited, but he didn't know that Xia Ye was gaining favorability.

"Here, ghost, biscuit!"

Song Guo took out a few butter biscuits from the animal skin bag and handed them over.

"Thank you little master!"

Jobs quickly took it with both hands. He could see that the little girl had the best relationship with her master, so even if it was shit, he would pretend to be delicious, but after biting off a piece, he His expression froze, with a look of surprise.

"what is this?"

Jobs asked in surprise, this is too delicious, with an intoxicating sweetness.

"Cream biscuits, only we Chaoge can make snacks!"

Xiao Song Guo proudly showed off.

"What's the name of the ghost?"

Rem was stunned.

"Jobs is too long. It's called a ghost, and it doesn't sound good. Plus he's so old, so he's called a ghost!"

Song Guo explained.

"Ha ha!"

Xia Ye smiled, thinking of Lu Niang, the nickname given to her by Little Lolita, and this feeding attribute, it seems that it will not be alleviated just because the object is ugly.

"Great Chief!"

Seeing Xia Ye get up, the women beside him hurried over to help him.

"You guys take a break, I'll fix the knife!"

Xia Ye reckoned that after this wave, he should be able to gather a [-] ghost army, and he could use a rush against the pawns of the same period!
"Ghost, after all these years, you should have accumulated a lot of wealth, right?"

Xiao Siguo sniffed and defeated the enemy, so naturally it was his turn to seize the spoils!

(End of this chapter)