This Body is Cheap

The chief of the whirlwind tribe has been in a very happy mood these two days.

Although there is no consensus on the issue of the alliance.

But he reached another cooperation with Exile City.

That is, the Exile City lent supplies to the Whirlwind Tribe.

Of course, the Whirlwind Tribe will also provide manpower to the exiled city.

The chieftain was obviously unaware of the tricks that the city of exile was doing behind the scenes.

He happily transported the first batch of supplies back to his hometown.

The Whirlwind Tribe is a private alliance with the city of exile.

Exile City is also quite generous to the Whirlwind Horde.

When he returned to the tribe, he had expected that the people in the tribe would cheer for the food and supplies he brought back.

But when I arrived at the tribe, I found that the tribe was empty.

At this moment, Zhutou ran out.

"Brother, brother...you are finally back, something happened, something happened." Zhutou hurried to the chief.

"What happened?"

"A group of people came outside, and now our clansmen all work for that group, and they don't listen to my orders. By the way, the leader is Tugen."

"Earth Root!" The chief frowned.

I followed myself to the city of exile before, but I ran away the next day and disappeared.

And there are many such as Tugen.

At least a quarter of the more than one hundred people who were originally brought along had disappeared.

Of course, it's not missing.

But regardless of his chief.

Of course, the original chief didn't care.

Anyway, one more is not much, and one less is not much.

Today, the Whirlwind Tribe is already in short supply of food.

They were willing to leave on their own, and he was even more happy to see it happen.

But, why did Tu Gen suddenly return to the tribe?

"Where is Tugen and his men now?"

"It's just across the river, where they've built a couple of houses."

The chief led the people directly towards the camp.

When he arrived outside the camp, the chief found that although the camp was very simple.

However, it has a distinct exile city style.

Even the flag that hangs is from the city of exile.

This made the chief's original annoyed mood slowly calm down.

Is Tugen working for the city of exile now?

The chief came to the door and said to the black armored soldier at the door: "Is Tugen there? I want to see Tugen."

The black armored soldier looked the chief up and down.

Then he said calmly, "Wait."

Not long after, Tu Gen was called out.

"Chief White Iron, are you back?" Tugen no longer respected the chief now.

He had never had a problem with Chief White Iron in the past.

But thinking about it now, all the promises made by Chief White Iron to him have never been fulfilled.

This made Tugen no longer have the slightest respect for the white iron chief.

The most fundamental difference between barbarism and civilization lies in honesty.

Human beings start from the birth of a real civilization, which is the gradual establishment and improvement of a credit society.

"Why are you here? Those black-armored warriors behind you are from the city of exile?"

"Oh, I'm working for the city of exile now." Tu Gen said disapprovingly.

"Then what are you doing here?" Chief Baitie looked at Tugen warily.

"I got a mission to come here to dig iron ore, but I don't have many people, so I asked people from the Whirlwind Tribe to help mine, Chief White Iron, can't you?"

"This..." Chief Baitie was a little dissatisfied.

But after all, he had just received material support from the city of exile.

And he didn't dare to offend the city of exile, so although he had resentment in his heart.

But he still said calmly: "Why didn't I know about this? After all, this is the Whirlwind Tribe. Even if you want to dig iron ore here, you must tell me first."

"My brother and I have never been in the whirlwind tribe, and the iron mine is not in the whirlwind tribe."

"But the people you hired are all from our whirlwind tribe."

"Well, since you don't agree with Chief Baitie, then I won't hire him." Tu Gen immediately backed down and said.

White Iron Chief nodded slightly, that's about the same.

Originally, he was worried that Tu Gen would be as tough and arrogant as the negotiators in the city of exile.

In the end, this earth root is still the earth root of the past.

He didn't dare to contradict himself at all.

"But those who were expelled from the Whirlwind Tribe, I cannot return them to you."

"You can deal with those people as you please." Chief Baitie said disapprovingly.

...

"What? Don't let us dig iron ore for food?"

"Why don't you let us go?"

Almost all the clansmen did not understand why the chief issued such an order.

Chief White Iron's return had done them no favors.

Instead, let them be opportunities that went to work.

"I don't care what the Chief says, I'm going anyway."

Many people made up their minds not to obey Chief Baitie's order.

For the vast majority of people, their own food and clothing is the first.

To make them obedient, first of all, they must not be hungry.

But today's whirlwind tribe, the food supply is tight.

At this time, tell them that giving up their food source and making them starve again is something no one wants to do.

As for the food that Chief White Iron brought back.

The quantity is quite a lot, but can he distribute it casually?

Definitely go to the able-bodied adults first.

He didn't dare to give too much, the reality forced him to plan carefully.

He couldn't be as lavish as Tu Gen, who exchanged three baskets of iron ore for a piece of meat.

With such a high price, even he himself wants to mine.

The fact is the same, he plans to organize his own manpower to mine, and then make a deal with Tugen.

And this is precisely the strategy of the city of exile.

Bai Tie didn't understand the truth at all.

He deprived his people of their power and took it for himself.

Although he is thinking about the overall situation, the benefits obtained by the tribe cannot be distributed to everyone.

The result of doing so will only further divide the whirlwind tribe.

Unknowingly, the Whirlwind Tribe has begun to be divided.

Even the staff of the White Iron Organization has a lot of dissatisfaction.

Because they feel that they pick up more iron ore than others, but they don't get as much food as others.

Who would be happy with such a result.

...

"A Cai, come here."

"Uncle, what's the matter?"

"You bring a hundred people back to the city of exile, and transport a batch of supplies."

"Ah? Let's go?" A Cai was a little at a loss.

"Here's the token, here's the credential."

"What nonsense, can you do it, can you do it, I will replace it."

What Ah Cai fears most is the words of the cook.

He has now completely regarded himself as a person from the city of exile.

He never wanted to go back to the precarious days of the past.

I was starving for two days out of three days, even if I had something to eat, I couldn’t get enough.

In this era, less than 30% of the population can survive to adulthood.

Ah Cai now thinks back to the past days and feels horrible.

"Yes, yes, of course, leave it to me."

The cook explained the matter clearly, telling him who he was looking for, how to get the supplies, and how many supplies he had to receive, all of which needed to be written down by Ah Cai in detail.

A Cai picked a hundred tribesmen who later joined the camp and set off.

Like most people, he is full of curiosity about the city of exile.

And soon, that curiosity turned to shock.