Chapter 770: This Is Not Fair

Xiong said so, but it was very clear that the people of the Chishe were not very daring; although they had basically come to believe that Huaxia would not do anything to them, at least they would not kill them now.

Fu, having witnessed the true strength of Huaxia, carried out Xiong's words earnestly; when Xiong said they could sit or stand, he found a suitable place to stand, no longer struggling to squat down, as he was afraid that if he squatted down again, he would not be able to get back up.

Just at this moment, another team of hunters arrived; they burst out of the woods in a hurry, and upon seeing the scene before them, after a brief moment of stunned silence, they turned and ran without a word, without a hint of hesitation.

The people of Huaxia were also somewhat surprised; everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do, but Xiong simply said: "Ignore them, let them run."

Afterwards, he said to the still-tense people of the Chishe: "Alright, if you have any questions now, you can ask; I will answer your doubts, and after answering them, we must return to continue our journey."

However, the people of the Chishe did not make a sound; no one wanted to be the one to stick their neck out. Seeing this, Xiong reached out to the crowd: "Do you have no questions? If you have any doubts, feel free to ask them."

Finally, someone could not help but ask in confusion: "Will you really not kill us? Then why did you go to such trouble to attack us?"

Xiong said solemnly: "We definitely will not kill you. We came this time originally wanting to talk properly, but didn't you refuse to believe us and insist on resisting? Of course, we are not prepared to just let you stay here. I am giving you only two choices."

"First, that is to leave here, go to a farther place, and find a new piece of land to survive on, because this is the territory of Huaxia. Right now we don't have the time or energy to manage it, which is why a tribe like yours appeared here, but in a few years—that is, in not many winters and summers—we will definitely develop this place, and at that time you will also have to move away; perhaps then, we will not be as kind to you. This time, we just happened to pass by to tell you this; you are lucky."

"The second, that is to continue living here for this period of time, wait for us to return after attending the gathering, and then follow what I said: follow us, abandon this land, and we will give you a better piece of land. At that time, you will be members of Huaxia, able to truly survive on the land of Huaxia without worrying about other tribes coming to fight you for it."

"The choices have been given to you; it depends on how you choose."

Only now did the people of the Chishe feel that what they heard made sense; as long as Huaxia had a purpose and it was beneficial to them, that was reasonable. If someone came over for no reason and said they would give you land and food and let you follow them, that would be strange. Huaxia was simply eyeing the population here; although they did not know if Huaxia really had over a hundred thousand people, a tribe like theirs was also wealth.

Another person had a different doubt: "Then will you kill our Tribal Chief? And our children?"

Once these words were spoken, those women holding children were clearly terrified, even having the urge to abandon their children to ensure their own lives.

These were the ways of barbarians; Huaxia were already civilized people and certainly would not do such a thing, but he still had to explain it earnestly to these people: "We will not kill them. Your Tribal Chief and those few tribesmen were just stunned by the sound of thunder; they will wake up, but they will likely be dizzy for a long time before they recover."

"As for your women and children, we will not snatch them, nor will we kill them. We in Huaxia value children the most; even the children of slaves can receive good care in Huaxia, so you can rest assured about this point—Huaxia will not kill them."

Xiong said to the women who were standing: "If you want to stay with your tribesmen, you can also sit inside; even if you hold your children and sleep in the shacks, it is no problem. Children are the most important."

Xiong said so, but as for the matter of going into the shacks to sleep, Xiong dared to say it, but they dared not do it; they could only hurriedly squeeze into the crowd of tribesmen and sit down, as only then could they provide themselves with enough sense of security.

At this time, Fu also asked the most difficult point: "Leader, then in our tribe, if some people want to leave here and some want to go to Huaxia, what should we do? After all, our Tribal Chief is now... no one can make a decision."

Xiong said in a very indifferent tone: "If there is no Tribal Chief, then you decide for yourselves. Even if only a few people are willing to go to Huaxia, you can stay, and when the time comes, go back together. Moreover, you will be lucky enough to enter Huaxia City; that is not an easy place to enter."

At this very moment, Fu had already made up his mind, and that was to follow Xiong and his group. In the Chishe, he felt his fate was already sealed: a not-so-strong body, a barren tribe, a life of long-term wandering, and this place would soon no longer belong to the Chishe. His future was like darkness, but if he could follow Huaxia, perhaps he could really change his fate.

Thus, Fu was the first to say loudly: "I, I want to leave here and go to Huaxia."

Xiong was very happy with Fu's performance, but added a sentence for him: "Whether you are willing or not, we intend to take you away because we need a guide. Of course, among these tribesmen of yours, we still have to select a few, preferably those who are willing to go to Huaxia themselves."

"As long as you perform well enough along the way, then I can let you enter Huaxia City to live. The life there is something you cannot imagine. Moreover, if you can help me persuade other tribes to join Huaxia, there will be rewards you cannot imagine."

Fu pointed at the one whose clothing and physique were different from the Huaxia soldiers: "Is it the same as them?"

Xiong shook his head: "No, those people from the Jiangshui Tribe are mostly slaves. I have already said that he is the only one here who is not a slave. But you, from the very beginning, will not be slaves, but Free Persons of Huaxia, even better off than them."

Fu's eyes became even brighter, confirming his determination to go; if even slaves could eat until they were plump and strong, why couldn't he?

Only those few slaves from the Jiangshui Tribe felt somewhat dejected. They felt it was unfair; why were they all joining Huaxia, yet they could only remain as slaves, enduring time and saving up merit, while the people of the Chishe were to be better than them from the start?