Chapter 983: A Peculiar Way of Selecting People

All the Leaders hurriedly prostrated themselves on the ground, their heads pressed tightly against the earth, exposing the backs of their necks to show their submission to Baoxi. Although Baoxi did not kill them and only spoke of giving them a warning, this decision just now was, in fact, a complete stripping of their power, relegating them to being ordinary Soldiers who would protect Chengqie.

But Baoxi's punishment was not yet fully stated: "Furthermore, the tribespeople under your management must also all be sent to Huaxia to live. Someone will go to count them shortly. You need to tell your own tribespeople to have them bring their food and tools well; they will be going to Huaxia within these two days. Their future lives will be much better than they are here."

However, once Baoxi said this, those Leaders finally could not hold back anymore. One stubborn one immediately retorted: "Tribal Chief, you can punish me, make me go to Huaxia, even make me a Slave, or kill me, but can you spare my tribespeople? They have done no wrong; the one at fault is me."

"Why do you say 'spare' your tribespeople? I am not punishing them; this is actually a reward. Because once they arrive in Huaxia, they will be able to eat their fill and live in better houses. But the rest of our Suiren people will have to wait a few more years before they can all go to Huaxia. You tribes that go first are actually the lucky ones."

I have said that your loyalty to Chengqie is right, there is no mistake in that. The mistake was being too impatient. It is also because I value your loyalty that I am letting you go to Huaxia. Right now, others do not know how good Huaxia is, so they are unwilling to go.

Do you know? If it were not for the fact that you are all here, and the entire Suiren tribe is here, but Huaxia does not want the territory here, I would only be able to let my tribespeople move to Huaxia, rather than having Huaxia send people to manage this place, to develop this place, and to teach you farming and knowledge.

If Huaxia were willing to take over the territory here, I tell you, I would stay in Huaxia City forever! You do not know how tall Huaxia City is, how large and sturdy the houses inside are, and how good the lives they lead are!

You have seen my appearance, right? Clean and tidy. Yet everyone in Huaxia is like this, even a Slave is this clean and tidy, more like a Leader than you Leaders!"

Baoxi spoke with excitement, then pulled one of his servants to his side and pointed at him: "Look at him, what kind of person do you think he is in Huaxia, and what is his status!"

That servant, upon hearing such words, actually felt a sense of pride and became a bit haughty. His waist was very straight, yet in front of Baoxi, he was still able to show his respect for his master, Baoxi, at a subtle angle. Although the Suiren tribe was truly poor, rotten, and broken, and their quality of life had dropped by a large margin.

But the benefit was that they could eat their fill of meat. Slaves in Huaxia did not have the right to eat meat; if the master had leftovers, they could eat them, or they would wait for the master to bestow it upon them. But last night, they ate their fill of meat.

Moreover, after Baoxi knew their value, he was exceptionally good to them and cherished them very much. Although it was impossible to treat them like a Leader, there was absolutely no situation of beating or scolding them at will. He liked these servants who could look after him personally.

But those Leaders, upon seeing the clean and tidy Huaxia person beside Baoxi and having to guess their identity, also hesitated for a moment. They had also seen some Huaxia people and felt that all Huaxia people were the same. However, it should be said that someone who could be in such good health, so clean, and wearing such good clothes must certainly be a Leader, and a Leader who did not need to hunt or do labor, but only needed to move their lips.

So their answer was also this, and they stated it very definitely.

But after hearing this, Baoxi laughed: "Hahahaha, you guessed wrong. They are just Slaves, Slaves of Huaxia!

This is Baifeng, a Slave given to me by the King of Huaxia, sent to serve me. But look, the Slaves of Huaxia live better than you do!

You are still afraid that your tribespeople will suffer if they go to Huaxia, thinking it is a punishment!

All of my Suiren tribespeople, once they reach Huaxia, will be people of Huaxia. They can rely on their own abilities to strive to become Leaders, just like the Huaxia people, and not one will become a Slave. How can you say that I am punishing your tribespeople?"

The group of Leaders raised their heads in disbelief. This news was too shocking, leaving them not knowing whether they should believe it or not.

"Let your tribespeople go. You can tell your tribespeople that it is my punishment for them, because if I do not say it that way, they will certainly be unwilling to go, and I do not want to force them.

However, after arriving in Huaxia, as long as you have time, you can come back at any time. Frequently walk around and communicate, letting the remaining tribespeople know what Huaxia is like and how good it is. Only then will everyone be willing to leave this place, competing and scrambling to go to Huaxia, and I will not need to force them to leave like this again. Do you understand what I mean?"

The Leaders nodded, but in reality, their hearts might not have completely believed it. However, they had no choice and could only resign themselves to fate.

Baoxi asked those Leaders one by one: "How many people are in your tribe?"

"Three thousand... or more."

Baoxi asked the next one: "How many people are in your tribe?"

"There are, there are four thousand or so..."

Just like this, Baoxi asked them one by one. The final number had already exceeded thirty thousand. Ping, who was silently counting on the side, also did not expect that Baoxi would use such a method to select people.

Baoxi looked at Ping, the meaning in his eyes being: with so many people, what should be done?

Ping said with great difficulty: "City Lord, this number exceeds too much. Thirty thousand people is probably very difficult. It would be best to have twenty-seven or twenty-eight thousand people. Any more, and Huaxia will not have that much food for the time being. If it were not for this year's Harvest, and the Autumn Harvest having also begun, harvesting enough food, otherwise, a few thousand people would probably already be the limit."

Baoxi sighed, then moved his hand back and forth among the Leaders, and then pointed at a few Leaders: "You, you, and you, the tribes of you three will not need to go first. You few people will also stay here. Sigh, just consider yourselves unlucky."

But those few Leaders clearly did not have a clear understanding and instead began to thank Baoxi: "Thank you, Tribal Chief! Thank you, Tribal Chief!"

Baoxi also said without any politeness: "Fools, you will know regret later."