Chapter 430: The Yong Tribe

Karl did not speak, merely slowly raising his hand.

With a gentle grasp toward the culture dish in front of him, the next second the culture dish slowly opened, and Hua Ye, who had been floating inside, tumbled onto the ground.

"Nusa, put a garment on him and bring him back."

"As you command, my God."

Nusa stepped forward, unfastened the cloak from his own body, wrapped Hua Ye up like an old Beijing chicken roll, hoisted him onto his shoulder, and left this place together with Karl.

Following their departure, this space actually began to collapse; in just a few seconds, this space completely vanished, and even the culture dishes containing those strange-looking creatures disappeared as well.

Back to Ye Cang's side.

Ye Cang, blocked by two burly men, fell into silence.

He really wanted to go back right now and pry open Kaisha's head to see if her language system had malfunctioned.

This is what you call a relatively backward civilization?

These are primitives!

One must know that the language of primitives and modern language are one hundred percent different.

Not to mention it being cross-galactic.

Ye Cang let out a long sigh; it looked like he would have to be a mute for a few days.

He could only wait for Zhizi to collect their language data; he hoped they wouldn't start fighting in the meantime.

The two tall primitives opposite looked at Ye Cang and the others without speaking.

One of them, wrapped in yellow animal hide and holding a pure iron spear, stepped forward and aimed the spear tip at Ye Cang and the others.

"Who are you! Iron-skin men! State your intentions!"

"This is the Yong Tribe, we are the hunters of the tribe."

After hearing the primitive's words, Ye Cang suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

Phew, they were actually speaking the Huaxia language, that is to say, Shenhe language; although it wasn't very standard, there was no problem communicating.

Ye Cang took off his helmet and stepped forward.

"Hello, two hunters of the Yong Tribe, I come from another civilization; to put it in terms you can understand, I come from the sky."

As Ye Cang said this, he pointed toward the sky.

"We have no malice; we come with good intentions. The people behind me are all warriors."

"So, could you take us to your tribe to meet your leader?"

Upon hearing the phrase "all warriors," the two hunters' eyes lit up instantly.

Ye Cang felt a bit worried.

He was a little afraid that these two hunters would mistake him for some kind of heavenly god and then bow down immediately.

After all, the two came from a primitive tribe, and their understanding of the Universe was almost non-existent.

It was very possible for such a thing to happen.

Once such a thing happened, the subsequent progress might be a bit troublesome.

But to Ye Cang's surprise, what he had imagined did not happen.

Instead, things developed in an unexpected direction.

After hearing Ye Cang's words, the two hunters fell into a brief contemplation.

A few seconds later, the hunter who had spoken, spoke again.

"From the sky?"

"In that case, you must be gods, right?"

"No." Ye Cang's heart skipped a beat; as expected, things were still heading toward this...

Before Ye Cang could finish his thought, the hunter wrapped in yellow animal hide suddenly said again: "Gods are good!"

"I've heard that gods are very strong!"

"Come! Let's have a fight first! If you beat the two of us, you can take you to see the leader; otherwise, even if you are gods, you'll have to go back to where you came from."

After speaking, the hunter wrapped in yellow animal hide let out a strange cry.

Immediately, he gripped his spear tightly and leaped forward to attack Ye Cang.

Because the turn of events was truly unexpected.

Ye Cang was briefly stunned, and by the time he came to his senses, the spear tip had already arrived before his eyes.

Seeing this, Ye Cang did not dodge.

He simply raised his hand lightly and grabbed the spear tip.

What a joke; he was a Third Generation God. Although this primitive hunter's speed was fast, in his eyes, it was no different from a snail.

Even if he were five or six times faster, to him, it would just be a slightly faster snail.

Seeing Ye Cang block his attack with ease, the hunter wrapped in yellow animal hide couldn't help but flash a look of surprise in his eyes.

But before he could think of anything else, Ye Cang had already arrived in front of him with invisible speed, and then a dagger was pressed against his throat.

"You lost." Ye Cang's emotionless voice rang out. "According to the agreement, you should take us to your tribe."

At this moment, the hunter wrapped in yellow animal hide finally reacted.

"Huh?"

"I lost?"

His eyes were full of confusion.

From his perspective, things were like this.

The iron-skin man in front of him was elusive, suddenly grabbing his spear, and then suddenly arriving in front of him.

And then he had lost in a muddled state.

However, as a hunter of the Yong Tribe, he had the pride that belonged to a hunter.

Since he had given his word, he would certainly fulfill it.

After carefully moving his throat away from the dagger, the hunter then said, "I keep my word; please follow me, everyone."

Having said this, he turned around and began to lead the way with the other hunter.

On the way, the hunter wrapped in yellow animal skin asked the hunter wrapped in black animal skin.

"Did you see clearly what happened just now?"

The hunter wrapped in black animal skin shook his head.

"No, I just saw him go 'swish' and arrive right in front of you, and then you lost."

The hunter wrapped in yellow animal skin gave an "oh" and did not speak again.

Under the guidance of the two hunters, Ye Cang arrived inside a cave.

The interior area of this cave was very large; after entering and walking for about two or three minutes, there was a very spacious area.

The top of this space was not covered by stone, so large swaths of sunlight spilled down, making this wide space not dark at all.

Inside this very spacious area, there were quite a few primitive people wrapped in animal skins; these primitive people were both male and female, all busy with different tasks.

The men were all similar to these two hunters, nearly three meters tall, with bodies full of muscle.

As for the women...

Their height was indeed shorter than the males, but they were still around 2 meters tall, with healthy wheat-colored skin, firm muscles with smooth lines, and long, powerful legs.

The entire person was filled with a kind of wild beauty.

The most exaggerated part was that they all had huge breasts, though they wrapped them tightly with animal skins.

It looked like the huge breasts were hindering their movements.

Passing through this space, there was a fork in the road that made one's eyes dazzle.

The two hunters, however, did not hesitate in the slightest and walked into the leftmost fork.

After moving forward for another period of time and arriving at a wide space, they finally stopped.

At this moment, this wide space was very lively.

Over a hundred primitive people were gathered in a circle, shouting loudly.

Their voices were very uniform; listening carefully, it sounded as if they were shouting some kind of slogan.

At this time, the hunter wrapped in yellow animal skin stepped forward to explain: "Divine being from the heavens, you need to wait a little while."

"Our leader is currently competing with someone else, and it will end very soon."

Ye Cang nodded, indicating he understood.