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Chapter 2 Across Three Hundred Years

The truck appeared not far from the Indian tribe, and it took a few minutes to drive along the river road. Before leaving, Xiao Lin said that he would come back with a batch of weapons in a month, but he used sign language and painting at the time, and I wonder if they could understand it.

Now it's good. Xiao Lin used a month to raid Indian language. Although it is the Indian language in modern society, it should be barely used. When he came to the tribe, it was noon. At this time, the soldiers who went out to hunt also came back to have lunch. Due to the limitation of productivity, they could not be extravagant to eat three meals a day. They had to go out to work together in the morning and had a little rest time at noon. However, many soldiers did not return to the tribe. They were still searching for prey in the wild, and their lunch was jerky.

People from the Indian tribe have never seen trucks, of course, they can't see them in this era. In Xiao Lin's view, the people of this tribe are isolated from the world. Not to mention modern society, they have never even had white people, otherwise they would not have had a steel weapon. In their view, the truck driven by Xiao Lin was a huge ferocious beast. Warriors rushed out of the hut, holding stone axes and wooden bows in front of the truck.

"Friends, friends, don't attack me."

Seeing that these Indian soldiers were about to launch an attack, Xiao Lin hurriedly stretched out his head from the stopped truck and shouted at them in Indian language. The Indian soldiers who nervously confronted unknown beasts were very strange. Isn’t this person the strange tribe who had been injured in the tribe for more than half a month? Didn’t he say he wanted to go back? Why did he come back in one day? In fact, Xiao Lin had already discovered that the time flow rate between the two sides was different. He took him in the American continent for more than half a month, but when he returned to his home in the 21st century, he actually found that it had only been one night.

"Friend, aren't you going home? Why are you back now?"

A tall warrior walked out, put away the bow and arrow in his hand, and asked strangely at Xiao Lin. Xiao Lin still remembered this person, he rescued him from the mouth of the jaguar with a warrior, and he was also the person Xiao Lin was the most familiar in this tribe. Xiao Lin finished listening to his questions with difficulty. Although there were a few tone words that could not be understood, he could still understand the basic meaning. It seems that for a month in modern society, only one day and one night had passed.

"Oh, I'm not going home, I'm going to pick up what I've planned to sell before."

"Hey, brother, don't you know how to speak?"

"No, I accidentally ate poisonous mushrooms and couldn't hear or speak. I found the medicine to understand, so I could only say it."

"So that's the case. No wonder you haven't spoken for more than half a month. This kind of poisonous mushroom is really amazing. Fortunately, we don't eat mushrooms."

"Brother, by the way, what's your name?"

"I said it, by the way, you can't hear it before. My name is Sai Qunxiong."

Xiao Lin heard the sentence of the suspected name of Sai Qunxiong from the various words of the Indian warrior. He tried to call this, and the warrior nodded immediately. It seemed that this was his name, and Xiao Lin also told him to the other party as his name. Although Sai Qunxiong was very surprised why this fellow tribe gave such a strange name, it was his freedom.

"Brother Saiqunxiong, see, can you let everyone disperse? I will drive the car into the tribe."

"Car?"

"Yes, you can understand it as a wheelbarrow. All the things I want to trade with you are in the car."

"Trade? Brother Xiaolin, what goods have you brought. We don't need to be shameless now."

"It's not a shame, it's a weapon, it's a steel weapon."

"What! That's great, Brother Xiaolin, I'll let you go away immediately. You wait first, I'll go find my father."

Before Xiao Lin could react, Sai Qunxiong pushed away the tribe who heard the conversation and hurriedly walked into the tribe. Xiao Lin asked around and found out that his father was the patriarch here and the most powerful warrior in the tribe. Xiao Lin simply stopped here and turned off the cargo box, got out of the car and opened the cargo box. He picked out three steel knives and three sets of composite bows. These were all made using machine tools. Although the steel knives were worse than those carefully forged, in this era, they were a magic weapon. It was a lot worse for the bow because the workers made it for the first time, but they could still form a powerful lethality within 150 meters. For humans without armor protection, one arrow shot to kill him.

In order to show the power of his weapons, Xiao Lin spoke to the Indian soldiers, and a wooden stake was raised. Xiao Lin first cut at the wood with a steel knife, but then he entered half a blade. Then he walked to a place almost 150 years away, pulled out the compound bow, and shot an arrow at the wooden stake. An Indian soldier ran over to look at it, but found that a small half of the arrow was directly penetrated into the stump. The power of the steel knife and the compound bow made all the Indian soldiers present amazed. Even the ordinary tribesmen who surrounded him to watch the fun were bright in their eyes.

As soon as Xiao Lin finished the show, a middle-aged man rushed up and gently rubbed it as if he was holding his lover. Before Xiao Lin could react, Sai Qunxiong smiled awkwardly at Xiao Lin. It turned out that it was his father, a man named Xiongying.

"Boy, how do you sell these weapons?"

When Xiao Lin heard this, he showed a treacherous smile. If his comrades saw it, he would know that this girl would start to cheat people again. This Indian tribe with unknown names is a very civilized tribe. If it weren't for the low productivity, it would be no different from modern people. If it were those tribes full of robbers, Xiao Lin would not choose to trade, but instead robbed the guns in modern society. Although he liked the weapons brought by Xiao Lin, the warriors of this tribe did not come up with guns. Of course, they might be afraid that Xiao Lin would have a very powerful tribe behind him.

"A sword with five complete leather, or two yellow stones the size of a fist. A bow with twenty iron arrows requires ten complete leather or five yellow stones the size of a fist."
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