The village where the Daqin people lived was basically no different from the primitive tribes.

When Lin Chi walked into the gate, the first thing that caught his eye was a half-cut forest and a simple thatched hut.

The residents here only had broken cloth pieces on their bodies, and the tools used to cook at hand were made of stone.

If it weren't for the simple mechanic dolls responsible for guarding and transporting goods inside, they could still see the style of mechanic city, Lin Chi thought he had changed the map halfway and entered the original dense forest scene.

Seeing the residents' extremely down-and-out appearance, Lin Chi asked casually: "Why don't you leave the government city?"

Hearing this, the ragged and disheveled boy who had just opened the door suddenly showed an angry expression on his little face, like an angry beast:

"Why leave? This is our land!" said the childish boy loudly.

"You lived here before the appearance of the Machine City?" Lin Chi immediately understood what the other party meant.

It sounds like the relationship between the Qin people and the city of the government is basically equivalent to the relationship between the Indians and the United States. After the city builders arrived, they began to persecute the local indigenous people, and the only hope for the aborigines to turn over, General Qin, was also assassinated by the traitors under their command.

Although Lin Chi admits that these indigenous people are very strong, but...

"You guys are a little miserable." Lin Chi shook his head.

"The official government prohibits any merchant from selling supplies to us, and we are self-sufficient." Speaking of this, the boy also expressed a little gratitude in his tone: "It was Mr. Wei Tian who made these dolls for us, which helped us a lot!"

"It does have his style." Lin Chi watched a mechanical doll with exposed bones passing by himself. Needless to say, just looking at the strange shape and the heavy makeup on his face that had not completely disappeared, you can tell that it was made by Shen Wenchong.

After learning that the visitor was a friend of "Mr. Wei Tian", the residents of this tribe immediately improved a lot. With the addition of Lin Chi's prestige of 120 points, these people of the Qin Dynasty had almost reached the level of knowing everything.

However, Lin Chi soon noticed that the residents here are different from other places in the Ministry of Commerce City, whether they speak accent or grammar.

"Your dialect?" he asked the teenager.

"This kind of grammar is commonly used by General Qin, and we call it the 'Da Qin dialect'." Speaking of this, the young man proudly raised his chest: "General Qin was the vanguard of conquering Greece back then!"

"It's a pity that he passed away." Lin Chi sighed.

When he talked about this topic, the boy's mood suddenly became depressed and he gritted his teeth and said, "We will definitely find the Erwuzi and put his body on the wooden stake!"

Seeing that the boy was angry, Lin Chi patted his shoulder comfortably and whispered: "How about you take me to visit inside and then go to see your patriarch together?"

——When seeing the boy's reaction, he decisively gave up the idea of ​​taking out the Dark Sword directly. If the residents here saw the Dark Sword in their hands, they would probably be mistaken for a traitor who killed General Qin and then be beaten up by a group.

At that time, even if you can kill all the residents here, the Dark Sword mission will fail.

Thinking of this, Lin Chi directly chose to adapt to the situation, first checking where to receive the task, and then making plans for the next step.

Following the boy around the small village, Lin Chi was like a leader who went to the countryside to "understand the people's sentiment". While helping the residents, he asked about a lot of situations, from helping the old lady home to helping the farmers farm, he did everything, but did not trigger any task.

——In this way, the mission should have been triggered by the patriarch.

While thinking, the boy's voice interrupted his thoughts:

"The patriarch lives here."

Lin Chi raised his head and looked at the thatched house in front of him that was slightly larger than other thatched huts. It was obvious that even the patriarch here had not had much better living environment.

Before he visited the patriarch, the boy walked into the room and said a few words. When he came out again, he nodded to Lin Chi with a smile:

"The patriarch said you can come in."

Lin Chi's behavior of "helping others" just now was seen by the boy. The young man, who was not very familiar with the world, did not think much about it, but thought that Lin Chi was a good person and had a much higher evaluation of him.

Lin Chi pushed open the broken wooden door of the hut and walked into the dark room. A choking smoke came to his face, causing him to cough.

"Hello." He greeted the middle-aged man leaning against the "chair".

The furnishings in the thatched hut are extremely simple, with only one bed, two chairs and a table. The two wooden chairs cannot be moved at all because they are cut from a piece of tree stump exposed on the ground...

The middle-aged man with a beard sat on a chair against the wall, holding a wooden broken pipe in his hand, and fell a few sparks from time to time, which made people worry not only whether his clothes made of leaves and animal skins would suddenly catch fire.

"That kid told me." The patriarch put down his pipe and looked at Lin Chi seriously: "Are you Mr. Wei Tian's friend?"

Facing the patriarch, Lin Chi smiled and told the truth straightforwardly:

"No, Mr. Wei Tian is actually my subordinate."

As soon as these words came out, the patriarch suddenly widened his eyes: "What did you say?"

The old man who claimed to be Mr. Wei Tian could already be said to be a god-like existence in the eyes of the people of the Qin Dynasty.

——Is this young man in front of me really Mr. Wei Tian’s employer?

The clan leader stood up suspiciously, staring at Lin Chi's face without blinking, and a smoke radiated from his body:

"Boy, you're not kidding?"

"However, I call him over and let him tell you personally?" Lin Chi said seriously: "But he is studying the equipment of the machinery and equipment now, so I'm afraid there is no time."

Seeing Lin Chi full of confidence, he didn't seem to be lying at all. Although he was still a little suspicious, the patriarch's tone became gentle: "I won't talk about this for now, what's wrong with you?"

"I came here to inform you of good news." Lin Chi smiled mysteriously and pulled out the black hilt from his backpack.

Seeing the weapons that General Qin used, the patriarch's eyes widened and his voice even began to tremble:

"Is this... a dark sword?"

"Mr. Wei Tian and I have killed the traitors who betrayed General Qin and regained the general's weapons." Lin Chi stood in the middle of the room, with an unprecedented firmness in his tone.

"This..." The pipe in the clan leader's hand fell to the ground, and his previous calm had already been thrown out of the sky: "I have to discuss it with the elders."

——Until this time, the Dark Sword mission was still not triggered, but after seeing the situation of this "primitive tribe" and these poor but strong residents, Lin Chi already had new plans.

"Wait a moment."

Lin Chi called out to the patriarch who was about to leave the hut and seriously said his proposal:

"Do you and your tribe members want to join the brotherhood they created? We will overthrow the corrupt rule of the city of the organs and give your tribe members justice."
Chapter completed!