After some communication, the "Old Tune Team" discovered that the people who "visited" the mountain monster tribe two days ago were actually the group of people suspected of being the "Salvation Army" they had met before.
Moreover, they seem to have used some kind of ability that made the mountain monsters completely lose their vigilance and be full of hospitality.
"There are also awakened people among the mountain monsters, but there are only a small number of them, and those who can temporarily control their entire tribe and leave their influence to this day must be the awakened ones of the 'Mind Corridor' level and above......
"The fact that the group didn't take some books, magazines, and newspapers from the monster shows that those things really lack valuable clues, well...... They may not have much information we have, or there is a misalignment of information on both sides, and some clues are just ordinary records in their eyes, not worth the fuss......" Jiang Baimian's mind was full of thoughts, trying to find out the true meaning hidden under the surface.
In her opinion, the group of people suspected of being the "Salvation Army" may know more, so they regard the clues useful to the "Old Tune Team" as usual and stay in the mountain monster tribe, or they may have relatively little information, and they don't understand what shocking secrets some seemingly ordinary words imply.
Both situations are quite possible, and the "old tune team" must pay a certain amount of attention to avoid missing clues with sufficient value.
Thinking of this, Jiang Baimian looked sideways at Shang Jianyao, winked at him, and quietly gestured.
She means:
Go on! Make bold "friends"!
Shang Jianyao, who was originally wilted, came to his senses and raised the blue and white loudspeaker again:
"Everyone, do you notice that something is wrong?
"Do you have to say thank you to me and invite us to your tribe as a guest?
"As the saying goes, rely on your parents at home and friends when you go out, and make more friends to ensure that you can trade enough food and fabrics in the future......"
After some "guidance", the mountain monsters in front of him and the mountain monsters lurking on the cliffs all agreed with Shang Jianyao's statement, and decided that it was better to choose a day than to hit the day, and began to treat guests warmly today.
Their performance made the smuggling team of the "underground boat" stunned and stunned.
Jiang Baimian pondered, and the man of the boat said:
"You complete the transaction now, and then go back directly without following us."
After all, the kindness and deterrence of the five honorary presidents have not declined too much, she is just afraid that after the people of the "Underground Boat Boat" know the location of the mountain monsters' nests, they will leak their mouths to the townspeople of Hongshiji in their daily contacts.
Those townspeople and the mountain monster tribes have a deep blood feud.
"Yes, President Xue!" The leader of the ark guards in charge of this smuggling team immediately agreed.
They also don't want to climb mountains and wade through mountain monster settlements that have little value to them.
At this time, Long Yuehong asked a question:
"What about our car?"
The mountain monster's lair is most likely in a place that is not open to traffic, so as to help them use their talents and avoid most dangers.
"It's a pity, it can't turn into a robot and follow us." Shang Jianyao looked regretful.
He misses Tarnan's "Autobots" very much.
Jiang Baimian originally wanted Long Yuehong and Bai Chen to guard the car, and he and Shang Jianyao went to the mountain monster's lair, attacking and retreating, but after looking at Bai Chen, he found that she was not too willing, so he had to say to the smuggling team of "underground boats":
"You leave two people down and help us watch the car."
After explaining the precautions, she, Shang Jianyao and Long Yuehong each carried a crate equipped with military exoskeleton devices, stuffed some high-performance batteries into their tactical backpacks, and followed the mountain monster into a mountain road that was gradually rugged and difficult to navigate.
——Bai Chen is responsible for the crate containing two bionic intelligent armor.
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The mountain monsters live on a cliff, and some places on the way are steep, let alone whether they can be allowed to pass, even normal humans are not so simple to climb over, and the mountain monsters with green faces and fangs carry boxes containing different materials, like walking on the ground, striding like flying.
Fortunately, the "old tune group" has done genetic improvement or modification, and the agile people can barely keep up.
After arriving at the destination, Jiang Baimian looked around and saw many mountain monsters, large and small, but he didn't find anyone who looked particularly old.
Most of them were simply surrounded by animal skins, and only the children had their own clothes that were not so well-tailored due to the maintenance of the smuggling business.
Seeing the adults returning with boxes one by one, these children were watching eagerly, expecting their fathers, uncles, mothers, and aunts to take out a piece of sweet and sour plum candy from their pockets and throw it to themselves, saying that they would change some by the way when they traded.
But today, their wish seems to be coming to fruition.
Shang Jianyao picked up the blue and white loudspeaker, improved his previous words, and persuaded the mountain monsters in this cliff camp over and over again.
Only one of the mountain monster tribes lived here, and the total number of people was only in the early 200s, and Shang Jianyao only repeated it three times before completing the work.
——Calm and rational, he strictly divides the group when "persuasion", starting with those who may be awakened and older and more experienced, then to those who are ordinary in all aspects, and finally targeting ignorant children.
Seeing that all the mountain monsters were enthusiastic, Shang Jianyao held his eyelids with one hand to prevent it from falling, reached into his pocket with the other, and took out a large handful of colorful candies.
"Why do you bring so much sugar?" Long Yuehong's eyes almost stared.
He could recognize at a glance that the sugar in Shang Jianyao's hand came from within the company and needed to be exchanged for contribution points.
When he was still on a blind date, when he was still showing off his might in front of his younger siblings, he was no stranger to these candies.
Shang Jianyao replied weakly:
"One of us is not very old, and we like to wear the clothes we wore when we were children, and we love to eat candy."
Saying that, he smiled and said to those mountain monster children:
"Do you want to eat it?
"One per person, but you have to say 'thank you, brother' to me before eating, and you have to learn to dance a few times after eating."
This is the Shang Jianyao who doesn't grow up? Long Yuehong seemed to understand something.
The mountain monster child, who had been "guided by thinking" to eliminate his vigilance, gathered around Shang Jianyao in the conniving smiles of the adults and shouted "Thank you, brother" crisply.
Their immature childlike voices are no different from normal human cubs.
Jiang Baimian watched quietly for a while, greeted Bai Chen and Long Yuehong, entered the cave on the cliff, and with the help of the master, gathered the books, magazines, and newspapers they had collected.
"Do the situations you mentioned before refer only to your tribe, or do they include other mountain monster tribes?" Jiang Baimian asked cautiously.
The representative of the mountain monster scratched his head before:
"We only have one tribe, but there are too many people, and if we get together, we can't put in safer places in the mountains, we can't keep up with the clean water, and it's easy to be polluted, so we have to live separately according to the big surname.
"Dealing with you is something that one of us can decide? There are so many things, we can't make it up ourselves."
Jiang Baimian put his heart at ease and smiled:
"Then when you hand over the supplies to other big families, borrow all their books, magazines and newspapers back."
"Okay." The representative of the mountain monster said unconsciously, "There are not many of them there, and the only ones who like to collect books and magazines are our big family.
"What is your surname?" Bai Chen interjected and asked.
The representative of the mountain monster replied with great pride:
"Our ancestors are the Shanyang Li clan."
Shanyang is north of the ruins of Tieshan City, and many people went abroad back then, and some settled in the city where the Red Stone Collection is now located in the Nuhu area.
Without waiting for Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen to respond, the representative of the mountain monster emphasized another sentence:
"We are from the Li family in Shanyang, not monsters, not sub-humans."
Long Yuehong suddenly felt inexplicable, turned her body, and turned her gaze to the outside of the cave.
He saw a mountain monster child stuffing candy into his mouth, and instead of throwing away the colorful sugar paper, he kneaded it up and put it in his trouser pocket.
"It's worthless." Long Yuehong kindly reminded.
The mountain monster child replied loudly but vaguely:
"It, it's so beautiful!"
Long Yuehong was speechless.
After Shang Jianyao and the children finished dancing the group dance, they found a place to lie down and sleep directly, while Jiang Baimian, Long Yuehong and Bai Chen began to look through the written materials collected by the mountain monsters.
In order to improve efficiency, they always look at the table of contents or titles first, and then pick out the ones that may be problematic before putting them aside, and then read them carefully.
During this process, Bai Chen suddenly noticed a title:
"Twenty-three-year-old genius scientist Lin Fragment"
(End of this chapter)