Throne of Vientiane Civilization

"Our patriarch only allows you to send one representative to enter."

Compared to this small deal, it was undoubtedly a matter of business. Looking at the humans and centaurs standing outside, Silk returned to his original indifferent appearance.

Hearing this, Li Ce frowned directly.

Obviously, this matter is too risky in Li Ce's view. They don't know anything about these 'long ears'. Even if they go in together, they have to bear a lot of risks, so just let one person in? If the other party turns his face at that time, isn't it dead?

[No, you can't let the leader take risks! 】

"leader……"

Thinking of this, Li Ce's first reaction was to let himself in instead of the leader.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Xu, who had already guessed what he was thinking just after he opened his mouth, waved his hand directly.

"There are a lot of joint matters involved in this. It may be difficult for you to bring me in. I'm afraid it's hard to talk about it clearly. I'd better go in myself."

Having said that, Zhou Xu lowered his voice and told Li Ce a word.

"You are out there on alert and ready to take action."

After finishing speaking, looking at Li Ce who was frowning, Zhou Xu thought for a while, then called him over and whispered.

"yes!"

After listening, Li Ce nodded vigorously immediately.

"The subordinate understands."

After ordering all the things that needed to be ordered, Zhou Xu and Drogo exchanged a look, then turned to look at Silk.

"Lead the way ahead!"

Silk didn't talk nonsense after hearing this, pulled the rein, and led Zhou Xu and Drogo directly towards their camp.

The others continued to stay here at the border, staring at Li Ce and the centaur.

The distance from the border to the opponent's camp is not too far, otherwise the daily patrol work would not be possible.

In the case of a mount, they will arrive in no time.

Looking at the opposing camp, Drogo remained expressionless the entire time.

As far as Drogo is concerned, he has even seen Zhou Xu's Grassland Village, so what is a normal camp in his eyes?

Zhou Xu was different. He observed and analyzed the opponent's camp almost habitually.

The opponent's camp was built next to a hill. When it was snowy, this hill was a natural shelter for them.

Under this premise, the construction work in the camp was better than those primitive tribes that Zhou Xu had seen.

You know, those primitive tribes are still living in tents, but buildings similar to thatched houses have been built here.

At least from the outside, it is true.

This made Zhou Xu ponder a question all the time, that is...

[After winter, if a snowstorm blows, I'm afraid I won't be able to survive it with the cover of the hill bunker alone? 】

Zhou Xu's doubts were answered after they came outside the camp.

[It turns out that they dug up the hills, and they can hide in the caves directly when encountering extreme weather. 】

It's not that Zhou Xu couldn't think of such a move, but that in the past few years, under the premise of facing survival problems every day, it is not easy to dig another cave of sufficient scale, even for Zhou Xu who has developed to the current scale. For them, it is a big project.

"Next we have to walk."

Silk obviously didn't intend to let them just ride all the way into the camp.

He has already come here alone, so naturally he doesn't care about it.

As for Drogo, the request made no difference to him.

In the camp, the thatched huts are located very casually. It can be seen that the other party did not go through any serious planning when they built them. They were basically piled up one by one.

[Strange. Looking at the number of thatched huts, the camp has at least a hundred people, but why can't there be any fields nearby? No domestic animals? 】

[According to this scale, it is impossible to survive only by hunting and picking, right? 】

Zhou Xu, who was observing the camp, was full of doubts.

Probably considering Drogo's size, Silk led them all the way to a thatched hut in the camp.

At a distance, Zhou Xu had already noticed the two figures sitting there.

This made him have to lament that the gene of this group of long ears is indeed powerful, even an old man with gray hair can be a handsome old man.

During this period, Silk, who was leading the way, didn't have so many thoughts, and went straight forward to salute those two figures respectfully.

"Patriarch, elder! I brought them here."

"Thank you for your hard work, Silk, you go to the side and rest first."

"yes!"

In response, Silk obediently retreated to the side to rest.

After that, the middle-aged patriarch's eyes fell on them. After a brief look, the patriarch raised his hand.

"Please sit down."

Regarding this, Zhou Xu was also straightforward, walked directly into the thatched hut, pulled out a stool and sat down.

When the patriarch saw this, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

At this time, Zhou Xu was also surprised. Although it was just a simple table and stool, it undoubtedly meant that the other party had mastered certain craftsmanship. This alone was beyond the reach of ordinary primitive tribes.

At the same time, the clothes on the opposite side are not ordinary.

Silk and the others were already walking ahead of them in linen clothes, but now he discovered that the patriarch and elders were actually wearing clothes that seemed to be made of 'silk fabric'!

[Could it be silk? They have started making clothes out of silk? 】

This can't help but make Zhou Xu think more.

In the end, I couldn't help but try a sentence...

"Heavenly King Gedihu?"

"..."

Zhou Xu, who said this, glanced at Silk beside him, and found that the other side was puzzled all the way.

Zhou Xu, who didn't intend to stop there, spoke again...

"Madfake Baga Ya Luasi!"

"..."

At this moment, Zhou Xu clearly noticed that the expressions of the long ears in front of him changed, and he obviously began to suspect whether his brain was sick.

"Ahem!"

Under this gaze, Zhou Xu coughed twice in a little embarrassment.

"Don't worry about it, let's talk business."

While speaking, Zhou Xu's expression was serious, and he immediately became serious.

Regarding this, the patriarch and elders on the opposite side didn't say much, and spoke calmly...

"Before that, let me introduce myself first. You can call us grassland elves. I am patriarch Slavin, and this is Elder Klan."

After hearing this, Drogo didn't say a word, and directly showed his identity.

"Drogo, chief of the centaurs."

After speaking, all the eyes of the scene fell on Zhou Xu.

Zhou Xu was about to speak, but encountered a difficulty.

Said he was the leader of mankind? This is obviously not appropriate, and he cannot represent all mankind.

As for the tribe...

He now has five villages under his command, each with its own name, but there is no unified name for his own power. At the same time, he didn't pay much attention to this problem before, let alone encountered similar things. He was a little caught off guard at the moment. .

After pondering for a while, Zhou Xu slowly opened his mouth...

"Human Zhou Xu, Lord of the Great Zhou!"