Chapter 176

Today, there is no choice but to sigh. After all, orcs are always vulnerable to suffering because of their kindness and innocence. In fact, people are too naive and simple to survive in this society.

If all the people are simple, innocent and kind, it's like birds of a feather flock together. Only the orcs can get together, and human beings are selfish.

This is because of such selfishness and selfishness. It's simple and kind that don't please.

Therefore, as long as ye Tian meets such simplicity and kindness, he will do his best to protect them. Otherwise, if the world has only interests and selfishness, it will become a hell.

"The greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

Ye Tian said silently.

Heimang still tells Ye Tian what he knows about the orcs, and Tian also knows a lot about it, so it's not boring all the way on the train. Such a whole night has passed. The snake's rest is very short, but ye Tian doesn't need to rest, so they get off the train, Ye Tian followed heimang on such a plateau. After simply solving his hunger, he decided to start looking for the tribes of those clans.

Although heimang has not joined the four tribes or other forces, he has always been connected with a mysterious existence in the hospital, but heimang can't Tell ye Tian anyway, so ye Tian won't ask much.

This time is actually a small test for him. I'm afraid he also needs to choose a tribal group to settle down. His goal in mind turned out to be the Warsong clan, because the Warsong clan has always been a great advocate of strength. He also likes such a warm-blooded tribe, but one day he yearns for the peace loving frost wolf clan, He thought it seemed good there, too.

But he didn't say that he just decided to follow the idea of heimang. After all, he was not an orc or a monster. He just needed to follow heimang and go to the interior of a tribal clan first.

As I have just said, there are four clans and tribes.

Among them, the most powerful one has developed into Wuthering Heights with the common development of mankind, and the owner of Wuthering Heights has always been the chief of the tribe.

The last chief, known as the greatest chief, is the existence of belief recognized by all orcs. And the chief is old. Although he has been in the army all his life, he still can't escape the natural selection and the reincarnation of life, old age, illness and death.

So his deeds have been spread all the time. The clan leader in the story of fawn just now is the old owner of Wuthering Heights.

These are what heimang told ye Tian.

Now they have come to the western plateau, and they don't see the animals living in groups. Instead, the railway station of the western plateau has just come down, just like it has developed into a scenic spot, and soon there are many guides around.

Because even the plateau is now very convenient because of Tianlu, and the tourism industry is very developed.

"Plateau air, plateau specialty..."

"Authentic plateau blush..."

Ye Tianpie left his mouth open: "how can plateau red be sold? Is it blush?"

Because of the huge flow of people here, ye Tian and heimang find that they can't escape. There is already a middle-aged man with a stubble beard, Smilingly blocked their way.

Seeing this, ye Tian can only show his financial resources.

He touched his wrist, in order to cover the cold spring's mark, when he came back, Li Fei gave him a famous brand sports watch... Of course, it was said that his grandfather bought it for him, and it was worth hundreds of thousands in that car.

Ye Tian rolled his sleeve, and the watch was shining. It was only natural diamond rimmed.

The tour guide widened his eyes and swallowed his mouth in disbelief.

"My name is Liu Zhi..."

This watch is too bright. A circle of tour guides and even some native plateau people gathered around to take ye Tian to their home.

Because there are not so many hotels and hostels when they come to the plateau, they usually stay in the homes of local people or herdsmen, so that they can provide food, local beef and mutton for profit.

But I don't know where this guy named Liu Zhi got the strength to push all the other people away... Then he squeezed in front of Ye Tian and heimang, as if to say that I must take over this business.

He extended his hand to Ye Tian: "my name is Liu Zhi. I'm a mixture of Tibetan and Han nationality. My Mongolian yurt is here. Come and live here. We have a lot of plateau wine and all kinds of special beef and mutton. Even if we want to have a bonfire party, it's OK."Ye tianmian shook hands with him, but now he had no choice but to go to his home with heimang. After all, heimang only knew intelligence. He had never been to the western plateau, so he had to ask the local people and explore by himself.

"Well, let's settle down and ask about the neighborhood."

Black mang regards Ye Tian's words as an order and nods.

This guy named Liu Zhi is really familiar with the road. We took Ye Tian and heimang to the yurt group not far away. He said that there are many yurts in his family, some of which are like hotels in big cities.

So he came out to solicit business from some tourists, such as ye Tian and Wang Baocai. This is his goal, because most rich people give a lot of money when they leave.

Fortunately, Liu Zhi used to live in a big city, so at a glance, he saw Ye Tian's status or family is not bad, which family should be the son of the Lord, so he locked their target and said that he would take them home.

Ye Tian certainly knows what he is thinking. In this case, I hope he can provide more useful information.

"Here we are. This is our yurt. There is a small supermarket with all kinds of drinks and local drinks. Next to it is a fast food restaurant. You can enjoy the food first, and then you can choose which room you want to live in?"

Ye Tian chooses two relatively clean yurts, takes a look at the smiling Liu Zhi behind him, and takes out the cash in his suitcase.

As a result, Liu Zhi almost drooled. Sure enough, he has been here for so many years, and he can't misjudge people. This is in line with his middle-aged image with a stubbly beard.

That's not right, dirty uncle