Chapter 286 Integration into the segment, fair trade

The three heads were placed on the altar in the center of the hall, looking like sacrifices.

What is a little strange is that although the heads of the chief and his family were separated from their bodies, they were not dead. They were taking advantage of their last reunion in their lives to whisper their heartfelt words to each other in the Rakshasa language.

Wen Rui was not very fluent in Rakshasa language, so he could not hear it clearly. The general meaning was that they were talking about the past and agreed that after reincarnation, they hoped to be a family again.

Wen Rui originally thought that the demons did not have a strong sense of family and their emotions were relatively indifferent. He vaguely remembered that a Shura King once cruelly sacrificed his most beloved daughter in order to obtain blessings.

But judging from what he saw with his own eyes, his stereotype was not correct.

Perhaps most demons are cold-blooded and cruel, but there are a few exceptions who are extremely affectionate and sentimental.

Thinking of this, Wen Rui secretly glanced at the Rakshasa woman. Didn’t this witch later become a mother who had deep feelings for her son?

The Rakshasa woman looked worried at the moment. She obviously did not like being Wen Rui's executioner and was unwilling to look directly at the heads of the demon mother and son on the altar that were gradually losing their lives and were chopped off by her own hands.

However, killing the chicken to scare the monkey was very effective. Using the chief's family as a sacrifice completely crushed the rebellious spirit of this small tribe.

It can be seen that this family has a high prestige and is deeply respected by all demons. The father is the leader of male demons, the mother is the role model of female demons, and the demon children are all kings among children.

If they all died, there would be no successors capable of leading the tribe, and the tribesmen would become completely demoralized and could only cowardly accept their fate, like a group of lambs to be slaughtered.

In the hall, more than a hundred demons knelt on the ground spontaneously, trembling uncontrollably, waiting for their new master to give orders.

Wen Rui turned on the speaker and said in a deep voice: "Everyone stand up, don't kneel!"

The demon got up in surprise.

"There seems to be a small misunderstanding between us." Wen Rui said loudly: "You may think that I am an invader, plundering you and taking you as slaves."

The demons nodded slowly. In their opinion, what Wen Rui did was no different from that of the demon bandits.

At best, this mysterious human race is slightly more merciful than the demon bandits. They kill people very quickly and disdain to torture and humiliate the losers.

This is much better than most of the evil demons.

"But I'm not. I'm just an armed merchant from the East."

Wen Rui continued, "I came to this continent just to open up a trade route and do business with you guys."

In order to make the demons understand, Wen Rui patiently explained: "Do you understand what trading means? It means that I take something and exchange it for your things. We each get what we need, and everyone can benefit from it."

The demons looked confused and simply did not understand what concept Wen Rui was describing.

"Master, we are already yours. Everything we have is yours. Why would you want to exchange things?"

The leader of the hunters, the first demon traitor who rebelled first, said boldly: "You mean, if we dedicate ourselves to you, you will grant us happiness, right?"

He knelt on the ground, clasped his hands together, and kept praying: "Please give me that kind of happiness again, I am willing to offer everything, my wife is also one of the most beautiful women in the tribe, I offer her to you as a sacrifice."

"There is definitely something wrong with your God." Wen Rui rubbed his temple and said angrily, "As long as you practice hard, make sacrifices, and hurt yourself, God will bless you blindly. This is how you develop the bad habit of getting something for nothing, indulge in lust, and be unrealistic."

"Otherwise, even if resources were scarce, we wouldn't have to live like this."

Unfortunately, the demons also didn't understand Wen Rui's complaints. They just stood there blankly, not knowing what their new master wanted from them. "Okay, you can treat me as an object of faith and practice hard for me." Wen Rui was helpless and had to change his words: "But what I need is not for you to prove your piety in a weird way, but for you to produce ore, magic crystals, or do labor."

"If your 'hard work' satisfies me, I will grant you my blessing, but this blessing is not for you to make random requests. I will clearly mark the price of your hard work and grant you corresponding rewards."

"Do you understand this time?"

The demons still seemed to understand, but there were some smart ones. A young Rakshasa girl walked out of the witch team. She looked young and her figure was not that plump and attractive.

Holding a red crystal, she came to Wen Rui respectfully, placed the crystal on the ground, then knelt down and kissed Wen Rui's feet.

This might be some kind of ritual to worship the gods. Wen Rui was too lazy to correct her. He picked up the red crystal and snapped his fingers.

There was a snap of fingers, and a hexagonal space-time rift appeared in the air. A transport ship leaped in and stopped above the hall.

The hatch of the transport ship opened, and the Ultron robot flew to the ground carrying half a pork, walked straight towards the Rakshasa girl, and handed the pork to her.

The raw pork gave off a strong fishy smell, but the Rakshasa girl looked like a modern girl seeing dessert cake, with little stars in her eyes.

She opened her cherry-sized mouth, revealing her sharp fangs, and bit down immediately, chewing the food in big mouthfuls, tasting it extremely sweetly.

The sight of the Rakshasa girl devouring raw meat made the demons eagerly stare and swallow their saliva continuously, as if that piece of meat was some kind of delicacy.

Wen Rui was afraid that the demons had not figured out the situation yet, so he quickly reminded them: "This is called a deal! You bring the gems, and I give you blood food."

The level of civilization of the Western Rakshasa Kingdom is still far inferior to that of the human race of the Eastern Great Zhou. It is still at the stage of "if my neighbor stores grain, I store guns, and my neighbor is my granary."

Wealth was based only on force, and the small tribes scattered in remote areas had not yet formed even the basic concept of trade.

After watching the demonstration, the demons woke up as if from a dream. Several Rakshasa witches took off the crystal stones used for decoration from their bodies and walked towards Wen Rui.

Wen Rui quickly pointed at the Ultron robot and said, "It is my messenger. Make a sacrifice to it and don't bother me!"

But there were also some witches who didn't understand human language and approached rashly. They were ruthlessly slapped by Wen Rui with a big slap, and then they obediently ran to the Ultron robot to exchange.

Meat deeply attracted the attention of the demons. They were easily dominated by the most basic desire, appetite. They gathered around the Ultron robot and scrambled to hand the gems to it.

Wen Rui walked to the side of the altar and said to the three heads on the altar: "Did you hear what I just said? Did you understand?"

The three heads were still alive, but the demon boy's head looked a little depressed and it seemed that it could not hold on for long.

"Chopping off your heads is just one of my ways to adapt to local customs and better integrate into your culture of admiring the strong as a foreigner."

Wen Rui pointed at the demons fighting over the meat in the hall and said, "Otherwise, if I take out any good stuff, you will grab it all before I can exchange it. It's not a fair trade at all."

"Killing you is not the goal, it is just a means. The goal has been achieved. It is no longer important whether you live or die."

Wen Rui's tone became serious, and he moved his gaze across the eyes of the three heads, saying word by word: "Besides, we in Jiejiao never kill all of them, and always leave a glimmer of hope for survival."

"Now, I'm giving you a chance to choose. Do you want your whole family to die peacefully together, or do you want to try to save them?"

(End of this chapter)

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