With this in mind, Lu Yong shot a fierce glare at the old man.

His eyes clearly filled with hostility.

Feeling the unfriendly gaze coupled with Lu Yong<unk>s muscular physique, the old man trembled inside.

How would he dare to play tricks anymore? He hurriedly called for people to bring everything out.

Watching the group scurry to fetch the items, Lu Gi glanced at Lu Yong, who was demonstrating his strength and couldn't help but roll his eyes.

Put on your clothes.

It's winter.

Aren't you cold? Although the temperature had been warming up during this time, it wasn't yet spring.

After Lu G's comment, Lu Yong shivered and quickly put his clothes back on.

After some commotion, the old man had the hidden goods all brought out.

Looking at the pile of items before him, Lu Gi couldn't help but smile.

broadly.

This small tribe had more goods than he had imagined.

The pile of dried garlic was one thing, but next to it was a sizable round cabbage, wasn't it? He picked one up, and whether due to the low temperature or poor storage, many had already gone bad.

However, in this era, who cared about that? Having something to eat was good enough.

Being picky could starve many people.

At this moment, Lu Gi felt both amused and angry.

He was annoyed that the old man had been so brazen in hiding his goods, but he was also laughing because even though he hadn't found any medical talents, discovering garlic and cabbage was enough to make him laugh awake at night, suppressing the smile on his face.

Lu G forced a stern expression and said fiercely, "What else? That's it, really.

That's all, sir.

" The old man's face was a picture of despair, looking utterly miserable.

In response, Luog didn't think much of it.

Estimating that this was probably about it, he casually asked, "Really nothing else? If I find out later that you've hidden something else, you'll have to consider your own fate.

" Unexpectedly, before he could finish this routine, the old man's face suddenly turned sour.

This time, Lu G was completely dumbfounded.

Damn, didn't expect there really was more.

How much did this old man hide? If he were in another dynasty, he would be a notorious corrupt official.

The kind that leaves a stench for eternity.

Chapter 57.

Talent for a moment.

Luog didn't know what to say.

This guy was a huge, greedy bastard.

At that moment, he clearly saw that not just him, but the other people in the small tribe also looked at the old man with changed expressions.

He subconsciously opened the attribute panels of those few people and was instantly amused.

They actually had a few points of loyalty.

My goodness, he was shocked.

After a long pause, this time the old man pulled out his private stash, which did not surprise Lu Gi anymore.

It was a piece of meat the size of a palm.

He couldn't tell if it was venison or something else.

For the Ming Jing tribe, which lack crops but not meat, this piece of meat didn't really make Luo Gi think much.

However, the situation in this tribe was clearly different.

They were in need of meat.

The old man's little stash could be said to have completely stirred public anger.

Uh, you don't have any more private goods, do you? Taking the piece of meat, Lu G's voice sounded a bit lacking in confidence since this old man had been constantly lowering his standards.

Feeling the righteous indignation in the gazes around him.

The old man was almost in tears.

He knew this meant he was disgraced and had lost his reputation.

It was over.

Really over? Really over? Lu G asked again, "Really? Over?" This time, the old man truly cried, and it was a miserable sight, but unfortunately, no one sympathized with him.

To be safe, they simply called people to search the old man's tent and his person.

A few minutes later, Lu Yong walked up to Lu Gi with a dirty animal skin bundle, looking speechless.

Upon opening it, there were two heads of garlic and three pieces of meat.

Seeing this scene, perhaps out of anger, the old man rolled his eyes and collapsed on the ground, fainting.

Lu G didn't care about him and with a similarly speechless expression, asked, "Where did you find this?" In the tent under the animal skin where he was sleeping, buried in a dirt pit.

Most people probably wouldn't think of that place, but recently the Ming Jing tribe had been digging pits in that location to bury coal for heating.

Luo Yong just casually dug around there and unexpectedly found something.

To be honest, he was quite dumbfounded himself.

Talent.

Lu Gi was thoroughly impressed.

If he weren't holding two heads of garlic in his hands, he would have wanted to applaud the old man.

Of course, people like him were not something the Ming Jing tribe could afford to keep.

It was a pity.

He could just drag him out and bury him in a pit.

I'm alive.

I'm still alive.

Hearing this, the old man who had just been unconscious suddenly jumped up, thinking Lu G was mistakenly believing he was dead and that they were going to bury him.

But the moment he jumped up and saw Lu G's half smiling face, he suddenly realized that the other party had no intention of caring whether he was dead or alive.

They just wanted to bury him.

Realizing this, the old man's face instantly drained of color, and he began to plead for mercy, tears streaming down his face.

Spare me.

Please spare me.

Spare you? Lu G twisted his stiff neck and said, "Why not ask your tribes people if they would spare you? There was no need to ask.

" The pairs of cold or resentful eyes already explained everything.

Unlike some larger tribes with many members, small tribes in this era valued unity the most because they were inherently weak.

If they were not united, how could they survive in this era? In this regard, the original Ming Jing tribe was the same.

With over 30 members, each regarded the others as family.

As an elder in the tribe, he typically wouldn't be criticized for eating a bit more at each meal.

But he was wrong to hide so much food.

People in this tribe had likely starved to death before.

Yet, this old man hoarded so much food and did nothing to help.

This had already violated the most taboo and intolerable thing for these small tribes.

Ignoring the old man's cries and pleas with his frail physique, he couldn't possibly escape from Luo Yong's grasp.

By some twist of fate, Lu Gi didn't know whether to thank this old man for pulling some hatred towards him, which caused the loyalty of the other members in the tribe to steadily rise twice.

Originally, there were quite a few people in this tribe whose loyalty was below 70 points.

But after rechecking, everyone else loyalty had now reached at least 70, with the highest being 76.

During dinner, Lu G didn't skimp on those few pieces of meat and cabbage.

Compared to that, he valued the garlic, which could prevent flu and fight cancer even more.

He cooked the food and simply divided it among them.

This action undoubtedly earned him an extra point or two in loyalty.

Luog was quite satisfied with this.

At least these people had moved beyond being fence sitters.

However, he couldn't be careless.

After nightfall, they needed to rest.

So, Lu Gi arranged for the ones with the lowest loyalty to share a tent.

While the duties of watching the night were, of course, assigned to Luo Yong and a few others.

That night passed relatively smoothly.

After all, the group with the lowest loyalty had been concentrated under his watch.

Even if they wanted to cause trouble, they likely wouldn't be able to.

The next morning, knowing there were cabbage and garlic resources here, Lu Gi wouldn't just leave so directly.

To be honest, the night before, he even considered whether to establish a sub city here.