"Get up!"
"Young tribal warrior!"
Looking at the prostrating figure below, Li Chengdao spoke with a smile. There was no disdain or superiority in his voice. This was not because he was not a Chinese.
In his eyes, the figure before him was not a young man or a native. He was a resource, a pile of seemingly inexhaustible resources, especially when he could not find the Native Americans. The importance of this figure was even greater than he had imagined. Enough benefits were enough for angels and demons to discuss deals, and even rats to discuss. Furthermore, it was just a native. Naturally, there was no need for him to be so high and mighty.
A smile appeared on his face. Li Chengdao stood up and walked down, looking at the native in front of him.
This person had lived here for more than half a month, but this was only the second time Li Chengdao had seen him. The first time, he had passed by in a hurry, so he did not carefully observe this person.
This was the first time he looked at this native seriously.
This was a youth who was about the same size as him. His race seemed to be similar to Chinese, but his skin was slightly darker. It seemed to be caused by the abundant sunlight in America. The bulging muscles were enough to show that this youth had considerable strength and explosive power.
In fact, that was indeed the case. The injuries on the elk half a month ago were enough to prove this point.
Even so, Li Chengdao was not worried about being ambushed. Not to mention that the other party had already proved that he was harmless in the past half a month, not to mention that he was not in his previous life.
In such a long time, he had gradually inherited everything that belonged to Li Chengdao. From his body to his memories, from his memories to everything else, he had completely inherited everything.
As the grandson of the emperor, and strictly speaking, he was the eldest grandson of the emperor, so he naturally could not be a weak youth. In fact, before the Song Dynasty, no matter who was super coquettish, even the so-called refined Fu Su and Crown Prince Liu Ju were not the representative of the weak. In fact, they all had martial arts that they were not familiar with. Li Chengdao was no exception. Although he did not have the level of a fierce general in the world, he might not be able to defeat ordinary soldiers, let alone natives.
If this person didn't have any ill intentions, it would be fine. If he did, he could completely take him down before the other party could react. This confidence was also realistic. Moreover, there was a general like Feng Li around, so there wouldn't be any problems.
Of course, these were just possibilities. Li Chengdao didn't consider these things. His eyes flashed as he looked at his body. Then, he laughed.
"Jie, I'm preparing to travel far, but we don't know much about the surroundings.”
His voice was simple, and he used relatively simple words to explain. There were also some hand gestures mixed in, so that the other party could understand as much as possible. His words were naturally his goal.
Li Chengdao did not leave this Native American behind out of kindness, but for this purpose.
The Native Americans were an extremely important step in his development. After all, if he did not have enough manpower, how could he talk about development? After all, the entire civilization of Europe was built on the flesh and blood of the African and European people.
Li Chengdao could not let the development flow with the blood of his own people. Even if he wanted to, he did not have so many people. In this way, the importance of the Native Americans was unquestionable. As mentioned before, as long as there were enough Native Americans, the Chinese could completely withdraw, even if there was a possibility of counterattacking.
However, one should not forget that the Chinese people were not something that those European barbaric monkeys could compare to. In fact, it was impossible for the two of them to speak in the same language. In the past thousands of years, from Dongyi to Sanmiao, from Rong Di to Xiongnu, from Xianbei to Khitan, and even in the future, there would be Mongolian Jurchen. Which one of them had not been assimilated? Even the Arabs, who thought they were born noble, had fallen silent in the prosperity of Bianliang and thought they were Chinese.
As long as they were careful and didn't have too big of an appetite, it wouldn't even take time for these Native Americans to integrate into China. Although this might lead to the thinning of their bloodline, don't forget that since Li Chengdao could cross the sea for the first time, he could cross the sea for the second time. It was just that he didn't have enough time. This didn't mean that he couldn't do it.
Under certain circumstances, he would definitely return to the Great Tang. He also needed more people. With the population explosion in the Great Tang, the Native Americans would be able to digest it, so he did not need to worry about this at all.
Of course, these were just his emotions. Li Chengdao would not say it, nor could he. After he spoke, he looked at the native and waited for his answer.
"Your Highness, of course. If you don't mind, I can bring you to my tribe. Abba will welcome you!”
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(Everyone is talking about the problem of the cheat. This thing has always existed, but it hasn't been activated yet. After all, if we use the cheat directly in the early stages, it will destroy the balance. Although this doesn't fit Felu's style, and the collection will be worse, the author still doesn't want to disrupt the rhythm. This kind of book is difficult to write. If we disrupt the rhythm, we won't know how to continue writing.)
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