Gulinina is truly exceptional. Among all the women I know, no one's skin can compare to hers. I wonder what she eats to grow so well.
They say ethnic beauties mature quickly and age faster, but how has this rule failed to apply to Gulinina?
After we moved away from the crowd, Gulinina stood facing me. The conflict on her face had vanished, replaced by the calm, composed demeanor she had at the beginning.
"Brother Ye, can you tell me your plans for the future? There are so many people here; haven't you thought about taking them with you?"
I sighed and shrugged helplessly.
"When dawn breaks, Zhuoya and I will be heading back. We have a small settlement on the other side of the mountain, along with a few companions. With my current abilities, I can't possibly protect anyone else; they'll have to fend for themselves. Do you want to come with us?" Kuaishuge
If it were possible, who wouldn't want to save as many of their countrymen as they could?
But as the saying goes, "When poor, cultivate oneself; when rich, aid the world."
Currently, not only am I responsible for the food and drink of our group, but I also face the constant threat of the Kasa tribe's return.
It's simply impossible to lead so many women.
Gulinina didn't immediately respond to my invitation. Just as she was about to answer, Zhuoya, who had been following us, interrupted, "Little Brother Ye, are you really going to abandon all these women here? These are all women who can bear children for you!"
Her words were so astonishing that I was taken aback.
Gulinina couldn't stop laughing.
Facing Zhuoya's confused gaze, I was about to tease her a bit, but then it suddenly dawned on me.
Zhuoya is different from us who come from the outside world; her mindset is that of a native wildling!
Primitive tribes and our ancient way of thinking are quite similar.
In a tribe, women, in a sense, are a precious commodity.
After all, wild tribes constantly face wild beasts and harsh weather. Even with their specially made weapons and equipment, they experience casualties regularly.
Therefore, the prosperity of a tribe depends on its population size.
Naturally, the status of fertile women rises.
When I realized this, the words that were on the tip of my tongue went back down.
We all come from modern civilized society, educated since childhood that all people are born equal. If I were to choose to take these survivors with me, I would certainly not treat them as tools for reproduction.
However, Zhuoya has been deeply influenced by the primitive tribe since childhood. Her perception of the value of many things differs from ours.
These differences were starkly apparent at this moment and couldn't be resolved in a few words.
Zhuoya is a very important member of our group. If this issue isn't clarified with her, it could easily lead to conflict.
I pondered for a moment and chose to temporarily skirt the issue. I smiled and said to Zhuoya, "Do you really think your little Brother Ye is an old ox? I'm already busy enough with just a few of you. If you suddenly find so many people for me, won't I be exhausted!"
Zhuoya was indeed distracted. She lowered her head with a troubled look, seemingly contemplating a solution.
Gulinina had been observing Zhuoya's every move.
Seeing that we had finished our conversation, Gulinina coughed lightly and said, "Brother Ye, thank you for your kindness. Although I wish to leave with you, the remaining people are all passengers who were in the same predicament as us. Without a leader, it will be difficult for them to survive in this forest. I must stay with them."
I saw the determined expression on Gulinina's face; it was clear she had made up her mind, so I stopped trying to persuade her.
Gulinina is not a simple person. If there's an opportunity in the future, she might become my asset.
I pondered for a moment and nodded, "Alright, since you've made your choice, I won't try to dissuade you any further. If you encounter any difficulties later, you are welcome to seek me out. I might not be able to help with major issues, but you'll always have a meal from me."
I extended my left palm, intending to seal our agreement with a high five.
Gulinina seemed somewhat surprised by my words.
Perhaps my previous demeanor was too decisive and ruthless; she hesitated for a moment before also extending her fair, tender hand to lightly high five me.
Having reached a temporary agreement with Gulinina, we planned to return to the sheltered spot under the rocks to spend the night.
In my heart, I actually wanted to leave this place immediately and hurry back to our settlement to prevent any unforeseen complications.
However, not to mention that this area is the territory of the Fierce Birds, the howling mountain winds at night alone are enough to make anyone's life difficult. A single misstep could send you tumbling down to a nameless grave.
I hoped we could safely pass through this night.
But accidents often happen when you least expect them. As Gulinina and I had just stepped out of the shelter and walked a few steps in the direction of the camp, a tragic scream suddenly echoed from the foot of the mountain not far away.