There were more than twenty people in front of him, both adult men and women here. None of the children were seen, and I don’t know where they were driven. It’s probably because adults didn’t need to care about their thoughts.

Not all refugees can be ungrateful and at ease. Quan Hao, who could not speak, had to speak with his eyes. Wherever he looked, except for the red-haired man, staring at him with dangerous eyes without any guilt, most people would show sedation and anxiety when they met him. But when they observed their expressions, Quan Hao sensitively found that there were some things missing. In the past, when refugees looked at themselves, their eyes were always mixed with gratitude and respect. Now respect is gone, and there is hesitation in gratitude. No matter what expression they made on their faces, Quan Hao could read a layer of diaphragm from their evasive eyes.

He understood that he could no longer reconcile with this group of people. Xianlin's provocation made the simple rescue of people and the relationship between the rescued between the two parties confused the interests of the hired workers and the landlords. When it comes to interests, no matter how good the relationship is, it will be cast on the shadow.

Did he even calculate this step? He bumped into Xianlin again with a smug look. He shook his head, and he was such a scheming guy. He waved his hand and signaled to invite the old man over and planned to have a calm conversation with him. It is necessary for him to re-recognize the old man who played the protagonist in this drama of kindness and revenge. He was beaten and could not react without any reaction. Even if he was sure to suffer a loss this time, remember it in his heart, which would also serve as a warning to his long life in time travelers in the future.

Xianlin hesitated. After more than ten days of dealing with each other, he thought he could guess what the other party thought was almost the same. But this time his betrayal was so serious that he honestly could not guess what Quan Hao thought. Now he was sure to win, and he couldn't help but feel cherishing himself. He understood the truth that the son of a daughter would not sit in the hutang. Seeing that the leader's position was within reach, he didn't want any trouble.

So he did not respond to Quan Hao's wave, but said a lot of passionately to the people who were standing in front of him. Quan Hao's ordinary move became sinister after his explanation. Everyone who had long believed in his sweet words was successfully bluffed again, and the look of looking at Quan Hao was more alert.

Quan Hao gave up his plan to face-to-face with Xianlin. No matter what he did, Xianlin could explain it as hostility. He could only look at the emotional crowd with pity for the last time. They thought it would be better to get rid of him? It was impossible. No matter how powerful Xianlin's mouth was, he could not turn into food. From his actions, he knew that he was not a person who could plan for the public. His enthusiasm now is that people still have value in using it. If they have no meaning to Xianlin or become a burden, he would kick it away without hesitation, just like what he did to himself. Unfortunately, it would be too late to wait until his true face was revealed, which means that things were under his control. Quan Hao was not optimistic about the future of this group of refugees at all. No matter how strong their bodies were, without a clear brain, they were destined to become a cow and horse that was willing to be driven by Xianlin, and the last value of the body was squeezed out by this vampire.

But all this has nothing to do with him, fate was chosen by himself. He had no obligation to save a group of people who could be called betray him. Quan Hao smiled sarcastically and turned his head to walk towards his camp. He wanted to pack up his things and leave, and stay away from these fools who were not right and wrong.

A group of refugees were encouraged by Xianlin to fight against Quan Hao. Now that he left, they were at a loss. After whispering to each other, their eyes still fell on Xianlin. The old man seemed to be the backbone of everyone, and he was happy that Quan Hao knew the current affairs. He had just sat firmly and was not attached to the people, and he just wanted to squeeze the other party away as soon as possible to avoid variables. As long as there was enough time, he was very sure that everyone would forget the benefactor who saved their lives and talk about his kindness. It is important to eliminate Quan Hao's influence, but there is no need to rush for a moment. So he sent everyone away in two or three sentences, but the old man did not forget to call the red-haired man and gave a few instructions. The red-haired man nodded, and his eyes lit up after hearing it. He hurriedly stopped the dispersing people, pointed a few names from it, and led them all the way to follow Quan Hao.

Quan Hao, who returned to the camp, was stunned. He had lived here for more than a month, and every inch of land had left his sweat. He built the shed with his own hands, and he dug the cellar himself. He touched the palm tree that often rested on it. He was full of emotions. He was just a little bit too soft-hearted, leaving a large number of refugees without measuring his own strength. As a result, he was forced to leave by someone who turned against him.

At this point, Quan Hao didn't feel much regret in his heart. After all, it was a life, but if he was given a chance to do it again, could he still be determined to save people without any grudges? Ask yourself, Quan Hao himself had no answer.

There was a rustling sound behind him. Quan Hao was very familiar with this sound, which was the sound of barefoot stepping on the sand. Most of the refugees had no shoes, and they walked barefoot, and there was a big difference between stepping on the sand and shoes. He turned around and saw the red-haired man walking towards him with three men and two women. The arrogant red-haired man walked in front and was drinking from time to time. Others were a little dissatisfied with his heart and either beat or scolded. Xianlin's plan was successful, and the dog-legged man who defected to the first time naturally rose with the water. He was so proud that he couldn't help but show off his might. He was not worried about someone resisting. He bullied the weak and cowardly among the refugees, and he knew exactly who was strong and who was cowardly among the refugees. The few people he brought were honest people he specially chose.

After Quan Hao noticed it, the red-haired man beat and scolded people faster and faster. He was also afraid that his cold harpoon could only vent his resentment on the refugees who were swallowing their anger. The stormy beating made the other five more nervous. Finally, a thin and small woman took too fast and fell on the beach with her legs. The red-haired man was furious and felt that the woman had made him lose face, so he rushed up and punched and kicked. The skinny woman curled up and lay on the ground with her head in her arms without resisting, but made a miserable cry. The other four men lost their red-haired man urging, stood there in a daze, without responding to the atrocities in front of her. It seemed that all this was used to, like four lifeless puppets.

"Enough!"

The red-haired man was fighting hard, and he shivered when he heard the roar. He raised his eyes and rushed over. The spear that made him scared several times was making shadows in front of him. He was so scared that he turned around and ran away. Quan Hao hated him so much that he was itchy and chased him closely behind.

Although the red-haired man was not very brave, he escaped faster than a rabbit. Quan Hao couldn't catch up with him even if he chased him out of five or six hundred meters, which made him exhausted. He was more than physically powerful than the ancients. Fortunately, he did not give the refugees a weapon that could hurt people, otherwise it would be not certain who was afraid of the two of them. Seeing the red-haired man jumping around, no matter how much he hated him, he could only give up and turn around in a bad mood.

Seeing that he stopped chasing him, the red-haired man stopped running away. He kept a distance of more than 30 meters and was far away. The two returned to Quan Hao's camp one after another.

The puppets were thrown to the spot. Quan Hao and the red-haired man were chasing and fighting fiercely, but it seemed to have no effect on them. When Quan Hao passed by, he looked at the beheaded woman. She had already stood up and returned to the five people, with her expression no different from the other four people, as if the other person was just beaten.

Quan Hao had nothing to say. He hadn't figured out what the red-haired man brought them here for. But even if he wanted to communicate with the five people, he kept hiding from him. He had to shrugged and ignore them.

But before he could go far, the five people followed the red-haired man's urging. Quan Hao and the others walked away, and Quan Hao stopped and they stopped. But as long as he was a little far away from Quan Hao, the red-haired man's scolding came as scheduled. He did not dare to come over, but could command the five people remotely. He was even more sure that as long as the five people were honest, even if they followed Quan Hao, they would not hurt them.

Quan Hao was very uncomfortable with everything he did. It was funny that these five people were not afraid of him. Even if he showed unhappiness, they still followed him like a dog-skinned plaster. But he treated the red-haired man like a mouse and saw a cat. However, the red-haired man was chased by him several times and ran away in a panic. What is this? One thing defeats one thing?

At first, Quan Hao didn't understand their purpose. He only knew that these few people were staring at him, and no matter what they did, there were five gazes that followed closely. When Quan Hao turned around and looked at them, their gazes would move away in panic. Later he noticed that the five people were not just looking at him, to be precise, staring at his hands.

Quan Hao suddenly realized that he was afraid that he would not leave quickly, so he sent someone to see him off. Well, he also looked at him by the way to prevent him from taking away "things that shouldn't have brought."

It's funny, on his island, he himself became an unpopular person. A sense of sadness rose from Quan Hao's heart.

Compared to that, Xianlin was in a very good mood. Especially when he heard the red-haired man come back and followed Quan Hao all the way. Seeing that he was alone towards the other side of the mountain, he almost left empty-handed when he left. The last big stone in his heart also fell to the ground. He finally confirmed that no one could compete with him for control of the refugee camp. In his happiness, Xianlin thought that more people should be allowed to participate in this day worth celebrating, so he convened a figure to hold a bonfire dinner. Naturally, the reason must be convinced. It cannot be said that we drove away our life savior, so we should treat it as a celebration of everyone's life after the disaster on the island.

A magnificent bonfire dinner was held like this. The ingredients for the dinner were all taken from the fruits and seafood on the island, and only the limited-edition white rice was allowed to be served openly. It was a gift from the first power he gave to everyone. As soon as his decision was announced, there were bursts of cheers. Not everyone can get used to eating seafood as food. There are no condiments on the island, and the food cooked is limited in taste. In comparison, sweet rice is more suitable for everyone's appetite.

This is also one of the reasons why the connection between Xianlin can be responded to by many people. In the final analysis, it is because there is too much food to eat. When filling your stomach is no longer a luxury, people's desires will naturally develop to a higher level. With the opportunity to choose, even the former refugees will inevitably become picky.

After eating almost, the refugees began to sing and dance. More than ten days were enough to make them familiar with each other. Even if they were not very familiar, the night and the bonfire made people more courageous. The reason for the Xianlin was very right. The refugees experienced the great sorrow of drifting on the sea to the great joy of surviving in desperate situations, and lazily raising them on the island for more than ten days. They really needed an opportunity to relax and vent.

Xianlin only jumped a few steps symbolically at the beginning and made a gesture of enjoying the people. Then he flashed to a dim corner and looked at the unrestrained people by the bonfire with a smile. If someone glanced at him casually, he might think he was in good spirits when he saw the old man. Without careful observation, no one could notice the faint sarcasm at the corner of his mouth.

"Sing, dance. There are not many days to have such a relaxing life in the future." Xianlin looked down at the people singing and dancing with a little sarcasm.

A figure came over sneakily, and it was the red-haired man. Xianlin was not surprised at all. He sent the red-haired man to do things and told him not to speak out. But it did not mean that he wanted to show such a sneaky look. Even if he wanted to be obedient, there was no need to exaggerate it to this point. Especially the respectful expression on his face, he could tell at a glance that he was pretending.

Xianlin, who is well aware of human nature, has long divided refugees into different levels. The red-haired man was the minion he selected. This man was almost in charge of the business, but he was a qualified tycoon. Xianlin's evaluation of him was: if you can, you don't need to give him a good face.

He didn't even look at the other person, and asked lightly: "Have you found out?"

The red-haired man approached and said with a flattering look: "It's clear. As you expected, there are only about 500 kilograms of grain in total." It turned out that he was sent by the old man to check the grain in the cellar. Quan Hao kept taking good care of the cellar when he was there. After Xianlin squeezed him away, the food was the most concerned. However, in full view of everyone, he didn't want to show that his food was too ugly, so he sent the red-haired man to take advantage of the darkness to fight the front station.

The news brought back by the red-haired man was as expected by him. Xianlin nodded quietly, indicating that he knew.

However, the emperor was not anxious but was anxious to death. The red-haired man saw that he was indifferent, acting like an ant on a hot pan, and gestured with his hands and feet. "Why are you not in a hurry? I am almost in a hurry. We were fooled. The cellar was dug very small, so I felt that there was something wrong with him covering it." He spat on the ground with anger on his face. "It's a lie to say that how much more food is distributed in a day is a scam. We shouldn't have enough of it. That man is really a sinister villain."

Xianlin turned his head and glanced at the red-haired man. He was against his conscience and could say the white ones to black ones, but it did not mean that he really couldn't tell the right and wrong. Some words were specifically used to say to stupid people, and the red-haired man said stupid things to smart people, which reduced his evaluation of him by a little more.

He had long anticipated the matter of food. Whether he was observing his words and expressions around Quan Hao or secretly estimating the size of the cellar, the results were almost the same. However, food was just a step for him to control people's hearts, and it didn't matter if it was more or less. Xianlin didn't plan to learn from Quan Hao to be a philanthropist.

There is something he never told anyone. He had always hid dozens of rice seeds in his arms. That was a habit he developed when he was a refugee. He always imagined unrealistically where he could pick up a few acres of wasteland and plant rice. In a few years, he became the well-known figure. Even if he was hungry all the way, he couldn't bear to eat these dozens of rice seeds. He even floated on the sea for four days and four nights, and was so hungry that he fainted. Now it seems that his persistence is indeed worth it. On this island, he not only has land to plant, but also has the opportunity to become

The landlord. At this point, he has regarded all refugees as his tenant slaves. In order to fulfill his dream of landlords, he must drive them hard. These seeds are the most important foundation of the dream. As for whether the refugees will oppose him like Quan Hao, he is not worried at all. As long as they are divided and win over and promote a few capable people to be confidant, no one can shake his status. He has the means of persuading people. Everyone in his hometown knows that he is a bad seed that can drain the last bit of bone marrow and make him grateful.

Seeing that Xianlin had been ignoring him, the red-haired man started to be smart again. "Will that person still hide food elsewhere? Or should I take someone to look for it?"

Xian Lin was not sure about this problem. When he followed Quan Hao, he always felt that the other party had confidence that he could not understand. Is it really like the red-haired man said that he had a secret base elsewhere on the island? But he felt that there was no need to be entangled in this. The inability to find it would not have much impact on his plan. He just said indifferently: "Let it go with the flow, the island is so big, how can I find it if I really hide it?"

The red-haired man did not get the support of Xianlin and did not bother him. He also suggested: "Then you should come forward and expose the liar as soon as possible, otherwise everyone will be kept in the dark." He deliberately lowered his voice and said mysteriously: "I know someone still treats him as a good person."

"Don't hurry." Xianlin said slowly. His eyes turned to the cheerful crowd by the bonfire, and his sarcastic smile appeared on his face. "Everyone is so excited, how can a little thing affect his mood? Let them be happy tonight."

He didn't know what he thought of, his deep eyes passed through the bonfire, and inadvertently found a small figure in the shadow opposite him.

Even on this cheerful night, not everyone is willing to enjoy the time to relax. She sat there alone, curled up in a ball, her head buried deep in her knees without moving. She looked lonely in the laughter and joy.

The mockery was frozen on Xianlin's face.

A few kilometers away, there were also a pair of eyes staring at the bonfire here. Quan Hao did not leave. After getting rid of the tail he followed, he turned around and came to the Granite Palace in the dark. As mentioned earlier, the entrance of this cave was very hidden, and Quan Hao discovered it accidentally. On the day when he observed the canoe drifting in the sea, he made a disguise at the entrance of the cave for the purpose of cunning rabbit three holes. So no one discovered it after so many days. Moving the stones at the entrance of the cave, a tide came towards him. For more than ten days, no one cleaned the cave. The condition was very bad. Not only was it wet, but a smell of metal rust could be smelled. There were more than a dozen cans and a large bucket of clear water in the cave, but the prepared firewood was completely wet and could not be lit at all.

Quan Hao's mood can be imagined when he rests in such an environment. He can only lean on the hole with less moisture and swallow the canned meat with the cold water. The oily canned food was chewed in his mouth, but he couldn't taste the slightest taste. The firelight in the distance and the faint laughter from the distance hurt his heart.

He began to reflect on why he was in such a situation. There may be many reasons, but the most important point he thought of after calming his mind. He had more kindness to the refugees but not enough. He was both kind and powerful, and both kind and powerful! Quan Hao slapped his thighs in anger. What a simple truth, whether in real life or in books, this is the biggest management method. But when things were about to come, he was forgotten. Quan Hao didn't think about establishing his authority with others.

But when the refugees were weak, they made a fuss a few times except for snatching things, and the rest of the time were all honest. Even the red-haired man and several other rogues who showed their true colors did not make him find excuses. He could not do anything to be punished without guilt. In addition, he was deceived by people's behavior and mistakenly thought that everything was under control, so he put down his idea of ​​establishing authority. By the time he discovered the bad signs, it was too late. The refugees who were holding the group turned the power comparison upside down.

Sometimes being feared is far more reliable than being respected. Just look at it. The five refugees who were gathered together by the red-haired man to follow him were honest and he had never treated them badly. But under the tyranny of the red-haired man, these people swallowed their anger like sheep. The favors of more than ten days were not as good as a simple and rough punch. It is precisely because when they weigh the pros and cons, the first thing they measured was not which side was kind to themselves, but which side could actually hurt them. When Xianlin launched a series of connections, the reason why the refugees easily turned to him was because they lacked fear of Quan Hao. If the rebellion succeeded, they would gain benefits, but if they failed, they did not need to bear a heavy price, then rebellion was of course a good choice.

This is the first reason, and the second is that he failed to effectively differentiate and win over the refugee group. The only Xianlin who was entrusted with important tasks was a two-faced guy. He alone could not manage nearly forty people uniformly. People were like animals in a certain way. If a group of unfamiliar individuals gathered together, they would have to be divided into highs and lows. Without his intervention, people with strength and wisdom would naturally lead. Such people are often unwilling to be lonely. When Quan Hao had a dispute with them, no matter how other refugees looked at them, they would naturally be psychologically biased towards their own people.

Another thing is that the communication between the two sides is not smooth enough. Although Quan Hao is working hard to learn indigenous languages, his language talent is not outstanding and his learning progress is very slow. Communication with refugees is almost entirely based on gestures and pictures. In contrast, Quan Hao and the indigenous people have great differences in their clothes, living habits, words and deeds. The differences in thinking are even greater. His gestures often cause misunderstandings. Often, the refugees understand the meaning of this meaning. So in the early stage, he used serious gestures to issue instructions, but later he found that his efficiency was too low and he got tired of it. He simply let the flexible-minded Xianlin convey it on his behalf.

Quan Hao thought of Xianlin again. Although Quan Hao was stabbed in the back and made Quan Hao hate him, he had to admit that the old man's methods were relatively clever. His honest and honest appearance easily deceived him who had not had enough experience in identifying people. He performed very well and soon made Quan Hao unable to live without him. Through the public mission of interpreting, Xianlin was able to cultivate his prestige with his tiger skin. While sowing discord, he showed favorable feelings at both ends. In the end, the refugees' awe of the foxes surpassed the tiger's, and everything happened naturally.

This sudden blow made Quan Hao confused and lying in the cold and wet cave. He thought about his future direction. Is he really breaking out of contact with the refugees and still fighting with Xianlin? He originally wanted to leave, but he was angry and felt that it was too cheap to do so. But if he continued to fight, he had to choose a method and couldn't really use a gun to slaughter everyone.

Until the next day, Quan Hao still had no idea. In the morning, he packed everything he could take and drove to the direction of the time and space gate. However, when he passed by the Northern Peninsula, he remembered the little bits on the island and felt very uncomfortable. He chose a place far away from the refugee camp, and took advantage of the fog cover to climb the beach again, waving and unwilling to leave.

As she was walking, a small figure suddenly appeared in the fog in front of her. She was bent down to pick up something, and when she heard the movement, she hurriedly stood up and turned to look here.

It turned out to be a little girl! Neither of them expected to meet each other, and they were both shocked. Quan Hao blurted out: "Why are you here alone?"

The little girl's reaction was very strange, and she hurriedly carried her hand behind her. Her move that wanted to cover up attracted Quan Hao's attention. He became more and more curious and couldn't help but walk over.

The little girl shook her head and retreated. She only paid attention to the front, but she didn't notice that she tripped and fell on the beach. She just fell gently but let out a low cry of pain. Her hands finally opened, and a ball of black stuff fell out, rolled on the beach for a while before stopping. It turned out to be a sea urchin.

"Why are you picking it up for nothing?" Quan Hao grabbed the little girl's hand with heartache. Sure enough, several black thorns were pierced on it. The black thorns were very deep into the flesh, and blood was seeping out from near the thorn roots.

"Hold on, I'll pull it out for you." Quan Hao grabbed her four fingers and focused on pulling the thorns on her small palm. The little girl just lowered her head, without saying a word or responding. I don't know what happened, Quan Hao felt that she was very stuffy today, unlike her before. "Is she sick?" He touched her forehead and didn't feel hot. Suddenly his body stiffened. "Do they don't give you food?"

Although the little girl couldn't understand his words, she could guess from her tone that he noticed it. She raised her head in panic and shook it hard at him.
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