Speaking of which, from the perspective of the law of the Nansai Country, this valley also belongs to the Lion Garden. Since it is its own land, of course, you must check clearly whether there is groundwater, and the value of this land will be completely different.

Ji An ignored the natives who could vaguely hear screaming from a distance and controlled the drone to fly towards the lake.

However, in terms of natural law, the indigenous people have lived here for millions of years, and the valley is their home. Foreign tribes and unknown creatures have entered. The "buzzing" broken bird in the sky is particularly noisy. Naturally, they have to take up weapons to drive it away and protect their territory.

The shouts of the dwarfs attracted their companions to chase the buzzing birds in the sky. When they shot arrows before, they looked back with red feathers on their heads. On the halfway waist of the green hillside, a white T-shirt was particularly eye-catching.

The drone pulled up slightly and continued to fly towards the lake. Not long after, an indigenous village that seemed to have been back for thousands of years appeared in the camera.

Ji'an on the hillside was far away and covered by woods, and the round and pocket-sized thatched hut was covered with green leaves. He hadn't discovered that there was a village here just now.

Xiaoquan: "The house of the wild people is so cute."

The word "cute" has been discussed by many audiences. The indigenous thatched huts are indeed very distinctive. They are round and covered with green grass leaves and many flowers, making them look particularly small, like a semicircular bowl buckled on the ground. There are also circles of stones around the thatched hut, and I don’t know what it does.

"This tribe is likely not yet entering the iron civilization." One audience member said, and there was no metal product in the area where the drone flew past. Even in the center of the village, the bonfire, which was also surrounded by stones, was still emitting white smoke.

"What a magical feeling, there is such a primitive stone tribe."

"If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes on the live broadcast, I would have suspected that they were extras invited by the young man."

In fact, it is not impossible. Not to mention that similar tribes still exist in the South American rainforests, in Serengeti, whether modern civilization invaded primitive tribes depends entirely on the word "interest". All human activities in today's society must start from an economic perspective. If there were gold and diamond mines in this small mountain range, there would probably be trucks and excavators driving in fifty years ago. If there was no sufficient economic value, Serengeti had some open space and a population was not short of, so why would you mess with these indigenous people and just increase the financial burden of the government?

Therefore, the shrub tribe has long been discovered by the local government of Nansai State, but it still lives a purely natural and primitive life of collecting and hunting. Even when the parrots said they wanted to buy this place, the local government sold them together without thinking. It would be useless to keep them anyway.

"Oh, they also raise monkeys." The camera swept over, attracted by the buzzing sound of the drone, and a bare-ass black kid ran out of the round and thatched hut. A short-term baboon cub was riding on the neck of the little black kid, with his little claws grasping the curly and fluffy hair, and looked at the sky with the black kid. In addition, there were indeed many baboons in the village who were scrambling each other to catch insects by the drone and ran around, baring their teeth towards the sky.

"Anchor, I think this place is suitable for you, don't you really say hello?"

Observation team: "With the brother's language talent, I can chat with them soon."

"Haha, I'm looking forward to the scene where the guy and the natives eat melon seeds together."

"That's right, go, there's a reward."

"Anchor, if you hook up with a female native, I will reward you with a Buddha jumping over the wall."

I heard that the audience wanted to watch it, and more importantly, there were rewards. The anchor Fat Tiger was a little moved, but today it was not suitable. He and his drone were regarded as invaders. Now they went up to say hello, and they were definitely shot into a porcupine by the bush tribe with arrows.

The drone flew to the lake and chased a group of screaming savages behind him. Ji An looked at the clear water level line on the shore of the lake, and it was indeed connected to the outside.

The gap between underground rivers and groundwater is like soil blocks compared to gold. I think so, if there is groundwater, the local government would not have let go of such precious and scarce resources in the Serengeti.

After controlling the drone to return, Ji An was also preparing to retreat. He would also treat the wounds of the three brothers when he went back. He would come here to bring gifts to him next time he had time and hold up the banner of peace. Anyway, it was his place, so there was no need to hurry.

Unfortunately, Ji An's idea of ​​friendly diplomacy was soon shattered. The drone was halfway through, and a bunch of yelling dwarves rushed out of the woods at the foot of the hillside. Ji An didn't need to understand what they were shouting. Just holding a sharpened wooden pole and javelin at both ends in their hands, you would know that the person coming must be bad.

The first thing I found was that the white T-shirted red feathers on the hillside called out to my friend, and rushed to the front with a javelin, preparing to hunt a captive two-legged beast back to the village.

The drone was automatically recalled and Ji An didn't need to control it anymore. He turned back to the first perspective.

Seeing a bunch of dwarves rushing over with the guys, many of them patted their mouths and made a threatening sound of "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

"Brother, are they going to invite you back to the village for dinner?"

"I think I want to eat the guy."

"kkk~The anchor has become the ingredients now."

"Not necessarily, maybe I'm going to tie the guy up and go back to be my son-in-law."

"Yeah, fine skin and tender flesh, the native sister must like it."

Ji An was upset: "Which eye did you see my thin skin and tender flesh?"

Observation team: "Then let us see clearly if you take it off."

Ji An: "Do I want to look at my feet?"

Xiaoquan fist cheered: "Okay, okay."

Ji An: "..."

If they don't continue to argue with them, they are crowded and unscrupulous, he will always suffer losses every time. Ji An retreated to the hillside, while slowly putting away the drone flying back.

Not to mention that the dwarfs don’t have guns, even if they have one, Ji An wouldn’t be worried. In addition, he was wearing King Adi on his feet, so he was afraid that he would not be able to escape those barefoots?

After Ji An put the drone into the armor bag, he stuffed the fat tiger in and carried it up. The natives were able to see the white beast teeth inserted into their noses. Ji An turned around and it was almost time to withdraw.

The audience laughed strangely in the barrage: "Ahhahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha

"Anchor, look at their tins."

"It's thin and long, and tied around your waist. I think you can fight?"

"Puff hahahahahaha, I laughed and screamed."

Ji An couldn't help but raise the corner of his mouth. The dwarf was not really talented, and not everyone could wear a black snake like him.

Instead, they rolled the leaves into slender cones. For some reason, perhaps because of the custom, they used the "slim cones" as hats, covered them on the tins, and then tied them around their waists with straw ropes.
Chapter completed!