The night passed uneventfully. With Da Bao crying so much, Fang Er didn't have the energy to do anything else.
When morning came, and he woke up from his sweet dream, he was stunned!
Simultaneously, he roared in his mind, "System, you've gone too far!"
What a load of crap about a sweet dream, he'd been dragged down by that half-system again~
Damn brainwave synchronization, could it be any more troublesome?
But in the room deep within his mind, System Big Sister sat on the sofa, whistling casually while enjoying a full-body massage from the other half of the system, completely ignoring him~
Fang Er was furious!
Just as he took out clean clothes, Da Bao beside him opened his eyes.
Seeing his actions and then looking at the mattress beneath him, she immediately covered her mouth in surprise.
"Oh my god, you wet the bed too?"
Fang Er's face darkened like the bottom of a pot. Would anyone believe him if he said he didn't wet the bed?
He couldn't wash himself clean even if he jumped into the Yellow River!
He could only brace himself and say, "I drank too much water yesterday, and I was too tired to wake up~"
"Oh, then don't move, I'll help you change~" Da Bao, without a doubt, picked up the clothes and proactively helped Fang Er change.
He, who should have been very sensitive, was like a saint at this moment, completely composed and unfazed.
No matter how Da Bao maneuvered him, he didn't feel any unusual emotions.
This feeling bothered him greatly!
He was only twenty years old~
How would he live his life from now on~
Depressed, Fang Er hadn't figured out how to vent his overwhelming negative emotions when System Big Sister's song echoed in his mind.
"Ha ha ha, my friend, there's news about what you're looking for!"
Just as Da Bao was helping him with his pants, a figure suddenly burst in from the doorway. It was the tribal chief, that old rascal.
Here, there wasn't much privacy between people. Swapping wives was commonplace.
In their view, knocking on doors was completely unnecessary~
The grass huts were merely for shelter from wind and rain.
Looking at the wet clothes discarded to the side, the chief's smile revealed a mouth full of black teeth. Yes, they were indeed black!
"Aisi ODI MI, well done! If you give birth to offspring for your friend soon, you will be the holy maiden of our tribe!"
Da Bao puffed out her chest, proudly rubbed her assets against Fang Er's arm, and then looked up at him.
"I definitely will!"
Fang Er: ......
How did this even turn into a holy maiden?
However, what the chief said when he entered earlier left him no time to consider this. He quickly asked.
"Friend, where is the thing I want?"
The chief immediately said excitedly, "The temple! Walk west from here for a three-day journey. The Black Wolf tribe said someone there has seen what you want!"
Huh?
There's a temple in this primitive place?
But that wasn't important anymore. What was important was that he had finally gotten news about the passage device!
"Since that's the case, I'll take someone to have a look. Thank you for your hospitality these past few days!"
Fang Er cupped his hands in thanks.
The chief was stunned for a moment, then seemed to understand that this was some kind of etiquette.
So, he imitated Fang Er, cupped his hands, and smiled, "Ha ha ha, you are already a friend of our tribe. Whenever you come, this will always be your home!"
After speaking, he pointed at Da Bao and said, "However, if you're leaving, I hope you take Aisi ODI MI with you."
"When you have children in the future, I hope he can return to inherit my position!"
Fang Er was petrified at this. What on earth was going on?
Giving him a woman, and then asking his son to come back to be a primitive?
What was he thinking?
But soon, he understood.
Da Bao stepped forward and gave the chief a deep hug: "Dear father, you must take good care of yourself. I will definitely bring back your heir!"
She was the chief's daughter~!
So, he had unintentionally gained another father-in-law?
"Ha ha ha, it's getting late, you should set off soon. The tribe has prepared some food for you to take on the road."
The chief laughed heartily and walked outside.
Outside the grass hut, primitive people were gathered in an open space. Among them, some dry, unidentifiable meat jerky was piled up.
In this uncivilized place, this jerky was something extremely precious to the entire tribe!
In the spirit of reciprocity, Fang Er exchanged ten thousand catties of high-yield wheat seeds from the system and left them behind.
"Friend, here are some seeds. Plant them when the weather cools down a bit."
"Next year, everyone in the tribe will be able to eat their fill~"
The primitive landscape was incredibly fertile. After planting these seeds, they required very little care to yield satisfactory results.
Farming was not unfamiliar to the primitive people here.
When he arrived, Fang Er had noticed signs of artificial cultivation outside the tribe, and they were growing corn!
However, the yield was so low it was heartbreaking. On a single cob, it was good if there were a few dozen kernels of corn~
The chief looked at the pile of seeds, which was like a small mountain, and his face turned as red as a monkey's backside, rendering him speechless.
"Fri-friend, you are a forever friend of the Balabu tribe!"
Saying that, he took out a golden object from his embrace and stuffed it into Fang Er's hand.
"Take this to the temple, and the prophet will surely treat you well!"
Fang Er looked at the object in his hand and was greatly shocked. This was a nugget of gold!
Furthermore, it had signs of artificial engraving, seemingly some kind of mark.
Needless to say, this must be a token of communication between their different primitive tribes.
Satisfied, Fang Er accepted the nugget of gold. After bidding farewell to the chief, the helicopter slowly ascended amidst their worshipful gazes, heading westward.
With Da Bao guiding the way, they set off in the morning and arrived at the temple the chief had mentioned by noon.