Chapter 190 Bonfire Banquet

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The children were tired of playing and returned to their parents one by one.

A couple had just set up the tent. The man picked up the little girl lovingly and made her giggle in his arms with his prickly stubble. The woman standing beside them smiled with satisfaction. Suddenly she thought of something, wiped her hands and ran over to help prepare dinner.

Alas, I don’t know how the talks between the chief and the leader of the other side went, and I don’t know whether the war will end. Perhaps as soon as Lord Gel and the others leave, the people of Sky Island will immediately launch a counterattack, and then they will really have no choice but to fight to the death. He sincerely hopes that time can stay at this moment forever.

"Dad, you're holding me too tight. It hurts me."

It was not until he heard his daughter's complaints that he came to his senses. Just now, when he thought that he might die in the battle, he felt reluctant to leave his wife and children, and unconsciously hugged her too tightly.

"Ah, I'm sorry!"

"Boom~"

In the center of the camp, a huge bonfire suddenly started up, which scared the cranky man. Before he could react, the child in his arms struggled to run out, and gathered around the bonfire with other children, cheering and joining in the fun.

"It's time to eat!"

Following Fate's loud and powerful shout, one after another, the Shandian women came up carrying large basins of delicious food.

People from afar were already deeply attracted by the aroma, and their mouths were watering. Even the women who were helping out and serving the dishes couldn't help swallowing their saliva.

"Wait in line to get them. If you're not satisfied, there's more. Today we will definitely have enough. You can eat as much as you want. Adults, please watch over the children and make sure they don't overeat."

They originally wanted to help themselves, but seeing that everyone in Shandia looked so hungry, they were afraid that the situation would get out of control, so Gel and the chief had to let them queue up for food instead.

Order is necessary at all times.

"Hahahahaha!"

"Hey! So delicious! What is this?"

"Si Guoyi!"

Everyone who had eaten the food excitedly praised the deliciousness of the meal. Fate listened with great enjoyment, and the big spoon in his hand that was used to serve food to everyone became increasingly violent.

"Hahaha, it's delicious, right? If it's delicious, eat more! Come on!"

As he said this, he put a few large spoons on it.

Eat and drink

The bonfire party officially begins!

Men, women, young and old in the tribe gathered around the fire, singing and dancing to the beat of the music. The firelight danced on their faces, reflecting their simple and sincere smiles.

Without musical instruments, they rely on clapping and hitting anything that can make a sound to play rough and rhythmic music. The young guys naturally lead the fashionable dance steps, and the girls in the tribe sing the war songs that have been passed down in Shandia for many years.

Amidst the singing and laughter, the Shandia people expressed their awe of nature and their love and yearning for a better life in their most primitive way.

Biya also forced Ajin to join the dancing group, and the three followers were running after them. Mosan and Funi were also learning the unique dance steps of the Shandian people with great interest under the guidance of Ling.

Fate, Moria and Senior sat together and had a few drinks.

It's fun.

"I don't know what Kulokas and Barrett are eating."

As a chef, Fate naturally thought of the two crew members who stayed behind while eating.

"Heixixi, don't worry. The boss left so many things on the boat. They will cook and eat when they are hungry. Come on, continue drinking ours."

Moria smiled and raised his glass.

Gel set up a barbecue and slowly grilled skewers of meat, which he enjoyed very much while drinking the coconut milk, a specialty of Sky Island. Weevil sat beside him, holding a large bucket of food and scooping it into his mouth with big spoonfuls, but his eyes were fixed on the barbecue on the grill.

"Mr. Geer."

Gel turned around and saw that it was Ganfor and the chief. While chewing the barbecue in his mouth, he threw a handful of roasted meat skewers in his hand into Weeble's rice bucket, not leaving any for the two people. He was mainly worried that they would get stuck in their teeth due to their old age. This made the two old men so greedy that they drooled.

"What do you two think after reading this?"

Gur asked.

"Although I have only read a small part of it, I am already very shocked. The content of this book is really unheard of. It turns out that plant crops can be grown in this way. We were too ignorant before. Thank you very much for teaching us such a precious thing. We thank you for your generosity on behalf of all people living in the air."

After Ganfor finished speaking, the chief also bowed to Gel.

"Okay, stop with all this nonsense. It's just a few books. Realizing how stupid you were yesterday means you've made progress today. Um, tell me what you plan to do next."

Gel waved his hand casually and smiled.

"Mr. Gel, we Shandia are willing to give the people of Sky Island a certain amount of Spar, which is what the book calls soil, and edible crops grown on the island. Later, we will carefully observe their growth patterns, try to harvest seeds and learn how to sow them, expand the scale of planting, and after harvesting more seeds, we can also support some of the people of Sky Island, so as to deepen mutual exchanges and jointly maintain peace."

"I think we Sky Islanders can..."

The two of them were like primary school students whose homework was randomly checked by the teacher, and they began to express their respective opinions one after another.

Although for Geer, who has watched countless films, the measures they came up with were still too conservative, they were indeed more practical than before. After obtaining the implant technology, the original bottom line of both parties could be retreated several steps, and there was no need to argue over this topic again.

"It's still too conservative! The Sky Islanders just suffered a great defeat and their morale is low. No one dares to start a war again at this time. Even if they want to, it will be difficult to get support from others for the time being."

"The Shandians have just returned to Arpaiado, and they haven't yet protected the entire island as their private property. When they learn how to plant crops and understand the importance of land, it won't be so easy to make changes to get them to give up their interests. If we don't handle it well, disputes will arise again. So I think we should take advantage of this rare opportunity to make radical reforms and take bigger steps! If there are problems, I can help you...solve the problem-makers."

"Please elaborate, Mr. Geer."

When Captain Gill saw others asking for advice humbly, he would easily get carried away and start talking nonsense uncontrollably:

"Ahem, first of all, build a small town at the bridgehead connecting Arpaiodo to Angel Island, so that both tribes can communicate and live here freely and equally. Law enforcement, management, guarding and other power departments will be jointly appointed by both sides."

"The gap arises from lack of understanding and misunderstanding. Don't think about separating the two ethnic groups and managing and protecting them separately just because you are afraid of small conflicts. That will only make the two ethnic groups gradually move towards opposition. It is better to ease the gap than to block it. More contact, communication and mutual understanding are the right way.

But we must ensure fair enforcement of the law, and those who make mistakes, whether they are Sky Islanders or Shandians, will receive equal punishment."

"You two leaders, do you have any young masters in your family who take advantage of their fathers being the leaders to stir up trouble? If so, I have a plan. You just need to let him do whatever he wants and bully the people of another tribe at will. When the public is outraged, I will stand up for justice and arrest him and execute him on the spot in front of everyone!"

Gelby made a beheading gesture and said with a smile:

"Just one cut with the knife! Your prestige will be established immediately. If you don't have a biological son, a relative will do."

"S! Mr. Geer, this is a brilliant plan!"

The two old foxes thought it over carefully in their minds and first made sure that they did not have such a younger generation. Then they praised the plan while looking at each other with ill intentions, sincerely hoping that the other party's family could contribute such a person.

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