As for law enforcement, it's even simpler.

Conflicts that break out on any side will still be under the control of that side. This can also curb the sense of superiority of the players on the earth to a certain extent, thus maintaining this balance.

Thinking of this, Sumo raised his head and looked at Huang Xiong, who was looking worried.

"The conditions given to Wild Wolf before were the conditions finally decided upon by the village. You only have these two choices."

"But out of satisfaction with your attitude and pity for the Desolate Bone Tribe, as the lord, I can now give you a third option on top of this."

"Lord, please speak!" Realizing that something was going on, Huang Xiong quickly bent down and bowed, his body almost perpendicular to the pile.

"The Barren Bone Tribe is still rooted in the fifth floor area, but I will provide you with a start-up capital to establish the second village in Tianyuan Territory. Barren Bone Village."

"I will instruct the village's Work Administration to assign some jobs to Barren Bone Village, but you don't have to think too much about the salary. A hard day's work will only cover the cost of two meals a day."

"Salary?!"

When I first heard this term, it was only spoken by gophers, foundations and caravans.

Huang Xiong's eyes widened, and a gleam of light suddenly burst out from his dim eyes.

He forcibly suppressed his joy and continued to bend down until he reached the maximum angle before raising his head: "Lord, I need to discuss this with my clansmen."

"Okay, I'll give you five minutes."

From the performance of Huangxiong, we can basically see the results.

In fact, this is indeed a formality.

It was only after he gathered the women, children, and men with various injuries together that he finished explaining the latest recruitment policy.

The small Barren Bone Tribe had already begun to burst into cheers.

Of course, these refugees don't care about the prospects of establishing villages and continuing to develop.

They only care about having two full meals after working hard for one day.

I'm afraid this kind of treatment is the same in Gopher Man's bunker, right?

"Lord, Huang Xiong is willing to offer you the most pious loyalty."

"We accept your conditions and are willing to contribute to the development of Tianyuan Territory."

Huangxiong stepped forward respectfully, placed the slightly rusty iron pipe rifle on the ground, and bowed back.

Refugees from other tribes followed suit and stepped forward to throw out their weapons.

Among them, the slingshot that disrupted the drone was also thrown down by a skinny child with his tongue hanging out.

But looking at his expression, it seemed that he was quite reluctant to part with his "weapon".

"Except for fire weapons, you can keep other homemade weapons. After all, my people can't protect your safety 24 hours a day."

Somo coughed lightly and called to the refugees to take back a large pile of rags.

The fifth floor area is close to the Wanli Mountains. Although nothing has been dropped there yet, there is a chance that enemies will suddenly attack one night.

Coupled with their innate hunting experience, it would be a waste to abandon this skill completely.

"What's your name?"

Crouching in front of the boy holding the slingshot, Somo asked softly.

"Slingshot, others call me Little Slingshot, Lord Lord."

The boy didn't look worried, he just put his hands behind his back a little shyly.

"Little Slingshot? Where's your original name?"

"Original name?"

"My father died before I was born. This is the name my mother gave me."

His eyes glanced at a somewhat embarrassed middle-aged woman behind him, with some confusion on his face.

In the post-war era, few people use convoluted names anymore.

Only the big shots still retained the habits of the pre-war era and liked to give themselves formal names that did not sound impressive at all.

What's more, after the era of cultural education, most people can only speak and have completely forgotten how to write.

It is so convenient to be able to use the objects around you as your own pronouns.

"Okay, are you familiar with the western suburbs of Qinggang City, near Pingtan Bunker?"

The little Slingshot, who was thin, dark, short, and looked malnourished, nodded quickly.

"Western suburbs? Lord, I often go to catch rats in the sewers over there. They are so fat!"

"Sewer?" Sumo was slightly surprised: "Are you familiar with the structure of the sewer over there?"

"Yes, before I caught all the mice, I also found a blue carpet mushroom fruit. Hiss, the patriarch used it in exchange for the whip ox!"

Pointing at the old whip ox behind him, Little Slingshot patted his chest.
Chapter completed!