Su Xiao looked at the elder native; the other party was clearly trying to pull him into the native faction, and faction favorability had already appeared.
Previously, the world introduction mentioned a point: to avoid communication with void creatures, as they are mostly unstable structures.
Those insect tribes are clearly void creatures; this was evident from their data.
As for whether the red-skinned natives are void creatures, Su Xiao still couldn’t be sure. From the data, it doesn’t seem so; these red-skinned natives should be the aboriginals of this planet, while the void insect clan might be foreign invaders.
Moreover, not communicating with void creatures was just one side of Reincarnation Paradise’s story, which could be viewed as a warning. Su Xiao had to verify the actual situation personally.
Since there was a possibility of communicating with the red-skinned natives, Su Xiao would of course seize the opportunity, but he also needed to be cautious, as he had killed several red-skinned natives in the war.
"How do I leave the red soil area?"
Currently, what Su Xiao cares about most is the retreat route. Even if he communicates with the red-skinned natives, he must first prepare a retreat route.
Su Xiao spoke, and the elderly native adorned with feather ornaments stepped forward.
"Foreign adventurer, just keep walking towards the direction of the sun, and you will exit the red soil area."
"The direction of the sun?"
Su Xiao felt that there was something wrong with this statement.
"Yes, the direction of the sun. All of our paths are guided by the sun, but of course, this requires a little tool."
The elder native detached a pendant from his waist, an item shaped like a compass, somewhat similar to the compass Jack had in ’Pirates of the Caribbean.’
Su Xiao guessed that this might be a tool similar to a compass.
The meaning from the other side was already very clear: food and water could be given for free, but this compass could not.
"Foreign strong one, you may call me Bar, but may I know your name?"
The elder native Bar gave the impression of an old fox; although outwardly calm, he was actually constantly probing Su Xiao’s background and never mentioned the price for that compass.
As a rule, Su Xiao used a pseudonym. The name Bai Ye had already become a habit, and the reason Su Xiao used this name was to reduce incongruity.
If he used a name like Zhang Tiedan, and once he did something significant in the Derivative World, other Contractors would quickly find out; the name would be too incongruent.
"Bai Ye, hmm~, why don’t you come to my tribe for a rest?"
Old Bar wore an enthusiastic smile, his face covered in wrinkles, like a blooming chrysanthemum.
Su Xiao hesitated for a moment, looking around at the number of red-skinned natives. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ 𝘯𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘭•𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦•𝘯𝘦𝘵
There were thousands of natives around. If he was ambushed upon entering the other party’s tribe, it would be troublesome.
However, the current favorability is: Friendly (21/500). As long as there isn’t a huge change, the red-skinned natives wouldn’t ambush Su Xiao.
Even if they were to ambush Su Xiao, the favorability would rapidly drop beforehand, which would serve as a warning.
A red gemstone slid down from his sleeve into his palm; it was a Philosopher’s Stone. With this Philosopher’s Stone, he could make alchemical bombs and potions at any time.
He decided to take a trip to the natives’ tribe. To forcibly seize that compass from the natives was evidently impossible, but he could use other methods to obtain it.
Su Xiao could infer from Bar’s tone that the other party could give him this compass, but it would require some price.
Old Bar led the way in front, accompanied by dozens of natives.
The tribe was some distance away. Su Xiao rode on Bu Bu Wang for half an hour, yet still didn’t see where Old Bar’s tribe was located.
This was normal; no one would want a war happening near their headquarters. If a war broke out near their headquarters, the extinction of the red-skinned natives wouldn’t be far.
After forty minutes, a wisp of smoke appeared ahead. Su Xiao noticed that the nearby natives all quickened their pace, as if they hadn’t returned here for a long time.
"Dutamon, kaseteseni! (Unknown language)"
A female’s shout echoed from a distance, and the nearby tribe began to bustle.
It was a large tribe, with stone houses scattered everywhere, though simple, they shielded against wind and rain.
The few dozen natives behind Old Bar shouted excitedly, but none dared to walk ahead of him.
"Tetema bai (Unknown language)."
Seemingly with Old Bar’s approval, the natives dashed eagerly towards the tribe, barefooted.
Hundreds of female natives emerged from the tribe, some jubilant, others disappointed.
From the expressions of these female natives, Su Xiao deduced that the tribe implemented monogamy or a similar system.
Su Xiao also noticed something peculiar: all the female natives had several children.
Some were carrying two in their arms, two on their backs, and five or six trailing behind.
In terms of age, these children formed three age groups, meaning every birth by these female natives resulted in two to three offspring.
"Tuyge Rina (Unknown language)."
A young male native ran up to Old Bar, chest puffed out, seemingly proud.
Old Bar smiled, patting the young native on the shoulder.
Su Xiao couldn’t comprehend the natives’ language, and Old Bar noticed this, offering to translate.
"His wife gave birth to fifteen children. He is a true warrior with excellent bloodline."
Su Xiao thought he misheard. Can humans really give birth to fifteen children at once? Despite the red-skinned natives’ strong physiques, their overall structure is humanlike.
"You seem a bit skeptical. Let me show you."
It seemed Su Xiao’s doubt was intolerable, as even the sly Bar displayed anger.
"No need. Let’s discuss the main business."
"No, this is the main business."
Old Bar glanced at the young native beside him, speaking a string of words.
The young native flushed with anger, glaring at Su Xiao before rushing back into the tribe.
Before long, the young native led a female native out, both carrying several infants, totaling fifteen.
"See, I said fifteen, and there are indeed fifteen. Look at their robustness, the size of their frames; they are bound to be excellent warriors in the future."
Old Bar seemed to transform into a breeding farm manager, enthusiastically introducing their high-quality breeding stock to Su Xiao.
No wonder Old Bar and the young native reacted this way; the red-skinned natives and void insect clan had been at war for hundreds of years. The insect clan’s strategy was always overwhelming numbers. Without countermeasures, the red-skinned natives would face extinction.
The red-skinned natives’ solution was breeding; red-skinned females gave birth to 2 to 5 offspring per pregnancy, which was a normal count.
Female natives started bearing children at 16 and continued until ages 30 to 35, indicating a substantial number of offspring.
With strong physiques and reproductive capabilities, the Yasenman Tribe withstood the insect clan’s onslaught and even launched counterattacks.
Any race surviving in the red soil area wouldn’t be easy to annihilate.
Furthermore, the Yasenman Tribe possessed an unknown method, producing stronger warriors, albeit with obvious side effects.
The result was a loss of most senses, turning them bloodthirsty, cold, and rigid.
Su Xiao had already encountered the products of this method in combat.