There is a large long table in the center of the reception room.

Sitting on each side of the long table are 16 men whose clothing styles are completely different from those of Britannias.

These 32 people are the chiefs of the 32 tribes of the mountain barbarians, that is, the Lake people.

After the guards opened the door, the man who was Su Cheng's translator today rushed into the reception room and shouted in Lake language:

"Su Cheng, the leader of the Michael Knights, has arrived!"

As the loud shout ended, the 32 clan leaders unanimously turned their attention to Su Cheng, who entered the room with his hands behind his back and a smile on his face.

There is respect, indifference, and disdain in these eyes...

Su Cheng didn't pay attention to the various looks from the patriarchs. His face was filled with a gentle smile, and he walked towards the head seat of the long table while greeting the patriarchs:

"Everyone, I'm sorry for waiting for so long. The lunch dishes will be served soon. Let's have a wonderful lunch together."

"Okay, okay."

As soon as Su Cheng finished speaking, one of the clan leaders said in an extremely impatient and impolite tone:

"Stop talking about whether these are available or not! Hurry up and serve the food! I'm starving!"

After learning what the patriarch was saying from the translator, Lei Meng, who was following Su Cheng and acting as Su Cheng's bodyguard today, subconsciously wanted to refute the man who respected him the most.

Very rude guy.

But as soon as he opened his mouth, Raymond remembered Su Cheng's reminder to him just now. Su Cheng had just reminded him to restrain himself today and not to make any mistakes.

Raymond recalled Su Cheng's reminder to him. After hesitating for a while, he obediently shut his mouth and decided to let this rude guy go.

Compared to Raymond's anger, Su Cheng's reaction was much calmer.

This guy's extremely rude words just now did not make any ripples in Su Cheng's mood and emotions.

Su Cheng continued to maintain the gentle smile on his face, walked to the main table of the long table, and sat down on it.

Raymond and the translator were on both sides of Su Cheng.

Raymond stood on the left side of Su Cheng, with his head held high and his eyes fixed. Although he was not wearing armor or carrying a sword, his aura of a fierce general who could ride a thousand horses was still exuding from his body.

It made many clan leaders present secretly fearful.

Just as Su Cheng said just now, as soon as Su Cheng took his seat, carefully prepared dishes were presented one after another, filling most of the long table.

Mountain barbarians whose civilization is still in the tribal period have never seen such a level of delicacies.

Plate after plate of exquisite dishes exuding alluring aromas was served, making people salivate.

The patriarchs can't swallow saliva as fast as they can produce saliva.

Su Cheng looked elegant and raised his right hand in a "please" gesture: "Heads of the clan, please."

As soon as the translator translated Su Cheng's words, the clan leaders launched a fierce and large-scale "attack" on the food on the table like hungry tigers pouncing on food.

The mountain barbarians did not use utensils to eat, but ate with their hands. After a while, all the clan leaders had their hands full of greasy food.

While having lunch with the mountain barbarian clan leaders, Su Cheng silently observed each clan leader.

The two middle-aged men closest to Su Cheng, sitting on the left and right sides of Su Cheng, are the focus of Su Cheng's observation at this time.

The middle-aged man sitting on the right side of Su Cheng is Nalu, the chief of the Helai tribe.

The middle-aged man sitting on the left side of Su Cheng is Ladao, the leader of the Kelan tribe.

The Helai tribe and the Kolan tribe are the two most powerful and powerful tribes among the 32 mountain barbarian tribes.

The chiefs of the two tribes are also famous and powerful warriors among the mountain barbarian tribes.

At the same time, these two tribes are also feuding, and they did not stop during lunch, constantly casting hateful and provocative glances at their enemies sitting opposite.

While silently observing the clan leaders, Su Cheng thought to himself:

Sure enough, as the intelligence said, there is a black dot tattooed under the corner of each of their eyes, which should be their so-called totem...

The mountain barbarians, that is, the Lake people, have a very special tattoo culture.

Among the Lake people, there is a very noble professional warrior.

All men among the Lakers, without exception, aspire to become a qualified, real warrior.

The conditions for becoming a warrior are very strict. Only those who successfully hunt 3 large prey or kill a warrior of an enemy tribe can qualify to become a warrior.

Everyone who is qualified to become a warrior must tattoo their Lake totem on their face, which is a black dot under the corner of each eye.

Only after you have a totem tattooed on your face can you be considered a true warrior.

In other words, the way to tell whether a Lake man is a warrior is very simple, just look at whether he has a totem tattooed on his face.

According to the rules of the Lake people, only warriors are qualified to become the tribe leader.

When observing the clan leaders, Su Cheng discovered that it was indeed as stated in the intelligence. Every clan leader, without exception, had a totem symbolizing a warrior tattooed on their face.

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Today's lunch is actually just a side dish before the big meal.

Today's real main course is taking the 32 clan leaders to the Avalon Fortress and the Michael Knights' military camp this afternoon, and tonight's dinner.

After everyone had lunch and rested for a while, Su Cheng led the clan leaders to start this afternoon's itinerary.

The first stop is the urban area of ​​Avalon Fortress.

Avalon Fortress is not only a military fortress with iron walls, but also a prosperous city.

Although it is not as good as Baidi City, the capital of the Northern Territory, in terms of prosperity, Avalon Fortress ranks high in the entire Northern Territory.

After leaving the headquarters of the Michael Knights and entering the urban area of ​​Avalon Fortress, the clan leaders felt overwhelmed.

Compared with their extremely dirty and smelly tribe, the streets of Avalon Fortress were so neat and beautiful that they could hardly imagine, and they didn't know how to describe it in words.

"How many people are there..." one of the clan leaders murmured.

Su Cheng noticed that the person who made this murmur was the leader of the Lago tribe, Char.

The Lago tribe is also the most powerful tribe among the 32 mountain barbarian tribes, and its strength is second only to the Helai tribe and the Kolan tribe.

The busy scene of traffic in the urban area shocked all the mountain barbarian clan leaders.

After hearing this question from Char, Su Cheng smiled and explained to Char...or to all the mountain barbarian clan leaders who were shocked by this busy scene:

"Avalon Fortress now has a total of 500,000 residents, but this is nothing. The population of our Britannia Empire is far more prosperous than the Avalon Fortress. There are countless cities. The largest city in our empire is the Imperial Capital.

Pendragon has a total population of over one million, and its prosperity is more than 10 times that of our Avalon Fortress."

Having said this, Su Cheng paused and then continued:

"Ah, by the way, the total population of our Britannia Empire is more than 80 million."

"More than 880 million?!" Char exclaimed.

Char shook a few times and looked like he was about to faint.

In fact, many clan leaders were like Char. After hearing the number "more than 80 million", their whole bodies were so frightened that they couldn't help but shake a few times.
Chapter completed!