Chapter 538 8.56 Scorpion Tribe (4)

Chapter 538 56 Scorpion Tribe (4)

The caravan members entering the city were extremely excited. Read М

If you have a basic understanding of caravan merchants, it is not difficult to find that their lives are very similar to those of pirates.

Every time a pirate sails out of the port, no one knows whether they can get a chance to go ashore again. Therefore, every pirate knows how to enjoy themselves in time, and the gold coins in their pockets must be spent cleanly every time they dock at the port.

There are too many accidents that can happen on the ocean.

If a person dies and the money is not spent.

This is too much of a loss.

The same is true for caravan members.

Walking in the extremely risky black desert, every time entering a city, the caravan boss will advance a part of the salary. Although the amount is not much, it is enough for the caravan members to have a moment of happiness after entering the city.

No boss will save the gold coins until the end of the journey, because the average attrition rate of the caravan walking on this route is about 50%. 10 people set out from Alexandria, and it is lucky for 6 to return in the end.

It is normal for 5 to return.

It is not surprising that all the members died in the desert.

If someone died on the way back, it means that most of his efforts on the journey were for the benefit of others.

This outcome is unacceptable to most members.

The reason why the caravan members were so excited to see the oasis was not only because they were about to receive part of the reward, but more importantly because of the enthusiastic free women.

They did not need to spend any gold or silver to solve their physiological problems here.

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According to statistics made by Arab archons, the free people in the Black Desert were divided into five major tribes, among which the larger tribes were the Anubis tribe located in the "Mbia Oasis" and the Amon tribe located on the "Salt Water River".

The total population of the five major tribes was about 150,000 to 200,000.

They were divided in this vast sea of ​​sand that was as large as the Mediterranean Sea.

It is not difficult to find that this land can be called "deserted".

The sparse population brought many problems to the reproduction of offspring.

Thousands of years ago, when the pharaoh's rule was still continuing, inbreeding was the first choice of the royal family.

Mutation between people of the same species and surname can indeed produce extremely powerful individuals such as "Nefertiti" and "Ramses", but it is undeniable that it is an extremely low probability event.

In most cases, the offspring of close relatives have serious defects in intelligence and health.

The ancient Egyptian kingdom was able to quickly decline from a world hegemon to a mediocre kingdom, and was later completely destroyed by Rome. The pharaohs always wanted to gamble by "close relatives", which was one of the important driving forces.

Entering the Middle Ages, the prosperous trade activities in the Mediterranean business circle also brought new ideas to this blocked land. The free people were surprised to find that if they mated with foreign caravan members, the offspring born would be much better in height, strength, or life span than those in the same village.

Driven by Darwin's law, more and more free women will choose to keep the seeds of caravan members, hoping to blossom and bear fruit in their own bodies.

You know, these women are not prostitutes in brothels.

Most of them are married and have their own families. However, even so, the sparse population of desert residents makes most people have some of the same blood in their bodies.

Compared with a handful of green grass on the head, a healthy offspring with a strong body is undoubtedly more important.

On the other hand, the caravan members who have been in the bottom of society for a long time have no gold coins and no fixed residence.

Most of them have a certain degree of addiction to smoking and drugs, and no woman with a clean family will be interested in them.

If they want to solve their physiological problems without committing crimes, their only choice is to go to the slums and the group of elderly prostitutes who may not take a bath once in 3 months.

To a certain extent, these porters at the bottom of society want to "enjoy" a decent woman, and entering the black desert is their only chance.

The Scorpion Tribe is not the crowded Memphis City. The number of travelers entering and leaving the town throughout the year is rarely more than 1,000, so there is no special hotel for rest.

The usual way of the Hash Caravan is to distribute a certain amount of goods to the subordinates before entering the city, and then let the subordinates spontaneously find a place to spend the night. Most people (unless they are extremely ugly or physically disabled) can find a place to spend the night in groups of three or five.

As for whether or not you can have a romantic encounter, it depends on your ability.

Although most of the caravan members are desperate criminals with blood on their hands, no one dares to mess around in the village of the scorpion tribe.

In this village, even a dying old man has more than 20 ways to make people disappear without being noticed.

Any resident near the oasis is an expert in using poison.

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Not long after entering the city, the porters and laborers took away bags of food and cloth from the clerk "Gugar".

The newcomers followed the old man, and they each walked into the city to find a camping site for tonight.

The scholars gathered together and decided to go to the scorpion farm first after a brief discussion to find out whether there are any ancient books about scorpion herders. As for Lao Hashi and the backbone members of the caravan, they are most concerned about how to sell the more than 100 carts of goods.

Therefore, they deposited the carriage in the only inn in Langte Oasis and exchanged three batches of golden cloth for a private service.

The place Heath Blanche needed to go to was the next target point of the caravan, "Mbia Oasis". He had no interest in the dry free woman with dark yellow skin, so he led the guards to stay and wait.

Old Hash, security captain Sah, and the clerk in charge of recording the account books in the caravan went to the market by the lake together.

Loki scratched his hair with nothing to do and finally decided to go with them.

The missing memory in his brain made him unsure whether he had ever entered this village.

But for some reason, every blade of grass and every tree here, and even the buildings scattered by the lake, gave him a sense of déjà vu.

It seemed that he had seen it somewhere before.