Shen Yuanhao looked at Cunte and nodded slightly, "I understand the Governor's plan a bit, to use this kind of doping to control the Yinchorri people."
"I think he definitely doesn't just want to make the Yinchorri people addicted to drugs, otherwise he wouldn't set up a special department to study it." Cunte took out a cigar from the box behind him and gave it to Shen Yuanhao as he spoke.
Shen Yuanhao easily clamped the cigar with two fingers, frowned and said, "Isn't this stuff stuffed?"
"I haven't researched the ingredients to be added. These are ordinary cigars, a specialty of Zaolu City. The reason why the Yinchorri people have such a big reaction to cigars is their physiological structure. A gland reacts violently to nicotine," said Cunter, "Speaking of which, good skill, are you a soldier?"
"Accountant." Shen Yuanhao lit a cigar for himself and took a deep breath.
"Accountant? You don't look like an accountant, do you? It's true that you have experienced many battles. Judging by the scars on your face, you may have more on your body." Cun Te laughed dumbly.
"I used to kill someone, but later that person collapsed, so I was forced to take an accounting certificate, and even went to an accounting school to teach." Shen Yuanhao replied very flatly.
"It's a good job for you to change your career..." Cunte didn't know what to say for a while.
The spaceship landed in a Yinchorri city, Juha walked over and grabbed a Yinchorri warrior, shouting loudly: "Take someone to watch over this spaceship for me! Whoever dares to go Grab the things above, don't blame me for being rude!!"
Then he said to Cunte: "Let's go! Meet our chief!!"
"This is the Yuha tribe. You are also called Yuha, but you are not the chief here?" Cunte asked.
"I am in charge of battle! The chief is in charge of knowledge!!" Juha left a sentence and led them to the city hall in the center of the city.
The city buildings of the Yinchorri generally do not exceed three floors. This is because they are sparsely populated and the planet has a vast area, so there is no pressure on the land. Coupled with the lack of materials on Planet Yinchorr, there are no extra resources to build high-rise buildings.
The three-story city hall is already the tallest building in the city, but it is made of a material that is a mixture of metal and stone powder, which is very strong.
In the town hall, the village met some unusual Yinchorri people.
Different from other Yinchorris who are five big and three thick, the Yinchorris here are all weak and small, and they also wear robes instead of armor, and most of them wear lenses on their eyes. They are either reading books, browsing the web, or reviewing documents.
"This is our chief, the wise man in charge of knowledge." Juha introduced, then walked over to chat with one of the wise men, and handed them a box of cigars.
Soon, the city hall was filled with smoke, and those wise men lit their cigars and smoked.
"I always thought the Yinchorri were all the kind with brains full of muscles," George Cadass whispered behind Cunte.
"The Yinchorri can be regarded as a rudimentary Interstellar Civilization, and their technology is even a little higher than that of the Yam'rii. The brain is full of muscles, but they can't make it this far." Cunte said.
Over there, the wise men were smoking cigars and getting high, but instead of fighting, they laughed and sang and danced there.
After a while, Juha came over and told them, "The chief said as long as these cigars pass the test, then it's fine! Now, tell me what do you want?"
Cun Te said with a faint smile: "Zam's next action plan is to raid a shipyard in a nearby System, right?"
Juha's face changed, and he became vigilant, "This is none of your business!"
"Don't worry, I know that the Yinchorri people have now established a war alliance. You always do this when you carry out large-scale wars abroad. Put aside your personal grievances for the time being, and take unified action on the premise of the entire Yinchorri race. And I also have no interest in stopping your expansion, I only care about your spoils, because I can only get the payment if you get the spoils." Cunte said.
Juha thought for a while, went over to discuss with those wise men, walked over and said: "We are going to attack a shipyard! We can get a batch of spaceships there! But you don't want to know more specific information!"
"That's enough. After capturing this shipyard, you can take the spaceship away casually, but the shipyard must be handed over to me." Cunte said, "In return, I can supply you with cigars for a long time, which is absolutely enough."
"After the shipyard is captured, it will be the common property of our Yinchorri people! Neither Zam nor our Juha tribe has the right to deal with it alone!" Juha said.
"Hehe...Of course, you won't let me give it to you just after you take down the shipyard. Don't worry, Zam won't be strong forever. You just need to win the opportunity to be stationed in the shipyard. When he is unable to control the overall situation, that is when you hand over the shipyard to me, how about it? This is a very distant thing, so now, a large number of cigars are placed in front of you and provided for free." Cun Te said.
Juha thought for a while, "Okay then! That's it! You can't miss a single cigar!!"
"No problem. This time I brought 500,000 cigars. There are 12,000 people in your tribe, which is enough for you to smoke for a long time." Cun Te smiled.
Juha lit himself a cigar and smiled grimly.
That night, Juha brought a dozen of his men, cigars in their mouths, rushed to another nearby Yinchorri tribe to challenge them, and then beat down all the warriors who came to fight.
He didn't have the slightest thought of committing a crime. In short, if I have the ability to beat you now, then I definitely won't wait until tomorrow.
The Yinchorris have a special physique. They are not without stimulants, and some people often use spices, but there is really no such strong effect as cigars.
In the next few days, Juha beat up several surrounding tribes one by one by relying on cigars and regained some of the domineering when he returned to the former capital city of Tol Kashorn.
There is a tacit understanding in their fights with each other, that is, to fight with bare hands, absolutely without weapons. For the Yinchorris, tribal challenges and wars are trivial matters.
But now the real big event for the Yinchorri people has been placed in front of Tang Xiao's table.
Zam's holographic projection appeared in Tang Xiao's communicator. He roared and said, "I need a spaceship! The Fourth Group! Give me a spaceship! Want it now! Use our spoils as collateral!"