Chapter 281 You Are Different From Others, Please Have Mercy!

The Apocalypse spacecraft still landed.

Lin Yang landed in the empty open area amid confusion and the panic in the eyes of everyone in this primitive tribe.

As the spacecraft landed, although the entire tribe was in panic, a few men quickly approached and saluted to the spacecraft.

Kneel down and pay homage!

The leader was a skinny old man, who seemed to be the leader or the highest-ranking person of the tribe.

Under his leadership, everyone shouted towards the spacecraft: "Welcome to the Lord God!"

Lin Yang watched the performance of these people in the spacecraft. It was almost certain that they had seen other aliens who had arrived many times and had contact with them, so seeing the spacecraft was not unfamiliar to them.

It's just that this kind of contact is obviously not friendly, and the status of the two parties is completely unequal.

It can be seen from the name and performance that the people of this tribe are in awe of the aliens who arrived in the spaceship.

"I wonder what the aliens who came before did to this tribe to make them so scared." Lin Yang said softly.

Although he felt strange about the title Lord Shangshen, he quickly figured it out.

It is easy to understand that a primitive civilization with such a backwardness would mistake it for gods when seeing something beyond its time such as a spaceship.

Then, he opened the hatch and prepared to communicate with the people of this tribe.

As for safety issues?

Just kidding, not to mention the frightened looks of these people, they don't look like they dare to offend the people on the spaceship, not to mention the weapons in the Apocalypse spacecraft are not vegetarian.

For such a backward civilization, let alone high-tech weapons, even an ordinary pistol can slaughter this entire primitive tribe.

When they saw the spacecraft opening the hatch, several people led by the old man knelt down and worshiped again. The old man also said again: "Lord God, please forgive me. I didn't know that you suddenly came, and our sacrifices have not grown yet. Please give us more." a little time."

Hearing this sentence again, Lin Yang glanced at the women who were protecting their children behind them, and understood something.

The sacrificial objects the old man mentioned were most likely young children from the tribe.

Seeing their nervous expressions, Lin Yang said directly: "You don't have to panic, I'm not here to collect the sacrifices."

As soon as these words came out, everyone in the tribe was obviously relieved.

While relaxing, the old man said respectfully: "Thank you, Lord God, for your forgiveness and mercy. You came suddenly, but do you have any other instructions?"

Lin Yang shook his head: "You don't have to be afraid. I'm just passing by here. Also, I'm not the so-called Lord God in your mouth."

Hearing this, the old man was obviously very surprised. He subconsciously raised his head slightly, his eyes full of doubts and disbelief, and murmured: "You are riding a flying thing, how could you not be the Lord God?"

Others in the tribe also looked shocked.

Hearing this, Lin Yang instantly understood why they called him Lord God as soon as they came up.

Dare because he and the aliens who appeared in this tribe before came in a spaceship, making them mistakenly think that they were the aliens who came before.

Immediately, Lin Yang stopped talking and asked directly: "Have you seen this kind of spaceship and the people on it before?"

His question made the old man and others a little confused, but they still nodded and said: "Yes, Lord God will come regularly."

As he spoke, the old man seemed to have thought of something, and he bravely said, "Please forgive me. You said you are not our Lord God. Are you other Lord Gods from the Lord God's tribe?"

"This... you can understand it this way first." Lin Yang pondered for a moment and replied.

For the people of this tribe, he and those who came here before are aliens, and there is nothing wrong with understanding them this way.

"Thank you, Lord God, for clarifying my doubts." The old man bowed again.

"You guys get up first, I have a few questions to ask."

Lin Yang saw them still kneeling on the ground and asked them to get up first, then asked a few relevant questions.

Following the old man's answer, Lin Yang understood the basic situation here.

As he had guessed before, other aliens had come here, and they would come every few years to collect sacrifices.

And the sacrifices are those children!

Children over twelve years old!

Each time, this tribe must sacrifice at least ten children over the age of twelve but under the age of eighteen in exchange for the protection of the alien civilization.

It was said to be shelter, but in fact it was just that the other party did not attack the tribe and did not provide them with any substantial help.

It's just that for their backward tribal civilization, not attacking them is the greatest protection.

After learning these basic facts, Lin Yang understood why the people in this tribe were so frightened after seeing the spaceship just now.

For them, every arrival of a spaceship is a nightmare.

This means that at least ten tribal children will be taken away.

In fact, for a large tribe with thousands of people, the loss of ten children is not unacceptable.

After all, in the barbaric era, many children died every year.

But I can’t stand it at all. The alien civilization will come to collect it every few years.

And every time, the children with the best physique and health among the tribe are selected.

This undoubtedly cut off the future of the entire tribe.

In this barbaric era, taking away the best-fit children meant that the tribe's hope of strength and rise was taken away.

Without outstanding descendants to inherit and carry forward, the tribe will only become weaker and weaker.

If things go on like this, they will get closer and closer to destruction.

There was simply no hope for this tribe.

"No wonder everyone here only has numbness and despair in their eyes, even the children." Lin Yang sighed.

Obviously, the alien civilization used this place as a slave supply ground and came to collect it regularly.

This behavior is no different from the pig farms and livestock farms on Blue Star.

It's just a pasture to provide them with quality teenage slaves.

As for the future and life and death of this tribe, they don't care.

When the squeeze reaches a point where it can no longer be squeezed, you can find another backward planet to continue the squeeze.

To be honest, this is worse than turning the people here into slaves at once.

Being sold as slaves is only painful once.

But here, the tribesmen have to endure double physical and mental pressure.

There is no hope of escape, only endless despair.

The entire tribe smelled of decline.

"Lord Shangshen, can you please help us beg for mercy from our Lord Shangshen? Collection once every few years is too frequent, and our children have no time to grow up."

Suddenly, the old man looked at Lin Yang, spoke with pleading, and then knelt down again.

Lin Yang fell silent for a moment. Looking at the old man's pleading eyes, he remained silent for a long time and said slowly:

"Since you also know that I am also a member of the so-called Gods tribe in your mouth, and you still say that, aren't you afraid that I will turn around and tell your Gods that you think their behavior of collecting sacrifices is too much and will lead to punishment? "

The old man looked firmly and said: "Lord God, I can feel that you are different from other gods. Please have mercy on me!"

Please refresh this chapter later. It was written in a hurry and is being overhauled!