67: Chapter 67 Rescuing Our Fellow Countrymen! They Come from the Civilized World?

"D-don't... don't come any closer..."

A young girl in a pink hoodie, who looked only eighteen or nineteen, saw Qin Yu's blood-stained figure walking towards them step by step. Her face turned deathly pale with fright, and she involuntarily shrank back.

In her eyes, this man was a hundred times more terrifying than those savage, blood-drinking primitives!

The indifference and brutality emanating from his very bones, which treated life as worthless grass, made her soul tremble with fear!

Qin Yu's footsteps did not falter in the slightest.

He completely ignored the girl's fear and walked straight to the wooden stakes of the sacrificial altar.

The sharp saber-toothed tiger fang dagger was drawn from its sheath, a cold glint flashing.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

The tough vines binding the survivors were severed with a sound.

Over a dozen survivors finally regained their freedom.

Most of them, weakened from prolonged binding and terror, collapsed to the ground, their legs giving way, gasping for breath in ragged heaves.

Qin Yu looked down from above, using his Totem Eye to carefully examine this batch of "spoils of war" before him.

Thirteen people in total.

Eight men and five women.

Judging by their clothing and appearance, they seemed to be a group of tourists from all over the world.

T-shirts, jeans, windbreakers, sneakers... these garments of modern civilization looked utterly out of place in this savage, prehistoric rainforest.

Everyone was in terrible condition, covered in wounds, their clothes in tatters, their eyes filled with numbness, fear, and the dazed confusion of having narrowly escaped death.

But in Qin Yu's Totem Eye, their bodies all emitted halos of varying intensities and colors, representing their talents.

Most were ordinary white or gray halos, of little value.

However, two of them caught Qin Yu's attention.

One was the white man who seemed to be the leader. Around him actually hovered a fairly dense, pale golden halo representing Leadership and Incitement.

This kind of talent wouldn't be a bad choice if he were to change professions to a support class like Battlefield Commander or Magistrate.

The other was an Asian youth who had been huddled in a corner all along, wearing black-rimmed glasses and appearing cultured and refined.

Around his body, he actually emitted an extremely rare, silvery halo representing Analysis and Creation!

This kind of talent...

A flicker of something unusual passed through Qin Yu's eyes.

This was a promising seedling! His potential might not even be inferior to Liu Wei's Elemental Affinity!

If he changed professions to a production class like Arcane Artisan or Runesmith, his contribution to the Tribe's technological development would be immeasurable!

Just as Qin Yu was assessing the value of these "goods,"

the white man who seemed to be the leader finally snapped out of his initial shock.

He struggled to get up from the ground, forcibly straightened his expensive, mud-stained windbreaker, trying to make himself look more presentable.

He took a deep breath, stepped forward, extended his hand towards Qin Yu, and spoke in fairly fluent English.

"Thank you... Thank you very much for saving us."

"My name is Jack, from America. We are... tourists. Our cruise ship crashed in a storm."

He tried to use this most common, friendly method from civilized society to establish communication with Qin Yu.

However, Qin Yu only glanced at him coldly, showing no intention of shaking his hand at all.

This disregard made the smile on Jack's face stiffen slightly.

The atmosphere instantly became somewhat awkward.

Right at that moment,

Su Qingyao and Lin Waner had already directed the girls from the logistics group to approach, carrying clean water and sizzling roasted beast meat.

"Chieftain, the food and water are ready."

"Mm." Qin Yu nodded.

The survivors, who hadn't eaten for who knows how many days, went wide-eyed at the smell of the meat!

They could no longer care about civilization or dignity, swarming forward like starving wild dogs!

"Don't grab! That's mine!"

"Give it to me! Give me a sip of water!"

"Get lost! I got this first!"

The scene descended into chaos.

A burly black man even shoved aside a thin companion next to him, stuffing a large piece of roasted meat whole into his mouth, choking and rolling his eyes.

The ugliness of human nature was laid bare before the most primitive survival instincts.

Only Jack and the bespectacled Asian youth barely maintained their last shreds of restraint and did not join in the scramble.

Watching the disgraceful behavior of his companions, a flicker of disgust and shame crossed Jack's face.

Suppressing the hunger in his stomach, he walked up to Qin Yu again, his expression turning extremely serious.

He believed he must immediately engage in an equal dialogue with the leader of this powerful Tribe to establish a cooperative relationship between both sides.

Not like a bunch of beggars, accepting the other's charity.

He cleared his throat and spoke in a tone he believed was full of sincerity and confidence.

"Listen, my friend."

"We need to talk. Man to man."

"About how we are going to survive this... together. We can help each other."

To bolster his persuasiveness, he even began to boast about his capital from the old world.

"My father is a senator in California. He is very, very rich and powerful. If you help us, when we get back to civilization, I promise, I can give you anything you want! Money, women, power... anything!"

He believed no one could resist such temptation.

However, what he received was not a look of interest from Qin Yu.

But a cold, mocking gesture to stop.

"Wait."

Qin Yu finally spoke, in perfectly enunciated, standard Mandarin.

Jack was stunned.

He hadn't expected the leader of this savage Tribe to speak Chinese?

In that moment of his stunned silence, he saw Qin Yu's icy gaze pass over him, looking in a certain direction behind him.

That look seemed to be telling him to look over there.

Jack instinctively turned his head.

In the next second, the confidence and pride on his face instantly froze solid.