Alaska Gold Rush Diary

Chapter 95 Cannibal Tribe?

The sudden appearance of the humanoid creature nearly scared Zhou Xin out of his body.

His grip loosened, and he immediately fell off the cliff into the water below.

The two naked men saw him fall and immediately ran over, circling him and Logan and continuing to howl and groan.

Logan bared its teeth and assumed an attack stance, but Zhou Xin signaled it not to make any rash moves; he wanted to figure out the situation first.

The two men were covered in strange paints on their bodies and faces, had various animal teeth hanging around their necks, and wore ornaments made of animal feathers on their heads.

They were all holding spears, but they didn't attack Zhou Xin. Instead, they just kept waving their arms and making strange noises around him, seemingly very excited.

Zhou Xin immediately realized that the two were local natives!

In his mind, which had seen many horror movies, a term immediately popped into his head: cannibal tribe.

He suddenly drew his real gun and gripped it tightly, deciding that if he detected any intention to attack the two men, he would immediately shoot them in the head.

At a distance of five steps or less, his gun was both fast and accurate.

However, the two savage-looking natives did not seem to intend to attack him.

Zhou Xin was annoyed by their strange whimpers. Suppressing his fear and doubt, he tried to speak, "Can you speak English?"

Upon hearing him speak, the two natives stopped, whispered to each other for a while, and then looked at Zhou Xin, uttering a string of gibberish that Zhou Xin couldn't understand at all.

It seems they have their own language and cannot communicate at all.

But Zhou Xin had calmed down by now. He had never really believed in the legends of modern cannibals.

Perhaps in the past, due to the large number of indigenous people and the scarcity of resources, some tribes had no choice but to resort to cannibalism to avoid starvation.

But now the forest is rich in resources, and they have plenty of ways to get food, so there is no need for them to eat people anymore.

The so-called cannibals in the legends are actually just indigenous people who are unwilling to embrace modern civilization.

These indigenous people live a secluded life, not pursuing worldly things; their only goal is to have enough to eat.

However, there are very few indigenous people who are completely disconnected from the outside world now. Even if the older generation of most tribes is unwilling to accept modern civilization, the younger generation is more willing to leave the tribe and go into civilized society.

The two natives in front of me looked to be around forty years old, and were probably conservatives who were unwilling to embrace modern civilization.

Zhou Xin relaxed a little and began to try communicating with gestures again.

But he quickly gave up on the idea, because after a series of gestures, neither of them understood what the other meant.

Zhou Xin sighed inwardly, deciding to ignore them.

Just then, one of the natives made a gesture, and he understood.

The local pointed at him, then turned and pointed in a certain direction.

Zhou Xin immediately understood that the other party wanted him to go with them to the place he pointed to.

He thought for a moment, then pointed to himself and then to the direction the native was pointing, a questioning expression on his face.

The two natives nodded together.

Zhou Xin hesitated for a moment.

Although the two men did not seem to have any intention of attacking him, and he did not believe that they were cannibals, he was not sure whether they were hostile to him.

Even indigenous people are intelligent and should know how to hide their thoughts.

What if they saw he had a gun and didn't dare to provoke him, planning to lure him back to the tribe before dealing with him?

He dared not take that risk.

Then, a very genuine smile appeared on his face. He first shook his head, then pointed to the stream behind him.

He meant that he was still busy going down the stream and didn't have time to go with them.

The two natives clearly understood his gesture. They discussed it amongst themselves for a while, and then one of them reached into his crotch and pulled out something.

Zhou Xin's eyes lit up immediately when he saw the thing.

It was a badge made of gold, shaped like a pentagram, with some patterns engraved on it.

But wait, where exactly did you pull out this gold from?

Zhou Xin suppressed his inner complaints and made a gesture, asking if he could take a closer look at the golden badge.

The natives who accepted the gold were very generous and handed over the gold badges immediately.

Zhou Xin cautiously took the gold badge and examined it carefully in his hand.

This is a beautifully crafted badge with a triangular design engraved in the center.

This is clearly man-made.

Zhou Xin knew that these indigenous people had low productivity and could not possibly have such advanced gold smelting technology.

Could this be related to the dream mine I'm looking for?

With that in mind, Zhou Xin made up his mind to go and see for himself.

With the truth in hand, these natives who use cold weapons are definitely no match for him.

He intended to return the badge to the native and then offer to go with them, but the native waved his hand and pushed the badge back to him.

"I never expected them to be so generous. This badge must weigh at least a few ounces, yet he's willing to give it to me, whom he's just meeting for the first time," Zhou Xin thought to himself.

Now that things have come to this, it would be really inexcusable not to go along.

So Zhou Xin pointed to himself, then to the direction the natives had just pointed, indicating that he was willing to go with them.

The two natives, their faces covered in paint, showed excitement and turned to leave.

Suppressing his doubts, Zhou Xin marked his current location on his phone and followed.

The two natives were clearly far more familiar with the forest than Zhou Xin. Although they were barefoot, they moved through the forest as if it were flat ground, and Zhou Xin had to exert a lot of effort to keep up.

However, the two were very considerate. They seemed to notice that Zhou Xin was not keeping up, so they stopped every now and then to wait for him.

After walking for about two hours, covering a distance of six or seven kilometers, they finally arrived at their destination.

This is a piece of land carved out of the forest, where five or six houses of various sizes are built of grass and wood.

Seven or eight men and women of all ages, dressed in the same traditional attire, immediately surrounded the two with curious expressions when they saw them bringing Zhou Xin back.

They were particularly interested in Logan and kept trying to reach out and touch its head, but Logan bared its teeth and roared, scaring them away.

Zhou Xin reached into his pocket and gripped the handle of the gun, fully alert and ready to draw his weapon and fire.

Fortunately, his fears that the other party would swarm him, tackle him, tie him up, and put him on the slaughter rack did not come true.

These indigenous women, like the men, only wore grass skirts around their lower bodies, while their upper bodies were completely naked.

But Zhou Xin clearly had no ulterior motives towards them.

Surrounded by the crowd, the two locals led Zhou Xin to the very center of the site, to the outside of the tallest thatched hut.

It seems they are preparing to bring me to meet the tribe's chief.

One of the natives said a few words into the thatched hut, and then the door of the hut creaked open.

When Zhou Xin saw the faces of the people inside the room, he was stunned.