The news about the attack on the indigenous tribes in the Amazon rainforest became a thing of the past in just one day on the Internet. People might still mention it a few times when chatting after dinner, but that was just a few words. If it hadn't involved the Chinese, I'm afraid no one would even mention it a few times.
However, at 4 o'clock in the afternoon, when most people were waiting to get off work or thinking about what to eat in the evening, many people who had followed Gu Laosan unexpectedly received a notification that a certain anchor was online.
"Gu Laosan has started broadcasting?"
“Why is it airing at this time?”
"Have they not returned home yet?"
Since Yi Jiuyang's live broadcast room was forced to change to password access, Douyu Outdoor Channel has been completely "off the air", with only a few part-time anchors who are joining in the fun and putting on makeup in the deep mountains and old forests behind someone's house. Gu Laosan started broadcasting at this time, which just happened to take over the popularity that had not completely dissipated.
When curious netizens opened the live broadcast room, the first thing that caught their eyes was the strangely-looking Wang An.
There is no way to verify whether there was a saint in the Bita tribe before, but after Wang An went out to take care of his personal hygiene early in the morning, he came back and saw a row of native girls standing at the door, holding unique accessories and waiting for her to dress up.
Of course, it was impossible to ask her to cover her face with that sticky ochre mud. The elders also knew that their cheap saint seemed to have a bad temper. At her age, it was not worth it to be beaten for such a small matter. So they didn't even mention it, but just sent someone to deliver representative accessories.
At this time, Wang An in front of the camera was of course still wearing the training uniform he wore when he entered the rainforest, but he was wearing a crown made of bright feathers on his head, and a necklace made of animal bones and unknown ancient jade hung on his chest.
Of course, since we are in a native tribe, this kind of dress is strange but not special.
This is like taking photos at a tourist attraction, where you always have to change into local ethnic costumes to make it more interesting. But the girl sitting opposite Wang An was the one who really caught the attention of the audience in the live broadcast room.
At this time, the two of them were still in the square where the funeral was held yesterday. All traces of the past had been erased from the camera. Wang An sat on a rattan chair, and in front of her lay Xiao Huang, a jaguar that became lazy during the day. The little girl from the natives who had been following Zhou Tong since Lao Hei left, was now sitting on Xiao Huang's back, blinking her eyes and curiously looking at the leaves in Wang An's hand.
Not only the netizens in the live broadcast room, but even the locals passing by couldn't help but look in this direction a few more times, with surprise and even envy in their eyes.
This was the plan that Gu Laosan secretly went to Wang An to discuss early in the morning.
If they want to leave safely, the identity of this so-called saint must be dealt with first. The safest solution is of course to find someone to give up the position of the saint. It happened that the little girl rescued by Zhou Tong could not find her relatives and had no one to entrust her to, so Gu Laosan set his sights on her.
Wang An's status as the cheap saint girl came from Xiao Huang. Similarly, if the successor wants to obtain this status, he will inevitably need Xiao Huang's approval. But as long as Wang An cooperates, this is not a problem.
Once Xiao Huang recognized the existence of the little girl, it would be natural for Wang An to give her the title of Saint. At that time, not only would Xiao Huang have a safe place to live, but the little girl's future would also be guaranteed. At the same time, they also got rid of a big trouble, which was a win-win situation.
In order to hint at his thoughts, Wang An dressed up the little girl. He asked someone for some light-colored fabric to make her into a dress, and she even put a small flower crown on her head. Not to mention, the already pretty little girl, after dressing up, sitting on the little yellow dog's back, looked even more like a saint than she did.
At this time, the little girl was learning from Wang An how to blow beautiful tunes with leaves. In fact, it was just a reason for her to stay with Xiao Huang and cultivate their relationship.
Gu Laosan changed the title of the live broadcast room to "A Day in the Life of the Saint of the Amazon Rainforest Tribe". Netizens who did not know the reason naturally thought that the little girl in the picture was the saint of the tribe.
"This saint girl is obviously a beauty."
"It looks like Third Brother is just trying to bully people here."
"This jaguar looks familiar."
"Why didn't the third brother start broadcasting some time ago?"
"What exactly happened here? Is what is said online true?"
"Gu Laosan, tell me about it."
"Did you really encounter a terrorist attack?"
Behind Wang An and the little girl, Gu Laosan took out Peredo's Internet equipment that was originally placed in the central hut and used his laptop to log into his live broadcast room. He would briefly say a few words about the topics of netizens if he liked them, but kept silent about the attack.
Zhou Tong was worried about the little girl and followed her. At this time, he was squatting behind Gu Lao San, watching the comments floating on the screen. The face behind the beard asked curiously, "Hey, why do they call you Gu Lao San? Are you the third child in your family?"
"I... Go away, you know nothing!"
Upon hearing this, Gu Lang rolled his eyes in annoyance, and did not intend to explain. He also turned off the barrage.
If this nagging young man knew that he, a badger and a leopard, had been sworn brothers, and that he was ranked third, the news would probably spread throughout the club the next day, and he would become the laughing stock of that bunch of bad coaches.
At the same time, Gu Lao San felt a strange sense of relief in his heart. Fortunately, he met the eldest brother early. If he knew that there was a fourth brother waiting behind him, I wonder how he would feel. And judging from the speed at which a certain badger recruited younger brothers, the fourth brother has now become a brother.
Glancing behind Xiao Huang, I saw a red "ball" standing in front of the little girl's legs, wagging its tail to act cute. The feeling was even stronger.
Xiao Hong finally understood that the cheap boss didn't want him anymore, and that the little two-legged beast would be his future pillar. And at the current pace, he might even have to share a master with a certain leopard. So he was particularly attentive to the little girl, so that he could get a position in front of the leopard.
"By the way, where's the boss?"
Thinking of the badger, Gu Lang realized that the badger who was standing on the roof of Wang An doing morning exercises in the morning was now nowhere to be seen. According to his habit, shouldn't he drag his recliner out to bask in the sun on such a sunny day
In the southwest corner of the tribe, the white-bearded elder who was always cheerful walked out of a thatched hut, closed the door, and told a few soldiers to guard the door. He then walked towards the central square.
On the top of the thatched roof, a man in a camouflage hat quietly poked out, staring at the back of a certain elder, then dug a small hole in the roof below him and crawled directly in.
The furnishings in the room were a bit like a warehouse, with all kinds of iron spears and bows and arrows, as well as animal skins and some bone ornaments placed in wooden boxes. However, Wang Ping didn't even look at them, but ran straight to the corner covered with animal skins.
Before he even got close, the familiar smell of gun oil and gunpowder had already penetrated his nostrils, and the badger's furry face suddenly turned gloomy.
I've long disliked this old guy, but I didn't expect there to be such a problem.
After removing the hide, a wooden box underneath contained several rifles and some bullets. It seemed that someone had collected them during the chaos yesterday, but when the Brazilian police came to pick up the suspects this morning, for some reason, the guns were not handed over.
Perhaps they saw the power of these weapons and wanted to keep them to arm themselves, or perhaps an elder had other ideas in mind. But no matter which one it was, it was not a good sign.
Wang Ping sharpened his claws, grabbed the edge and jumped into the box.
"Well, let me take care of it for you!"