Wei Xian stepped forward. As the Great Chief, she still held significant prestige among her people.
"The Chief's decision is for the long-term development of the Tribe."
"We understand your feelings, but the future of the Tribe cannot rely solely on the Chief."
However, this time, even Wei Xian's words were useless.
"Great Chief, we respect you, but on this matter, we cannot back down!"
Chief Steward Wula's attitude was exceptionally resolute.
"This is the bottom line for us Black Rock women!"
"Exactly! The bottom line!"
Looking at these women who were determined to pledge their loyalty to Wu Liang, Wu Liang felt unprecedented pressure.
It was overwhelming.
The meeting ended unhappily.
Wu Liang's plan was declared bankrupt.
He returned to his room, pacing back and forth in frustration.
"What on earth are these women thinking..."
He couldn't help but complain.
"They are thinking of you."
Florgloria walked in with a bowl of calming herbal tea, smiling as she spoke.
"You are now the dream lover of all the women in our Tribe, the only object of their affection in their hearts."
"For you to ask them to accept other men now is more painful than killing them."
"But this isn't a solution either!"
Wu Liang took the teacup and drank it in one gulp.
"I can't possibly be the only one..."
He stopped halfway through, a pained expression on his face.
"It seems, for the development of the Tribe, I can only... sacrifice my small self to achieve the greater good."
Wu Liang said with a tragic expression.
Florgloria was amused by his feigned righteousness after getting his way, and couldn't help but roll her eyes at him:
"Alright, stop pretending.''
"You got lucky, but you need to take it easy, don't really wear yourself out."
"Don't worry, you know my body, don't you?"
Wu Liang pulled Florgloria into his arms, grinning mischievously.
"My temper is quite high right now. For the future of the Tribe, Florgloria, you should make a contribution first."
"Hmph..."
Although the plan failed, life had to go on.
In order not to disappoint his tribesmen, and for the population growth of the Tribe, Wu Liang had to do it himself.
He devised a detailed schedule, limiting the number of blessings he would bestow each night.
At first, Wu Liang found it quite novel and enjoyable.
After all, the women in the Tribe were all healthy and vibrant, each with their unique charm.
Moreover, each blessing could advance the technology tree a little.
But as time went on, he became bored and felt powerless.
"No... if this continues, I'll die young..."
Wu Liang lay on the bed, feeling completely drained.
Fortunately, the tribesmen also seemed to notice his exhaustion.
They truly couldn't bear to see their beloved Chief work so hard.
So, in private, some women began to secretly approach the roland people captives.
They weren't doing it for themselves, but to lighten Wu Liang's burden.
"The Chief is too tired, we can't cause him any more trouble."
"Yes, even though I don't like those roland people, if it can help the Chief, I'm willing."
"Just for the Tribe's sake..."
Driven by this thought, a small number of people began to try and form families with the roland people captives who were relatively pleasing to the eye and gentle in nature.
Only then did Wu Liang feel relieved, letting out a long sigh.
They still understood reason.
However, there were die-hard loyalists like Chief Steward Wula, who were stubborn in their beliefs and unswervingly devoted.
They would rather remain single for life than accept any man other than Wu Liang.
This still gave Wu Liang a headache.
While Wu Liang was busy, he hadn't forgotten Aniya Merlin.
This golden-haired, blue-eyed imperial noble girl was placed under house arrest, well-fed and well-provided for.
Wu Liang assigned special personnel to take care of her daily needs. Aside from not being able to stray too far from her room.
Her living conditions could be described as very comfortable and privileged.
But Aniya clearly didn't appreciate Wu Liang's kindness.
From the day she was captured, she hadn't shown anyone a good face.
She refused to eat or drink, refused to communicate with anyone, and spent every day just sitting in her room, hugging her knees, hostile to anyone who approached her.
Her entire face practically screamed 'Do Not Approach Strangers'.
"Chief, that roland people woman, she overturned the food sent to her again today."
The Female Warrior responsible for guarding her reported to Wu Liang, her face full of helplessness.
"She also said that the things we barbarians make, even pigs and dogs wouldn't eat."
"Is that so?"
Wu Liang raised an eyebrow.
"It seems she's not hungry enough yet."
He put down the design blueprints in his hand and stood up.
"Let's go, let's see our distinguished Miss Aniya."
When Wu Liang entered the room, Aniya was cautiously huddled in the corner.
Upon seeing Wu Liang, she immediately started yelling in anger.
"You barbarian leader! What are you doing here again?"
Wu Liang ignored her shouting, simply looking around the room on his own.
The room was very clean, with soft animal furs laid on the floor, and a bouquet of wildflowers, picked by who knows whom, in the corner.
"It seems they've taken good care of you."
Wu Liang said indifferently.
"I don't need your hypocritical care!"
Aniya shouted stubbornly.
"If you have the guts, kill me! I, Aniya Merlin, will never surrender to a bunch of barbarians!"
"Kill you?"
Wu Liang turned around and walked towards her step by step.
"That would be too easy for you."
"Miss Aniya, you are my important spoils of war; I still have many uses for you."
His approach made Aniya feel immense pressure.
She subconsciously wanted to retreat, but her back was already against the cold wall.
"You... don't come any closer!"
Aniya screamed in terror, wildly grabbing a nearby pillow and throwing it at Wu Liang.
Wu Liang didn't even turn his head, easily catching the pillow with his hand.
He walked up to Aniya, looking down at her.
Wu Liang's eyes held a hint of playfulness.
"Quite a temper, but I like it."
Wu Liang chuckled, reaching out to pinch her chin.
However, just as his hand was about to touch Aniya.
The woman actually opened her mouth and bit fiercely at Wu Liang's hand.
Wu Liang reacted extremely quickly, flipping his wrist with a'smack', and slapped her with the back of his hand.
Aniya was knocked over, falling onto the bed.
"You dare hit me! My father has never hit me!"
Aniya covered her face, her eyes turning red.
"Hitting you is light. You even dare to bite?"
Wu Liang snorted coldly.
He didn't need to be polite to this kind of woman.
Aniya's wrist was clamped by him, unable to move, and tears were almost gushing out in frustration.
She flailed her other hand wildly, kicking and hitting, cursing:
"Let me go! You bastard! Devil!"
Wu Liang was amused by her furious antics.
With a slight force, he pinned Aniya's hands behind her back, pressing her entire body against the wall.
"I'll ask you one more time, are you going to eat?"