The Days to Survive with Several Girls on the Uninhabited Island

"Yes, we are allies. You can think of it this way."

Allen smiled at the head of the savages.

Then he heard something that made him nervous.

"In that case, I can tell you something about our tribe. The reason why we dare to fight against the cannibals is that there are more than 3000 members of our race. Now they are all scattered on this island."

Hearing the words "more than 3000 people", Allen's breath began to quicken.

He had never thought that the confidence of the leader of the savages should come from the number of savages.

Although the double number of people sounded frightening, if they were all not competent, then they would just look for death!

Moreover, it was the prey that had anointed itself with spices.

But before Allen could say anything, the head of the savages continued.

"That's why we are confident. Sir, why are you confident?"

After hearing this, Allen knew the patriarch was doubting his ability.

So Allen thought for a while. He couldn't talk about his Jungle king skill. Although these savages seemed very kind now, he didn't know what they were thinking.

Anyway, Allen didn't dare to tell anyone his biggest secret.

Therefore, Allen took a step back, which scared the timid savages beside the patriarch.

"Why are you retreating? It's just an ordinary wooden spear with a strange shape."

One of the savages yelled at others, but when Allen took out the whole shotgun.

This guy was farther away than anyone else.

His life was the most important thing.

"Did I scare you? Let me think about how to explain this to you."

Allen twirled the shotgun in his hand, indicating that it was safe.

"That's why I am confident. Its name is shotgun!"

Hearing this, the patriarch of the savages was excited.

"I've heard of it. A sir once told me about it, but I don't remember it."

He stretched out his hand as if he wanted to touch this weapon that only existed in conversation.

Unexpectedly, Allen threw the shotgun at the head of the savages.

The patriarch of the savages was so scared that he almost fell when he caught the shotgun.

"Don't be nervous. It's just a shotgun, but is it enough to deal with the cannibals?"

"Ah! Of course!"

The patriarch of the savages responded to Allen excitedly as he played the shotgun.

Allen got goosebumps.

"All right. Don't be so cheesy. There are only four bullets left in the shotgun. I will give it to you then!"

"That is thanks to you!"

Without any hesitation, the patriarch of the savages pulled the shotgun into his arms.

"Really? For me?"

"Yes, it's true."

Seeing his expression, Allen was worried. Does he think I'm going to give him the shotgun?

"But what I meant is for your use, not for you."

"I know. As long as I can use it, I will be satisfied!"

The patriarch of the savages was sensible.

This made Allen look at him with new eyes. The people who could control their desires were all good people.

"Wait!"

The patriarch of the savage clan, who was fumbling for the hunting spear, suddenly stopped.

"Sir, you just said that there are only four bullets left. What does the bullet look like?"

Allen's heart skipped a beat. Did he have any shotgun bullets?

He immediately took the shotgun and began to show the bullets to the patriarch.

"Do you have any bullets?"

He asked a key question, but when the patriarch looked at the rough bullet, he was suddenly stunned.

"No, this is not a bullet I know. The bullets I had seen before were long and pointed, yellow and reflective, and looked particularly good in the sun."

After hearing his description, Allen suddenly thought of a bullet.

"Show it to me."

The patriarch of the savages held the shotgun in his arms and began to shout to a savage beside him. That savage immediately rushed out like a gust of wind.

After a while, he brought an iron box with him.

Allen took them from his hand and found those were real shotgun bullets.

"Nice!"

Allen kept mumbling these words, and then casually took out a bullet and put it in his hand to check. In the careful and expectant eyes of the patriarch of the savages, Allen poured out all the iron sand in his shotgun.

Then he put the bullet into the shotgun.

The patriarch of the savages was very sensible. He asked the surrounding savages to make way for Allen. Without any hesitation, Allen raised his shotgun and aimed at a big tree.

"Bang!"

A completely different sound rang out. The bullet of the shotgun pierced through the trunk of the tree, and even expanded the surrounding cracks! It was extremely powerful!

"That's great! If we meet that big shield again, the bullet can go right through him! At that time, I'd like to see how arrogant the guy hiding behind the shield will be!"

Allen was excited, but the patriarch was even more excited than him!

"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"

At this time, there were constant screams of horror coming from the square. Before the patriarch of the savages could take the shotgun from Allen, the first thing he needed to do was to comfort his clansmen.

While the patriarch was comforting his clansmen, Allen counted the bullets.

"There are 16 bullets in total. If I can use it well, I can use it as a sniper rifle! Maybe you can clone the decapitation strike!"

He thought a lot. The only thing he didn't expect was that after comforting his clansmen, the head of the savages turned around, his eyes never leaving the bullets in Allen's hands.

Allen was scared by the gaze of the head of the savages, so in the end, it was Allen who handed the shotgun to the head of the savages, so that the patriarch could take back his gaze.

"Coward!"

Allen thought to himself.

But to be honest, even if he could use a shotgun, he couldn't use three guns and a crossbow at the same time!

However, if any girl was to continue to fight against the cannibals, except for Jessica, Allen was reluctant.

"So I need some teammates!"

Allen looked at the man who was eager to kiss the shotgun and began to think. Maybe I can do it alone? To be an individual hunter.

But Allen's behavior was diametrically opposed to what he thought.

"It seems that you really like shotguns. I have another one. Do you remember it?"

"Yes, I do. What do you mean?"

Facing the kind man who was willing to let him play with a shotgun, the patriarch of the savages was full of patience.

"I mean, the other one is also for you, but I want these bullets."

Hearing Allen's words, the head of the savages was stunned.

"What day is it today? Am I so lucky? Or are you too kind to me, sir?"

"But I'm not that kind of person!"

While saying this, the patriarch of the savages began to circle around Allen, as if he was looking for the second shotgun that Allen had mentioned.

But unfortunately, the head of the savages had seen Allen all over.

He didn't find anything on Allen's body that could hide a shotgun, so he had to withdraw his gaze.