Are You Telling An Eight-Year-Old To Survive In The Wilderness? Chapter 271 – Native!

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Perhaps because they knew that Bell's adventure in Amazon was about to end, the audience in the live-stream was very active.

They kept asking Bell questions.

The closer they were to Manaus City, the less dangerous it would be.

Because this area was already a tourist area.

Dangerous creatures like jaguars and black caiman had long been cleaned up.

Therefore, Bell relaxed a little.

He focused more on answering.

“The entire Amazon rainforest is huge.

There are more than a hundred native tribes of various sizes.

Of course, this does not include some secluded tribes that have yet to be discovered.”

“Most of the 100 or so indigenous tribes have been assimilated by the civilized world.

Only five tribes still maintain their primitive habits.

They live in the hinterland of the Amazon rainforest, isolated from the world.

It is also because of this that they are not assimilated by modern society. ”

Bell frowned as he said this.

“Actually, if there's no need, I'm not willing to interact with those native tribes.

Language barrier is only a part of the problem. The most important thing is that when you communicate with them, you don't even know if your actions will suddenly offend their inexplicable rules.”

“In the minds of these natives, there is no law or morality.

Even if you are killed, no one will hold them responsible. ”

In the current world, such an isolated tribe seemed to be an independent existence.

Bell had once seen a news article about a British photographer who had taken a helicopter to the Amazon rainforest. In the end, the helicopter malfunctioned halfway and the pilot and photographer had to parachute to survive.

The place where their parachutes landed was the location of an indigenous tribe.

In the end, because of the pattern on the photographer's T-shirt, the primitive tribes thought that this was an insult to their ancestors and cruelly killed him.

Fortunately, the pilot was driven out of the tribe. Otherwise, no one would have known about this.

Three days later, the rescue team found the pilot.

What was even more shocking was that the court did not register this murder.

The reason was simple. The primitive tribes refused to integrate into the civilized world. They could not be judged by the moral standards of the civilized world, let alone restrained by the law.

It was something like their rules were their rules.

When Bell heard this news, he also found it unbelievable. After all, in this world, the only people who were not punished for killing were mental patients. But now, there was another type of people, which was the primitive indigenous tribes.

As time passed, the trees in the rainforest began to thin.

Of course, this was not caused by nature.

Instead, traces of man-made cutting could be seen.

Brazil's timber export industry was huge.

A large portion of the wood was sold to the United States.

The source of so much wood was naturally the Amazon rainforest.

At this moment, there were thick tree stumps everywhere.

Sitting on a tree stump, Bell rested for a moment.

He looked ahead and said, “According to my estimation, we should encounter some Indians after walking for about ten kilometers.

The Indians are like the Inuit.

They have long been assimilated by civilized society.

More than 80% of the tour guides in Manaus City are Indians.

Their daily lives depend on the government's help and being a guide in the local area.”

Most of the Amazon Indians were in Brazil.

Their current situation was actually very similar to the Inuit.

But the more intelligent Inuit had already begun to move to the city.

Most of the people who still lived in the rainforest relied on government relief.

But even so, their lives were still much better than before.

The tourism industry was advanced now, and a large number of tourists came here every year to experience the mystery and excitement of the primeval forest.

The famous Indians were naturally sought after by everyone.

Many of the local tourists would buy some traditional handicrafts from the Indians.

This was also a source of income for them.

Under the hot sun, the temperature in the rainforest rose rapidly.

At noon, it could even reach 35 °C.

Bell rested for a moment and did not delay. He stood up and prepared to set off again.

Because a large number of trees had been cut down and there were not many trees to block the sun, Bell was already covered in sweat.

Even so, Bell did not forget to chat with the audience in the live-stream.

After moving for about an hour, a few wooden houses appeared in front of Bell.

Not far from the wooden houses, there were a few Indian women washing clothes.

They were chatting with a smile while washing.

From the looks of it, they were not much different from the modern women.

The few of them were not too surprised to see Bell.

They only revealed a trace of curiosity, not understanding why a child like Bell would walk out of the rainforest.

“Do you see that? The women in front of us are Indians, but they have long entered the civilized society. There are all kinds of appliances in the house.”

Bell walked closer.

At this moment, Bell saw an old pickup truck parked in front of one of the wooden houses.

It was unknown how many years this car had been used. The paint on the outside had already begun to fall off, revealing the rusty body of the car.

Bell suddenly remembered that when he escaped from Shennongjia, the ranger's truck seemed to be similar.

In fact, not only did Bell feel this way, but even some of the audience in the live-stream felt the same.

Bell quickly walked toward a hut.

He asked tentatively. “Is anyone there?”

A burly man walked out to take a look and said in broken English, “There's nothing left to sell here.”

Bell was stunned. Then, he realized that this uncle was treating him as a tourist who was buying traditional handicrafts.

This was indeed a phenomenon that is not common elsewhere in Brazil.

Many Brazilians did not speak English.

Because this was once a Portuguese colony.

Therefore, Portuguese was their main language.

The interesting thing was that the proportion of the Indians who knew English was higher than the native Brazilians.

This was mainly because they had to deal with tourists from all over the world.

Originally, Bell's English was not good, but he had gained the language proficiency skill.

Therefore, it was not a problem to communicate.

“I'm not here to buy handicrafts. I want to ask if you can drop me off at Manaus City.”

Afraid that the other party did not understand, Bell gestured with his hand.

However, this uncle in front of him was clearly not easy to get along with. He did understand the meaning, and he understood it very well.

The man stretched out a palm.

“Five hundred dollars!”

Chapter end