C3 The System of the Grand Sheikh

After Arslan successfully made the fire, the old man finally relaxed and laid down. The rest of the matter was left to Popit.

Popit bowed and said to Arslan, "Your Highness, you should go out and let the people in the tribe know that we, the Gray Eye, have a new chief!"

Arslan calmed down a little and looked at the old man who was lying down to rest. He then turned to Popit and nodded, "Alright!"

At the same time, he made a decision in his heart, "Since I've come, then I should stay. Since I've become the Grand Sheikh, let's see what I can do!"

So he followed Popit out of the tribe. Popit held the torch with both hands.

Just as the two of them walked out of the thatched cottage, Popit shouted loudly, "Our tribe has a fire again. Everyone can rest assured that we don't need to migrate anymore!"

"The one who created the fire is our Gray Eye's new chief, Arslan!"

As he spoke, Popit knelt down on one knee and said, "Grand Sheikh!"

The surrounding people also knelt down on one knee at this moment, "Grand Sheikh!"

Only a little girl was stunned on the spot and said in disbelief, "Arslan, big brother... Grand Sheikh?"

"Alona!" Popit turned around and shouted, "Don't be rude!"

"Father!" Alona exclaimed in shock, but she quickly knelt down.

When Arslan heard that it was Alona, he quickly stepped forward and helped her up. At the same time, he waved at the others and shouted, "What are you all doing? Get up!"

"Arslan, big brother!" Alona naturally called out.

Arslan's heart warmed as memories of the young girl surfaced in his mind.

Alona was the young daughter of the Chief, Popit. They were childhood sweethearts and were only two years younger than him.

Although the young girl was only dressed in lousy gray fur, she was still a beauty.

Alona was quite good-looking. She had a face that was half the size of a date. Her eyebrows were sharp and her eyes were bright. Her fluffy hair made her eyes blink happily. She was not as respectful as Popit and the others. Instead, she was closer to him.

"Everyone, you don't have to be like this. Just call me Arslan!" Arslan scratched his head and said, "There's no need to be like this!"

"That's not appropriate, right?" someone asked hesitantly and looked at Popit.

Popit also had a troubled look on his face.

On the other hand, Arslan felt awkward because of the equality of the modern people. After thinking for a while, he said, "I am the Grand Sheikh. If I say no, then I don't!"

The girl's smile was satisfied. She felt that Arslan, who had become the Grand Sheikh, was still as good as ever to her.

Everyone felt relieved.

Arslan naturally helped Alona up and was about to speak when a notification sounded in his mind, "Ding! You have completed the Wood Fishing and Fire Fishing. You have obtained 1000 achievement points!"

"What!" Arslan was shocked and then he was overjoyed. "I just drilled the wood and made a fire, and I have obtained 1000 achievement points?"

The system reminded him again, "The Wood Fishing and Fire Fishing are of great significance to the primitive tribes. The achievement points are naturally high!"

After that, the system prompted, "Do you want to enter the System's interface now?"

Arslan thought for a moment. He had 1000 achievement points, and he could already exchange for the healing technique. Saving lives was more important!

Therefore, he thought, "Enter the interface!"

At this moment, Arslan did not move, and it looked as if he was in deep thought.

Popit held a torch in his hand and looked at Arslan's expression. He then exclaimed in a low voice, "The Grand Sheikh is in a meditative state now. Everyone, leave!"

The people around him quickly left, leaving only Arslan alone.

Arslan was completely unaware of this.

Because he was currently understanding the Grand Sheikh System in his body.

"The Grand Sheikh System is meant to help the host become a Grand Sheikh as soon as possible and promote the development of the tribe."

"The host can receive the corresponding mission from the system. If the host completes the mission, he will be rewarded with achievement points."

"The achievement points can be used to exchange for items or skills. The achievement points required for items and skills will be determined by the level of the item."

Arslan nodded and looked carefully. He realized that the missions in the system were all related to the tribe. For example, solving the issue of food and water, increasing the number of people, increasing the combat power, and so on. The achievement points behind each mission were different, but none of them had a high achievement point.

"Where is the interface? Let me take a look!" Arslan ordered.

Very quickly, an interface that looked like a shopping mall popped up in his mind. Some of the icons were bright, and some of them were dark. He understood that the bright ones were what he could exchange for now, and the dark ones were what he could not exchange for now. Fortunately, the healing technique that he wanted was bright.

"System, exchange for healing technique!"

The system prompted again, "Are you sure you want to use 1000 achievement points to exchange for the healing technique?"

"Yes!"

"Ding! Exchange successful!"

Arslan instantly felt a stream of information gushing into his mind. It was a complex incantation that he had never heard of before.

"This is..." Arslan was stunned for a moment, "A spell?"

"This is a type of spell." The system explained, "Using the incantation and the imprint to activate the secret force in this world and activate the old man's life force can save him!"

Arslan was stunned, "A spell? Isn't it just a spell?"

But now was not the time to be conflicted over this. He silently thought about the incantation and the imprint, and realized that he was already completely familiar with this "spell."

He opened his eyes and saw that there was no one around. He went straight back into the house and placed his hands on the unconscious old man's forehead. He whispered the incantation and raised his fingers.

Then, a light green light shone from the surroundings and surged into his palm, followed by the old man's forehead.

Arslan was stunned. He found it hard to believe what was happening in front of him.

"This is really a spell!" he exclaimed in his heart.

Soon, the old man's eyes opened again. When he noticed Arslan's actions, his eyes revealed shock. He suppressed the urge to speak and waited quietly for the light green light to disappear.

"Arslan!" The old man shouted in a low voice, "Did you enter meditation?"

"Meditation?" Arslan was stunned.

"Did you comprehend the healing technique?" the old man asked again.

Arslan's mind raced. He immediately reacted and nodded his head hurriedly. "Yes, Grandpa. I was thinking about how to save you just now, and I got the healing technique!"

"Good boy!" The old man's eyes were filled with joy and surprise as he motioned for Arslan to help him up.

Arslan did as he was told.

"Call Popit and the others in!"

"Yes!"

Arslan turned around and walked out of the house. He shouted to the surrounding people, "Grandpa wants everyone to come in!"

Popit and the others appeared once again and rushed into the house in joy.

Seeing that the old man was sitting on the grass, his complexion was no longer deathly still. Popit was overjoyed, "Grand Sheikh, what's going on?"

"Arslan saved me!" The old man said indifferently. He added, "I feel like I can hold on for a while longer now!"

"Ah! Great!" Popit was overjoyed.

"Then our Gray Eye tribe has a guide!" Someone started to cheer.

The old man shook his head with a smile. "The current Gray Eye tribal chief is Arslan. The one who can guide you is him!"

When he realized that everyone was looking at him again, Arslan could not help but feel a chill in his heart. "Me?"