"Get together, don't panic, don't shoot for the time being!"

Under Professor Bris' loud reminder, more than a dozen people gathered quickly, took out their automatic weapons, and looked around vigilantly.

Soon, some natives with colored faces were holding long hairs, wooden forks, or bows and arrows, and blew arrows, and devoted themselves from behind the thick leaves, surrounding them.

"Professor Briss, I have a small problem," Willy asked.

“What’s the problem?”

"Why do those who come to attack us seem to be women?"

"This is a very primitive race in the Amazon River Basin, and there are only women in their tribes."

"Impossible?" Willie said, "If only women do, how do they reproduce?"

"They reaped their offspring by stealing men," said Bris, "unfortunately, today we became their target."

Willie:...
Chapter completed!