Shen Nong took the trivial matter as a command, "That old man said we can take as much as we can. I didn't say we should fill it all up, so it doesn't violate any system rules."
The system's voice trembled slightly, "Understood."
Oh my God! Oh my God!
This must be its glorious moment of unification!
It actually exploited a bug in the rules along with its host!
It's so excited!
Chapter 13 The Salt Mountain is Gone
Playing You
Salt Department Priest's Cave.
Mang Lin's face was full of anger. "Priest, you said that if the Wood Tribe had no salt in winter, the Beast God would make the Wood Tribe pay the price for me."
The thought that the Mu tribe now not only had salt rocks, but also enough salt rocks to feed them for several winters made Mang Lin furious.
"Are these few broken jars really worth exchanging for so many salt stones from the Salt Ministry?"
The old priest, displeased with Mang Lin's loud and boisterous attitude, said with a stern face, "What do you know? This pottery jar is no ordinary thing. I've only ever seen it at the residence of the High Priest in Beast City."
Mang Lin was slightly taken aback. He suddenly remembered that when the priest first came to the tribe, he seemed to have asked the tribesmen to make stone pots for a while.
They said they wanted to make a jar that only Beast City could have.
Back then, priests only needed to hone the skills of weak old orcs or those who hadn't awakened their powers.
He was young and weak then. This suited the priest's requirements perfectly, and he polished many stone jars.
However, the priest never seemed quite satisfied.
"Was this the kind of 'stone jar' the priest wanted to make back then?" Mang Lin asked uncertainly.
The old priest nodded. "When I was in Beast City, these kinds of jars could be traded for many things elsewhere."
"So many that a level seven orc warrior needs to transform and carry them."
The old priest stared intently at the pottery jar, as if he could see a bright future that would transform the Salt Tribe into a second Beast City. "With the method to make this pottery jar, the Salt Tribe will definitely become stronger."
“Manglin, what we need to do now is to make these pottery jars, then organize people to take them out and trade them. Instead of getting upset over that little bit of salt.”
Mang Lin took a deep breath and went outside to make the transaction.
What kind of world would that be?
The old priest was also very dissatisfied with being tricked by Shen Nong.
He said, "Even if the Mu tribe takes so much salt, they still need to be alive to bring it back."
Mang Lin wanted to ask the old priest what to do, but the old priest waved him away, saying, "By the Beast God, some things you say will anger the Beast God."
Mang Lin really couldn't understand this old priest. If saying it would anger people, then doing it wouldn't?
However, since the old priest wouldn't tell him, it was pointless for him to ask.
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"Wolf Rain, you're back from the hunt?"
Seeing Lang Yu carrying two deer on his shoulders, Ma Cao, a member of the guard, grinned maliciously and said, "Does a female orc want to go into the cave with you?"
"You think everyone is like you, that there aren't any female orcs willing to stay in your cave during the winter?"
Lang Yu shrugged and raised his head. "In a few days, we won't be able to hunt deer in the forest anymore. If you don't have deer blood to drink, come to me, and I can give you some."
"so good?"
Some of the horse grass people didn't believe it.
Wolf Rain was about to nod, but after a pause, he said, "Bring animal hides in exchange."
Ma Cao muttered, "There are so few animal hides in the tribe this year, do you think I'm stupid?"
Seeing that his little scheme had been exposed, Lang Yu coughed and asked, "Haven't the Wood Tribe come to exchange their animal hides yet?"
When Ma Cao mentioned this, his face darkened and his tone became unpleasant, "He just left not long ago."
Although Lang Yu was not very bright, he wasn't so dim-witted that he couldn't read facial expressions. He asked curiously, "What's with that expression? Didn't they bring animal hides to exchange for salt?"
Ma Cao gritted his teeth in anger as he thought of the giant beast carrying a mountain of salt stones.
"Not only did they not bring animal hides to exchange for salt, they also hired giant beasts to carry away a lot of our salt rocks! It's the same amount that other tribes have exchanged together."
"Impossible, the behemoth won't obey."
Without a second thought, Lang Yu refuted Ma Cao's words, saying that even their Salt Tribe couldn't make the giant beast obey, let alone the mere Wood Tribe.
Ma Cao knew what Lang Yu was thinking; he didn't believe it either until he saw the giant beast with his own eyes.
“The beast is so big, how could I mistake it for something else and lie to you?” Ma Cao gestured with an extremely large circle. “Such a large piece of salt is like a small pebble in the beast’s hand.”
Realizing that the Wood Tribe had indeed used some unknown method to control the giant beast, Wolf Rain asked urgently, "The priest isn't concerned about moving so much salt?"
"It was the priest who led them to the salt mountain to move it."
No sooner had he finished speaking than Wolf Rain rushed into the tribe. Horse Grass, seeing the deer Wolf Rain had thrown to the ground, shouted, "Hey! Where are you going! Don't you want the deer anymore!"
Lang Yu didn't even turn his head, "Take me to the cave!"
The towering figure made the cave even darker. After Lang Yu bent down to enter, he restrained his temper and bowed his head respectfully.
"priest."
The old priest held the pottery jar that Shen Nong had brought earlier in his arms, stroking it absently, his face expressionless.
But it's easy to see from his gentle movements that he loves it very much.
"Who upset you? Why do you look so unhappy?"
The old priest didn't care about Lang Yu's answer; he could guess why the other party had come.
He glanced up and gestured for Lang Yu to look towards the corner.
"Pull up the animal hide and take a look."
Despite having countless questions in his heart, Lang Yu dared not disobey the priest.
Obediently, they followed the old priest's instructions and lifted the animal skin.
"A stone jar?" Lang Yu glanced at the pattern on the jar and looked at the old priest. "Priest, the pattern on the stone jar is really beautiful."
The Salt Tribe had never seen such a stone jar before. Wolf Rain asked, "Which tribe brought this?"
"Wood Tribe."
Wolf Rain, who had initially thought the stone jar was beautiful, suddenly felt that the jar wasn't so great after all.
He had heard from the python grass that the wood tribe had taken away a lot of salt stones from the salt tribe.
Could it be that these stone jars in front of us are the only ones we're using?
Polishing stone jars is not difficult for them. Even if there are beautiful patterns on them, so what? Their priests can draw those patterns themselves.
Wolf Rain couldn't understand it at all. "Priest, how could the Wood Tribe exchange so many salt rocks for just a few stone jars?"
The old priest did not answer Lang Yu's question, but only said to him, "Pick it up and take a look."
Lang Yu lifted the "stone pot" with one hand, but almost threw it away because he used too much force.
wrong.
The weight of the "stone pot" is incorrect.
"priest.."
Wolf Rain looked at the old priest, puzzled.
The old priest recalled the name Shen Nong had mentioned, "This is a clay pot."
Earthenware jar?
Wolf Rain examined the jar in his hand, turning it over and over. Although it was better than the stone jar...
But Lang Yu still felt it wasn't worth it to exchange so many salt stones for just a few broken jars.
"Priest, I heard the Wood Tribe took away a lot of salt rocks." Wolf Rain glanced at the pottery jars on the ground. "Aren't these jars too few?"
The old priest said in a deep voice, "The Wood Tribe concealed the existence of the giant beast, and those salt stones were all obtained by them through deception from the Salt Department."
Wolf Rain put down the pottery jar in his hand and said angrily, "Those cunning Wood Tribe people! I'll send men to chase after them right now!"
“By the Beast God, this transaction was completed under the witness of the Beast God.” The old priest sighed, utterly helpless. “I cannot order the tribe’s warriors to retrieve the salt stones they swindled.”
So, is that it?
When has their salt tribe ever been deceived by such a small tribe?
Hmph, the priest promised the Beast God, but he didn't.
Wolf Rain had an idea in mind and respectfully bid farewell to the old priest.
After leaving the priest's cave, Wolf Rain went straight to Leopard Autumn's cave, only to find it empty.
He pulled one of them aside and asked, "Have you seen Leopard Autumn?"
"Oh, he went to see Mangshan Mountain."
Python Mountain was severely injured by the beast tide. Even the priest, after examining him, said that only the beast god could save him.
Now, Mangshan can only lie in his cave and wait to die.
Wolf Rain arrived at the cave in Python Mountain and heard sounds of things being smashed coming from inside.
Before he could go inside, a figure flew out of the cave.
"Bang!"
Dust rose from the ground as Lang Yu ran toward the person who had fallen.
"Leopard Autumn!"