Initiating a Plant Revolution in the Otherworld

Chapter 261 Husky?Husky! (33) (seeking tickets~)

There is always an inverse relationship between the temperature and the amount of clothing on the girls.

As the temperature gradually warmed up, the girls in Chaos City showed their slender ankles and delicate collarbones again.

As for the fair and slender beautiful legs, that is a beauty that can only be appreciated in summer.

But for Ron, if he really wants to see it, there are quite a few ways, but he can't go into details.

In the northern border, the money-burning battle of hot pot restaurants is in full swing.

Under Mia's frontal attack, the pirated hot pot restaurant had no choice but to lower the price, biting the bullet and fighting a price war with Mia.

And the price must be lower than Mia's hot pot restaurant.

Otherwise, the price of the two hot pot restaurants is the same, but the taste of one is better and the other is mediocre.

Everyone knows how to choose.

Unless the one with the good taste is full of customers, no one will patronize the pirated hot pot restaurant at all.

Probably it was Andre III who was really intimidated by Mia, so the hot pot restaurant has not encountered any off-site factors so far, except for some small troubles.

Both sides are actually launching a charge by means of commercial competition, and it depends on whoever bleeds from his body first, whoever will fall first.

In the private experimental area on the outskirts of Chaos City, most of the experimental research area has been constructed.

Many experimental equipment can be put into use in turn after a few days of testing.

After Illya made a sound-proof array device powered by bright elemental potatoes, she once again devoted herself to the research on the principle of elemental potatoes.

After Illya started the formal experiment, Edith also entered the state and planned a suitable time management form for the experimental research area.

And Harper is still working hard on the construction site, hoping to complete the construction of the magic power-element reaction area as soon as possible, and start his own research as soon as possible.

During the period, Ron took the time to go to a prayer house in the suburbs.

With Sylvie continuing to implement the nun introduction plan, seven prayer homes have been built in the suburbs, and more than 400 nuns and aunts have gathered here.

If they were just to be in charge of the previous piece of Variety, it would be a bit too much labor.

And as elemental cards become popular in the imperial city, the sale of elemental cards will inevitably spread to the entire empire.

At that time, the number of elemental cards required will inevitably increase significantly.

Therefore, Ron planted a large number of variety radishes in batches in the breeding space, all the way to the land in the outskirts, and instantly expanded the original small variety breeding garden into a large breeding base.

For this reason, Ron specially made another batch of Gods of Hegemony cards to reward the nuns to meet their growing mahjong needs.

In the long-term mahjong confrontation, the nuns are no longer satisfied with the original simple rules, and have developed various novel and complex playing methods by themselves.

Ron expressed a headache about this, and left after understanding the situation a little bit.

Now that the breeding area of ​​Baibianluo has expanded, the factory buildings in the suburbs naturally need to be expanded accordingly.

A batch of macaroni vines for assembly line production was provided to the factory that had been expanded several times, and Ron walked around the factory.

The workers have become more and more proficient in using macaroni vine.

These macaroni vines that have been working in the factory, because of their own learning ability, basically as long as the workers touch their tentacles, they will immediately know what posture to pose.

It's like knowing it's time to turn over after patting the butt with the old driver.

This saves a lot of labor, makes workers' work easier, and greatly improves the efficiency of packaging element cards.

After experiencing all these things one by one, the time came to February [-]th.

This afternoon, in the guest bedroom on the second floor of the Flower Shop in Chaos City.

Ron sat on the chair beside the bed, and asked the werewolf lying on the bed with dull eyes in a gentle tone:

"where do you come from?"

"What's your name?"

"How did you come to Chaos City?"

"What's the matter with the injury on your body?"

"..."

Ron asked a question every few seconds. Seeing that the werewolf on the bed didn't respond, he asked the next one.

It's a pity that the werewolf seemed to be stupid, staring blankly at the ceiling without saying a word.

If you can't communicate, it's very troublesome.

It stands to reason that the current continental lingua franca was spread when the orcs were the overlords of the mainland, so the werewolf couldn't understand what Ron was talking about.

So either the werewolf didn't want to talk to the Terrans, or he was so shocked that he had a nervous breakdown and he was stupid.

"You should have been dead."

"It was a little girl named Jolina in the store who saved you."

"Otherwise you are already a corpse in the alley."

"You were injured too badly at the time, and Jolina couldn't completely heal you, so she could only find me."

"The reason why you are lying here intact now is because I gave you many precious medicines."

"Otherwise, no one can save you."

"So, if you can hear me and still have the ability to speak, please answer the savior's question."

The room remained silent.

The werewolf's throat rolled.

Ron's eyes were sharp, so he immediately struck while the iron was hot, and asked again, "Where are you from?"

"How did you come to Chaos City?"

The werewolf's lips twitched.

After a long time, he opened his mouth and spit out a word in a very hoarse voice:

"……thirsty."

The corners of Ron's eyes twitched, and he immediately shouted out the door: "Jolina! Pour him a glass of water and come in!"

Da da da!

Jolina immediately ran to fetch the water, then opened the door and walked in.

"Give him some water, he says he's too thirsty."

Gollum.

Jolina deftly poured the water into the protruding wolf mouth of the werewolf.

The werewolf on the bed looked at the ordinary-looking girl in front of him with strange and complicated eyes.

"...Why did you save me?"

the werewolf asked suddenly.

Jolina was so frightened that her hands shook, some of the water in the cup spilled out and landed on the werewolf's face and neck.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" Jolina quickly took the towel from the bedside table and wiped it for the werewolf.

"Why do you want to save me?"

The werewolf didn't care about the water stains and just asked again.

Jolina was stunned, and said submissively: "You saved me first, so I saved you."

Werewolf: "?"

Who saved you?

Why do I have no impression at all?

In fact, he has long been in the stage of chaotic consciousness. Although his body is still acting instinctively, looking for a safe place, his consciousness is fuzzy, and most of the time he doesn't know what he is doing.

Let alone saving lives.

After Jolina fed him and wiped him, she walked out of the room.

In the guest bedroom, only Ron and the werewolf were left.

"Why did you save me?" the werewolf turned to look at Ron and asked.

"Do you need a reason to save people?"

"I am a werewolf, you are a human race."

"For me, you are no threat, and saving you is just a matter of convenience."

The werewolf choked for a moment, but his eyes dimmed suddenly when he thought of his broken fighting spirit vortex.

"I answered your question, so why don't you answer my question?" Ron laughed, "Where do you come from? How did you come to Chaos City?"

The werewolf was silent for a few minutes before speaking:

"I am the young chieftain of the Wolf Fang tribe in the Extreme North Ice Field."

"The Orc King's Court forcibly ordered the warriors of our entire tribe to launch a death charge towards the Beast Abyss Pass."

"So we rebelled and fled directly to Forrest Forest."

"I was hunted down by the elves, and was hunted down by the army in the east of the human race, and finally escaped all the way, and I was the only one left..."

The whole room fell silent.

Ron was speechless for a moment.

"If you...rebel, what will happen to the people in the original tribe?"

Hearing this question, the werewolf turned his head back, the corners of his mouth curled up in mockery and bitterness:

"Oh, I'm already starving to death."

"We are just abandoned children of the royal court."

"They planned it long before the Winter War started."

"Which tribe should be sacrificed this year, and which tribe should be sacrificed next year."

"As long as the seven Red Fang tribes survive, the orcs will always have hope."

"As for other small and medium-sized tribes, for the continuation of the orc tribe, they can all be sacrificed with honor."

The Beast King's Court is not an established place, nor is it a building, but a military organization that the Beast Race will form every winter.

The chief of the seven large tribes of the orc tribe belongs to the highest decision-making level of the orc royal family. He holds the post of "Red Fang" and is responsible for dispatching the power of the entire orc tribe.

Therefore, the large tribe is also known as the Red Fang Tribe.

In the eyes of other small and medium-sized tribes, the red teeth are more like the blood of their own clansmen.

From the perspective of the werewolf in front of him, it is indeed a cruel thing to force their entire tribe to sacrifice.

Ron had nothing to say.

It is better to say less about things between races.

"Your body is almost recovered, and you will probably be able to get out of bed and walk around in a day or two." Ron changed the subject, "Any plans for the future?"

Lying on the bed and moving his eyes, the werewolf looked blank.

Living in the extreme arctic ice sheet for many years, he probably doesn't even know what the city of chaos is, let alone how to live in such a hot place.

"If you have no plans, it's okay to continue living here. As long as you don't do anything that hurts others, I won't take the initiative to drive you away," Ron said.

He was very curious about the current situation of the orcs, and planned to ask some more information from the werewolf.

After all, the books he read were all written by the human race themselves, so there must be some bias in the description.

He was very curious about how the orcs viewed themselves and the human race.

But this will have to wait until the werewolf's mood improves a little.

Ron got up and walked out of the room. When he came to the door, he suddenly remembered something, turned his head and asked, "I forgot to ask, what's your name?"

Werewolf: "Husky."

Ron froze: "Husky?"

Werewolf: "Husky!"

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(End of this chapter)