Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Although the people of the deep forest usually like to boast about how brave they are, when death is imminent, the prisoners still feel fear and cannot help but talk about it.

But who can tell for sure? They can only look at each other's equally confused faces, shake their heads and sigh, letting the panic spread like a virus among the crowd.

Finally, when the atmosphere was almost depressing and no one could say a word, a group of guys with brisk steps entered the playground accompanied by the dull sound of drums.

The crowd that had fallen into deathly silence finally started to move. They all stretched their necks and squinted their eyes, trying to see whether the person coming was the butcher or the god of death.

However, the answer was none of them. The people coming were not even the orcs running around on the Pemos grassland, but a group of pure-blooded humans with one nose and two eyes.

Although the clothes they wore were decent and clean, judging from their rough faces that were always flushed, they should be the Pemos people who had lived on the grassland for generations.

Their ancestors might have been fugitives, exiled nobles, border horse thieves, or even slaves captured by grassland tribes.

But now, without exception, they have become members of the Pemos Khanate, and with their high basic wisdom, they have held important positions and become members of the new nobility.

Of course, discrimination is not something that can be eliminated so easily. Even if the orcs are willing to give them face, the Deep Forest People will not do so.

therefore.

"Bah, you beastly lackey!"

"Damn it, why did you call these cowards here? It's disgusting!"

"Okay, okay, I surrender, okay? God, just smelling the mutton stench on them makes me want to throw up!"

Perhaps because it had been suppressed for too long, the verbal abuse from the audience grew louder and louder, and someone even tried to throw his shoes up.

However, the grassland warriors who were responsible for maintaining order seemed to be well prepared and easily caught this impolite flying prop.

Snapped!

The sound of hard objects hitting the iron gloves was crisp and pleasant. The prisoners of war, who were so excited that they seemed like they would start a riot at any time, calmed down at the last moment.

There is no other reason. Those brave and strong ones had been locked up in solitary confinement after attempting to escape from prison, and the rest were essentially just a group of weak cowards.

Now seeing the orcs on the wall drawing their bows and arrows one after another, with this heap of magic armor-piercing arrows falling down, half of them would fall down in the first batch, his eyes immediately became clear again.

Sweeping the crowd below the stage with a cold gaze, the lion-man, who was obviously the leader of the guards, threw his shoes on the ground and silently retreated behind the humans.

Nodding to the man who was one of the Khan's personal guards, the human representative stepped forward and spoke slowly.

"My friends from the deep forest, I am your compatriot from the grassland. My name is Yelchat Shimizu."

There was still silence in the audience. The prisoners in the deep forest were certainly dissatisfied, but at least no one dared to say anything.

So the human representative continued.

"I know you have strong hostility towards us. Although I don't think you need to be like this, I can understand why you have such negative emotions."

"Because you don't understand us, you don't understand the Pemos Khanate, and you don't understand why there is a piece of bastard grassland in the north of our homeland that is unwilling to compromise with you no matter what."

"It's okay. It's not your fault. Or rather, it's our fault. We are not used to introducing ourselves. So starting today, we will lead you to understand the most authentic grassland."

"So, you can call me, Mr. Shimizu."

The prisoners of war in the deep forest looked at each other in bewilderment, and thus welcomed their new "campus" life with doubt.

And in a beautiful bay thousands of miles away from here, new developments are also developing.

Although it is a magical world, according to the universal rules of the multiverse, goods still will not grow from the shelves by themselves, and technology cannot be infinitely improved through my thinking.

So, as a nomadic country that is ultimately poor and cannot successfully plunder enough supplies every year, how has Pemos, whose economic supply should have collapsed long ago, maintained a state of war until now after completely breaking up with its only neighboring country, Deep Forest?

Lingxi Kingdom: Hi, hi, here they come!

In order to earn more gold coins, Lingxi merchants can even organize fleets to bypass most of the main continent to do business in the Glorious King's Capital. How could they let go of the Pemos Prairie which is only separated by a sea?

Although ice is inevitable on the sea surface in winter due to the high latitude, under the influence of warm ocean currents, it is not a problem to find a suitable ice-free port along the long coastline.

Therefore, after dealing with the war, Peimos Khan came here without stopping, ready to receive a batch of important trade supplies from Lingxi merchants.

Although the truth that all unscrupulous businessmen are unscrupulous is completely applicable even if it is magnified to the entire infinite multiverse.

But it must be said that, at least when it comes to punctuality, the Lingxi people who love traveling and trade are still quite reliable.

They said they would arrive today, and they really arrived today. It was clearly a huge fleet consisting of dozens of ships, but they still didn't keep him waiting for even a single day.

Moreover, in line with the practice of fixed merchants managing fixed channels, the person who came to do business with Khan this time was still his old acquaintance in Lingxi.

"Good afternoon, Great Khan!"

The marquis, who was given the title of Yuhua, gave an exaggerated aristocratic salute as he entered the room, and then sang with his hands in an ups and downs manner. It was probably the lyrics that he had specially discussed with famous opera masters.

"Your home, in the harbor, Yuhua Fashion Shopping Network, everyone's friend of desire!"

No, I got it wrong, it should be.

"The master of the vast grassland, the lion of three thousand tribes, the king of gold on the top of the snowy mountain, your most loyal old friend is here to see you again with the latest Lingxi goodies!"

Khan was naturally a little nervous, but he got used to it after a while, so he still shook hands with him with a smile.

"Very good, my friend. Although I have been very busy since the Early Winter Offensive, I have not forgotten to count the days and look forward to your arrival."

This smile is quite genuine. After all, even though the Marquis is a big jerk who talks nonsense, at least the goods are real.

For the current Pemos Khanate, it is not easy to have such a channel to purchase scarce goods, especially precious materials.

Otherwise, even if the Khan's head was cut off and sold as braised lion's head, it would not be enough to support the dwarves' almost bottomless mechanical research.

So just let it go. After all, they worked hard to transport the goods here. It’s okay to want to earn more. The most important thing is to find a way to grow the fields well!

Using such words to comfort his wallet which was about to bleed profusely, the Khan began to look through the list of goods provided by Marquis Yuhua.

As a result, his expression became stiffer and stiffer, and he felt more and more uncomfortable. It was not because of the goods, but because...

Oh, damn, are they the worms in my stomach? Why do they all look so tempting?

There are definitely no roundworms, but there are indeed "ascaris".

Because as a country with a 500-year business history, the Lingxi Kingdom has already pointed out the big data analysis technology that only exists on Earth.

As for one of their most important trading partners, the think tank had long guessed the current development direction and industry pain points of the Pemos Khanate through continuous analysis and deduction.

Relying on first-hand information to cater to their preferences, meet their needs, and serve them what they want, doesn't that mean you want to buy everything you see?

So the Khan, who was so majestic on the battlefield a few days ago, has become a kitten in the hands of the Lingxi people. He can only breathe out while obediently ticking the boxes on the list.

But as he typed on, he found that things on the list began to appear that he couldn't understand.

After calling over his consultant, a forest deerman with silver blood, for instructions, the other party also revealed a look of doubt.

"Khan, I have never heard of such a thing."

"..."

The Khan keenly sensed that there was something fishy going on, but now he was the one asking for help, so he had no choice but to move forward even if there was something fishy going on.

There is no choice but to take a deep breath.

"Your Excellency the Marquis."

"Hey!"

The other party seemed to have guessed that I would call him, and immediately came over attentively.

"If you have any questions, please feel free to tell me. I will be happy to answer your questions!"

……

Khan: Damn it!

"Well, I want to know, what is this 'Winchester...Lovewood...1887'?"

Unexpectedly, before the Khan could feel ashamed of his awkward pronunciation, the Marquis let out a scream.

"Hey!"

Subconsciously, I wanted to snatch the list back, but I quickly pulled it back before my hand dropped it.

He could only shake his hands frantically and stamp his feet anxiously.

"What the hell is wrong with these guys? Why did they give me this... Ouch, ouch!!!"

The Khan and the advisor were stunned upon seeing this. Could it be that this word had some magical power that would make the Lingxi people go crazy when they heard it?

It was Khan who first came to his senses. He held down the list with his big paws, feeling grief-stricken.

"Your Excellency the Marquis, is there anything we need to hide from each other after so many years of friendship?"

"This……"

The Marquis's face was trembling with confusion, but now that things had come to this, he could only sigh and tell the Khan everything.

It turned out that some nobles from Lingxi organized an ocean-going fleet to the Glowing Kingdom two months ago, but the fleet had just bypassed the deep forest coast when it ran into a strong storm and lost contact.

The unlucky guy thought he would lose everything and was ready to sell his pants to pay off his debts, but the fleet contacted the mainland again and claimed that they had discovered a new civilization in the big forest south of Glow.

This group of people who call themselves pioneers and belong to an organization called "Tower Community" are quite strange. In addition to various buildings of various styles, they also have many new and strange things that have never been heard of.

The most magical thing among them is this thing called a firearm. It clearly has nothing to do with any magic technology and is completely driven by machinery, but it can produce effects that are more powerful than magic at a long distance.

The Lingxi Caravan paid a huge price to buy back a batch of them, and they were sold out as soon as they arrived in the royal capital. The unit price was comparable to that of mithril, allowing that damn noble to make a fortune.

However, there is no business without fraud. He feels that he has made a lot of money, but Huazi feels that he can make even more!

therefore.

"We brought a few guns with us on this trip. We originally wanted to give them to the fleet guards. After all, the wind is high and the waves are rough. Who knows if we will encounter pirates."

"Oh, I don't know what happened. Maybe the warehouse manager made a mistake. He accidentally wrote it down!"

……

After hearing this, the Khan slowly came to his senses. He realized that this stupid marquis was obviously setting a trap for him on purpose, just waiting for him to jump into it.

But what can I do? I can't beat him with his 500 years of business experience!

I can only express it in a reserved manner.

"Oh, is that so? I have never heard of such a thing..."

"May I ask if you could bring one over here so that I can open my eyes?"

While Khan Peimos was excitedly following Marquis Yuhua out of the tent, ready to see the new and interesting things from the far south, on the other side of the planet.

"Absolutely."

In fact, Ji Ming knew that with Christine's personality, she would sooner or later do something extremely abstract after going to the deep forest.

But he never expected that if he did, it would be fine, but once he did, it would be such a cruel move that he would be eliminated for eight chapters.

Moreover, although most of the nobles in the deep forest are selfish and will do anything to gain power, just like... the nobles of the glory, this Khan Pemos seems to be quite valuable.

Although his strategic arrangement seemed wise, it was completely in vain because he completely ignored the situation at the top of the forest. But at least he used his brain to think about it, right?

When the Deep Forest server is officially opened in the future, I can introduce him to the players. Anyway, everyone is trying to form a multi-racial alliance, so he can be considered a natural ally.

But since this year's Northern Masters Challenge has officially ended with a win-win outcome, time has passed quickly, and it is already June in Qixia City.

The temperature gradually rose. If it weren't for the Holy Light Mountains acting as air conditioners, this city built on the plains would have turned into a big steamer long ago.

But for Ji Ming, whose popularity was a little too good, even too good, the feeling of being stuffed into a pot and steamed over a high fire was no less painful.

Ironically, the press conference held in the palace seemed to not only put an end to this year's royal assessment, but also cut the string of reason in the hearts of the royal nobles.

It could be that the losers gave up on themselves, or it could be that everyone was really frustrated. In any case, over the past half month, the noble children in the capital had been holding all kinds of banquets almost as a revenge.

Not only do you have to celebrate your own birthday, but also your pet’s birthday. Not only do you have to celebrate your friends’ gatherings, but you also have to celebrate your classmates’ gatherings. And the poker session at the end is becoming more and more ostentatious.

The situation got so chaotic that even the old guard in the capital couldn't stand it anymore. Several dukes who were famous for their fun-loving nature in their youth, led by the king, wrote letters to urge everyone to be more restrained.

——Please, even if it’s just a little bit, please focus more on the important things.

However, the result is that they did start to get down to business, but maybe...

It is not what they imagined it to be.