World of Beasts: Green Snake, please pet it gently

In the evening, the people of the Sunset tribe gathered together to keep warm, and one of them, a naive young bear orc, said in confusion.

"Old patriarch, why don't we add some salt? Those three backpacks are of no use."

"Yeah, I just took a closer look, and it's not very strong yet."

Many people didn't understand what the patriarch was excited about.

The old patriarch rolled his eyes at these naive orcs: "You guys, use your brains more!"

"Is it the three ready-made backpacks that matter?"

When everyone heard this, they were even more confused. Why do you need this backpack if it's not important?

They were almost confused by the old patriarch.

The old clan leader looked at his clan members. Each one was dumber than the last, and he suddenly felt depressed.

Why do the people of the Qingshan tribe seem to be smarter than the other?

He let out a long sigh: "The scene of this backpack is not important, but the important thing is the production technology."

"If we take this thing back, dismantle it, and then make it ourselves, wouldn't it be ours?"

"At this time next year, it will be time for our Sunset Tribe to exchange this thing."

Now that the words have reached this point, these orcs suddenly realize.

"Oh~ So that's it."

Someone said excitedly: "Then next year we can exchange our backpacks for salt!"

God knows how hard they have to hunt every day to get enough animal skins to exchange for salt. They also have to raise the females and cubs in the tribe. It is really stressful.

The old patriarch sat by the fire and rolled his eyes at them. Fortunately, his son was different from them.

Otherwise, he would really be worried about the position of clan leader.

In the evening, An Ran and Chang Liu filled all the backpacks with salt. One basket can hold ten bags of salt, and one orc can carry two large baskets. Together with the people from the Sunset tribe, they can just carry them all.

Niu Li, Shi Po and others have roasted a lot of meat and will eat more tonight so that they will have enough energy to go on the road tomorrow.

Jin Hu squatted next to Chang Liu and took a bite of the meat happily: "I didn't expect that this backpack full of holes can be exchanged for salt."

Niu Li echoed: "Yes, An Ran, why did you give the backpack away without changing it for salt?"

An Ran swallowed the meat in her mouth and looked at Niu Li and the others: "Isn't it enough that we have so much salt?"

"No one thinks there is too much salt. If you can't finish it this year, you can still eat it next year."

Even Shi Po followed suit.

They simply don't understand why they don't want to replace the food with salt when they can obviously exchange it for salt.

Jin Hu rolled his eyes at them: "You guys are just stupid!"

"If it were changed, could we take the salt back now?"

Only then did Niu Li, Shi Po, Xia Sheng and others react and look at the neatly arranged backpacks next to them.

Yes, if there were no backpacks, even fifty orcs might not be able to carry so much salt.

Xia Sheng smiled and said: "You are still smart, why didn't we think of it?"

An Ran saw that they only guessed half of it right, and turned to look at Chang Liu who was still eating meat seriously.

"Chang Liu, why do you think it is?"

As soon as Chang Liu heard this, An Ran wanted to test him.

The corners of his mouth raised slightly and he smiled: "If we don't give this basket to please that goddess, I'm afraid we won't be able to leave the Salt Tribe at all."

"what!"

Xia Sheng, Niu Li and others were so frightened that they almost dropped the meat in their hands.

"how come!"

Jin Hu suddenly stood up from the ground and said bitterly: "It's impossible. With our strength, we can't get out!"

It's not that easy for a salt tribe to trap his golden tiger.

Besides, he hasn't seen many of the powerful orcs here. So far, there is only one clan leader, Hua Mu, who is interesting, and he doesn't pay attention to the others at all.

Chang Liu only glanced at this simple-minded brother lightly, and continued to eat meat without saying anything.

An Ran smiled when he heard his conceited words: "You can run out, but what about them?"

"Where's the salt behind you? What about the rest of our tribe?"

Just now he was still dissatisfied with Chang Liu's words of looking down on them, but now he heard what An Ran said, and then he lowered his head in shame.

Yes, they might be able to run out, but they don’t need the salt. Without the salt, what will happen to the females and cubs of the tribe?

Jin Hu also realized his recklessness and came over licking his face: "Haha, Chang Liu Anran, how do you know so clearly?"

An Ran was speechless when she saw his face, which was not contaminated by knowledge and showed a natural purity.

Why could Chang Liu find it but not him?

Aren’t they all warriors of the tribe?

Chang Liu only tilted his head slightly and glanced at Jinhu: "Look for less females and use your brain more."

Jin Hu made a fool of himself at the sudden teasing, and immediately moved away from the two of them, pouting and muttering on the other side.

"Hmph, what's so great? I can be so smart in the future. Isn't it just that I have eaten meat for two more years than me?"

After complaining, his eyes unconsciously moved to An Ran's back, and he looked envious when he saw the two of them talking and laughing there.

He didn't understand why An Ran liked Chang Liu and not himself, also arranged by the clan leader.

He is obviously much cuter and hairier than Chang Liu's incomprehensible snake.

It's so warm to hold in the winter. Holding a snake requires a lot of use of the animal skin. It's a waste.

An Ran whispered: "Chang Liu, you are not afraid that he will be angry if you say this."

Chang Liu turned to stare at An Ran, smiled and whispered in her ear: "He hasn't grown the muscles to make him angry yet."

"puff"

An Ran was immediately amused when he heard this. Jin Hu indeed looked like a little brother.

Although they have exchanged enough salt, such a large amount has already reddened the eyes of the tribesmen who simply cannot exchange enough salt.

They are still in the territory of the Salt Tribe, and they dare not do anything. If they cause trouble, they may not be allowed to exchange salt next year.

They can't mess with this big tribe, but hehe, there is a long road ahead, and there is plenty of time...

This night, everyone didn't sleep well. I'm afraid the road back will be more difficult than when we came. Everyone knows this.

Early the next morning, before dawn, the old patriarch of the sunset tribe came over with his people.

Chang Liu also got up to assign tasks, and An Ran also got up early to help pack away the animal skins and some small things.

When a faint hint of daylight appeared on the horizon, they had already packed their things.

Chang Liu led the team from the front. After the golden tiger was broken, a large group of people set off into the snow.

Mu Xun, as the old patriarch of the Sunset Tribe, had to carry salt even though he was old. Considering his age, Chang Liu only allowed him to carry ten bags of salt.

After leaving the Salt Tribe, we headed towards the forest behind us. Once we entered the forest, the sea breeze became much lighter and everyone moved much more easily.

An Ran hid in Chang Liu's arms and looked around boredly.

Suddenly, she saw a dark shadow passing through the forest, and she immediately opened her mouth: "Chang Liu..."

Before the words could be spoken, Chang Liu's big hand covered his mouth, his eyes fixed on the front, and he whispered: "Shh, keep your voice down."