Runeland: My Cold Fox Chinese version of the game

"You see, this is what I can do. When the tribe had only 2,000 people, my ability was really powerful.

But now, the tribe has more than 10,000 people. The gift given by Ornn has begun to become insignificant when facing a tribe of tens of thousands of people!"

For the first time, Jincheng exchanged his monthly quota for cheap and low-quality coarse grains, because this thing was very cheap. In the supermarket of his previous life, no one wanted it even if it was given away for free. Even if it was taken home, it would be left to rot.

He also took out all the food that he stored in his private granary every month this year.

The piles of coarse grains filled more than a dozen granaries.

There were small, unsweet and unpalatable sweet potatoes with pits and dirt.

And corn that tasted like chewing wax and had no taste or flavor at all.

And the old rice that had turned yellow and no one wanted.

...

But the quantity was shocking.

…

It was the first time that Jincheng had searched the Trust-Mart supermarket to buy these.

There was also the surplus of low-quality food from every month.

The weather in Freljord made food extremely difficult to rot and easy to store.

All of the low-quality coarse grains here were worth 30,000 to 40,000 yuan. The scene of these grains directly filling more than 20 granaries made Xijian and Gujia silent.

They knew that Jincheng could take out food, but they didn't expect that he could take out so much at once.

Since the tribal granaries were built, it was the first time that so many were filled.

Sejuani stood beside Xijian and Gujia without saying a word. She already had a faint bad premonition in her heart.

From Jincheng's perspective, these three generations of grandparents and grandchildren really have a lot of similarities.

Of course, Jincheng also tried his best to use up the remaining 4,000 quotas in the system this month, all to intimidate Xijian and Gujia.

After all, just now, after Sejuani's words, Kojia, whose face had completely turned pale, and Xijian, who seemed to have regained her war mother's posture, had already shown signs of attacking.

What Jincheng couldn't believe was that they even brought true ice weapons.

But what about war mothers? What about ice blood? What about strong people? The two old men in the north were still directly frightened by Jincheng's "big hand".

Jincheng pointed to four of the granaries.

"I can only take out a little bit every month, and it's not enough to share with the entire tribe now. Grandma, mother, we all know this!

I want to leave Freljord, I want to leave the Winter Claw tribe, not because I hate the weather here and love a better life. This is my home, and you are my only family left in the world.

I left because... Anivia told me that the real winter will sweep across the entire Freljord in the future, and then there will be a shortage of supplies.

With only so little stuff, who can use it!"

Jincheng pointed at the supplies that filled several granaries like mountains.

Xijian wanted to refute, but when she saw a corn cob that had already overflowed from the granary rolled to her feet, she shut up tactfully.

Gokiya wanted to act like a mother who picked up Jincheng, and act like a great war mother of the powerful Winter Claw tribe, but she had never seen so much food at one time.

Sejuani wanted to say something, but Jin Cheng interrupted her in advance, his tone was passionate and seemed to be stating a fact:

"Do you know Demacia? It is completely different from Freljord. It is warm and humid. How fertile is the land there?

They don't need to plunder or hunt. They just need to plant the seeds of grain. In spring and autumn, they can harvest crops all over the mountains and plains!

Do you know Ionia? People there never need to worry about food, because the earth will give them food. They All you have to do is communicate with the land and spirits.

There is so much food there that you can't even finish eating it all...

Piltover, the economic center of the entire Runeterra, the rivers there are even flowing with milk and honey..."

"So what! Nonsense, it has nothing to do with Freljord! We are children of Freljord! We are people of the North!"

Sejuani felt something was wrong, because her grandmother and mother were quietly listening to Jincheng's impassioned words. Feeling uneasy, she immediately interrupted Jincheng's words.

Jincheng gave Sejuani an approving look and began to summarize, using the inspiring speeches he learned in his previous life:

"What I mean is that someone has to bring these back to Freljord. I am the great shaman of the Winter Claw tribe, I am the son of Kokia, I am Ornn's chosen one, I am AniviaWings!

And... I am... your brother and blood ally...

Today I have a dream!

I dream that one day the food of Demacia will be transported to the North, and the team will be like a long dragon, the caravan will cover the Kuvirya Mountains, and the carriages will be loaded with food! And every Freljord person will have enough food to survive the winter!

Today I have a dream.

I dream that one day, Bilgewater's super fleet will bring Ionia's inexhaustible food, and they will be full of food on each ship!

Each giant ship can carry the weight of an adult mammoth...

Today I have a dream.

I dream that one day, Freljord will be unified again, and this time, we don't have to worry about any resources, and everyone can proudly shout that we are Freljord people!

Today I have a dream.

I dream that one day, Piltover...”

Jincheng’s speech has long been proven by time. I have a dream. How touching it is.

Sejuani was subconsciously attracted by Jincheng’s passionate words. She believed the dream in Jincheng’s mouth for a moment.

She thought her blood alliance was so handsome and his words were so charming, but here, she should be the leader of the family.

The girl subconsciously looked at Xijian on her left, and couldn’t help looking at Gujia on her right.

She found that the two older people had completely lost the anger when they first came.

“? ? Grandmother... Mother, don’t be fooled by him. How could what he said be true? How could there be such a place~” Sejuani was anxious, her face flushed, she was even a little at a loss, not knowing what to do now.

“Sejuani! I told you to read more books. You, whose horizons are confined to the Freljord, certainly don't know. Moreover, what exactly am I doing all this for... You will eventually become the War Mother of the Winter Claw Tribe!" Jincheng looked at Sejuani deeply.

The girl shut up immediately after hearing this. Sejuani wanted to refute Jincheng's words, but what she saw and heard and her previous experiences told Sejuani that what Jincheng said was true.

Sejuani thought: If it wasn't for herself, her blood alliance couldn't be for picking up girls all over the world, right? He couldn't have known girls in other countries! No one is better than her! More attractive to Jincheng.

So, Sejuani recognized Jincheng's answer and silently said the answer in her heart: 'He is for you, Sejuani!'

"Also, I want a happy family, I will catch Udyr back!" Jincheng looked at Kokia and added.

"Of course, it is not impossible for such a Winter Claw tribe to rule the entire Freljord! "Jincheng looked at Xijian again and began to draw a big and round pie.

"Okay! Okay! The child... has grown up~" Xijian sighed, and she didn't know whether she should stop Jincheng for a moment.

Guojia, who never showed her gentleness, went straight forward and hugged her child: "Little Jincheng, mother is proud of you! By the way, you must remember to bring Udyr back."

Big and round... the flowers are gradually dazzling, the pie is very tempting, Xijian and Guojia began to consider the one in a thousand probability.

"We don't know if what you said is true, but we are willing to believe you!" The mother-daughter connection made Guojia and Xijian look at each other and said in unison.

"Uh... I will, mother! Grandmother, everything will come true. "Jincheng nodded to them with a serious face.

In fact, Jincheng still couldn't understand it. Kojiya was a great beauty in Freljord back then, and she was powerful and could marry many powerful warriors, but why did she have to choose Udyr, who was hairy and not so handsome?

"But... this is my blood alliance! My blood alliance, I promised him, I only want him as my blood alliance!" Sejuani gritted her teeth and stood up, still not ready to let him go.