lcionline Chapter 196 Green-skinned Beast
Chapter 196 Green-skinned Beast
Lin Baiyan and Lang Cang were unaware that someone had already taken their tribe's salt for granted; he was looking at a bone whip in his hand with great interest.
"You're saying these are the bones of a golden-skinned beast?"
The orc chuckled. "Where in our tribe can we hunt golden-skinned beasts? This is a blue-skinned beast we got by chance."
The bones of the Green-skinned Beast are also very hard. On the Beastman Continent, this type of beast is divided into three categories: Green-skinned Beast, Silver-skinned Beast, and Gold-skinned Beast. The Green-skinned Beast is the worst, and the Gold-skinned Beast is the best, but even the bones of the Green-skinned Beast are much harder than those of ordinary beasts.
Their combat power increases from blue to gold. This beast not only has strong and powerful limbs and sharp fangs, but its skin is also as hard to pierce as steel.
It has a pair of wings on its back, which allows it to hover in the air, making it very difficult to catch and something that can only be encountered by chance.
These animal bones, of unknown material, feel warm to the touch yet can cut through iron like mud.
Lin Baiyan once used the bone knife of his golden-skinned beast to cut a freshly forged iron block. The iron block split in two, but the bone knife remained intact, which shows how strong the bones of the golden-skinned beast are.
Lang Cang took the bone whip from the green-skinned beast from Lin Baiyan, examined it again, and nodded slightly, "It should be correct."
The bone whip was small and exquisite, and Lin Baiyan thought it would suit Xiao Mao Xia quite well, so he simply took out a small bamboo tube of beast honey, about a pound, and handed it to the young male beastman, "Is this enough for the exchange?"
Now that Lang Cang has confirmed it, he naturally can't let this good thing go.
The beast honey belonged to Lin Baiyan. He took five jin with him when he went out, thinking that he could use it to exchange for anything he liked. Salt was something that the tribe shared, but the beast honey was his private property.
The orc was visiting the northern trading market for the first time. Looking at the beast honey in Lin Baiyan's hand, he was a little dizzy and wondered, "Are all the northern tribes so rich and powerful?"
"Enough, enough, enough." The green-skinned beast that their tribe hunted was probably a cub that hadn't yet reached adulthood, so the bone whip they made was only about two meters long.
It should be known that the bones of an adult green-skinned beast can be made into a bone whip at least four or five meters long.
In the end, their tribe still made a profit from this pound of animal honey.
The male orc quickly tucked the bamboo tube from Lin Baiyan's hand into his own pocket, then handed the bone whip to Lin Baiyan, and stroked the bamboo tube with a broad smile.
These animal honeys can be exchanged for at least two stone jars of salt (500 catties), enough for their tribe to get through the snowy season in peace.
Lin Baiyan contentedly stuffed the bone whip into his animal skin bag. He was lucky; he had traded a pound of honey for such a good weapon. Both beastmen felt they had gotten a good deal.
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On the other side, in the Giant Bear Tribe, Xiong Zhi hurriedly returned to his tent and saw a group of male orcs looking worried. His brow twitched, and his unease was amplified.
He walked up to the male orc in the middle. "What's wrong?"
Xiong Zhan is the newly appointed chieftain of the Giant Bear Tribe. He is the adopted son of the old chieftain. After the old chieftain died, the priest also fell ill, leaving the Giant Bear Tribe leaderless.
It was Xiong Zhan who stepped forward to reorganize the tribe. After the Giant Bear Tribe settled down, he naturally became the new chieftain.
Xiong Zhanzhang's appearance doesn't quite match his name, perhaps because he's just come of age, unlike the other muscular male beastmen in the tribe.
Xiong Zhan was tall and strong, with muscles that were not exaggerated but covered in a thin layer, yet they seemed to conceal a powerful burst of strength. He lived up to his name and was extremely brave and skilled in battle; otherwise, the Giant Bear Tribe would not have elected him as their new chieftain.
But he was too young, having just come of age this year. Even if he were incredibly powerful, he couldn't compare to those male orcs who had been training for decades.
Just like Lang Cang, that's why Lin Baiyan fabricated a fictitious clan leader, made himself the young clan leader, and only let Lang Cang hold the title of hunting team captain.
Such a young chieftain couldn't control the orcs from other tribes, but the Giant Bear tribe had no other choice.
After the earthquake, their people suffered heavy casualties, leaving only four hundred or so, and the number of male orcs also decreased significantly.
The former captain of the hunting team was missing an arm and had survived by sheer luck, but he could no longer hunt.
If anyone in the tribe could hold on, they would force Xiong Zhan to undergo another two years of training.
Upon seeing Xiong Zhi, Xiong Zhan's tense expression softened almost imperceptibly.
Thinking of the news he had just heard, he frowned slightly, his voice a little hoarse, "The orcs of the Mad Lion Tribe are no longer willing to trade salt with us."
Upon hearing this news, Xiong Zhi's heart sank to the bottom.
Sure enough, Lionmin's words just now were not just empty talk.
At this moment, a young male orc slammed his fist on the stone table in anger. "Chieftain, what does the Mad Lion Tribe mean by this? This is too much bullying for beastmen!"
"Exactly, we haven't even complained about the high price they offered for the exchange!"
"That's right! That's right! Let's go and demand justice!"
"That's right, we must let the Mad Lion Tribe know that we are not to be trifled with!"
Xiong Zhi glanced at them indifferently. The male orcs in the tent were generally quite young, and could be described as young orcs from the Giant Bear Tribe.
The old orcs of the Giant Bear tribe are few in number; most of them have perished in the fissures, protecting their cubs.
Xiong Zhi was one of the older beastmen among them, but he was only twenty-five years old. When they received Xiong Zhi's gaze, the male beastmen seemed to have their throats grabbed, and their voices stopped abruptly.
"What are you going there for? To be sent up there to be wiped out?" Xiong Zhi's voice was tense, and his eyes swept over them. All the male beastmen he saw wilted.
Brother Zhi is right, they are no longer the powerful giant bear tribe they once were…
Looking at them, Xiong Zhi felt a pang of sorrow. Her father was dead, and most of her uncles and elders had died trying to save them, leaving only a group of lonely, newly-adult cubs to support the giant bear tribe with even smaller cubs.
Perhaps one day, they too will be devoured.
The atmosphere inside the tent was extremely somber. At that moment, the middle-aged male orc with the missing arm gritted his teeth and said, "No, I'll go and beg the Mad Lion Tribe."
As far as they knew, only the Mad Lion tribe had enough salt; the other smaller tribes basically traded their salt with the Mad Lion tribe.
The tribe has very little salt left, enough to barely last until the snow season. But salt is essential for storing more food during the snow season.
The Mad Lion Tribe's move was undeniably ruthless.
Xiong Zhi shook her head and said softly, "They won't give it to us."
He recounted his earlier conflict with Lionmin at the trading market, saying, "I roughly know what they're up to."
"After annexing the Giant Bear Tribe, they used the Giant Bear Tribe's strength to resist the Fierce Boar Tribe, and became the most powerful tribe in the north."
Although the Giant Bear Tribe has declined, there are still cubs in the tribe. When the cubs grow up, they will become an immeasurable fighting force.
"What are we going to do? Are we just going to wait to be swallowed up?" Inside the tent, a male orc suddenly spoke up, looking blankly at his people.