Free Web NovelAfter learning Gu Qianqian’s true purpose, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le suddenly found that things had become much easier.
It's just about eating? She can eat her fill!
He had just purchased a large amount of supplies from the Gu Na Tribe anyway.
No matter how much this Calamity Miss could eat, could she really eat hundreds of pounds of grain, several large vats of fine wine, five cows, and more than ten sheep all by herself?
“No! Just giving it to me isn’t enough!”
Just as Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le was “enthusiastically” arranging a grand meal for Gu Qianqian, Gu Qianqian suddenly thought of her fellow prisoners.
“You have to prepare food for those people who were locked up with me just now. I said I’d come out to find food for them, so I must bring it back to them.”
“Give those guys what to eat...” Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le had only spoken half a sentence when he saw the blood-stained metal club in Gu Qianqian’s hand, and immediately swallowed the rest of his words, then turned to Fang Ji with a pleading look.
As if to distance himself from him, Fang Ji took a step back, waving his hands innocently, saying, “Don’t look at me, I’m just her partner, not her superior. I can’t control her. If you really anger her, she’ll smash your head with one blow, and there’s nothing I can do.”
Upon hearing this, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le gritted his teeth and looked at Gu Qianqian with a grim expression, “Alright, I’ll do as you say. I’ll order someone to prepare it now!”
From his heart, he really didn't want to give good food to those prisoners.
For their Tuowolile Tribe, the able-bodied men and women captured from outside or from other tribes were like livestock kept in captivity.
Males fared slightly better; as long as they survived the encounters with urban legend, they could be kept for odd jobs. Females, once pregnant, might gradually succumb and die as the Half-Guitan fetus matured in their womb. Even if they successfully gave birth, they might not survive the lactation period.
In general, those ➤ NоvеⅠight ➤ (Read more on our source) “prisoners” were almost disposable consumables. It was already good enough to give them a bite to eat; giving them good food would be a waste.
But what could he do?
Watching Gu Qianqian, who was excitedly following the clan members to the kitchen, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le sighed silently.
As Gu Qianqian left, she didn't forget to give Fang Ji a disdainful look.
It’s such a small matter, why drag it on for so long!
Look how amazing I am, a few blows and everything is solved.
My previous judgment was correct, he's just not very smart. Gu Qianqian thought.
Fang Ji, “......”
Silently, after Gu Qianqian had walked far away, he took a step forward, stretched out his hand, and gently patted Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le’s shoulder.
“Clan Leader, there’s no need to be so disheartened. When you rescue the Shaman King, everything will get better. And once Holy Monk Hongbian is awakened, as long as you pray devoutly, you will also receive the favor of miracles and fulfill your wishes.”
Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le turned his head, looking at Fang Ji’s profile, and narrowed his eyes slightly.
In the dim space, under the candlelight, the smile on his face was inscrutable.
“What exactly do you want to say? You’re not trying to use this opportunity to recruit me into your cult, are you?”
The Half-Guitan and the Miracle Order inherently followed two opposing entities. Before the Miracle Order was expelled from Z Country by the Night Watch, the conflicts between the two forces were even more numerous than their conflicts with the Yumen Sand Sea faction combined.
Trying to get a Half-Guitan to join the Miracle Order was like asking the Crusaders to abandon Jerusalem.
It was already good that he didn't resort to violence.
“You misunderstand,” Fang Ji said, “I mean, shouldn’t you also contact the clan leaders of the other tribes? This is such a big matter, you probably can’t handle it alone, can you?”
“...” Tuoeli Le was speechless for a moment. If Fang Ji hadn't brought it up, he had originally planned to monopolize this benefit.
Although he couldn't rescue the Shaman King relying solely on the Tuowolile Tribe, he and his clan could potentially be the first clan to pledge loyalty to the Shaman King.
As the saying goes, people always remember the first. Being the first in the Shaman King's heart held extraordinary significance for their clan.
“What if I refuse?”
“Then forget about it!” Fang Ji shrugged indifferently, turning his head to look in the direction Gu Qianqian had left, “But if Calamity still wants to smash your head, I can’t stop her.”
Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le, “......”
“By the way...” Seeing him remain silent, Fang Ji continued with a smile, “Since you’ve already told my companion the location of the Yumen Pass entrance, why not tell me as well? Otherwise...”
“Otherwise what?”
“Otherwise, she will smash your head, and I won’t intervene,” Fang Ji said.
“Don’t push your luck!” Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le snapped with slight anger.
Can't you find a different threat?
As if seeing through Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le’s thoughts, Fang Ji shrugged, “I know what you’re thinking. Honestly, I find it a bit annoying to keep repeating the same line, but who can deny it works?”
Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le, “......”
As Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le hesitated, Fang Ji leaned closer to him and whispered, “Clan Leader, I know what you’re worried about, but you must think clearly: your Tuowolile Tribe alone will never be able to rescue the Shaman King. Sooner or later, you’ll have to cooperate with other tribes...”
“And now, if you want to cooperate with those tribes, the decision of who gets the honor of being the first to meet the Shaman King is in your hands. In this matter, our Miracle Order will fully support you.”
“Having said this, I think you should understand what I mean, right?”
Upon hearing this, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le pondered for a few seconds, then his eyes lit up. He waved his hand, summoning a clan warrior from nearby, and commanded, “Go, notify the clan leaders of all tribes to gather tonight. Tell them I have an important matter to discuss!”
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The various Half-Guitan tribes in the Gobi Desert have limited resources and low demands for food, so their methods of preparing ingredients are relatively simple.
Boiling food in clear water with some spices, then sprinkling some seasonings, already constitutes the highest standard of cuisine.
If it weren't for Gu Qianqian, that ominous star, supervising them, the few cooks of the Tuowolile Tribe wouldn't even want to add spices.
So, half an hour later, Gu Qianqian returned to the spherical cages, carrying two large basins of cooked beef and some freshly baked naan bread.
As soon as she arrived at the cages, she was surprised to find that the “prisoners” who had been locked up with her earlier had not left at all after she tore open the cages.
Not only had they not left, but they had retreated deep into the cages, hiding in the shadows, motionless.
“Look, I brought you food!”
“Come on, let’s eat together, it’s delicious!”
Gu Qianqian smiled and lifted a basin of beef, gesturing towards the cages.
However, to her surprise, her action not only failed to make those “prisoners” emerge from the shadows but instead caused a commotion. fгeewёbnoѵel.cσm
Almost instantly, all the “prisoners” in the spherical cages seemed startled, and amidst a rustling sound, they hid deep in the shadows of the cages, trembling.
Typically, the Tuowolile Tribe would only give them such good food when they captured a new urban legend and needed them to combine with that urban legend.
Those clan members even maliciously named such a grand meal a “wedding feast.”
However, it was hard to say whether the dishes at the banquet were them or those grand meals.
Only low to mid-level mutated urban legend, which could be captured by the Tuowolile Tribe, be at their mercy, and have a higher breeding success rate, were usually targeted. No one knew what those mutated urban legend were thinking.
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But one thing is certain: their desire to eat is definitely much higher than their desire to reproduce. Even with specially formulated Alchemy potions, the ratio of the two desires might only just be balanced.
How could Gu Qianqian know what a “sumptuous” meal meant to these “prisoners”?
She was just being kind.
And now, she was full of questions.
“......”
What's wrong with them?
Having eaten that kind of food for so long, shouldn't they be happy to suddenly have fragrant beef in front of them?
Surely it's not that they've been tormented by those bad guys for too long and can no longer adapt to normal food, right?
Gu Qianqian frowned, picked up a large basin with one hand, walked into the cage, and then stopped at the end of where the light could reach. She placed the two large basins on the ground and tried to gently push them into the shadows.
The next second, a dull thud sounded.
With a “bang!” the two large basins were flipped over, and hot beef spilled all over the ground.
“How could you do that!” Gu Qianqian felt bad for the beef and immediately got angry, putting her hands on her hips and shouting, “No matter what, you shouldn’t waste food! How hateful! Absolutely hateful!”
She said, huffing and puffing, just about to lose her temper, when she suddenly noticed the eyes in the darkness staring intently at her.
Those eyes were filled with malice and terror.
She had seen such eyes before, when she first took over the Bamboo Scroll Illusion and tried to contact the villagers who were oppressed by the Great Serpent God.
After a brief silence, Gu Qianqian asked seriously, “Those guys bullied you, didn’t they?”
She was simply someone who couldn't bear to see others suffer.
Because of this nature, she had more than once, despite the system’s warnings, temporarily gone to help others who were attacked by urban legend during missions.
“Wait, I’ll go beat them up...”
Halfway through her sentence, she suddenly realized that even if she beat up everyone in the Tuowolile Tribe, these “prisoners” would still be abused after she left, and possibly even more severely.
She had encountered such situations before.
She had once helped a girl who was entangled with a urban legend. After driving the urban legend away, she saw the girl, who was extremely grateful, and thought they could become good friends. Who knew that the second time she saw the girl was in the Hua City Central Hospital morgue.
According to the system, there are only two ways to fundamentally solve this problem: either directly eliminate the people causing the problem, or keep the people by your side to prevent bad people from creating tragedies.
Staring at the figures in the shadows, Gu Qianqian activated her clever little brain, pondered for a while, and made a decision.
“Let’s go, I’ll take you out of here!”
“Why are you standing there? Don’t be afraid, they won’t dare to stop me, and they can’t stop me!”
Saying that, she crouched down and extended her hand towards the figure closest to her in the shadows.
All the “prisoners” warily scrutinized Gu Qianqian, their eyes filled with distrust.
Some of them had been imprisoned by more than one Half-Guitan tribe.
They had changed “owners” multiple times through repeated raids or trades between Half-Guitan tribes, just like goods...
Who could guarantee that the outcome would be different if they followed Gu Qianqian?
It wasn’t as if Half-Guitan who deceived with sweet words had never appeared before.
After waiting for a moment and seeing that the “prisoners” remained unmoved, Gu Qianqian sighed silently, stood up, quietly opened the portal to the Bamboo Scroll Illusion, then took a few steps forward and, like picking up little chicks, grabbed the “prisoners” and threw them into the Bamboo Scroll Illusion.
At this moment, she suddenly wished she was truly Calamity.
If I were Calamity, I wouldn't be so clumsy with words, not knowing how to persuade them, right?
Once they experience it for themselves, they'll know I wasn't lying!
Oh, right, there are still villagers in the Bamboo Scroll Illusion. They've had similar experiences, so they must have common topics, right? A chat should fix everything!
I'm so smart! Gu Qianqian thought proudly, after filling one cage, she happily walked to the next one.
Meanwhile, Clan Leader Tuo’eli Le, who was deep in negotiations with Fang Ji, never expected that Gu Qianqian not only wanted to eat but also to snatch people...
This was practically cutting off their “roots”!
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Starting from the sealed area of Ma’er Well and traveling over twenty kilometers to the small oasis, the road was not easy. Lu Yibei and Nanling Yaohua took nearly two hours to reach their destination.
Upon reaching their destination, Nanling Yaohua skillfully began to inspect the area around the small oasis.
Lu Yibei, fearing that a “Disaster” might suddenly jump out of the shadows and give her two stabs, followed closely behind Nanling Yaohua the entire time, like a clingy person, not leaving her side for a single step.
After inspecting the perimeter of the small oasis, Nanling Yaohua turned around, looked at “Qingyi” who was almost jumping into her arms, and stated her conclusion from the inspection.
“There are no traces of Half-Guitan activity around here. They haven’t come here.”
“Haven’t come?” Lu Yibei thought for a moment and said, “Since they haven’t come, why don’t we just go back?”
“No!” Nanling Yaohua said, “This small oasis is one of the important trading locations for those Half-Guitan, and for some tribes, it’s even the only trading location. Just because they haven’t come now doesn’t mean they won’t come later. We have to wait here.”
Besides, if we go back now, you won't be scared anymore, and you won't cling to me...
Her appearance is just too cute! Hehe! Nanling Yaohua thought.
“Then how long do we have to wait?” Lu Yibei asked with a frown.
“At least...” Nanling Yaohua thought for a moment and said, “At least until tomorrow morning, right? You should have participated in the Da Chunyang Palace trial before, and hunted urban legend down the mountain, right? You should know that staking out, while it might seem a bit foolish, is often very effective!”
“This...” Lu Yibei was speechless for a moment.
She really wanted to tell Nanling Yaohua that she had never actively staked out urban legend; urban legend always came to her, and then either she counter-killed them or reported them to the Night Watch.
But she dared not say it.
Just as she was pondering how to deal with Nanling Yaohua.
Nanling Yaohua’s ear suddenly twitched slightly, and then she immediately pressed down on Lu Yibei’s head, pulling her into the bushes.
“Shh! Conceal your Spiritual Energy fluctuations. Someone’s coming.”
What terrible timing... Nanling Yaohua added resentfully in her heart.
Upon hearing this, Lu Yibei followed Nanling Yaohua’s gaze and saw two figures appearing on a distant sand dune.
As they gradually drew closer, her pupils constricted when she clearly saw the faces of the two figures.
The newcomers were a man and a woman. She didn't know the woman, but she had seen the man: in the Night Watch’s archives, in the surveillance footage of Sanxia Mental Hospital, and in the intelligence found by Lin Nian and Netizen Laosepi...
That man was Dai Lin, who had abducted Jiang Li!
