Open Your Quest Log Chapter 232

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The bodies of hundreds of cavemen fell to the ground, and blood slowly flowed from under them, making the cave even more damp.

The **** smell fills the entire space, and this smell may accumulate for a long time here than on the ground. Barrett rubbed his nose. He didn't hate the smell, but rather liked it. The smell of blood and dirt entering his brain from his nostrils kept his spirits high on a superficial level.

The patriarch of the caveman commanded his fellow clan, and painstakingly piled up the corpses in the corner of the cave. Barrett doesn't know if these guys have the habit of devouring the same kind. The food in the ground is relatively scarce, and a wise leader might not waste it.

"What are we waiting for?" Weimar walked over, covering his left cheek, "Do they still want to invite us to dinner?"

"They did have this idea," said the goblin, "but it was rejected by my own discretion. I don't think any of us here are going to eat the bitter moss, the poisonous mushrooms, and the swollen underground worms. Yes. Now, Taka - the caveman's patriarch also said that if we accepted the invitation, he would give us his treasured collection of delicious dried toads to show his hospitality. Seriously, when he said he would give us When the toad was dry, I obviously felt that it hesitated for a long time, and it was probably because we helped it win the battle that it finally made up its mind."

"I thought it made such a big decision to give us some sausages." Barrett quipped, "This will make its tribe more worthy of its name."

"In fact, Taka hasn't eaten sausage for a long time, and he misses that supreme delicacy." The goblin explained with a smile, "Those adventurers who have traded with it have not been here for a long time, It was replaced by some uninvited guests like the black Ant-Man, they even encountered gray dwarves, murlocs, harpies, etc., and it felt that life was not very good. Taka saw that we were like those adventurers, yes The people of the day, so it hopes that we can make a friendly and pleasant transaction with it. Of course, these two adjectives are added by myself."

Perhaps due to their familiarity with each other, the little green man's sense of humor is much stronger than before.

"What can these cavemen come up with?" William rubbed his right cheek and walked over, "I feel that the poorest beggars in our village are better off than these guys, at least the one with the tattered felt hat. Occasionally get a chicken, God knows where he stole it from."

"Lame Carey?" Weimar asked.

"Yes, it's him!" William clapped his hands and said, "That beggar really has some craftsmanship. Once after the autumn harvest, I went to the field to catch a few sparrows pecking grain to play, and found 'Lame Carey' sitting In the field, a bonfire was made of straw, and a hen was roasting with a tempting aroma. I ran up to him and called him a thief and told your father that he had stolen the chicken, and he I was given half of the roasted hen to keep it a secret. I tasted it and hey, it tasted really good, the white chicken was steaming hot, it was tender with salt, and it was still in the belly. Stuffed with barley and corn, the guy will really enjoy it!"

"Okay, I want to stay here for dinner now!" Weimar interrupted his companion, "Is it night now?" He asked Blake, who was recovering arrows beside him.

"Night? No, it's only around three o'clock in the afternoon, which is the time of the deer." Black reported the time accurately, "But if you're hungry, it's normal, because we didn't have lunch."

There is no alternation of light and dark underground, which makes people blurred the passage of time. Barrett remembers their last meal being pre-cooked lamb ribs, parmesan cheese, and an asparagus bacon pie, a specialty of the Half-Blood City, before they encountered the Direclaws. The crunchy pie crust is studded with asparagus and bacon, while onions, turnips, mushrooms, and parsnips hide beneath the crust.

The bacon pie tastes good, and the ingredients are so abundant that it almost bursts out. It's better if it's hot, but you can't force more when venturing underground.

"After we finish the transaction and leave, let's consider filling our stomachs." Barrett ordered, "I'm worried that the host here will not like the guests to bring their own food."

"Yes." The goblin nodded, "This is disrespectful to the host's house. Especially the guests like us eat happily at the host's house, but we don't have the slightest idea of ​​sharing food with them."

"The key is that there are too many cavemen," Weimar said. "We don't have enough food for such a big feast. If they trade things, they can get some food. For example, sausages, I still have a lot of sausages in my space bag that I took away from home, and it's been many years, but they shouldn't be picky."

"Then you lied to me to eat it all!" William said dissatisfiedly,

"Do you want it now?"

"...Forget it" William pouted and asked the goblin, "You haven't answered me yet, Gary, what can these cavemen who are poorer than us come up with?"

"Wait and see." The goblin spread his hands and said, "Maybe there will be some surprises."

Those cavemen with red bone spurs on their backs were digging continuously on a bulging mound. Then they took out the dirt-covered dusty things inside, one by one, and placed them all on the ground.

The caveman patriarch Taka waved to Barret and the others, motioning them to follow him.

A group of people walked near the excavated mound, and Taka pointed to the items on the ground and said something to the goblin. After listening, the goblin nodded, pointing to the pile of objects on the ground and replying.

The patriarch of the caveman shook his head, the goblin said some more, and the patriarch of the caveman nodded, the big mouth on his head split open, revealing a row of small, sharp fangs, seemingly very happy.

While they were communicating, Barrett looked at the items as a whole. Most of these things are ore, iron ore, copper ore, tin ore, and a lot more that Barrett can't tell.

One of the large stones actually showed a few touches of gold on the surface. UU read www.uukanshu.com Barrett squatted down and checked it carefully. It was indeed a gold ore, but the content was still uncertain.

In addition to ores, there are many strange items in the collection of the caveman patriarch:

A white skull with a diamond-shaped red crystal embedded in its forehead, with pointed canine teeth and a somewhat protruding lower jaw, looks like it is not human, but Barrett could not tell which species it belonged to for a moment; one depicts a spider Stained glass with drow patterns, I don't know which drow family would actually use this kind of outcast from drow society as decoration; a metal shoulder pad with a bright surface after the soil has been wiped away, unknown to be buried in the ground It's been a while, and there's no rust at all.

An agate statue of a black leopard, carved so vividly that when you stare into the eyes of the statue, it feels like it is alive; a bracelet made of obsidian with two golden bells tied to it.

And a gold-plated brass ring. When Barrett picked up the ring and wanted to tell whether it was pure gold or not, he saw these words written in Common Language on the inside of the ring—the Supreme Ring.

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