Chapter 177 Hunting Team

Chapter 177 Hunting Team

Chapter 177 Hunting Team

With a roar, termite beasts the size of wild dogs launched an attack.

Jiang He opened the Kuruo Taoist Temple. This range-type continuous killing ability was very effective in dealing with group attacks. He used Zhenbu continuously at peak speed, and his figure flashed around like a ghost.

The Termite King chased after them relentlessly, completely ignoring the deaths of the termite beasts.

At one point, fists and guns were exchanged.

Jiang He was pierced through the chest, but this minor injury could no longer make him show any expression. His energy value dropped rapidly due to the Kuruo Taoist Temple. While the distance was shortened, he shot at the enemy's head, but the Termite King dodged by turning his head.

The butt of the gun smashed the opponent's shoulder and neck, and the poison poured in again. The black veins connected to the torso, causing the pollution to spread widely.

The termite king stopped his attack and transmitted a clear will, which sounded similar to the words of an ordinary person.

"You, leave."

Jiang He understood that when a creature reached the silver level, language barriers were no longer an important factor hindering communication. Their own will could serve as a bridge for direct communication, and he also possessed silver will.

"I came here to discuss business."

Jiang He threw out the ammunition box and then closed the Kuruo Taoist Temple. He could only activate this skill for three minutes at most, and continuous area damage was only one of the four effects.

"You are very strong and you are qualified to be my friend."

The termite king ordered the ant colony to stop the attack. He stepped on the ammunition box and was immediately attracted by the rising sweet aroma. But the next second, he forced his eyes away and called his servant ant beast to eat a few sugar crystals first, closely watching the changes.

For a full five minutes, the termite beast was safe and sound.

Jiang He took out a stack of drawings and handed them to the approaching termite beast.

"My territory can produce sugar crystals, and I hope to trade them for the various stones depicted on the paper."

The termite king spat out a few mouthfuls of black blood, his eyes thoughtful. What the other party conveyed meant "manufacturing", which means that sugar crystals, like ant nests, require technology to make. If this is the case, even if you occupy the other party's territory, you will not be able to easily obtain food sources.

He bent over and picked up a piece of light blue sugar crystal. His eyes changed slightly when he took a bite. The sweetness of this honey far surpassed that of ordinary honey, and only exotic honey could compare.

"There are stones everywhere in my underground palace, but you have to pay ten boxes to exchange for such a large quantity." The Termite King turned sideways and pointed to a hill several stories high.

Jiang He couldn't hide his surprise.

How could prices suddenly inflate to this extent?

The Termite King frowned, "You want stones because they are useful, and I eat honey stones because they taste good. I need at least ten boxes."

Jiang He negotiated with the other party for several rounds before finally settling on the price. This process had nothing to do with profits, but was mainly intended to allay the other party's doubts. An immediate agreement would likely cause unnecessary changes.

“The transaction started in the afternoon on a flat area filled with boulders.”

The Termite King tried, "I can send servants to deliver stones to your territory."

"Of course." Jiang He answered casually. It was dangerous to expose the location of the territory in the dark forest, but with the number of ants and their digging ability, as long as the other party was determined, they would not be able to hide it for too long. The most crucial thing was the strength of the lords of both sides.

Hearing this, the Termite King pondered meaninglessly.

……

It was just after noon.

Thousands of termites followed someone to the pioneer camp, transporting large amounts of ore, and they left pheromones along the way as markings.

During this period, the team encountered several alien attacks. Jiang He did not take action and traded later. This was a necessary loss, and the termite king did not seem to care much. Outside the camp wall, Wuhe commanded the evil army to unload the goods and pay the balance. Reinforcement and further construction began immediately.

The termite army left.

Wu He stood on his shoulder and whispered, "Boss, our sugar crystal production is too large. The termite king might notice something is wrong."

Jiang He replied: "Control the number of transactions and maintain the current price. It's up to you to decide how to control this degree."

“What to do with the extra ones?”

"Throw it away like milk."

Wuhe clapped his wings, worthy of being the boss, he realized the evil capital so quickly.

Jiang He inspected everywhere. One of the two city walls faced the entrance of Yuwang Valley, which was the direction of the current situation. Like the front, it was equipped with giant poisonous crossbows and acid rain pipes, and was guarded by three teams of 100 evil men. Wuhe had obviously considered the possibility of an enemy coming from behind and was on guard. He agreed with this.

After the construction was replanned, the northeastern area of ​​the entire Yuwang City was a sugarcane plantation, the eastern area was a rotten water lake, and the southeast was Lao Hei's vegetable field and doghouse, where all kinds of vegetables were planted.

To the south is the base of the Bird Corps, with groups of birdhouses transplanted into the ordinary woods. The northern area of ​​the city serves as a dual function as a training ground and salt drying area.

The southwest, west and northwest areas are legion dormitories, where the evil soldiers and mountain ghosts live, with plenty of space.

The final central area is reserved for the high tower, which is now being built rapidly. It is expected to be the villa for core members and also the tallest watchtower in the entire city.

"We also need to form a hunting team."

Jiang He thought that the development camp was a base for exploring the border and also a tool to serve the core members. His gluttony ability required him to eat a large number of alien species. Hunting on his own was too cumbersome, so he could let his subordinates do it.

Soon, Jiang He assembled a team.

Without affecting the development progress of the camp, three elite mountain ghosts, twenty evil soldiers, two birds, and twenty mountain goats gathered.

Jiang He activated the Hand of Thorns. After the thorns extended for dozens of meters in his palm, he took the Cold Fang Military Bayonet and chopped them off. He repeated this fifty times, consuming two thousand points of energy and producing a large amount of materials.

After simple processing, several thorns were intertwined with each other, folded front and back, and finally the thorns at the tail were cut off, successfully giving birth to three giant guns, which were equipped to the mountain ghosts as weapons.

Another part of the thorns were woven into shields and given to the evil soldiers for self-defense. It is worth mentioning that after riding on the mountain goats, they changed from infantry to strange shield cavalry.

"With this combination, there will probably be casualties when hunting leader-level alien species."

Jiang He summoned Magic Cube No. 1, who was the leader of the evil army, but was essentially no different from an ordinary puppet.

"I'll give you five black gems. Take them out hunting. Try to avoid peak bronze creatures and don't run too far."

"Understood." Cube No. 1 was full of fighting spirit. In his opinion, this was the starting point of being independent. As the master's sheepdog, his responsibility was to herd the lambs.

Jiang He handed over five black gems and watched the hunting team set off.

The basic framework was set up, trade started to function normally, and all he had to do now was to reap the benefits without any effort.

"Ah Potsdee Foge..."

In the direction of the central tower, Lao Hei was teaching a class in the wooden house with a sad face. For Zhuang Ya, the Chinese language in the textbook was a second language, and the difficulty of learning it could be imagined.

Jiang He deliberately walked around the wooden houses in the central area. After all, his fundamental purpose of wandering around was to avoid going back to class.

(End of this chapter)