Chapter 129 Choosing a Suitable Weapon

In just a few days, the members of the Black Goose Tribe's defense team had mastered all the techniques of throwing tree branch darts.

Seeing how talented the members of the Black Goose Tribe Defense Force were, Xu Que gritted his teeth and opened the system's exchange shop. He used exchange coins to exchange for a batch of weapons: knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, battle-axes, hooks, forks, whips, maces, hammers, halberds, tridents, clubs, lances, cudgels, spears, and rakes.

Xu Que exchanged several of each of these weapons in the exchange shop using exchange coins, and then handed them all over to Ha Gang, asking Ha Gang to distribute them to everyone who needed them.

Chi helped Ha Gang take the weapons that Xu Que had redeemed from the exchange shop and categorized them, placing them one by one on the ground: "Your weapons are all here. Take whichever one you like, whatever you're good at!"

On the Black Deer Tribe side, groups of children surrounded Hou, reaching out their hands to wait for her to rub corn kernels off the cooked corn cobs and distribute them to each child who had come to watch and line up.

"I'll get us some other things that we can cook and eat!" Xu Que said, and then used coins from the system's exchange shop to exchange for corn, potatoes, pears, cowpeas, and other items that would be enough for every member of the tribe.

Xu Que would exchange for anything he saw, except for meat, which was never in short supply in the Black Deer Tribe.

Hua is cooking the second pot of corn. The first pot, once cooked, was first given to the children who were drooling over the food.

The children held the corn that had just been taken out of the pot. The high temperature of the corn cobs burned them, and they kept switching the position of their hands back and forth.

"You're all so silly! Let me teach you a trick. Come on! Give me your corncobs, and I'll help you cool them down to a temperature you can tolerate and eat in big bites in a minute!" Hou said, reaching out to the children who were constantly changing the way they held the corn, their hands burning from the heat.

The children holding their corn all looked at Hou, but no one handed their corn cobs to her to let her cool them down.

"Eh? What? Are you all afraid I'll steal your corn? Or are you afraid I'll cheat you out of your corn? Hahaha! A bunch of stingy people, I'm speechless!" Hou shook his head, expressing his helplessness.

"Sister Hou, I'll give you my corn, can you help me cool it down?" A little girl who had just lost her baby teeth said, handing the corn cob to Hou.

Hou took the corn from the little girl and gently placed it in the bucket of cold water next to him. After a few minutes, he took it out and handed it to her.

"Now we can eat!" Hou waved his hand and said.

The other children around, who were still blowing on their corncobs, saw Sister Hou's method and immediately grabbed their corncobs and dipped them into the bucket of cold water next to them, letting the cold water take away the heat from their corncobs. But they were all quite clever! Each of them held onto their own corncob tightly, and if they let go, who could tell which corn was which?

After each child cooled their corn in a bucket of cold water for a while, they took it out and started eating it.

Seeing that they were just gnawing on corncobs, which seemed rather pointless, Hou encouraged them to use corncobs as stakes and play rock-paper-scissors: "You can make it more interesting this way! Play rock-paper-scissors, and whoever loses has to hand over their corncob so the winner can take a bite! It's a lot of fun! You should try it!"

Encouraged by the shout, many of the children were eager to try, and they started playing rock-paper-scissors together.

Before long, the sound of children shouting rock-paper-scissors echoed through the Black Deer tribe.

The sounds included laughter and cheers, as well as crying and cursing. Some children had their corn eaten clean, leaving not a single kernel. Other children hadn't even had a chance to eat their own corn before someone else had finished it.

Not long after, the sound of two children fighting and crying came from the Black Deer tribe.

Hou saw this and immediately ran over to break up the fight. She saw the two children wrestling together and stepped forward to separate them, saying, "You can't fight! Tell me why you're fighting and I'll stand up for you!"

A little boy whose face had been scratched didn't cry. He sniffled and yelled, "I played rock-paper-scissors with him, and he lost! We agreed beforehand that the loser would let the winner take a bite of his corncob, but he went back on his word and wouldn't let me take a bite of his corncob!"

“I didn’t! He cheated! He deliberately played rock-paper-scissors a step later than me, then watched me play and adjusted his move! That’s an unfair win! I won’t let him bite my corn cob! It’s not like what he said!” another boy with a handprint on his face yelled.

Hou scratched her head as she listened, and the more she listened, the more complicated it became. For a moment, she didn't know how to make a decision!

"Alright! You two can play rock-paper-scissors again! I'll supervise you and see who cheats! A bet is a bet! The rules remain the same as before! Whoever loses has to obediently hand over their corn and let the winner take a bite!" After saying that, Hou became the referee next to the two of them.

Under the watchful eye of the shouter, the two fighting children had their share of wins and losses, and both of them had teeth marks on the corn cobs they held.

"So? Are you still going to play?" Hou asked, looking at the two children who had made up.

They shook their heads: "Let's play again tomorrow!"

Hou suddenly turned his head and scanned his surroundings, but couldn't see where Xu Que had gone!

After searching around, she found him playing with some children from the Black Deer tribe behind a pile of corn husks.

Hou approached them and discovered that Xu Que was using a charred charcoal stick to draw face paint on the children's faces! And he was talking as he drew.

"Your face is so chubby! I think you'd be perfect for a Huang Shiren (a notorious landlord in Chinese folklore) painting! You'd have the air of a villain! Hmm! The way you furrow your brow, the villainous aura is completely there! You could totally nail the villain role!"

"Your face... I'll draw a few turtles on your face! Take it home and cook it!"

"Where's my face? What should I paint on my face?" a little girl asked Xu Que.

"Your face looks like Ma Rong! Let me draw Ma Rong's face for you!"

"With your physique and demeanor, you look like Wu Dalang selling pancakes! Come on! I'll add a couple of tufts of mustache for you, and you'll have that pancake-selling vibe! You'll look quite handsome!"

After Xu Que finished painting the faces of the children, he pinched the corn silk from the corn leaves together, divided it into small bundles with cowhide rope, and then distributed them to each of the children whose faces had been painted, to be used as beards.

The children of the Black Deer tribe were overjoyed to receive the two whiskers from Xu Que, their smiles beaming from ear to ear!

Hou, watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh as well.

These kids are really talented actors; they can act so convincingly no matter what they do!

Wu Dalang was portrayed so vividly by a child from the Black Deer tribe.

Wu Dalang would never have imagined that he would be outmaneuvered by his ancestor from a previous life!