Chapter 94: Enemies Meet on a Narrow Road

"Wow, this smells so good!" The rich and mellow aroma wafted out from the steaming hot pot, as if it turned into invisible little hands, gently tickling the heartstrings of the sea orcs.

The deliciousness of this hotpot does not require Lang Jiu and others to deliberately perform or praise it, because the true feelings from the heart have already exceeded words.

The sea beastmen's stomachs were already growling with hunger, and now they were aroused to the point of unbearable by the tempting aroma.

They stood there, sniffing hard, trying to inhale all the wonderful smell into their stomachs, but doing so only made their hunger even stronger.

At this moment, they are not only suffering from hunger, but also have to endure the invasion of cold. They are starving and cold.

However, despite the unbearable pain, they were still reluctant to leave here. After all, this charming fragrance was so alluring.

Look at the people from the White Wolf Tribe, they are all enjoying their meal.

They sat around the stove with the boiling hot pot in front of them, and used chopsticks in their hands to pick up various ingredients and put them into their mouths.

Some people's faces turned red from eating, with beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads and noses; others were talking and laughing loudly while eating with relish, it was really lively.

Especially Langlin, he was so excited that he took off his shirt and ate hotpot with his bare chest in the snow. That bold and unrestrained appearance made the people around him laugh.

As time went by, the aroma of the hot pot became stronger. It rises like a wisp of smoke, circling and lingering in the air, unwilling to dissipate for a long time.

This intoxicating aroma seemed to have magic, attracting more and more people to follow the smell.

Before long, a dense crowd of people gathered around the camp, forming a big circle with three layers inside and three layers outside. Everyone stretched their necks and stared at the hot pot that exuded infinite charm, their eyes full of desire and envy.

"What smells so good!" A deep voice came from a distance. Hearing this voice, the people of the sea clan made way for it.

Chu Ange looked in the direction of the sound and saw a group of ferocious-looking people, surrounding a burly, dark-skinned man, walking towards them.

The man in the lead was wrapped in a layer of clothes made of plant fibers peeled from vines?

Chu Ange was shocked. She didn't expect that in this beast world, besides her, there was someone else who could make clothes... no, sacks.

Although this sack was much rougher than the first generation of linen clothes she had made, and even worse than animal skins - it was still a great progress in civilization.

The leader was even more shocked than Chu Ange. The White Wolf Tribe was far away from here and it took many days to walk here. It even rained a few days ago, but the people in this team were all quite clean.

Especially the tall and handsome male orc in the lead was even cleaner than their chief.

What shocked him immensely was that the clothes these people were wearing... were not animal skins!

Their tribe had invaded many other tribes, large and small, and was better informed than other tribes.

It is reported that there are other large tribes outside the East Wilderness Forest, and it is said that the people there do not wear clothes made of animal skins.

Moreover, their chief had once obtained a similar piece of clothing from someone in another tribe. The clothing was not even half as exquisite as theirs, but the chief still kept it as a treasure and would only take it out and wear it on important occasions such as the Dragon God Festival.

That's why they think wearing clothes can better show their status than wearing animal skins...but they can't make good clothes.

It was amazing that they could extract fibers from plants and weave them into sacks.

If he could snatch the clothes these people were wearing now, he would give them to the clan leader and the Dragon God...

She Yi's thoughts drifted far away, but were brought back by the aroma of the hot pot... Obviously now was not a good time to take action.

His square face had distinct features and revealed an indescribable ferocity.

As he strode through the bustling crowd, the people around him seemed to unconsciously make way for him.

Soon, he came to the stone pot where the hot pot was being cooked and stopped. He stretched his neck slightly and sniffed the aroma in the air. He asked with a puzzled look on his face: "What on earth is this? Why does it emit such an attractive fragrance?"

After saying that, he pointed his finger directly at the food bubbling in the stone pot, turned his head to look at Long Chen who was standing aside and concentrating on frying the meat slices as if no one was around, and asked loudly.

Long Chen just glanced at him indifferently and replied casually: "Fish."

She Yi was very dissatisfied with Long Chen's attitude. He was a little angry, but at the same time, he did not dare to underestimate Long Chen.

The people of the Sea Clan said that the White Wolf Tribe was an ordinary and very poor tribe, but how could an ordinary and poor tribe have such clothes?

"Fish? Don't fool me! How can fish not have a fishy smell? And how can it taste so wonderful?" Obviously, he was also dissatisfied with the answer given by Long Chen.

No matter what, he had to get the food first. It smelled so good and made him very hungry.

However, his strong curiosity drove him to verify it himself.

So, without thinking, he reached into the steaming hot pot soup to scoop out the meat.

Unfortunately, before he could touch the delicious ingredients, a burning sensation instantly hit him. The pain made him pull his hand back suddenly and he couldn't help but scream out.

Only then did he notice that Long Chen was holding two thin wooden sticks and skillfully picking up the cooked meat slices from the pot and putting them into the bowl. He suddenly realized what was going on and quickly shouted at Long Chen, "Hurry up and give me your stick!"

Long Chen ignored his request, with a gloomy face, and said coldly: "Who allowed you to put your hand in there?"

His voice was icy cold, just like the frosty and freezing snowy ground at the moment. It made people shiver all over and feel a chill in their hearts.

It was not until this time that She Yi really began to pay attention to Long Chen.

There was an extremely powerful pressure emanating from Long Chen's whole body, which was like a heavy mountain crushing towards him, making him involuntarily want to surrender to him.

What's going on? This person was clearly like a transparent person just now, how come he suddenly became unfathomable?

When did such a person appear in the small White Wolf tribe?

Snake Wing began to look Long Chen in the eye, but his tone was still condescending: "I am Snake Wing from the Dragon God Tribe, and I want to eat your food."

When Chu Ange heard the words "Dragon God Tribe", her alarm bells went off. They were very careful along the way and tried their best to avoid strangers in order to avoid running into anyone from the Dragon God Tribe.

Unexpectedly, I met Snake Wing, who led the team to plunder the Eagle Tribe, directly in the Sea Tribe.