Chapter 71: What’s the difference between this and begging with a golden bowl?

His brain was really crazy. Shu Huan immediately opened the mall, selected the stone in the shopping bag and clicked the transaction button.

Display, non-tradable items?

Shu Huan frowned.

"Momo, why can't stones be traded?"

Momo, "Think about where you got your stone, then ask me this question again."

Shu Huan remembered that the ruins at the bottom of the lake were called Miracle Ruins.

"Stones belong to God, so they can't be traded?"

Momo, "Correct answer."

What’s the difference between this and begging with a golden bowl?

After finishing the last sip of Coke, Shu Huan looked out at the mudslide that was like a giant black python rampaging through the forest, and sighed helplessly.

If she can't sell it, then don't sell it. Anyway, the higher the level of the beast husbands, the more favorable they will be to her. When the favorable degree reaches 100, I believe that even if she leaves, the beast husbands will treat her cubs well.

Besides, she still has some time before giving birth, what if she becomes rich overnight?

As long as you are alive, everything is possible. Shu Huan looked at the red sun washed by water in the sky and smiled brightly.

Because of the mudslide, Yaojia decided to stay on the top of the mountain for one night and set off again tomorrow morning for safety reasons.

Of course Dengda had no objection and helped the beastmen cut trees and build huts.

Shu Huan did not forget to complete his mission and asked Ling Wangjin to sleep with him at night.

Ling Wangjin looked like he wanted to refuse, but before he could open his mouth, Han Yun patted him on the shoulder and stopped him.

"As a beastly husband, you have no right to refuse the request made by the little female."

Han Yun, who had slept with a young female before, spoke very persuasively, and the other three beast husbands had no objection at all.

Seeing Ling Wangjin's unwillingness, Han Yun spoke earnestly.

"I just wanted to hold the little female to sleep so that she wouldn't get cold. Ling Wangjin, don't tell me you're not willing to do such a simple thing for the little female."

Shu Huan was very satisfied that Han Yun would assist her.

Ling Wangjin was forced to lie down in the shack under the starry sky, holding the little female.

The wooden bed made of tree trunks was covered with at least five layers of animal skins. Shu Huan lay in Ling Wangjin's arms with a thin layer of animal skins covering his stomach and fell asleep in seconds.

After a good night's sleep, Shu Huan opened his eyes and stretched, and was stunned to see that the task completion rate was still 1/2.

He turned to look at the wooden sculpture-like Ling Wangjin, with a pair of dark circles under his dull face, and it was obvious that he had not slept all night.

"Why don't you sleep?" Shu Huan's good mood disappeared in an instant.

Ling Wangjin yawned and sighed helplessly.

"Someone next to me can't sleep."

What a mess, Shu Huan demanded firmly.

"Continue to sleep with me tonight."

Ling Wangjin looked as if he had lost all hope in life.

After a simple meal of dried meat and wild fruits, they continued on their way to the lakeside tribe. Shu Huan thought they were going too slow and urged Xiao Tiantian to run faster.

The five beastmen followed and ran at lightning speed, none of them willing to fall behind, but this made life difficult for Dengda, who had an ordinary physique.

Unable to run any longer, Dengda fell to the ground. Mu Heng, who had returned, grabbed his arms and flew him over the lakeside tribe.

Most of the young and middle-aged men of the lakeside tribe died in the encirclement and suppression of the murderers who killed the four priests, leaving only a few old, weak, women and children struggling to support themselves.

The females were unable to hunt, and were often attacked by wild beasts when they picked wild fruits. After finally picking some wild fruits, the old ones could not bite them because of their weak teeth, and the cubs were too young to bear the sourness and could not eat them.

The tribe was filled with the crying of children, the groaning of the elderly, and the desperate wails of females.

When Dengda, who was hanging in the air, heard this, he couldn't help but have tears in his eyes.

Mu Heng released Dengda back to the tribe and turned around to fly back.

Shu Huan asked Mu Heng to send Dengda back to the tribe first, so that Dengda could explain the situation to the tribe members first. It would be best if they could accept Yaojia as their leader, but if they couldn't accept it, they wouldn't force it.

Yaojia placed the little female and Xiao Tiantian in a valley near the lakeside tribe and left Wuzhuo to guard them while he and three other beastmen hunted nearby.

After capturing three wildebeests, two white apes, and three female rams alive, Yaojia and his three companions returned with their spoils.

Han Yun personally squeezed a pot of goat milk, boiled it over a dark fire, and let it cool down to feed the little female with it to nourish her body.

Shu Huan drank some, and the rest went into Xiao Tiantian's stomach.

When Dengda came to look for Shu Huan, he smelled the fragrance of milk. Thinking of the hungry cubs in the tribe, he wanted to kneel down and ask Shu Huan for some milk to take back to the cubs.

"Lord, all the tribesmen of the Lakeside Tribe welcome you."

This was a recognition of the Yaojia Lord's identity. Yaojia ordered Dengda to find a few strong tribesmen, lead the two rams, and carry away the two wild cattle and the white ape.

The hungry tribesmen of the lakeside tribe saw Yaojia bringing food and greeted him happily.

All the tribesmen had a rare full meal, and while they were filling their stomachs, Yaojia had already patrolled around the tribe.

It can be said that even if the young and middle-aged members of the lakeside tribe are still alive, their lives are not very good.

The entire tribe was in a state of disrepair. There were no mountains nearby, so there were no caves to live in. They didn't know how to dig, let alone build houses. There were not even a few simple shacks.

There were only a few leaves under the cubs, and their tender skin was attacked by eczema and insects, which made Yaojia frown.

If you want the tribe to prosper, you must first solve the problem of food and shelter.

In particular, we must retain young and middle-aged orcs and not let them run away to form partnerships with other tribes just for food.

When the tribesmen who had seen the big and beautiful houses of the Misty Tribe heard Yaojia say that he wanted to build a house, they immediately raised their hands in approval.

With someone taking the lead, other tribesmen followed suit and expressed their willingness. As long as they were able to work, they all stood up and waited for Yaojia's orders.

Looking at the tribesmen who were pale and skinny and staggering as they walked, Yaojia got a headache.

Yaojia thought of the little female. She seemed to be very distressed that she didn't sell the beetles that attacked them, and the tribe by the lake still raised a lot of beetles...

"I'll give you two choices. One, I'll teach you how to build a house, and you can build as many as you can. Two, you can trade me ten fart beetles in exchange for help from me to build a house for you."

Although they had a full meal, their bodies were very weak due to long-term hunger, so the tribesmen of the lakeside tribe naturally chose to exchange them for fart beetles.

Dengda spoke on behalf of everyone.

"I counted and found that we need to build 87 rooms for the time being, which means we need to give you 870 carabid beetles. Will you come with me to get them now?"

Yaojia looked up at the sun which was not yet past noon and nodded.

"Okay, I'll go find some helpers, the fishmen from the Lakeland Tribe. They are also my people."

"Wow, it turns out the lord owns not just one tribe but two of us, that's amazing."

"The murlocs can forge weapons. I've met them before, but they ignored me when I greeted them. Can they really listen to the lord and help us build a house?"

Yaojia turned a deaf ear to the whispers of his tribesmen and went to find Shu Huan to explain the situation.

Shu Huan calculated that the profit from 870 fart beetles was 870,000,000 gold coins. With the more than 200 million gold coins she currently had, there would still be some left over after paying off the 1 billion debt owed by Resurrection.

As for the medicine for pine scale disease, the total cost of three courses is only tens of thousands of gold coins. This business is really profitable.