Chapter 15

Xu nodded and said with a hearty smile: "Don't worry, I'm here in the tribe." He punched Qi's shoulder with his fist, "You must be careful."

Qi and Heiyan hurriedly left the tribe with a dozen snow werewolf warriors.

Yu Sui had never seen a human being since he came to this world, and among these people there were magicians and great swordsmen. As a former otaku, he was extremely curious, but he also knew the seriousness of the matter, so he could only stand in front of the house scratching his head and watch them go away.

Xu looked away, then couldn't help but smile when he saw Yu Sui's expression. "Don't worry, Qi is our tribe's greatest warrior. Even a great swordsman wouldn't be his match. As for that wind mage..." He scoffed, "I hope he can use his wind magic to run faster."

Yu Sui also wanted to laugh. Orcs were naturally resistant to magic. Even if high-level magic hit them, it would only have 30% of its power.

Of course, if they used forbidden spells, they would be finished, but unfortunately, there were few people in the world who could use the highest level of magic, and the cost of using it was also very high. Such a person would not come here to do such a despicable thing.

Yu Sui thought for a moment and asked worriedly, "What if they have reinforcements? We are outnumbered, will we..."

Xu Shi laughed and rubbed his head. "Do you think the elves and the Golden Lions are freeloaders? These poaching mercenaries must have used magic items to evade the defenses. They're already quite capable for being able to sneak in at this scale."

"Then why don't we tell them that a mercenary group has captured the dwarves, so that we can have more helpers. Both the elves and the Golden Kingdom need the dwarves to provide them with weapons, and they will definitely be angry when they find out." Yu Sui asked curiously.

Looking off into the distance, Xu's expression darkened. "Hmph, those traitors from the Golden Kingdom... and the damned elves, they're not worthy of our help."

Carefully glancing at Xu's expression, Yu Sui shut up. How could he have forgotten that in the original story, the Golden Lions united with the Tigers, Leopards, and Cats to establish the Golden Kingdom. For power, they incited all the beastmen to wage war against the elves. After sacrificing countless beastmen, they successfully forced the elves to cede half their territory. The other beastmen, sensing their ambitions, angrily left, scattering across the continent.

So it's no wonder Xiaochu nearly starved to death in the novel. Although the orcs valued their cubs and didn't leave him alone, due to blood feuds, no one paid any special attention to him. Xiaochu had always been alone, and because of his original owner's neglect, he was very timid and didn't dare to look for other cubs, and the snow werewolves would not actively let the cubs look for him.

That easily explains the original owner's attitude towards him. Not only was it because the original owner had been following Qi for so long, but also because Xiaochu was a cub of the Golden Lion Clan, the one who started the war. The Golden Lion Clan was the culprit behind the death of his parents. After the original owner's mother's death, this sentiment became even more serious.

Alas, the original owner was also a pitiful child. Xiaochu was also pitiful. In the plot, if it weren't for Xu, he would have starved to death at home.

"Don't worry too much, little one. As for Qi, he will be fine, don't worry." Xu turned her head to comfort him.

He wasn't actually that worried about Qi. He was only worried about everyone else who was going there, Yu Sui thought helplessly. His previous worries were unnecessary. Not only would these thick-skinned werewolves not suspect anything, they would even add drama to his storyline with their own imaginations. There was no need to worry about his character being ruined.

After Xu finished talking to him, he took the other warriors to patrol and hunt.

Yu Sui asked Rob to lie down and rest for a while, and also gave him a piece of animal skin to cover himself.

Seeing that Rob was restless and couldn't sleep, he went out to cook some food for him.

The pheasant was chopped into pieces and stewed in a clay pot. Yu Sui took out the flour and kneaded a dough.

When the chicken soup turned golden and gave off a rich aroma, he put the noodles in and cooked them. Soon, the chicken noodle soup was ready.

The steaming hot noodles came out of the pot, and Yu Sui also put some wild vegetables in it, which looked very good.

Carrying a large stone bowl of chicken noodle soup, Yu Sui also took a pair of wooden chopsticks for Rob and handed them to Rob after walking into the house.

Rob had been lying on the straw mat with a heavy heart, but he was attracted by the aroma that filled his nose and sat up. He took the food handed to him by the cub and said in surprise, "I have never seen this kind of food among humans. It smells so delicious!"

He picked up the wooden chopsticks and tried a few times, then clumsily shoveled the noodles into his mouth. As the slippery noodles mixed with the rich chicken broth entered his mouth, Robert's eyes widened and he quickened his hand, inhaling violently.

After finishing a large stone bowl of chicken noodle soup, he seemed to be injected with spiritual medicine, and his face turned a little rosy.

"Thank you, Snow Wolf Cub. Your cooking skills are top-notch even in the human world!" Robert praised loudly.

Yu Sui took the bowl away with a smile. "Uncle Robert, you can just call me Yu Sui."

Not wanting to disturb Rob's rest, Yu Sui decided to make some soy sauce. He had most of the soybeans in the tribe, and he had soaked a lot yesterday to make tofu.

There were also the red beets that were dug up, which Notting and the others later brought back to him and were all piled up outside.

Pour the beans into the steamer and steam them until cooked. When the beans are warm, mix in some flour and koji powder.

Yu Sui picked up the large stone basin and shook it up and down to ensure that each bean was evenly coated with flour and koji powder. Then he spread it out, covered it with a wooden lid, pressed a layer of straw on top, and placed it in the sun to ferment.

He imagined the various braised dishes he could make in the future and couldn't help but give himself a thumbs-up. He was truly amazing, a true master of craftsmanship.

Although life in another world is very busy every day, I feel a great sense of accomplishment when I see things that I have only seen in words being created bit by bit by my own hands.

Wash the beetroots and cut them into small pieces. It would be better to cut them into strips to extract the juice, but his knife skills don't allow for that.

There was no juicer here, so Yu Sui could only make a tool with stones similar to the modern garlic crusher, and crush the chopped red beets into red juice in batches.

Although he was strong, the amount of red beets was also very large, so this method was indeed a bit slow. He secretly thought that after the dwarf Rob's injury recovered, he must ask him to make a juicer for him. If there was no electric power, he could do it manually, which would be much more convenient than pounding it this way.

Rob, unaware that he was being thought of, couldn't sleep due to a heavy heart. He slowly moved out while covering his wound and sat at the door watching Yu Sui tinkering with things.

Yu Sui poured the filtered beet juice into a clay pot and boiled it. When the beet juice began to boil, he added a little lime powder. He had found this in the mountains where the tribal warriors trained.

This is similar to making tofu, which requires precise control. He has never practiced it before, so he tries to put in less.

He slowly stirred the boiled beet juice with a branch and felt the beet juice in the pottery jar slowly begin to have resistance and gradually turned into a paste.

Use a wooden spatula to continue to stir-fry the paste. Slowly the paste turns into gravel, which means it is successful.

Yu Sui simply wanted to jump up and applaud himself. What a perfect traditional brown sugar, made so fresh and juicy. If modern girls want to buy this traditional brown sugar to make syrup, it is still difficult to buy the pure one.

Rob had been sitting by the door, thinking the cub was just playing, but then he saw the red liquid in the pot begin to emit a sweet aroma and slowly turn into sugar. He was stunned. His dwarves had lived in the human world before, where sugar was a rare and precious commodity, enjoyed only by the nobility.

He ignored the pain in his chest and walked to the pottery jar in surprise, looked at it, picked up a little with his fingers, and put it in his mouth to taste.

"Respected God of Craftsmen, this is actually sugar!" he exclaimed in disbelief.

Yu Sui gave him a strange look. What else could this be but candy? If not making candy, what was he doing here?

Rob was still looking at the clay pot in amazement. This pot of beet juice could make one-third of a pot of sugar. He saw that there were still a lot of red plant roots that the snow werewolf cub used to make sugar, piled up casually next to it.

He had a look of doubt on his face. When they lived in the human world, many people tried to impress them with benefits, not only giving them many gems, but also many expensive things reserved for the nobility, including sugar.

However, this kind of sugar, which the lower-class common people cannot enjoy at all, is now produced in large quantities by the snow wolves, who have always been considered barbaric and poor.

Yu Sui also remembered that sugar was indeed very precious in this world. In fact, even in his world, in ancient times, only his country had no shortage of sugar.

Honey was scarce, sugar was expensive, and ordinary people had no access to sweeteners. It was no wonder Robert was so surprised.

Compared with brown sugar, white sugar tastes more refined, so Yu Sui found some yellow mud, mixed it with water, and poured it into a ceramic jar.

Rob almost jumped up in pain. "What are you doing? Why are you pouring muddy water in? This is sugar!"

Yu Sui scratched his head innocently, "I'm refining white sugar. White sugar will taste better when used to make other foods."

Rob couldn't believe it. Just hearing the name of white sugar, you know it's clean and white. How could it be made with yellow mud water? He still looked at the wasteful brown sugar in the pot with a heartbroken look.

Facts speak louder than words. Yu Sui mixed the mud water and brown sugar evenly, put straw in a stone basin, and poured the mixed juice into it.

A magical scene appeared. The turbid sewage filtered through the straw, and what slowly emerged on top was snow-white sugar.

"Oh my God, was that a miracle just now?" Robert widened his eyes and muttered to himself.

He had never seen how alchemists made various potions, but he felt that it was definitely not as magical as this scene.

Yu Sui put his hands on his hips proudly and said, "I'm not talking nonsense!"

In fact, before he succeeded, he was not sure about it, after all, it was his first time to practice it.

There were still quite a few red beets left, and Yu Sui cut them into small pieces. Rob, startled, insisted on helping, but Yu Sui, not wanting to let him do the hard work, made him sit there and gave him the fish-scaling knife to help with the cutting.

Yu Sui himself pounded the beetroot into juice, filtered it, and poured it into a clay pot to make sugar. A sweet aroma emanated from the pot, filling the entire tribe. The cubs, still playing in the distance, smelled the aroma and ran back to the tribe.

It would be too hard to eat it directly, so Yu Sui made some brown sugar water for the cubs and asked them to share it.

Orc cubs are rare. There are no more than ten cubs in their entire tribe, not counting himself of course.

Sweeteners are also scarce for orcs. Apart from the occasional honey, each cub can only get a small amount.

Yu Sui did not refine all the prepared brown sugar into white sugar. The unique taste of brown sugar was also very sweet. He stored the two types of sugar separately in bamboo tubes.

In the evening, after the Snow Wolves finished their work, Xu came to Yu Sui's house as usual. Today's dinner was not as lively as before. Apart from Xu, only Kalan, Xiaohua and Lu sat around the fire.

Xiaohua was a little wary of Rob, a man she had never met before, and was not as lively and active as usual. Xiaochu, on the other hand, was already familiar with Rob.

In order to take care of Rob who is sick, the food we cooked today except for the barbecue is relatively light.

Yu Sui cooked a pot of porridge with animal meat and vegetables. The rice was cooked until it was soft and tender, and it was also very delicious for the little cubs.

The newly caught fish was cut into pieces and stewed until tender. Large pieces of barbecued meat were also roasted by the fire. Today, Yu Sui specially brushed the meat with several layers of sugar water, and the skin was roasted to a golden color.

Rob, a dwarf who was eating Yu Sui's food for the first time, almost buried his beard in the bowl.

In the distant mountains, there were more than a dozen snow werewolves lying in a forest. They concealed their presence and hid in every corner in a more convenient human form.

Ahead, many tents were set up on the cleared ground, broth was cooking on piles of campfires, and many fierce-looking humans were coming and going.

"Two more days of walking, and we'll be able to leave here," said a thin man wearing a black magic robe and holding a magic wand embedded with a blue magic core beside him.

The man opposite him was wearing silver armor, burly and strong, with scars all over his exposed skin.

Sindono laughed sinisterly and said, "Have a good rest tonight. Starting tomorrow, we will travel day and night to deliver these dwarfs to Count Rio as soon as possible. Then, brothers can go to the tavern and have a drink earlier."

The magician Soran laughed, as if he had already seen the scene of gold coins falling in front of him.

"Stupid elves and orcs, their defense is just so-so." After taking a big gulp of wine, Deputy Captain Werner laughed.

Sindono threw the animal bone in his hand onto Werner's chest and said, "If Count Leo hadn't provided us with this ring that conceals our aura, you would have been torn to pieces by the Golden Lion Clan long ago."

"Or be shot into a hedgehog by the elves." Soran laughed.

Werner caught the bone and tossed it into the fire, his fierce face filled with indifference. "The Orcs, a bunch of barbaric and stupid creatures! If time wasn't so tight, I could have captured a few of them. Those nobles love to raise them for weapons, hahahaha..."

Xin Dono snorted coldly and ignored him. The risks of the Dreamland were not to be taken lightly. Without sufficient luck and strength, it would be difficult to get out alive.

The mercenaries gathered together to eat, and the big men laughed loudly with their wine glasses in hand, as if they were sure that this trip would be a success.

Behind the tents, a group of dwarves were bound and gagged, including dozens of dwarf cubs, who, even with their mouths gagged, could not help but sob.

They were already in despair. As they walked along, the leader used a ring to open the barrier that concealed the breath. Then the thieves explored the territories of various tribes and passed through them quietly and silently.

Even the Snow Wolf Tribe initially failed to find any trace of them, but later on in their search, they noticed something was amiss. Although Sindono had used magic to mask the entire group's presence, their mounts' feces, though intentionally buried deep, were still discovered by the Snow Wolf Tribe's keen sense of smell. Fantasy Continent also had magical beasts they used as mounts, but each creature's territory was different, so they wouldn't pile up the feces of earth dragons and griffins like they did.

"What are you arguing about, you bunch of damn dwarfs!" A man whose face was red and eyes were bloodshot from drinking suddenly stood up and pointed at the dwarf child and cursed.

The group of dwarf cubs were frightened by him and made even louder grunts.

The man cursed, pulled out a whip from his mount, and lashed the dwarves all over the head. Even the adult dwarves were not spared.

His companions didn't stop him either. In their minds, these weren't real people, but commodities. They'd even sold their own kind for gold, let alone a group of dwarves.

Sindono stood up and shouted angrily, "What are you doing, you idiot! These dwarfs are already injured. If one of them dies on the way, you won't be able to afford the loss! Then I'll send you to be a slave to Count Rio."

The big man stopped in frustration and, still feeling unsatisfied, gave the dwarf child a vicious kick. The dwarf child was kicked out and fainted on the spot.

In the pile of dwarves, his parents were trapped with their eyes wide open. The painful screams that came out of their throats were blocked by the things in their mouths, and turbid tears flowed unwillingly from their eyes.

Ah Shan, who was hiding in a tree in his human form, clenched his fists in anger and looked towards where Hei Yan was.

After finding the mercenary group's location, the group of Snow Wolfmen followed them for a full day, gaining a good understanding of their combat effectiveness. The sight of the mercenaries brutally beating the dwarves jarred their eyes. The Snow Wolfmen saw how the mercenaries treated the dwarves' lives with complete disregard. With the exception of their leader, Sindono, who feared it would affect the mission, no one tried to stop them. Instead, they gathered around and laughed heartily, using the dwarves' plight as a joke to accompany their meals.

Heiyan panted angrily. He rose from his spot, transforming into a massive snow wolf. Qi and the other werewolves also emerged from their hiding places and transformed into their beast forms. A dozen or so of them surrounded the mercenary group and launched an attack.

The detection magic was triggered first. Sindono's face changed drastically and he shouted at others to take up their weapons and prepare for battle.

When he saw the huge snow wolf rushing towards him, his face changed drastically.

"It's the snow werewolf!" a mercenary shouted in horror.

Even among the orcs, the snow wolves were among the strongest in combat. They mustered their courage and drove their mounts forward to fight.

The snow werewolves rushed forward with their bodies like mountains, and instantly smashed the mercenary group that had been arranged in formation into pieces.

Soran hurriedly chanted a spell, raised his wand and said, "Wind Vortex!"

Whirlpools of strong winds emerged from the ground, with countless wind blades mixed in them, attacking the snow wolves.

The silver-white fur of the snow werewolves glowed softly in the night. They stood firm in the strong wind, and countless wind blades hit their bodies, making a metallic sound of swords clashing. The powerful high-level magic only left shallow white marks on their fur, and a few wisps of silver-white hair drifted down.

Soran's face turned pale. The Snow Wolf's magic resistance was too much for him. He cast several more spells, but seeing that they had no effect, he could only use Wind Walk to avoid the Snow Wolf's attack.

Sindono brandished his greatsword and rode on an earth dragon to meet the attack. The pale sword light enveloped the earth, and in an instant it seemed as if the sky had brightened.

Qi pushed Heiyan aside and stepped forward to meet the enemy. His nimble figure weaved through the sword light, swiftly circling behind Xindono and swinging his claws.

Sindono and the earth dragon beneath him were thrown overboard. His silver armor shone with white light, and the light magic cast on it quickly healed his body.

He didn't have time to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and immediately turned around to use his sword to block the attack of the snow wolf.

Qi's body was covered in blood. His massive body toppled countless mercenaries, and his sharp claws slapped Sindono with a whistling sound.

With a crack, the silver armor shattered. "Sindono!" Floating in the air, Soran unleashed a vortex that swept him up into the air. He raised a magic scroll in one hand, chanted a spell, and vanished before the werewolf's giant claws could strike.

Seeing the two men running away, Werner cursed angrily and tried to escape from the air on his griffin, but was hit by the leaping snow werewolf and knocked to the ground like a ball. He spit out a mouthful of blood and lay on the ground, his life or death unknown.

In a few moments, many mercenaries were killed or wounded. Heiyan and his men transformed into human form in front of the trembling dwarves and untied their ropes.

The dwarves were freed and rushed to their cubs, caressing their wounds with heartache.