Chapter 479 The Cruel Tribe

The old tree man looked up at him, and without paying attention to the anxiety of several clan leaders beside him, he opened the leaf bag expressionlessly. A strong sweet fragrance instantly spread in the space.

The old tree man widened his eyes: "What is this?" He even couldn't help swallowing.

Seeing the old tree man's expression, Meng Zhuo felt relieved instantly. He said carefully, "This is the sweet water from the buzzing insects we found. It can be stored for a long time in this Beast God Mountain."

Then he took out a small piece of honeycomb from the basket, wrapped it in leaves and handed it to the old tree man: "You can try it first, and then consider whether to change it or not."

In fact, the old tree man had been craving for this sweet and fragrant thing for a long time. The things he exchanged had to be distributed within the tribe, and even as an elder he could not eat them casually.

But this piece of meat was given to him by the beastman. He should try it! Right? If he didn't try it, how would he know if it was good? If he gave it back and it didn't taste good, and the tribesmen didn't like it, he would suffer a great loss.

Even though he was in a state of confusion, the old tree man remained extremely calm. He took the small piece of honeycomb that Meng Zhuo handed over and put it into his mouth.

With a light bite of his teeth, something smooth, dense, and sweet filled his mouth, making him squint his eyes involuntarily. How could there be something so delicious?

He nodded with satisfaction: "Not bad, not bad, this thing is really good, I will give you the remaining two beast god fruits as well."

When the old tree man said this, several clan leaders around him became anxious. Is this okay?

All these beast god fruits were given to the Monte tribe. If they could produce a few evolved beastmen, would there still be room for these beastmen to roam freely on this continent in the future?

Especially the orcs from Mo Zha and Sera tribes, their faces turned green. This year they had just sent orcs to dig the corner of the other party's cave, and not only did they fail, but they were also found out.

Moreover, in recent years, because the Monte tribe has no ambitions, they have come up with the idea of ​​replacing it. They have been jumping around in the Lamu Forest, doing this today and that tomorrow.

I didn't expect that just after I stretched out my claws to the top of the Monte tribe's head and plucked a few hairs, they would change their weapons and beasts. My future is suddenly dark.

Bortel also stood up in a panic. He looked at the orcs of the Monte tribe with anger in his eyes and said righteously: "You may not know that these buzzing insects are very powerful in our mountain forests. Even the most powerful orcs will die immediately if they encounter them.

The Monte tribe actually took so much sweet water from the buzzing bugs, and who knows how many beastmen's lives were lost because of it. How could you exchange the precious beast god fruit for such a cruel tribe that doesn't care about the lives of its people?"

The cruel beastman of Monte tribe: ""

Bullshit! Give you a jio~

Meng Zhuo sneered and looked at the righteous Botel: "I heard you stinking here. Who told you that the sweet water of these buzzing insects was exchanged for the lives of my tribesmen? Did you see it?"

Botel was so angry at the sudden swearing of the Monzhu tribe leader that his face twisted: "Everyone knows the dangers of collecting the sweet water from buzzing insects. Do you think I am talking nonsense?"

Having said that, he actually looked at the tribal leaders around him with an inquiring look.

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(End of this chapter)