A Unique Hunter

"What a man!" Even if it was Cook, he had to admire the leader of the Mastiff. Although the equipment on the Mastiff was extremely simple, the height of the Mastiff reached three meters, which is rare among the Mastiffs. See you.

With the addition of golden hair, it looked like a member of the Golden Lion tribe. Among the orcs, the lion man was almost the most handsome, and the mastiff leader looked three points more majestic than the lion man.

"Priest!" The Mastiff stretched out his hand to stroke his chest, bent over and greeted Cook.

"Hello, my name is Cook!" Cook introduced himself. As a priest, his position in the orcs would have to be superior, so Cook didn't need to show the expression of surprises and surprises to the mastiff patriarch. For Cook, this leader is no matter how majestic, even if he becomes himself, it is just a subordinate.

In comparison, there are so many brilliant orcs under Cook, and Cook can't favor this mastiff just by his appearance.

The five dragons at the back have their noses upright. For the dragon, humans are ants, so the orcs who are inferior to humans are just some scum. Even if this scum is beautiful, it is nothing but scum.

"Priest Cook, I don't know what your intentions are?" The Mastiff leader was obviously dissatisfied with Cook's answer. He asked directly without introducing himself.

"Hehe, I'm here to make a deal with you, and I want to tell you the good news that other religions are allowed to appear in the Mekai Empire." Cook said indifferently with a smile, for this mastiff The senses of the leader have also declined a lot, and he has no basic politeness, and writes his unhappiness on his face, so the future of development is not too far-reaching.

Then Cook took out a piece of animal skin, on it there was a notice issued by the Mekai Empire Religious Affairs Association, which is to allow other sects to preach in the empire, but these sects must be reported, and the number of temples and the basic proportion of the church There are strict regulations, and the notice also tells all denominations not to violate imperial laws.

"Master Sage, please come over!" The Mastiff leader looked at the animal hide notice and ordered.

"No, your so-called sage is just a liar. We have killed him just now." After listening, Cook directly waved his hand and replied.

"What?" The mastiffs were extremely surprised, to know that the sage's ability is the first here, and the sage is almost invincible in the eyes of the orcs here.

In fact, Lao Pan was an alchemist apprentice and still had two brushes, but the Cook I met was almost unreasonable. He turned his face and turned his face. The distance between Cook knocking him down was less than half a meter. At this distance, Relying on Cook's power, I am afraid that he is the top warrior and magician, and he has to be beaten by Cook, let alone a small alchemist apprentice.

Of course, the apprentice alchemist is absolutely awesome in front of these orcs, so it can be conflated with the title of sage, but the apprentice alchemist is nothing in front of the crowd of Cook.

The orcs were all stunned. Although Cook and his party just walked out of the sage's house, they never thought that the sage in their eyes was actually killed.

In the eyes of these orcs, sages are almost omnipotent, but at this moment, the orcs are puzzled because they have not heard the slightest movement.

"Dead, really dead, wow!" An orc ran into Old Pan's house, then rushed out shouting loudly, and vomited a mess.

Cook couldn't help rolling his eyes at the golden dragon, because the golden dragon stepped on it, and Pan's head became a big pie, and it was still a dyed pie.

The Mastiff leader also rushed in, and then came out to look at Cook and his party's expression a little ugly, Cook waved his hand and said: "It's just a fake, don't be nervous, I heard that some of you have reached Bingyan. ?"

"Bingyan, that ghost place?" the Mastiff leader asked in surprise.

"Yes, tell me first, have any of you been to Bingyan?" Cook nodded and replied, then asked.

"No!" The Mastiff chief hesitated and replied.

"Hehe, I can use a lot of things, like the sugar these kids eat, as well as grain, salt and even mellow ale!" Cook said with a smile, because Cook knew that the mastiff leader was lying.

At this time, an old voice asked: "How much food do you have?"

"That's up to you?" Cook's answer surprised everyone around him.

"I want ten thousand catties of grain, so I'll take you to Bingyan!" A limping mastiff came out. The mastiff seemed to be very old, and the old could hardly move.

"Ten thousand catties? With so many people, is ten thousand catties enough?" Cook asked, looking at the old mastiff.

"Father, you can't go!" At this time a girl and a child rushed out and hugged the mastiff tightly.

Cook's eyes widened, but then he realized that the mastiff seemed to be so old because he was injured. In such a harsh environment, not dying is already considered the favor of the goddess of luck.

"Enough, my lord!" The Mastiff didn't expect Cook to agree.

"Well, I need to understand the situation of Bingyan in detail." Cook is very fond of the disabled mastiff, because in Cook's view, the mastiff is trading his life, but Cook did not expect to be Here, what does ten thousand catties of grain mean?

"Yes, my lord, my name is Figo!" The disabled mastiff agreed with his head down, and then introduced himself.

"Figo, are you not afraid that these people lie to you?" the Mastiff leader stood up and asked.

"Boss, is there anything someone like me can deceive? And take out so many things!" Figo pointed to the sugar in the hands of the children. The orcs also knew that sugar was a luxury that nobles could eat.

"Haha, yes, this piece of sugar can be exchanged for thousands of catties of grain in the empire!" Cook said with a smile.

"Goodbye!" The surrounding orcs couldn't help but stare, and this piece of sugar could exchange thousands of catties of grain?

"Hehe, this sugar is the best. It needs five gold coins per catty, and one catty is almost ten. Five gold coins are fifty thousand copper coins, one is five thousand copper coins, and corn is only a few copper coins per catty. "Looking at the orcs around him, Cook didn't believe him, so he explained.

"Cut, Cook, I'll give you a million catties of grain, can you replace it with sugar like this?" The golden dragon replied irritably.

Cook's algorithm is simply wrong, because one party is a luxury product with limited output and the other party is cheap food, so this algorithm is simply wrong because the output of sugar is limited, so if it is exchanged, the price of sugar will keep going up.

Cook directly ignored the Golden Dragon’s words. In Cook’s view, this fellow was looking for a sense of self-existence while Figo’s eyes were bright, but Figo still asked doubtfully: "My lord, I can first see if the food ?"

"Hehe, it should be, this is what I give to you for free." Then Cook said, Figo's eyes went dark.

Figo looked up and found that it was actually a pile of huge sacks. Before Figo could react, Cook took a sack and said to the surrounding orcs: "This is food, golden corn, how much can you get!"

"My lord, this is..." Figo said anxiously when he heard this and threw his eyes on the sack.

"Hehe, I said that I gave it for free." Cook laughed, but Cook can see from Figo's movements that the interpersonal relationship here is not very good.

"You will pay separately later." Cook explained in Figo's puzzled eyes.

Then Figo took Cook to Figo’s residence. In a corner below a rock wall, there was an extremely simple tent, a few pieces of tattered unknown animal skins, and some unknown animal bones. There is also a small tent made of stones.

Inside the tent is some moss, but it seems to be wet. In front of the tent, there is a small firepit, and there are some small caves on the rock wall, which seems to be some dried moss.

"Why don't you live on it?" Cook looked at the wet moss inside the tent, it was obvious that the moisture under the rock wall was too heavy.

"We lived on it before." Figo's youngest son was very affectionate to Cook, because the little guy was holding the sugar from Cook and the fragrant bread in his hand, but the little guy seemed reluctant to eat it. Pulled in his hand.

"My lord, in our place, we must also be ranked, not only eating, but also living. Our eldest daughter is a laborer in our family, so we can only live in this place." Figo said with a sigh.

"Oh?" Cook took out some things while looking at Figo, not only food, but also spices and so on, of course, there was a quick meat, and the iron pot that he needed the most, because Cook saw it here The orcs are actually pots made of stone, but Cook is not curious, because there are still many in the Mekai Empire.

Watching Cook take out something magically, Figo was still stable, but Figo's son and daughter couldn't stand it anymore and opened his mouth wide.

"Showing off! I said Cook, do you take too little of this thing?" The golden dragon rolled his eyes anger.

Cook said irritably, "I said this was me asking you to go for treatment, or did you ask me?"

"Huh!" The golden dragon is also wronged, because the space magic items of the golden dragon are almost unusable here, and the golden dragon is afraid that its forced use will cause bad consequences.

Cook then took out a bunch of things and threw them to the five giants of the dragon family, and then Cook ignored them, while Figo's youngest son looked at a ton of roasted monsters and asked: "They finished eating. ?"

"Haha, I'm done eating!" Cook was speechless. This is a dragon. It's impossible for the dragon to be full.

Cook then asked Figo: "I think you are pretty good here?"

"Very good, that's only a part of people. Here, people are divided into three classes. The first class is those who have strong labor and can go hunting. These people not only take care of their food, but also have a high status." Figo smiled bitterly Said.

"En!" Cook can care about it, because if the tribe is to continue, it is necessary to eat.

"The second class are those teenagers, because they are the main force in the future."

"The third class is our disabled, the elderly, and women, and this third class is calculated based on the family." Figo said afterwards.

"No wonder you live under here." Cook understood Figo, but Figo was going to bet.

"Hehe, in fact, we only now understand how difficult it is to live. If I could not let go of my sons and daughters, I would have committed suicide long ago. In our tribe, orphaned men are fine, but women are only assigned by others. Fate." Figo continued with a wry smile.

"Oh!" Cook also knows that in such an environment, first-class people must be a little mad, but fortunately, the orcs here are not a race, and there are more people, so the first-class people don't dare to overdo it, otherwise In this environment, I am afraid that something worse will happen.

"My lord, I want to sell this pair of children to you as servants." Figo said quietly to Cook looking at his daughter who was cooking in front of the fire and his drooling son.

"Servant?" Cook repeated in surprise.

"Adults are not ordinary people. Feeding my children is a trivial matter, please!" Figo then crawled on the ground.

Cook pulled Figo up with a wry smile, and then said: "Figo, I don't have the habit of taking care of the little ones!"

Figo’s face was immediately pale. Figo knew that his children had 10,000 catties of grain, and he was afraid that it would disappear the next day, and then the grain would be divided up. In this secluded world, Figo saw the darkness. It's just too much.

But then Cook said: "You have taken care of your own children!"

"My lord?" Figo looked at Cook suspiciously.

Cook pointed to Figo amusedly and said: "You think we are going to die, we just don't know the way, and I will treat your injury after returning from Bingyan."

"My lord, what you said is true?" Figo asked in surprise.

"What do you think, if we hadn’t met with long hair, we would have rushed directly into Bingyan, but there are orcs here, I came to see, and a person who has been to Bingyan helped us a lot, after all, It is not easy to distinguish the direction in the Moracan Desert!" Cook replied irritably.

"Don't you think I am so stupid to commit suicide by Bingyan!" Cook said disdainfully.

Figo thought for a moment that it was indeed like that, but at this time, Figo's daughter quietly walked over and asked in a low voice, "How does this work?"

"This, it's pepper, just smash it into powder and put it in the dish." Cook looked at the small white particles in the hands of the mastiff girl.

"This is pepper, is this something comparable to gold?" Figo asked in surprise.

"Hehe, mainly because the transportation is too difficult, because the pepper production areas are all in the south." Cook replied with a smile.

Cook saw that Figo’s daughter seemed to have problems, so he stood up and introduced some things to the girl. Looking at the mastiff girl’s rough hands, Cook knew that the burden of the family fell on here. For the girl, after all, here, there will be no gain without labor, after all, other people's food is not in vain.

Cook chatted with Figo carefully for a while. It turned out that the gap in the underground world is almost extending in all directions. Figo was also inadvertently chased by monsters and ran into a fork in the road. The exit of that passage is the periphery of Bingyan. area.

Figo's injury was caused by freezing in the outer area of ​​Ice Eye. After returning to the tribe, he was disabled a few days. Cook couldn't help but smack his tongue because the temperature in the northern mountainous area of ​​the orc empire where the Mastiff lived was extremely low. Now, although the Mastiff’s cold tolerance is not the best among the orcs, it is also first-class, and it was unexpectedly frozen and disabled.

Soon the Mastiff girl put the seated meal on a flat stone with two small stone piers around it. Figo looked at Cook gratefully and said, "Thank you, sir, for your generosity!"

"No, huh?" Cook found that apart from Figo and himself, Figo's children did not come to eat, and Cook saw that all the good things he took out were on the table, and in the wooden bowl of a pair of children, this The wooden bowl was taken out by Cook, although there are dishes, but more of it is dark stuff.

"What's this for eating?" Cook took the bowl of Figo's youngest son, and there was a huge fishy smell on his face.

"My lord, don't worry about them." Figo said quickly.

Cook's face was a bit ugly, and he pointed to Figo and said, "Figo, you are wrong with this, and good things should be eaten for them!"

"Uncle, these things were lost and wasted." Figo's daughter said weakly to Cook, but the uncle directly depressed Cook.

"What is this made of?" Cook asked, pointing to the dark thing in the bowl.

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"It's the moss picked by my brother and me, and the food allocated from hunting. I do the work of cleaning the viscera of the prey every time, but they didn't expect that there is meat in the belly of these prey. This is how I quietly Collected." Figo's daughter replied timidly when facing Cook's question.

"Wow!" Even when Cook heard these words again from www.wuxiaspot.com, looking at the dark stuff in the wooden bowl, he suddenly vomited.

The meat in the prey's stomach, isn't it the food that the prey hasn't digested yet? Cook can't help but feel nauseous when thinking of that kind of scene, and there are some beasts that eat carrion, no wonder the stench inside is so strong.

"I cleaned it!" Seeing Cook's movements, Figo's daughter's grievances were about to be left with tears.

"Wow!" Not only Cook, but even the five elders of the Dragon Council vomited out what they had just eaten.

"Oh!" When the golden dragon thought that someone would actually take out the food from the prey's stomach to eat, which one was throwing up a mess.

"Figo, I order you not to eat anything like that anymore!" Cook threw the wooden bowl far away.

"Bad guys, bad guys, this is what my sister has finally collected. My sister may only collect a little after soaking in water for a day." Seeing that the wooden bowl was lost, Figo's son kicked Cook again and again. He was yelling at Cook while he was fighting.