Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Chapter 977: Chapter 773: The Old Dog with a Sharp Tongue and a Black Heart

The Undead Tribe spectators quickly understood why he looked like this: the Purple Worm Leader, whose entire body was burned into a mess, had its stomach opened, revealing strings of densely packed white eggs, and despite the mother’s being burned alive, life still thrived within.

No wonder that Purple Worm Leader died so easily... When it realized it couldn’t survive anymore, it used its last strength to protect its children.

Many suddenly found the terrifying image of the Purple Worm Leader not so frightening anymore, and even felt reluctant to curse the worms that forced them to revive tens of thousands of people back into town...

Some sentimental girls already started wiping their tears... More people cursed William for crafting such a storyline.

’Snow Cloud Peak’ glanced back twice, holding his arms and calmly said, ”Then try to see if they can be turned into pet eggs... If possible, let those who want them exchange them for military exploits.

If not, there’s no other way, ask Hill if he wants them. These worms are pretty formidable, maybe he can use them for experiments.”

Someone muttered behind him about his cold-bloodedness... Some young ladies gazed coldly at the back of Snow Old Dog’s head.

”Muttering about what?” ’Snow Cloud Peak’ said disdainfully, ”This thing is a monster that uses people as food! Does the fact that it loves its own children prove it shouldn’t die?

Are you out of your mind? It just wanted to eat you!

These insect eggs are innocent... and actually a bit useful.

So, if you think they’re pitiful and don’t mind raising a long worm yourself, you can take your military exploits and trade with the few in charge of distribution... especially those who have cried out of sympathy, don’t avoid raising worms just because you don’t dare...”

A very familiar Female Priest in a bright red robe jumped up and slapped him on the back of his head, making Snow Old Dog swallow back the sarcastic words everyone understood he wanted to say.

’Old Age Striking King’ coldly said, ”Old Dog, if you want to die, please wait until we’re back to find death... Until then, shut up, okay?”

She stared at ’Snow Cloud Peak’ fiercely, her gaze sharp, almost conveying what she meant to say: Do you intend to offend half of the female players? At a time when priests and Light Series Mages are clearly in high demand?

Girls... whether truly moved or wanting everyone to think they’re moved... would feel that Old Dog’s insult is directed at them.

’Old Age Striking King’ rubbed her hands, forcefully slapped ’Snow Cloud Peak’ on the back, ”Those who want them should go find the distribution management and queue up for registration themselves, it’s not your business who wants it or not?

Talking excessively does not count as being a man!”

’Snow Cloud Peak’ stared in astonishment at the priestess who finished slapping him and walked away briskly, unable to speak for a while... He opened his mouth, but then shut it. He still had a bit of a sense of crisis... Sanda King and other young ladies are different, cursing him is just the beginning, if he dares to curse back... if he was bitten by a Wolverine before, now it would be trampled by a White Dragon!

He couldn’t help but touch his back; did Sanda King eat Strength Potion again? Why does it feel like her strength grew even more? He had already lowered his sensation system to the lowest level, yet it still felt like he was dying of pain.

Temporarily borrowing strength from her White Dragon companion living in her Pet Space, ’Old Age Striking King’ happily returned to her position... She originally went to save people, many knights of the Black Rose were killed in the previous battle... Which meant they’d rather pay William the price for saving their lives than having to run a day or even longer.

Then they bumped into Old Dog speaking nonsense again; it’s hard to imagine how his mouth could be so tactless!

Didn’t he still arrange the insect eggs properly? Otherwise, why would he be silent for so long if he wasn’t touched!

Why keep mocking people after doing things? Especially rebuking sentimental girls?

So Old Dog having a mouth that deserves to be shut is expected, ’Old Age Striking King’ couldn’t help but think, a black heart, black mouth, and naturally a black face too.

The Undead Tribe rested in the cave for several hours, partially waiting for the ones in charge of miscellaneous tasks to manage these few giant worms, and partially to see if the unlucky group that revived could hurry over quickly.

After all, their large group surely couldn’t run faster than a small team on horseback... This road will be safe for at least these two days, the ground is stone, it should be possible to rush brainlessly.

But if the worms are handled and those people haven’t arrived yet, they won’t wait for them... People are incidental, money is primary, no one likes to take on a large task without any gain.

After all, everyone saw Hill’s acquisition notice... But they already knew in their hearts, these strange and bizarre creatures, as long as brought to Hill, the wealthy Archmage will certainly take them all.

Now, if the Undead Tribe has any good stuff, the first reaction is to ask Hill... Others buy these things from them mostly for investment, it’s sure to fetch an acquisition price to bring back, add money, and sell as market price.

But Hill didn’t think that much at all. If there were any special rare materials, he would pay the Undead Tribe the same price as he would pay anyone else for things he bought from them.

Even William would haggle a bit!

So the Undead Tribe usually only sells low-cost, large-volume basic resources to the Space-Time Shop... It’s actually just for clearance, lugging those things to Hill isn’t really worth it.

Hill sighed quietly. Although the Undead Tribe is very aggressive, their goals are clear; as long as you avoid them, you absolutely won’t die.

But these purple worms clearly came to eat people... The vibrations caused by the Undead Tribe were so obvious, the Purple Worm Leader must know this was a whole army.

But probably because they’re used to running rampant in the Underworld, they don’t think they can be defeated, and consider everything they set their eyes on as their rightful food.

Indeed, they’re almost immune to physical attacks, spells probably need a discount, and they’re immune to Illusion Technique and Mental Magic as well, even liches avoid these worms.

One day, after being a thief for so long, you’ll hit a hard stop; even if it’s not against the Undead Tribe, they’ll eventually die from their reckless behavior.

So just like what ’Snow Cloud Peak’ said, if they want to eat people, then being killed is inevitable... And just because of that little leftover motherly love, sympathizing with a monster trying to kill you, for whatever reason, is a bit abnormal.

So given the cold splash of reality by ’Snow Cloud Peak,’ most of the Undead Tribe fell silent, and many girls looked a bit confused... Even if they understood Old Dog’s words, they still felt something was off.

Hill looked at the person videotaping while unceremoniously capturing the confused little faces and muttered softly: ”How long do you think it will take for them to realize that Old Dog was actually moved?

Otherwise, he wouldn’t care about how to deal with insect eggs... his choice would have been to just toss them into a storage box.”

Until the team set off again, noticing the resurrected people hadn’t returned yet, the Undead Tribe gradually spoke up: ”We’re not waiting for those who died to return?”

”Isn’t the main T lacking a lot, is it okay?”

”Let’s wait a bit more! Half of our family already went back!”

Many turned to find the unfortunate person who claimed half their family had died... You know, because the Undead Tribe chose to follow, the team stretched particularly long, with those purple worms directly attacking the central part of the team... If half really died, it could only prove that the first batch of attacked were all from their family.

”Tsk tsk! Apocalyptic Boss, huh!” someone couldn’t help but laugh, ”Indeed, in Toril, the name is crucial.”

”Who! Are you looking for trouble?” someone from the Apocalypse couldn’t help but jump out, ever since being acquired by the new boss, they’ve toned down a lot, but that doesn’t mean they have no temper!

”What? I said it! It’s me who said it! Not allowed?” The ’Young Master’ standing at the front almost jumped up and shouted back angrily... When the boss acquired, all those small families under Qingcheng were directly merged into Apocalypse as one family, otherwise, people wouldn’t have put out so much money.

Furthermore, this boss seemed to enjoy the drama of life... Experiencing how many types of beauties there are in the world was his greatest passion, so the Apocalyptic Boss now had a nickname called ’Teddy.’

He’s indeed very flashy, but as Teddy’s little brother, former Apocalypse members were quite uncomfortable... But they couldn’t bear to leave the treatment given by the boss, so they just muddled through.

But being a little brother and being an employee is actually a bit different, Apocalypse people used to be arrogant following their leader, now becoming part-time workers, their mindset always wavered, they sometimes couldn’t stand those mockeries, and clashed with other families... Unfortunately their boss never declares war in the family name.

If trouble gets too big, he would even fire them... The only reason to keep these people going is, even though their reputation isn’t great, wealthy people naturally have nice equipment, so their family still has some reputation, their strength is not too bad... At least Apocalypse still exists within the hundred families.

But this doesn’t mean the already halved Apocalypse can still contest with a big family like Wenjian... Their boss wouldn’t engage in such petty verbal disputes... He just loves watching the pretty girls.

The most important thing is, Apocalypse people couldn’t help but glance at ’Lu Huayu’ who now manages the family standing among them... Isn’t ’Young Master’ causing trouble just naturally?

’Lu Huayu’ remained silent, his reputation is already rotten, originally nicknamed ’Road Eunuch’, now turned into chief steward... Sometimes even responsible for delivering gifts to the girls pursuing by the boss... Face to face because the boss thinks only this way is sincere.

Simultaneously giving gifts to dozens of young girls, perhaps the boss has a unique understanding of sincerity... Anyway, he couldn’t comprehend it.

’Lu Huayu’ absolutely doesn’t want any more nicknames, but if he dares to retort, ’Young Master’ would definitely give him ten more, each unpleasant.

If it weren’t for the money... he sighed quietly, pulling up the hood of his robe... Making money isn’t embarrassing.