Surviving The Fourth Calamity

Capítulo 1707: Chapter 284: My Project Is the Best in the World

Facing the satisfied face of the Night Slumber Clan Leader, ‘Snow Cloud Peak’ was at a loss for words for the first time.

He truly couldn’t understand, because after his mare was hooked away by someone else’s stallion, he knelt on the ground frantically shouting, his face twisted as if he himself had been cuckolded, why would anyone think that crappy acting could be used.

No, how dare he call that acting?

If they really showed their face, perhaps no one would blame a shortage of mineral deposits but instead think he, ‘Snow Cloud Peak’, had a serious illness and was about to meet his end!

Ugh!

He’s lost in these ridiculous thoughts… It must be that the Night Slumber clan has collectively caught equine flu!

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ turned his head, and ‘Battlefield Lightning’ was brimming with enthusiasm, likely already immersed in his heroic image waving a warhammer and dominating the battlefield.

He quickly turned around: “No need, just proceed as usual.”

It’s not without reason that he chose these two clans to oversee the mine here.

The other clans might understand human relationships slightly better than these two, but… they definitely don’t live as interestingly.

They’re so passionate about cows and horses every day that as they sit there recording, they often fall into a reverie.

Especially the Night Slumber family, they have been trying to attract a few pretty mares from the herd next to Hill’s Magic Tower.

Living on the horse grass personally planted by Hill, and near a tower rich with a natural atmosphere, of course, these horses are beautiful and handsome.

So these Night Slumber people live in the night… with so many dreams, they no longer know the feeling of the day.

Their unusually peculiar behavior is sufficient.

After all, ‘Snow Cloud Peak’ has personally asked Hill’s Horse King to help train their emotions.

As for Thunder, even the people over at Eden wouldn’t believe they could predict any future direction from his face.

Nobody avoids telling him, he just doesn’t take it seriously at all.

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ raised his eyebrows and solemnly reminded ‘Night Slumber Treading Flames’: “Although our alliance has made quite a lot of preparations, you should understand that if you’re not ready and we suffer total defeat, even losing the fortress… you know what will happen to you.

You’re fully aware how much and for how long the Night Slumber family can endure the ridicule from alliance families.”

‘Night Slumber Treading Flames’ shuddered as he suddenly remembered that with Black and White Path not here, Wenjian and Doomsday are in a two-way standoff, and if Eden really takes action, they will inevitably go for the two fortresses on the dikes closest to them.

So, if they are really in trouble, the only support available would be Black Rose and Night Hawk!

There isn’t a single person in Black Rose who can keep their mouth shut.

And Night Hawk, in other words, means night owl.

If Night Slumber were ultimately saved by those two families… especially if their territory was breached by the enemy before being rescued, how could their family survive!

In a place like Aesces where not even grass grows, how could they leave the lush Cain Valley, to wander far with their wives!

‘Night Slumber Treading Flames’ spoke with the most resolute tone of his life: “Don’t worry, Snow Old Dog! I will be extremely cautious, and not a single mistake will occur!”

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ nodded with a smile: “That’s good, otherwise I could only have the Magic Sword stand on guard atop the mountain every day.

No choice, Black Rose is busy lately, so only the Magic Sword and An Idler are available.”

‘Night Slumber Treading Flames’ shivered all over, while ‘Battlefield Lightning’ regained focus: “Huh? Magic Sword? Wasn’t he kicked out for accidentally demolishing half of Black Rose’s base?”

“He, wasn’t doing it on purpose, was he?” a Night Slumber member squatting nearby and watching their clan leader being lectured by Snow Old Dog couldn’t help but interject, “I heard that when Elder held his head down and beat him, he was still pleading innocence.”

“No, you don’t understand…” a Magic Cult member said with a strange expression, “Don’t you think the scariest part is that he never does it on purpose?

When Elder beat him, he was scolded with who told you to be so handsy…

Ugh, made me shiver, almost hanging a sign outside our clan’s territory.”

“Magic Sword and Dog… ah, no, you can’t write dog.” ‘Battlefield Lightning’ murmured quietly, but everyone heard it.

“Are you all idle, huh?”

“Ah… Old Dog got agitated~”

“Run quick, run quick, the dog’s desperate for a bite!”

Then everyone quickly scurried away under Snow Old Dog’s glare, leaving calls echoing all around.

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ exhaled heavily: These damn fools are all his own, all fools he indulged, no need to get mad!

No need, my foot!

This group of guys, just you wait!

He, ‘Snow Cloud Peak’, has never heard of ‘generosity’, only knowing this day in and day out!

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‘Snow Cloud Peak’ contemplated for a long time.

Logically, even if their Proud Sky Alliance was negligent, the chance of being successfully ambushed given their combat and organizational capabilities was minimal.

Therefore, the people from Eden must have learned some other information, such as a day when Cain Valley might be overwhelmed.

Even Ambori had no time to meddle… After all, this Goddess of the Sea actually enjoys slaying the Undead Tribe.

Although items from the Undead Tribe are rarely dropped, those non-attribute accessories they wear, which do not occupy an equipment slot, remain on the original body.

When the bodies vanish into light, those miscellaneous items naturally remain in place.

For the Undead Tribe, these things certainly hold no value… otherwise, who in their right mind would carry good stuff into battle!

But for Ambori, every single one is a surprise.

And no one fights her over them, nor revisits old scores.

As for Hill, he certainly wouldn’t bother with battles among the Undead Tribe.

Luckily, ‘Snow Cloud Peak’ had a more well-informed source to consult… Although Aesces babbled a lot, asked many questions and spoke little of what mattered, as long as ‘Snow Cloud Peak’ was diligent, they could still find a clue.

This also allowed ‘Snow Cloud Peak’ to confirm one thing: Eden still had connections with that ‘Ellie’.

And ‘Ellie’, or rather the face of the Goddess of the Sea behind her, was very displeased with Cain Valley’s massive acquisition of those sea monsters.

On top of this, Princess Scaret decided to have her child at sea… Though logically, her child would naturally have the talents of a sea offspring, but what if not?

Certain traits of Ismael made even the always confident Scaret Royal Family feel a bit uneasy.

So, even though much was discussed about the child’s future in Scaret… even Great Sage Ismael had already paid for raising the son, they still prepared an alternative.

If the child left no trace of Triton bloodline, then Ismael wanted to take the child home.

Of course, Scaret would not refund the money.

At most, they would turn the fund for raising the son into compensation for forced separation of mother and child.

Though the attitude of Princess Scaret seemed ambiguous and no one could ascertain her true stance, negotiations should at least cover all grounds.

However, at the negotiation table, the Scaret and Danboro people both looked sour… As diplomats, they never expected to engage in a heated exchange over the issue of a ‘ball’.

Though Aesces did not understand the mortal mind, when he heard ‘Snow Cloud Peak’s assessment that ‘both sides are likely to be attacked by Gaia and that Goddess of the Sea, and that Princess might have her baby amidst monstrous waves and pervasive clouds’, he was instantly puzzled.

Even though he unconditionally protected Ismael, he wasn’t very keen on seeing the child before his eyes vexing him.

Aesces didn’t know how Triton felt about it, but when he finally understood, he truly knew what ‘like a thorn in the throat’ meant.

Sadly, when he mentioned this to ‘Snow Cloud Peak’, he was met only with merciless ridicule: Only he would feel vexed; Triton’s response to such matters would only be no response.

The Greek Gods can have children with anything.

Related to an enemy human, they’re just too normal a subject, without even a blink.

Sometimes Aesces couldn’t understand—was it because he was utterly indifferent to emotions that fate placed such absurdities of the Greek Gods right under his nose to torment him?

After all, Aesces was a decisive World Master… Even if in some eyes, he might not seem so grand, it was with a firm hand that he steered the world to its present state… He merely gave Ismael a slight reminder that his former wife was very active lately, and said nothing else.

Ismael seemed to understand part of it; he set up many powerful defenses on that island, even those complex arrays.

Yet he also displayed too much confidence, not even intending to persuade Princess Scaret to return to Triton’s territory, no, he didn’t even inform the Scaret people, that there might be danger.

Aesces, while discussing this with ‘Snow Cloud Peak’, felt somewhat bewildered.

He really didn’t understand what was on Ismael’s mind.

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ didn’t really understand either.

But for him, since the outcome was already near at hand, there was no need to ponder others’ thoughts.

They just needed to wait less than a month.

They had confirmed even for divine offspring, the Scaret Royal Family’s pregnancy still lasted ten months.

No matter how exceptional Ismael’s talents were, he wouldn’t give birth to a Nezha.

‘Snow Cloud Peak’ thought, this short time was bearable.

He sat on the sofa, took out his tablet, and sent a message to the person opposite: “How’s the digging going?

Be careful, don’t make too much noise, lest it collapses.”

“My project, world’s number one.”