"Mustard, do you want to try the quiche I just made?"

Lin Luo put the spread egg cake on a clean leaf, turned his head and asked the figure not far away.

Mustard, this is the name of the bloodline warrior of the Banyan tribe who is in charge of guarding the passage of the cave.

At this time, it had been ten full days since Lin Luo came here.

During these ten days, Lin Luo would go to Mustard every day and ask him to make a deal with the Banyan Tribe.

Although without exception, all of them were directly rejected by Kesake.

But during this time, Lin Luo did not gain nothing.

In the conversation with each other, Lin Luo learned the name of Mustard, and Mustard's attitude towards him was no longer as bad as at the beginning.

At the very least, he was allowed to cook on a fire near the cave passage.

In this regard, Lin Luo's heart was naturally quite happy.

He is ready to fight a protracted battle, and wants to make the Banyan tribe change their minds by brushing up their favorability.

It wasn't a good idea, but he had no choice other than that.

After all, the Banyan tribe is an even more powerful existence than the Peng tribe.

With the current strength of the Tribal Alliance, it is simply a fool's dream to want to grab it.

On the other side, hearing Lin Luo's words, Mustard immediately wiped the saliva from the corners of his mouth with the back of his hand.

Reaching out and taking out the jerky from his arms, he shook his head and refused: "No, I have my own food." ”

"Alright then!"

Hearing this, Lin Luo did not say anything more to persuade him.

Cut a small piece of quiche with a dagger, put it in your mouth and ate it.

While eating, he nodded slightly and sighed: "The taste of this moa egg is really good!"

"Gollum!"

Soon, a swallowing voice sounded.

Seeing Lin Luo chewing the egg cake with a satisfied face, Mustard suddenly felt that the jerky in his hand was not fragrant.

A minute later......

"Lin Luo, this moa egg you made is so fragrant, it's so delicious!"

Buckwheat held a large piece of egg cake in his hand, and while devouring it, he didn't forget to praise Lin Luo.

"You eat slowly, and there's more. ”

On the side, Lin Luo continued to spread the egg cake on the stone slab with a dagger.

In this primitive world, condiments are only a single salt, and the taste of the food produced can be imagined.

The moa egg cake made by Lin Luo was specially added with plant leaves that are very similar to green onions and have a pungent and spicy taste.

This makes the taste of the quiche a lot of notches up a notch at once, and it is definitely enough to shake off the dry and hard jerky for several streets.

"Hmm. ”

Hearing this, the mustard whose mouth was already stuffed with egg cakes immediately nodded with a smile.

It may be the reason why there is very little contact with other tribes, but after this period of contact, Lin Luo feels that mustard is still relatively simple.

After discovering that Mustard was a foodie, Lin Luo directly moved the "kitchen" here, and made all kinds of delicacies every day.

After all, Mustard is the only Rong tribesman he has been able to contact so far, so he naturally has to start with his favorability first.

In the first two days, Mustard still withstood the test, and shook his head in the face of the temptation of food.

But after that, he was quickly corrupted by Lin Luo's sugar-coated cannonballs, and although he still said no, his body was very honest.

Soon, Lin Luo put another piece of egg cake in front of Mustard and said, "Tomorrow I will go hunting a fierce beast and come back, and make a slate barbecue, which is guaranteed to be even better than this omelette." ”

Slate barbecue!

Hearing Lin Luo's words, Mustard's eyes suddenly lit up.

But soon, he seemed to suddenly think of something, and the joy on his face suddenly disappeared, and his eyes dimmed.

"No, my caretaker mission is over today. ”

Mustard shook his head gently towards Lin Luo.

Is it going to end?

Hearing this, the smile on Lin Luo's face immediately disappeared.

It is naturally impossible for a bloodline warrior as powerful as Mustard to be only responsible for guarding the passages in and out all the time.

Rather, like the Tribal Alliance, there are many warriors who regularly rotate to guard the passages.

Lin Luo had already guessed that Mustard would not stay here forever, but he didn't expect that he had just brushed up some goodwill with Mustard when the other party was about to leave.

This is naturally a big blow to Lin Luo.

If a new person comes in, it means that his favorability will be regained.

Even, it will continue like this vicious circle, making his purpose far away.

"Lin Luo, you better go back to your tribe!"

Just as Lin Luo's face was ugly and he was secretly thinking to himself, Kei opened his mouth and said, "It is absolutely impossible for Wu to take out the Rong Ling Root and trade it with you. ”

Banyan Root?

Hearing this, Lin Luo's face once again showed joy.

This is the first time that Mustard has mentioned the spirit creature of the Banyan tribe that can regenerate severed limbs in the time they have been together, so that Lin Luo's previous guess has been confirmed.

In the Banyan tribe, there are truly spiritual creatures that can regenerate severed limbs.

This favorability is not in vain!

Lin Luo sighed in his heart, and hurriedly took the opportunity to say to Kei, "Kesta, can you take me to see you Wu, you just need to meet once!"

If you want to talk about brushing favorability, you naturally have to brush the favorability of the high-level of the Banyan tribe.

An ordinary warrior like Mustard, even if he blew up his favorability, he couldn't change the decision of the Banyan tribe witch and chieftain.

Therefore, Lin Luo was ready to take this opportunity and ask Mustard to take him to meet Rong Wu.

"No, I can't. ”

Hearing this, Mustard shook his head directly and refused, as before: "We Wu have never seen foreigners. ”

After saying that, he didn't continue to eat the egg cake that Lin Luo had just made, and got up directly and returned to the cave passage.

Before leaving, he also left a final piece of advice to Lin Luo.

"Get out of here, or you'll be in danger of your life." ”

Danger to life?

The advice left by the mustard made Lin Luo stunned for a moment.

Although his strength was greatly reduced due to his broken arm, Zixiao was a true pure-blooded beast.

Even if he encountered a terrifying barbarian beast, he was sure that he could ride Zixiao and escape safely.

What's more, this is not a dense forest, so what kind of danger can endanger his life?

Could it be that the Banyan tribe wants to start?

The next moment, a thought came to Lin Luo's mind.

But then, it was directly denied by Lin Luo.

Although through these ten days of getting along, he has gained a lot of favorability with Kesa, but it is far from letting Kess betray the tribe and leak the news to him in advance.

What's more, the Banyan tribe has always lived a life of indisputability, and has never taken the initiative to conflict with other tribes.

And he came to the Rong tribe this time, just to trade the Rong Linggen that reborn the severed limbs, and he didn't have any malicious intent.

The Banyan tribe had no reason to attack him at all.

With his head full of questions, Lin Luo tossed and turned all night without sleeping well.

Early the next morning, when Lin Luo took Zixiao to the entrance of the cave passage as usual, he didn't see the familiar figure of Mustard again.

In his place was a tall, burly totemic warrior of the Banyan tribe.

"Let's go, our Banyan tribe won't trade with you. ”

It may be that Kei explained in advance, and before Lin Luo could speak, the other party took the lead and said.

Gotcha! Favorability is going to be brushed up again.

Looking at the other party's cold attitude, Lin Luo suddenly felt a deep sense of powerlessness in his heart.

Although the other party was just a totem warrior, he and Zixiao could easily solve the other party's rush into the Banyan tribe.

However, Lin Luo didn't dare to have such a thought at all.

It's easy to rush into the Banyan Tribe, but it's too difficult to snatch the Banyan Spirit Root.

With his current strength, the probability of success is less than 1 in 10,000.

Thinking about this helplessly in his heart, Lin Luo had just turned around and was about to leave with Zixiao, but he suddenly felt the ground under his feet tremble slightly.

Delusion?

This made Lin Luo stunned.

"Boom!"

But the next moment, with a dull rumbling, the earth trembled even more visibly.

Earthquake!

Lin Luo's face changed suddenly, and he immediately turned over and rode onto Zixiao's back.

But just as he opened his mouth, ready to order Zixiao to flee from here.

only to find that the totem warrior of the Banyan tribe on the opposite side was still standing straight in place, without the slightest panic on his face.

Thinking of the previous advice from Mustard, a thought suddenly appeared in Lin Luo's mind.

Could it be that the Banyan tribe had long expected an earthquake?