West Continent, Dark Tide Beach.

In this world, because of the existence of demonic beasts and some sea-dwelling alien races, the ocean is far more dangerous than the earth, so even if it is rich in products, there are still not many people who can 'eat the sea by relying on the sea'.

So the question is, will the world's fat-bodied aristocracy give up seafood delicacies that are more delicious and rare than those of the earth?

The answer, of course, is no.

Rather, it is precisely because the seafood delicacies are more precious than the earth that the aristocracy is attracted to them, after all, they obviously enjoy the superiority of having things that no one else has more than delicious.

There is no killing without buying and selling, and the saying can actually be said the other way around.

When something is so precious that someone is willing to give it to some civilians to buy it at a high price for a month or two, even if the process of gathering is very dangerous, there will still be brave men under the reward.

Ratio is one of them.

It's a bit wrong to say he's a brave man.

His tribe was originally a small tribe living near Fillin Mountain, but because the physical fitness of the clansmen was not particularly good, the belief in the Ten Thousand Beast God Sorrowful Wind did not pity their tribe, and there was not even a single warrior who took the name on the Fillin Plain.

Therefore, when other tribes began to look at it, it was a matter of course that their tribe relied on the income obtained from collecting mountain delicacies and various rare herbs on Filling Mountain, and was driven away from their original homeland.

If it was the original, the Greyclaw tribe of the Lion Clan would still be able to uphold justice. But everything changed when Greypaw became the chief of the Greypaw tribe.

After the thin and evil guy, who always wore a black cloak and was wrapped up all over his body, and did not look like a brave and fierce lion man at all, he began to get close to the hyenas and gray werewolves, and attacked some of the weaker alien tribes, forcing them to make frequent offerings.

The same is true of the tribe of Be.

After draining all their savings, they drove the tribe from their homeland and pushed them out to the dangerous and barren shores of the Dark Tide, where they had to dig and eat seagrass for a living.

But it won't work like this.

Once the children of the tribe are born with an older disease, if they do not have the money to hire a witch doctor to treat them, they can only gradually weaken and eventually die in despair!

Even if some witch doctors find that it is useless to treat them without charging a fee, because even if they have a prescription, they still have no effect if they don't have money to buy medicine!

It is precisely because of this that the chieftain of the Bi tribe made a decision after suffering for a long time: let the tribesmen catch the sea on the shore of the dark tide, pick up the seafood washed up by the tide, dig up the shellfish parasitic on the reef, and trade it with humans in exchange for money!

Activities that can make some money relatively easily on Earth, and even give people a rather emotional feeling, are extremely dangerous actions in this world.

Many sea crawling monsters are able to lurk in the sea water at a depth of about one meter and attack people on the shore.

For example, all kinds of sea scorpions, man-eating horseshoe crabs and the like can lurk in the sand and attack people.

In addition, the people of Bi's clan are quite thin and weak, and they are not combat-type aliens, and in less than a month, they have already lost three people because of catching up with the sea.

Bi watched his cousin be taken away by a sea beast that looked like a strange shrimp with sickle-shaped feet, and basically couldn't survive.

But even so, for the sake of the continuation of the tribe, they can only endure the fear in their hearts and continue to take advantage of the ebb and flow to find those valuable things......

After a month of practice, Bi barely has a little experience in catching the sea, and when he sees that the soil is different from the surrounding area, or the sand that is bubbling in the bubbles, he will carefully bypass it, and then look for those small fish and shrimp to catch.

But today he found something different.

On the beach not far in front of him, three men were falling to the ground in strange positions, shaking with the rise and fall of the tide, threatening to be swept away by the waves at any moment.

Than I didn't intend to be eventful.

Although floating corpses are rare, some people in the tribe have encountered them. The corpses are often parasitic with some ferocious bugs, and if you come close at will, you may be attacked.

But he saw that one of them had a pair of triangular ears on his head.

The soaked fluff was sticking to it, and it looked a little funny, but Bi, who had been to the Greypaw Tribe with his chieftain father, knew very well that it wasn't the ears of the cat-people or other Inhumans, but the ears of the lion-people!

A lion-man corpse!

Although Bi doesn't know exactly what the cause of the other party's death is, if he can bring it back to the tribe, maybe the adults in the tribe can use it as a good bond with the Graypaw tribe......

With such a thought, Bi cautiously approached the other party.

But before he could touch the lion-man, the other man trembled first, and then let out a low, painful moan.

This sudden change made Bi staggered back several steps in fright.

Fortunately, the other party did not make any unusual moves.

This made Bibi relax a little, and once again cautiously approached the other party, then took out the geoduck he had just dug up from the back basket and poked the other party.

After a while, the other party finally opened his eyes as if he had regained consciousness.

"Ahem......" he spat out a large mouthful of water, his expression extremely confused: "Here...... Where is ......?"

"This is the Dark Tide Seashore." Bi warily distanced himself from him and replied in a low voice, "Are you from the Greypaws?" ”

The moment he heard the word Gray Claw, the other party's expression immediately changed, and the previous weak and harmless appearance of humans and animals also disappeared, replaced by a fierce look like a hunter.

"You know Greypaw? …… So, although the process is a little delicate, it's finally back. He muttered to himself thoughtfully, and then looked at the comparison again, a little surprised: "Long-eared clan? I remember that your tribe must be in the area of Fairling Mountain, why is it by the sea? ”

"Didn't you Greyclaw forcibly award our tribe's territory to the Black Fangs!" When he asked like this, he lowered his long rabbit ears a little aggrieved.

"Yes, that's the case...... the other party touched his chin, stood up and looked at the other two corpses, and then kicked them: "Don't sleep, get up!" We're on the Western Continent! ”

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Chapter 203: The Western Continent