After seeing the arrogance of the bear monster, Shiratori immediately decided to change his route on the way back.

Even if you take a few more detours, you don't want to enter the territory of the bear monster.

Fortunately, the patrol finally reached the end of the trip, the territory of the Frost Moon Clan.

As one of the six lord-level strengths, creatures from other forces can be seen running on the artificially opened roads in the territory of the Frost Moon Clan from time to time, and the White Bird leads the patrol straight to the camp of the Frost Moon Clan.

In the afternoon, they finally arrived at the camp of the Frost Moon Clan.

The camp houses of the Frost Moon Clan were continuous, and although they were all the simplest wooden houses and thatched houses, Shiratori still saw the appearance of a rudimentary town.

These six lord-level forces only need some on-demand to enter the era of city-states, not the current backward tribal era.

Entering the Frostmoon Clan camp, Shiratori directly found a team of white werewolf soldiers on patrol and explained his intention.

"On behalf of the Nightkin Tribe, on behalf of the Lord of the East Coast, I want to make some deal with you. Shiratori looked up at the white werewolf soldier in front of him and said loudly.

The "Lord of the East Coast......" The White Werewolf Soldier remembered that this was one of the titles of a heroic creature from the East Coast that was rumored some time ago.

"Wait a minute, I'll report immediately!" replied the White Werewolf soldier in awe, then turned and ran towards a huge tent in the middle of the camp.

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"Hmm, is Godfather's name so big on the North Shore?" Shiratori muttered.

"Captain, what do you think is the reason why our camp has been able to exceed two hundred in a short period of time?" said Ben Bo Entropy on the side.

Shiratori thoughtfully: "It's also because of the name of the godfather?"

"That's right, the North Shore has been chaotic for too long, and the creatures of the North Shore worship the strong while longing for peace, and an existence like the Venerable that completely rules the One Shore to end strife is simply the idol of the creatures of the North Shore. Ben Boer replied.

Shiratori looked at the faces of the three aliens on the patrol, and the twinkle in their eyes confirmed Shiratori's thoughts.

The name of the Lord of the East Shore has planted a seed in the hearts of the creatures of the North Shore, and when the chaos of the North Shore begins, the name of the Lord of the East Shore will quickly take root and grow into a magnificent giant tree in the hearts of the creatures of the North Shore.

The departing White Werewolf soldiers soon returned, and respectfully invited Shiratori to the tent, where the rest of the patrol rested.

The stronger the strength, the more clearly they can see how wide the road ahead is, the Frost Moon Clan is not like the Bear Monster Clan, and clearly knows the meaning of the four words Lord of the East Coast.

The white bird followed the white werewolf soldiers into the camp, and in the huge camp vestibule, only a sturdy white werewolf wearing a red robe sat down.

This white werewolf is the current chief of the Frost Moon Clan, White Werewolf Huck, the Great Lord of the Meat System, and has the talent of frost spells, and the two phases are superimposed and he is a top quasi-hero-level powerhouse.

As soon as Shiratori entered, Huck showed his magical abilities, and with a wave of his hand, a bowl of hot water turned into a bowl of crushed ice.

Then pour in cold water, and a bowl of ice water is made, which is really rare on a hot day.

Huck motioned for Shiratori to sit down on the table in front of him, and asked Shiratori to make his own ice water.

"What shall I call you, guest?" Huck's tone was surprisingly gentle to Shiratori.

"Chief Huck, just call me Shiratori. Shiratori's tone also gave the chief enough respect.

White Werewolf Huck nodded, and continued, "I wonder what deal the respected Lord of the East Coast wants to make with me?"

"Actually, I've revered the Lord of the East Coast for a long time, and it would be nice to have the opportunity to meet him in person. The white werewolf Huck shook his head, and seemed to really admire Shiro.

"His Holiness has been in retreat on the East Shore recently trying to break through to a higher realm, and I am afraid that he will not be coming to the North Shore for a short time. Shiratori spoke up.

Looking at the undisguised disappointment in the eyes of the white werewolf Huck, the white bird continued to speak: "However, our tribe has been trying to open up the waterway recently, as long as the waterway is opened, you can avoid the demigod jungle when you enter and exit the east bank, and you creatures on the north bank can also enter and exit the east bank at will." ”

"Is this true?" said White Werewolf Huck's eyes lit up.

Realizing that his reaction was a bit excessive, Huck paused before explaining: "Actually, the development of our Frost Moon Clan has been stuck in place for a long time, and it is not a matter of territory, two thousand square kilometers of land can completely increase the population of my clan by four or five times. I don't dare to let the clan continue to grow because if I do break through a certain point, we will be fatally hit by those three......"

Huck didn't say it explicitly, and Shiratori also heard who he was referring to, so naturally it was the existence of the three overlords.

"If it's possible, I hope that the Lord of the East Coast can let our Frost Moon Clan go to the East Coast Continent to develop......" The White Werewolf Huck couldn't help but say his request.

"This ...... I don't have the right to decide, but I can convey a message to His Holiness on your behalf. Shiratori said.

"That's great!" Huck, the white werewolf, high-fived and celebrated, remembering the purpose of the white bird's trip, Huck scratched his head: "By the way, White Bird warrior, I haven't heard you say what the specific thing is in the transaction?"

"It's a bronze mine, there are bronze mines in your territory, His Holiness needs a lot of bronze mines. Seeing the status of white in Huck's heart, Shiratori naturally took up the banner of white.

"Bronze Mine, are you sure?" said White Werewolf Huck with a strong question in his tone.

"What's the matter, can't you?" Shiratori frowned.

"Of course there's no problem, it's just that what does the Venerable want that kind of garbage, the weapon refined is soft and not sharp......" In order to close the distance, the white werewolf Huck has learned from the white bird to change his mouth and call Bai the Venerable.

Litter...... Shiratori understood the position of the bronze mine in the Frostmoon Clan.

"Chief Huck, it's inconvenient to reveal this, in short, His Holiness needs a lot of bronze mines, the more the better!" Shiratori began.

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After a conversation,

"Of course there's no problem, it's just that what does the Venerable want that kind of garbage, the weapon refined is soft and not sharp......" In order to close the distance, the white werewolf Huck has learned from the white bird to change his mouth and call Bai the Venerable.

Litter...... Shiratori understood the position of the bronze mine in the Frostmoon Clan.

"Chief Huck, it's inconvenient to reveal this, in short, His Holiness needs a lot of bronze mines, the more the better!" Shiratori began.

......

After a conversation,

Litter...... Shiratori understood the position of the bronze mine in the Frostmoon Clan.

"Chief Huck, it's inconvenient to reveal this, in short, His Holiness needs a lot of bronze mines, the more the better!" Shiratori began.

......

After a conversation,