It is a powerful creature capable of killing a black snake with magical powers......

Gnoll Two believes that it will be very easy for the white-skinned monster to kill him.

As a result, the attitude of the werewolves has become more cautious.

"@@#!#@#¥#!" the gnoll cautiously spat out his intentions.

"I don't understand this language. The White Fishman frowned and replied in a more fluent Sea Clan language.

Neither side understands the other's language.

Despite this, both soon realize that the other is a highly intelligent race that has mastered the language.

Realizing the language barrier, the Gnoll began to gesture with words and phrases, hoping that the Whitefish Man would understand what he meant.

Gnoll Two's gesture isn't really dexterous.

Fortunately, the wisdom of the white fishman was enough, and he quickly figured out the meaning of Gnoll Man No. 2.

"It turned out to be a water source, and although there were some small ponds in the dense forest, the water source was not sufficient. ”

"When there is a shortage of water in the dense forest, Gem Lake is their only closest source of water, so it seems that when I build a fish-man hut in the sand on the edge of Gem Lake, I will probably encounter a lot of creatures that come to draw water when there is a shortage of water in the dense forest. ”

The Whitefish Man quickly figured out the key.

However, the white fishmen did not choose to move away from the sand immediately, for the time being, the sand is the most suitable place for amphibians to inhabit nearby.

When that time comes, let's find a way to solve it.

"Please get us some water, Whiteskin. Seeing that the white fish man was thinking, the gnoll finally crouched down with his feet and lowered his head and spoke, this gesture is a humble gesture that the gnoll man only makes when he makes a request to a powerful being.

Gnoll Two apparently thinks that the Whitefish people are eligible for this courtesy treatment.

Jackals will devour each other mercilessly in the face of the weak, but in the face of the strong, they will appear to be extremely worshipful.

With a wave of his hand, the Whitefishman nodded in agreement with the Gnoll's request.

The meaningless battle Whitefishmen don't want to provoke, and although these gnolls don't understand the language, they can indeed communicate, and they are the second race that the Whitefishmen have ever communicated with in addition to the red-eyed Cancers.

If possible, it would not hurt for the Whitefishmen to have a certain level of communication with the Jackals, such as now, the Whitefishmen are very interested in the standard weapon in the hands of the Jackals, the mace.

It's just that in order to avoid misunderstanding, Gnoll Man No. 2 didn't bring the mace with him, otherwise the White Fish Man would definitely take the opportunity to ask for it, and by the way, ask about the process of making the mace.

After repeatedly confirming that he had received an affirmative answer, Gnoll Two happily stood up and squatted down to pay homage to the Whitefishman, and then walked in the direction of his leader.

Looking at the gnolls who gathered together to cheer, the white fishmen did not return directly to the fish-man hut.

Keeping his distance, the Whitefishman manipulated the bone spurs behind him to aim at a rock not far from the Gnoll.

Twenty-five meters of extreme distance, "Huh!" In the piercing sound of bone spurs breaking the air, it shot out from behind the white fish man in less than a second, piercing the solid rock!

I'll allow you to get water!But don't mess with me!Or I'll take a shot!That's what the Whitefish-Man's bone spur arrow means!

The face of the gnoll leader, who was originally listening to the good news brought back by Gnoll Man No. 2, changed his face under this arrow, and the gnoll man bowed slightly to the eyes of the white-skinned monster and made a gesture of respect.

As the leader, he needs to maintain enough majesty even against powerful creatures, otherwise he will not let Gnoll Two come to communicate with the Whitefishmen.

In this way, the white fish returned to the fish-man hut, and while continuing to keep an eye on his prey, the tentacle monster, he also watched the movements of the jackal, wondering how to take a mace from the jackal's hand and come back to take a look.

"Since the gnolls can create maces, then other weapons, armor, should not be a problem. The Whitefishman pondered, and many weapons began to pop up in his mind.

"Muskets? What is this? I don't understand. In the back of his mind, an object resembling a tree branch that could breathe fire appeared in the White-Fishman's mind, but the Whitefish-Man did not understand it at all, and quickly left it behind, focusing on things that could be understood such as chain mail and halberds.

"Iron, copper, ores, alloys. The white fishman seemed to understand and analyzed the images and nouns in his mind.

These things are all remembered clearly in the minds of the white fish people, but to understand them thoroughly, and put them all together, it takes a lead.

On the other side, the gnoll began to pull out the knife he carried with him and began to skillfully cut through the ice.

The gnolls have been living in the area for several years and have survived several cold spells, so they are skilled in handling ice for water.

The Whitefish Man watched with interest as the group of gnolls behaved.

"Ho~ho~ho~!" The group of gnolls suddenly cheered for something.

The leader of the Gnoll called out to Gnoll Two, and with a few words, Gnoll Two walked in the direction of the Whitefish Man with two shorter clansmen.

In the fish-man hut, the white fish-man raised his head vigilantly.

Gnoll Two seemed to have forgotten to drop his mace this time, and the two clans behind him worked together to carry something.

As they got closer, the Whitefishman saw clearly what they were holding in their hands, which was a large frozen black fish, the kind that the Whitefishman had caught when he was born, with a body of more than one meter six and covered with tender and refreshing fish.

It turned out that when the group of jackals were actually collecting ice, they accidentally dug up a large black fish that was frozen.

Gnoll No. 2 ran in front of the fish-man hut in three steps and two steps, and squatted down without the slightest hesitation: "Lord Whiteskin!"

At such a close distance, Gnoll Two clearly sensed the terrifying and familiar aura left on the skull of the black snake on the fish-man hut.

This is indeed the skull of a petrified black serpent!

In his heart, he no longer doubted the strong strength of the White Fish Man.

This was another mission given to him by the gnoll leader.

Under the extremely strong biological aura of the white fish people, the two gnolls behind Gnoll Man II were even more unbearable, put down the big black fish in their hands, and squatted down and buried their heads in their chests.

After a few exchanges, the Whitefish Man also knew some words in the Gnoll language, Lord Whiteskin, which seemed to be a name for himself.

Looking at the performance of these three gnolls, the white fishmen easily understood that this was the leader of the gnolls and the entire gnoll clan showing favor to them.

The Whitefish Man took in the frozen big black fish.

"Can you give me a copy of your mace and knife? The Whitefishman stretched out his sharp claws and pointed at the gnoll's mace and knife pinned to his waist.

This time, Gnoll Two brought his weapon over, and the Whitefish Man would not let go of such an opportunity, and directly asked for it.