The bomb swirled in the air, sent out in an instant by the force of the explosion from Garcia.

The shadow was less than half a man's height away from Garcia when it burst out, and two pottery bombs hit the shadow's gaping mouth in an instant.

More accurately, it would be on the mastiff's fangs with a cold glow in the large mouth.

"Click."

The bomb slammed into the mastiff's teeth, and Garcia saw that the sharp teeth were instantly smashed into the inside of his mouth.

At that moment, for some reason, a wonderful transposition occurred in Garcia's mind—the boy thought that the spider must be in pain—like a stone that had been smashed into his teeth while eating breakfast.

"Shhhh

Garcia frowned uncontrollably.

Then he raised his left hand and covered his eyes.

In the next second, the two explosive bombs that burst into the spider's teeth exploded the entire head of the spider from the mouthparts without accident.

"I'm sorry for giving you the thrill of a toothache before the explosion......"

Garcia looked unbearable to look at him, allowing the splattered spider tip fragments and juice to spill all over his body.

The sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.

The spider, which had lost its head and two claws and the front half of its body, slammed into the ground in front of Garcia, sap oozing out of the irregular section caused by the explosion, and the menacing mutant creature that had been menacing a few seconds ago had turned into a fresh corpse, leaving only the claws twitching unconsciously on the ground.

"Dead."

Garcia slowly lowered his left hand, which was covering his eyes, the back of his hand was splashed by the splattering of juice and debris that had just hit many of the spider's components, and he wrinkled his face and threw the thing on the back of his hand to the ground next to him.

On the head and body, too, the spray of spider components splashed the arranger's body, as if in a spider bath, and the hairy fragments of the body and the severed tentacles stuck to Garcia's body with the juice, and it felt like walking down the street of Spice and being spat on by a drunk man who was a head taller than himself and spitting up sour water and a mixture of fish and moss.

"Ever since the mountain fell out of love and got drunk and vomited on my face a few years ago...... It's really rare to have such a weird experience. ”

The feeling of the spider's bodily fluids sticking to his body made Garcia very uncomfortable, and he felt that his whole body was stuffed.

He twisted twice, trying to shake off everything on his head, but both the tentacle fragments and the fragments of his body stuck to him.

Garcia had to look around with this stomach-upsetting look, looking around for any other dangers.

Not long after the spider was destroyed, the strange sense of danger disappeared from Garcia's mind.

However, there was really no danger in the four corners - Garcia waited for a long time on the intricate spider silk and finally did not see the second spider appear, after confirming that there was indeed only this spider around, and there was no other threat, he finally breathed a long sigh of relief, kicked the dead spider hard, and casually found a clean place next to him, put down his backpack and sat down, and began to try to pull all these disgusting things off his head and body.

"Old man! It's time to come and set up camp! ”

The arranger tore off the tentacle stuck to his hair and threw it to the ground, then shouted at the caravan watching from afar.

In fact, there was no need for Garcia to shout, and when he saw Garcia sitting down and cleaning himself, Sean had already commanded the caravan to move over and prepare to set up camp.

The caravan pulled out a few shovels and scrapers from the front trailer cover, distributed them to each other, and then came together to begin to clean the scattered spider silk on the ground and collect useful things from the dead ground spiders.

…… Poe is a magical place, where danger and opportunity coexist.

The discovery of each new area represents new products and resources, and the killing and hunting of each mutated creature means that the caravan will gain more from trade.

Take the most common big-toothed ants as an example, the killing of each big-toothed ant means that the caravan that kills the big-toothed ants will get more than one relatively complete medium-sized ant carapace of four palm-sized ants and three small carapaces the size of a palm, and a palm-sized ant carapace can be exchanged for a piece of ferroalloy coin engraved with the portrait of the first head of the underground kingdom in the trade area of Yingxi Town. Each piece of ferroalloy coin can be exchanged for the equivalent of a day's worth of calorie synthetic set meals distributed to the residents of Spice at the Spice Synthetic Food Processing Factory at the Food Processing Workshop in Ency Town.

Coins were the first reference for transactions between the settlements of the Underground Kingdom - from the time the Fuhrer of Hierro issued the first iron coins in the Underground Kingdom, the Iron of Hiero played an indelible role in the commodity trading of the settlements.

Bartering had the limitations of barter, so all goods were gradually priced at Hierro iron.

For example, a palm-sized ant carapace is priced at one Hierro iron in the trading area, and four palm-sized pieces are ten Hiero iron.

For example, each pickled fish made by the Spices sells for half a Hiero iron in the trade, and each bottle of pickled moss sells for two Hiero iron...... Etcetera.

Hiero iron occupies an integral part of the commodity trade, and people use it to trade, live, judge the value of goods, and continue to trade.

The Ero Iron was topped by the Roma silver issued by the Second Führer and the Hatton Gold depicted by the Third Führer, Rheinhatten, but in the meagre border trade, the Hiero Iron was all there.

After all, poverty.

Leave that aside for now.

Compared to the bigtoothed ants, the spider is a mutant species one level higher after all.

A higher level indicates that the creature is harder to kill than ants, and it also means that the revenue per spider is much higher than that of a toothed ant.

However, these benefits can only be counted by people who have been walking on the trade routes all year round, such as Old Man Sean...... "The people of the vigilante are a bunch of barbarians who only know how to eat in trade." ”

Old man Sean has gritted his teeth countless times to squander the value of commodities by these guys who guard the town - to break and tear the ants that invade the town from the carapace, and to slap the fist-sized stone worms that emerge from the ground directly with iron, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, will ...... Tearing the mutant earthworm of the seventh level of the adult body into seven or eight sections and cooking soup for the people in the town to share and eat...... "It's really barbaric......

Old man Sean muttered and walked up to the ground spider who was blown off by Garcia, and felt distressed, "Look at it, this good spider was destroyed by you like this, the mastiff teeth are gone, the chest plate is gone, and the two tentacles in front are gone, which is all ......money." ”

"Be content, old man, if they come to Blair, it won't be a matter of being blown up by half."

Garcia took water from the trailer parked on the side and was washing his hair, when he heard the old man's distressed voice and immediately laughed, "Besides, didn't you still save most of your body by blowing up your head." Aren't the organs, claws, and the hair on the spider's chest still there? Don't deceive me, old man, I am not sensible, you forgot, the value of trade was taught to me by the way when you took me on the road a few years ago. ”

"Then you can't change the method of making a smaller wound? You know, a complete ground spider mastiff tooth can buy us six pickled fish, and a finger-long ground spider front tentacle can be sold for three Hierro irons...... Alas. ”

The old man lost his temper as he spoke, and only sighed fiercely to express regret.

After all, it happened suddenly, and if you change yourself in that case, you can't even maintain the possibility of killing without injury, so you shouldn't be demanding that the dolls do better.

"If you think about it from a positive perspective, it's actually quite rewarding."

Garcia poured a basin of muddy water onto the side of the ground, grabbed the thick towel hanging from the handrail of the trailer and wiped his wet hair.

"You see, the digestive bag of the earthwalker is still there, twelve Hierro iron, eight chelae are blown apart, and the remaining seven can be sold for ten small cents each, and there are seventy here. If the chest plate is broken, it can't be sold at a good price, but the fluff on the chest plate can make itching and can also be used in medicine, I think it should be no problem to sell it easily for 30 small dollars per 100 grams in the pharmacy......"

"In total, it's a hundred or ten dollars. Good harvest. ”

Garcia finally summed it up.

"Hehe, what you said makes sense."

Sean laughed when he heard this, although he still felt pity, but he also swept away the unhappiness in his heart.

"How could the old man not have imagined that he had lived for seventy years? I'll just leave it to myself. ”

Garcia was shy and modest at this time, put on work gloves and squatted down to clean up the corpse of the ground spider with Old Man Sean, "As for the smaller wound, I, the arranger, can't do it for the time being, after all, whether it is to set a trap in advance or use explosive bombs to carry out a surprise attack, the wound is too big." I think...... We need a walker who is used to wielding a dagger with a single blow. ”

"Yes."

Old man Sean raised his eyes to look at Raymond, who was taking care of the camp with the caravan, and the little fat man was trying to re-erect the shed with three middle-aged men, holding the three support pillars that had also fallen to the ground.

However, the little fat man didn't have enough strength, so he puffed out his cheeks and tried twice, and finally was pulled to the back by Blair, who was watching the excitement next to him, and went into battle himself.

So he laughed, "As a teacher, you generally don't look too badly." ”

"Well, there will be."

Garcia laughed too.

"I also think I'm a good person."

…… An old man and a young man were packing up the materials obtained from killing the spiders here, and the people of the caravan on the other side were also in full swing to take care of the camp.

The ground covered with spider silk gradually cleared, and the silk stuck to the shed and supporting posts was removed.

The sheds were erected again, and the large stoves between the sheds were re-energized - and the mountain and Blair, both junior rippers, met again at the instigation of the crowd, and the hand-cranked generator that shook the electric stove was a contest rather than a game of hard work.

Soon, the water was boiling in the cauldron on the electric stove.

Everyone began to add ingredients from the town to the pot.

Soon after, the aroma of the food spreads.