"So, that's it, now these sheep-headed people always feel that there is a lot of danger around them, so they won't go out if it is not necessary. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info" Amine pursed her lips with a hint of disdain.

Li Mo nodded, full of emotion in his heart. The ability to foresee and foresee gives the sheep-headed people unlimited advantages, and when things have not happened, they can see everything, and the benefits brought are naturally conceivable.

However, the so-called success is also Xiao He defeat, when the prophetic sheep-headed man, one day, loses this ability, the disadvantages are obviously revealed.

For ordinary people, the future is uncertain, and the future is possible. However, for the sheep-headed people, the future is clear and clearly unfolded in front of them.

However, when the sheep-headed people lost their prophets, they could not accept the uncertain future with a smile like other ordinary people. Instead, he went to the other extreme.

When the definite thing becomes uncertain, the sheep-headed people are full of panic, they dare not face the complex environment outside, for the sheep-headed people, every minute, danger may occur.

According to Li Mo's thoughts, this actually belongs to the category of persecution paranoia.

"So, how did they meet with you?" Li Mo thought for a moment and asked.

"It's very simple, the sheep-headed people also have to eat, they are all excellent medicine farmers, and the quality of the medicinal materials they grow is more than 30% better than that of our own planting. Therefore, Laurel Town has been buying their medicinal herbs, and they have to come to Laurel Town to buy the daily necessities they need. Amyon's words made Li Mo let go of the doubts in his heart.

"Actually, if it weren't for Mr. Victoria, I wouldn't have told you anything about the sheepheads. Amine explained bluntly: "In the past, there were people who bought medicinal materials, and we all acted as middlemen, buying medicinal materials from the hands of sheep-headed people, and then selling them. ”

After listening to Amine's words, although he didn't know if it was the truth, Li Mo also had to express his gratitude.

Hearing Li Mo's words of thanks, Amine seemed even more happy, and he patted his chest with his furry arm, looking like his own person: "Tomorrow morning, the person who came to sell medicinal herbs from the sheep-headed people will come to Laurel Town tomorrow morning, and I will introduce you to you at that time." ”

"Okay, Patriarch Amineon, I'll trouble you. After Li Mo expressed his gratitude, he turned his head and pretended to look at the sky: "It's already so late, Patriarch Emion, then we will leave today, and when we are tomorrow morning, we will come back." ”

"Okay, I'll be able to come over tomorrow. Emion enthusiastically sent Li Mo and the others out of the door, and when they left, he immediately turned around and closed the door.

"Alas, such a fierce man, who would dare to earn your money. If you think that I, Amyon, have deducted money from the middle, won't I have to save my life? Let the sheep-headed man talk to them himself, and the sheep-headed man will not blame me if he doesn't give me the money when the time comes. Emion shook the long ears on her head proudly and lay on the bed, obviously very proud of this trick.

On the other side, Limer and Victoria are also talking about Amyen.

"John, it's my fault, I didn't expect that the current Long-eared tribe would become like this. Victoria shook his head, and Amyon's little caution certainly couldn't escape the eyes of the Bloodclan.

"This is normal, since there is no other hope, then it is the most natural idea to earn more money and improve the lives of yourself and your people. Li Mo has no anger, everyone has the right to choose their own life.

"However, even if you earn more money, what is the use, perishing is a matter of time sooner or later, and money is nothing but something outside the body after all. Vittorio sighed, feeling very frustrated whenever he was in such a situation.

"For your long life with no end in sight, the end of the barren plains is like what is about to happen tomorrow. However, with the lifespan of an orc, it has become something that will never happen in this life. Li Mo understands the difference very well.

Just like their hometown, on the earth, everyone knows that the earth will eventually perish and disappear into the universe, but so what, what will happen in 5 billion years is actually something that will not happen.

And for the rabbit people, the same is true. Since the future is too far away to be seen in this life, why can't we enjoy the present?

Vittorio wants everyone to fall into a daily sense of tension, even if he can't do anything, at least he has a sense of crisis, and only then can he have hope of saving himself. 、

This is the difference in values, Li Mo can't say who is right and who is wrong, in terms of their respective positions, everyone is not wrong. There is no hard truth to talk about this.

On the way back, Victoria had been relatively silent, he couldn't figure out why, his efforts were seen by everyone, but there were still people like Emion, who only cared about enjoying the life in front of him.

And Li Mo didn't say anything more, these things can only be understood by himself, as a bystander, there is no way to understand with him.

Since the sheep-headed man will not be seen until tomorrow, Li Mo will no longer hang out, and just like that, he will take Victoria in silence and go straight back to the camp of Thor's hammer.

When Li Mo went back, he found that all the people in the group had returned here, and the horned dragons had already made everyone's huts. The whole camp is still in a normal atmosphere, just like the rare leisure time after dinner after a long trek every day.

One by one, the little minotaurs, in a few small circles, are following several Thor's hammer warriors, learning the skills of hand-to-hand combat. After a few days of adaptation and running-in, the warriors of Thor's hammer have found suitable disciples, and the little bullheads have also found their favorite teachers, and now, every day is spent in training and studying.

Compared with the excited little minotaur students, the warriors who act as teachers are also interested. Although they are the same profession, in fact, the same skills, released in the hands of different fighters, have different styles.

Even in Mjolnir, each warrior's style is different. Some like to drop ten times with one force, and the way of fighting with wide opening and closing. Others, on the other hand, like to analyze the situation in battle and find the fastest way to defeat the enemy.

And the ignorant little bullheads can't see the difference. However, children's nature still makes them subconsciously look for teachers who suit their style.

As a teacher, I can see the difference in fighting style. When they saw a group of young minotaurs using the same skills as themselves, the sense of accomplishment in their hearts made them more serious than their students.

Li Mo looked at the scenes in front of him, and the warm feeling was full of heart.