Chapter 149: Death by Starvation is a Small Matter
A speeding floating buggy skimmes over a two-metre-high thatched bush.
The driver was Morgan, Juan was in the passenger seat, and behind him was Zerela, who was next to Mosi, who was holding the doll in her arms.
It was followed by a floating motorhome, driven by Frodo, along with a group of halfling cooks and attendants.
Juan turned his gaze to the car, he used his brain chip to adjust his sight distance, and in a position where ordinary people couldn't see clearly, he saw a floating truck moving parallel to them, full of dragonman self-defense personnel.
Under the command of General Thorin, these dragonmen will clear the hunting grounds in advance and pull a cordon around the hunting grounds to prevent other ferocious beasts from entering.
There will be only one beast in the entire hunting grounds, the old and lame golden lion found by the Fenrir mercenary group.
According to the report of the Fenrir mercenary group, the golden lion lost the battle for a mate, and after being crippled by the young male lion on his right hind leg, he wandered all the way to the grassland by the New Victoria Lake.
There are no large herds of wild beasts around the area, making it an ideal hunting ground.
The Fenrir mercenary group then hunted a demon antelope, injected an anesthetic into it, and placed it in a prominent place as bait.
The old and weak golden lion fell into a coma after eating the bait.
Now, six wolf-mounted orcs of the Fenrir mercenary group are guarding the Golden Lion, waiting for the Dragonman Self-Defense Force led by Thorin to take over.
Of course, all of this is kept secret and will not be told to Zerella, nor will Zack, the mayor of Elven Town, and Muradin Copperbeard, the leader of the dwarves, know.
Before Juan and his party arrived, Thorin would give the Golden Lion a sobering pill and then take the Dragonman Self-Defense Force to stand guard on the outlying perimeter that Zerella could not see.
Juan had wanted Thorin to inject the Golden Lion with chronic poison.
But considering that the amount is not accurate and it is easy to expose the filling, Juan still dispelled this idea.
"Morgan," Juan retracted his gaze from the car window, "how long do we have to get there?" β
"Three days."
"So far?"
Juan knows where to go, and the huge lake called "New Lake Victoria" stands out on the map.
This irregular quadrangular freshwater lake has an area of 69,400 square kilometers at an elevation of 1,134 meters above sea level, but the average depth is only 40 meters.
Juan was sure that when he stood on the shore, he would not be able to see the other side, perhaps similar to the feeling of looking at the sea.
The Golden Lion Hunt is located on the eastern shore of the lake, about 500 kilometers from the building.
Morgan pointed to the woods in front of him on the right, "The Dryad Reservation, we're going to go around, so it's going to be a little farther." β
"That's my territory," Mosi's voice came from behind, "and I agree with you to go straight through." β
Of course, it will go straight through, but not us, but the Dragonman Self-Defense Force led by Thorin.
Otherwise, how could they have arrived early, tampered with, and cleared?
The conversation between Juan and Morgan was actually said to Zerella, but Moss, who didn't know the truth, said so, and Juan had to give a "reasonable" explanation.
"Forget it, let's take a detour," Juan said, "Triss and Trist are still there, including the 'Vault Dwellers,' so there's no need to clash with them." β
"How long are you going to tolerate those disobedient guys? Once the orc threat is lifted, we should take advantage of the situation to clean them up. β
"Mosi, that's your sister."
"She owes a beating, tied up and spanked well, and she is obedient."
Juan could only hehe.
Tie up your sister-in-law and spank such a thing, think about it, but if you really do it, you will be in big trouble.
And it can be heard from Mosi's words, although the tone is very domineering, it is just a "spanking".
In the end, it is a family, how can it really be killed and killed?
That's why Juan won't go to purge these "Vault Dwellers", which is a completely thankless task.
Mosi actually complained twice, and after saying that, he never asked Morgan to change his course.
The flotation vehicle then circled the woods and turned south, and in the distance, Thorrin's truck entered the Dryad Reservation and was out of sight.
While camping for the night, Juan received a message from Thorin.
"FΓΌhrer, there are no 'Vault Dwellers' in the Dryad Reservation, they're all gone.
"Several graves were found, all new.
"I dug up two, and judging by the decomposition of the corpses of the tree elves, they must have died during the rainy season.
"The corpses were full of grass roots and bark, and there was no decent food, so they probably starved to death."
Juan replied, "Got it." β
Obviously, because of the planetary crossing, it is not only orcs who suffer from famine during the rainy season when there is no sun.
After the plants stopped growing, the "Vault Dwellers" who fed their hunger by picking wild fruits must have had a hard time.
Juan was a little remorseful, if only he had thought of it earlier.
If he sends food for disaster relief, he may be able to recruit these "Vault Dwellers" by the way.
However, this is also to blame the "Vault Dweller" for being too stubborn, taking face more important than life, starving to death, and not knowing what to come to him to eat.
Although the positions are different, but in the end, are they relatives, can they really die and not be saved?
Taunt them at most, or tie them up and spank them, and you won't watch them die after all.
Juan sighed.
I just don't know if there are Tris and Trist among the starving elves.
Juan didn't know how to explain to Moth, the queen of the tree elves, but he thought about it and decided to press it down first.
They're all dead anyway, and it's not too late to talk about it after beating the Golden Lion.
After leaving for the next day, Juan sees Mosi feeding the doll rice cereal.
He asked, "Why, does the doll still refuse to take the medicine?" β
Mosi glanced at Juan: "It's not you yet, what did you say about sealing its in a capsule for it to eat, so that it won't even touch the capsule now." β
"Wow!"
The doll, which eats rice cereal and can understand any language, wavs its small fist at Juan to express its displeasure.
Juan scratched the green hair on his head in annoyance.
He blamed him for not being careful, and he didn't notice that the doll, who likes to run around, was hiding under the bed.
When he and Mosi showed love, he somehow made this suggestion.
As a result, the doll crawled out from under the bed in a huff, shouted "Woo woo woo woo", jumped on the bed and punched Juan with a small fist.
The small fist is naturally harmless, but Juan, who was at a critical moment, was frightened and languished in an instant, in exchange for a ridicule from Mosi.
Juan put away his memories and said with a hint of embarrassment, "I'm not here for it." β
"Wow!"
The doll did not hesitate to reject this "good for you" rhetoric.
Juan shook his head helplessly.