Chapter Eighty-Five: The Bomb That Grows in the Tree

Not long after he sat down, several old men with kobolds walked in. Under the introduction of the fox clan elder, Yang Ling knew that there were more than 3,500 people in the tribe, with kobolds and fox people accounting for almost half of them, and each clan had an elder. Major matters are usually resolved through consultation between the two elders. "Lord Lord, I wonder if you can provide us with a batch of weapons and armor!" After a moment of politeness, the kobold elder surnamed Jian directly stated the difficulties of the tribe. It turned out that after a long time of preparation, the orcs had accumulated a lot of food. If nothing else, it's absolutely fine to survive this winter. However, neither the fox nor the kobold are good at crafting weapons, so the tribe has always lacked a lot of weapons and armor. They often feel powerless in the face of the predatory natives around them, and because of this, their defenses are particularly strong. "I have a group of dwarves and human blacksmiths under my command, but unfortunately, the consumption of iron ore has been too great recently, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to provide a large number of weapons and armor for a while!" After a pause, Yang Ling continued: "If you can provide a large amount of iron ore, then the problem will be much simpler!" Seeing that the other party took the lead in making a request, Yang Ling understood that he was one step closer to the plan. The kitsunes are emaciated, but they are the most sacrificial race of the orcs, and the kobolds are not suitable for charging into battle, but they are fast and sensitive, making them the most suitable scouts and hunters. If a large number of foxes and kobolds can be successfully subdued, it will definitely be of great benefit to the long-term development of Weisen Town. Taking a step back, even if you can't accept it, if you can get a lot of cheap labor through cooperation, it is a good choice. Providing a large amount of iron ore?The kobold elder had a sad face, he had lived here for decades, and he had never seen iron ore around. In addition to the lack of skilled blacksmiths, another reason why the tribe has always lacked a lot of armor and weapons is the lack of sufficient iron ore. "Lord Lord, there really isn't any iron ore near our tribe!" Seeing the dog-headed elder's sad face, the fox clan elder pondered for a moment, and then said: "However, more than ten miles east of the tribe, there is a large sulfur mine!" After the accident, Yang Ling shook his head, if it was on the earth, a large sulfur mine would definitely be worth a lot of money, attracting many investment groups to flock to it. But in this strange world, he couldn't think of anything for a while. "To the average person, sulfur may not be of much use. However, a few years ago, we stumbled upon a secret!" The fox clan elder carefully took out a black fruit the size of a pineapple from the package. The black fruit emits a foul smell that smells a lot like paint, but when you smell it closely, it feels a bit like gasoline. For a moment, Yang Ling couldn't understand what secret the orcs had discovered, so they wouldn't just rely on this unpleasant smell to smoke the enemy to death, right? Seeing that Yang Ling was puzzled, the fox clan elder slowly explained. It turns out that this black thing is called black pulp melon. Not only does it smell bad, but it also bursts when touched when ripe and cracks into countless pieces, which is extremely rare. A few years ago, a member of the clan inadvertently brought back some sulfur from outside, and after the fox elders determined that it was useless, he casually threw it under the black pulp melon tree. At first, no one noticed anything unusual, but when the black melon was ripe, an accident happened. A few naughty children frolicked under the black pulp tree, and one guy gently picked a black pulp melon and threw it at his partner, and as a result, one of his partner's legs was blown away alive! After the shock, the fox elder found that everything was caused by sulfur. After the black melon tree absorbs the sulfur on the ground, the black melon grows larger, more unpleasant smell, and is more likely to explode when ripe. The more sulfur absorbed, the more powerful the explosion becomes, and when stacked together, it can even blast a boulder. Looking at the smell of the unpleasant, black pulp melon, Yang Ling was very surprised. He couldn't have imagined that the black pulp melon had such great power, and after reacting, he quickly thought of its value. With a large number of black pulp melons, you can quickly open up wasteland and build roads, saving huge manpower. Perhaps, in just over a month, the trade route from Weisen Town to Alashankou can be expanded several times. With a large number of black melons, it is possible to develop the resources of the Trus Forest on a large scale, open mines and quarry, and quickly obtain a large number of resources. It may not be long before the Alashankou fortress and the port of Weisen Town can be built. With a large number of black melons, you can lay hidden mines underground, and even let flying monsters attack ground targets at high altitudes to form a strategic bomber force. At that time, the defense of the territory will reach an unprecedented level, not to mention the 10,000 black armor army, even if the Bantu people send 100,000 troops, I am afraid it will be difficult to break through the Alashan Pass. "My lord, we can go outside and try the power of the black pulp melon!" Seeing Yang Ling muttering for a long time, the fox clan elder thought that he didn't believe it, so he was ready to let him see the power of the black pulp melon on the spot. For the strength of the tribe, for the future of the tribe, everything is worth it. After coming to the open place, the fox clan elder motioned to one of the guards to throw the black pulp melon out with all his might, and with a 'boom', a towering tree surrounded by three people was blown into two. Facts have proved that the power of the black pulp melon is even more terrifying than Yang Ling imagined, and it is much more powerful than the earth bombs made by terrorists on the earth. "Elder, give me a hundred black pulp trees and two thousand black pulp melons, and I will provide you with a thousand sets of weapons and armor!" After understanding the power of the black pulp melon, Yang Ling was willing to miss it. Black pulp melons are indispensable, but black pulp trees are even more desirable. With the black berry tree, it is natural to obtain a large number of powerful black berries, so as not to be controlled by others in the future. One Hundred Black Pulp Trees and Two Thousand Black Pulp Melons The Fox Clan Elder shook his head and smiled bitterly, the entire tribe only had ten black pulp trees, and even the black pulp melons were only about twenty left. If they have a large number of powerful black melons, they don't have to worry about being attacked by other tribes all day long. "My lord, a two-hundred-year-old black pulp tree can only produce a few dozen black pulp melons at most every year. Not to mention for a while, I'm afraid it's just a few years, and we won't be able to meet your requirements. After a moment's hesitation, the fox clan elder gritted his teeth and continued, "Unless a large amount of sulfur is obtained, it can quickly promote the growth of the black pulp tree. Under the explanation of the Fox Clan Elder, Yang Ling quickly understood what was going on. It turned out that the half-orc tribe only had one two-hundred-year-old black pulp tree, and the other nine were all seedlings that were only a few years old, and their growth was extremely slow. According to the scriptures, the black pulp tree would not have been able to mature at all without thousands of years. Only when ripe can a large number of black melons be produced. After a long period of exploration, the orcs discovered that sulfur could not only enhance the power of black pulp melons, but also promote the growth of black berry tree seedlings. It's a pity that the canyon where the sulfur mine is located is a dead place within a radius of several hundred miles, and monsters are rampant, and it is impossible to develop it on a large scale with the strength of the tribe. Under the leadership of the fox clan elders, after turning a small forest, Yang Ling saw a rare black pulp tree in a mountain col. There are many kobolds inside and outside the col who are closely guarded to prevent them from being destroyed by the enemy. Like the black pulp melon, the black pulp tree also has a large unpleasant smell, and dozens of steps away, he has a nauseous feeling. Looking at the kobold samurai who are casual nearby, I have to admire. Yang Lingqiang endured the feeling of nausea and walked over, pretending to touch the half-human-tall seedling casually, and quietly infused a trace of life energy into it. Sure enough, the black pulp set up the horse and responded, sending out an inexplicable fluctuation, no different from the life sapling given to him by the elven tribe. Build a spirit gathering array around it, and input life energy from time to time, and the growth rate can definitely increase by several times, or even dozens of times! After turning around the black pulp tree a few times, Yang Ling soon had an idea. "My lord, if you can provide two thousand sets of weapons and armor, we will give you two saplings, how about it?" Seeing that Yang Ling nodded in satisfaction, the fox clan elder took the opportunity to say his request. "Elder, it's not a secret, our iron ore is all transported from the distant Principality of Livingsa Alliance, and the cost is very high!" Yang Ling pretended to shake his head helplessly, "If you can provide the iron ore you need, let alone two thousand sets, even three thousand sets are no problem, but unfortunately..."After sighing, looking at the half-orcs who were a little disappointed, Yang Ling continued: "However, if you can give up this two-hundred-year-old black pulp tree, I will sell the warriors' war horses, and I will also find a way to buy a batch of iron ore to make enough weapons for you!" After giving up this two-hundred-year-old black pulp tree, the kobold and the fox man elders shook their heads in unison, resolutely refusing Yang Ling's request. The black pulp melon is their greatest weapon and secret, and if it weren't for the fact that there was too much of a shortage of weapons, they would never be willing to tell their secret, let alone give up a few black pulp saplings. "Three saplings, lord, I really can't have more!" "I'll take all nine saplings with me, and I'll give you two thousand sets of weapons and armor. In addition, I can provide protection and all kinds of support to your tribe, and in my territory, orcs and humans have the same status and rights to protect your interests!" Anyway, as long as there is a Spirit Gathering Array to cultivate, I believe that the saplings will grow up soon, and the gap of two hundred years may be narrowed in just over a month. Half-orcs and humans have the same status and rights? As soon as Yang Ling's words fell, the fox clan elder became excited. As a result of the constant discrimination, orcs either enslaved themselves in large towns or hid in the mountains and mountains, without status or dignity. If Yang Ling could give many half-orcs a fair status and rights, it would be a huge blessing for all half-orcs.

(To be continued)