Banished to Another World

Chapter 228: The Ink-Killer

Although it is known that The Snake People's storage space is different from the digestive system they use to digest the food they eat, but most of these things are still food which they spit out from their mouths, and whatever mood Yan Mo had when he wanted to pick up the things was gone and now his mood was reduced to a negative number.

In the absence of food shortages, Yan Mo didn't want to take the dried meat from The Snake People which was probably vomited out from the space. He just browsed the goods from The Snake People and picked up some of the plant seeds they brought. He took a few of snake molten skins and he didn’t want anything else.

Yan Mo thought he was picking low quality things, but Bai Li raised his eyebrows and praised him for picking good things. The most precious thing about The Snake People's goods was their snakes’ molts

Their snake molten skins can be used for leather and as shields, and The Snake-People Tribe uses their own snakes’ molts to make water bags and the likes. As long as they are well binded, the water that is loaded can last half a summer. It won't change the taste in the months its stored in there, and it will be cool and sweet to drink. It can also keep them warm for a while if it’s filled with hot water in winter.

Yan Mo is no longer familiar with this world, and he does not want to leave his own greedy impression to the tribes who have seen him as a friend for the first time. He generously took out one of the goods that he wanted to exchange. "This is my own creation. It’s still sharp, as an exchange for the snake molts... if its not enough...”

“Ah!” Bai Li suddenly screamed in surprise, and he looked at the bones and he didn’t pick it up. He only asked with amazement: “You said this bone is your own creation? Are you a Bone Sculpting Master?”

The other The Snake men also looked at Yan Mo, one of whom is the oldest of The Snake men in the room.

Yan Mo is also shocked by Bai Li's attitude. Is there any name for Bone Sculpting Master? Are they rarely seen now? But the Mer-people are clearly armed with a bone weapon.

"Okay, I only learned how to make little stuffs." ??He was vague, a little regret that these low quality bones were made by himself.

"I know now that you are a disciple of The Three Cities Temple’s Priest, right?" Bai Li refused to wait for Yan Mo answer. He nodded. "I heard that, except for some older, long-lived, intelligent races with complete inheritance, only the Priest of The Three Cities Temple can make bones objects. At present, all the Priests who can make little bones are sent from The Three Cities Temple. I asked myself how you wear good clothes, you are also an affiliate’s tribe of The Three Cities.”

Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan kept silent and did not immediately deny it.

Yan Mo used the Three Cities’ easy-to-use name, and Moer Gan and others have a bit of jealousy about Jiu Yuan's connection to the those cities.

Yuan Zhan is simply trying to protect his own Little Priest. Because in this world, except for Yan Mo himself, only he knows that Yan Mo has obtained a complete Bone People inheritance. He suspects that the Three Kingdoms Priest may not have the sculptor of his home. This kind of thing he can't let the third person know until he and Jiu Yuan are so powerful that they can stand out from the Three Cities.

Bai Li said with a look of envy on his face. "You must be very fond person of Temple’s Priest. Will you return to the Temple in the future?"

"You also come from The Three Cities?" Yan Mo thought of what Tu Hou had told him before.

Bai Li did not deny that because this is not an ulterior secret. "Yes, we are from The Baixi City. Every hundred years, the city will divide a tribeand half will go out and find a new place to live. We are just gettin g out to look forone.”

Yan Mo felt that The Baixi City Lord is very smart. This diversion cannot only ease the population pressure on The Baixi City, but also preserve the seeds of the race as much as possible and expand the race power.

"I see that many people in this market have bones. Do their Priests come out of The Three Cities Temple?" Yan Mo kissed the fresh population who was not deeply involved in the world and did not know much about the world.

About his age played a role. Seeing him asking, Bai Li and other The Snake People didn't feel strange. Bai Li gave him the answer: "No, the Three Cities Temple will send so many Priests, even if they are sent out. Not everyone will make bones, which can require God's power! Most of the bones you see are exchanged with MoerGan or other big tribes, while MoerGan and other big tribes directly and The Three Cities exchange.”

“Then, those bones are from The Three Cities?”

“The vast majority are.”

Yan Mo heard the words and in his heart he thought: business opportunities! The Mer-peoples who make the bones weapons are not willing to sell them. After that, the makers of bones are not the ones except The Three Cities?

But the risks and opportunities coexist. Before The Three Cities didn't know him, and he could use the bones to make trade items, but once he let The Three Cities know that he is not the Priest apprentice from Temple, he is afraid that Jiu Yuan will have a big trouble.

Or when the Three Cities come to him to find trouble, can he plant the origin of the bones sculpt on the head of The Mer-people? Can he say that Yu Wu taught him? But Yu Wu, who Yan Mo doesn’t know how many years old he is, is not a fool If you want to take advantage of him, you have to be prepared for big bleeding.

Thinking of this, Yan Mo quickly calmed down. "The bones I made can be exchanged?"

Bai Li slipped forward and grasped his hand. The handsome expression became slightly excited. "How much do you have? Our tribe is all over the place!"

The older of the snake man looked in the circle. The earth house was built just now. Some people ran over to see the fun, but because it was the second one, there were not many people watching it. If they don't go, they would also like to ask Jiu Yuan to help them to get a home. Only a few people of The Earth Cliff Tribesmen, were staring at them here, seeming to want to walk in.

The older The Snake People glanced at one of the slaves in the house. The slave immediately yelled at the other slaves to sort the goods onto the soil platform, and that made them intentionally or unintentionally block the line of sight of those outside looking inside.

The other The Snake People in the house slid their long tails and surrounded Yan Mo and Yuan Zhan.

Yuan Zhan was wary, he didn't know that The Snake People just don't want outsiders to see them exchange the bones with the Jiu Yuan people.

Yan Mo also felt the change in the atmosphere. He smiled and rubbed his head. He shyly said: "I am stupid, I learned a little sculpting, and I didn't make a lot of bones. I have done a few now. "

"Is this kind of bone sharp?" Bai Li took the bones this time, his fingers slipped gently at the front. "Ah!"

Bai Li was stiff, his fingers bled with blood, and the more he wiped the more quickly the blood flew down...

"So sharp?!"

The other The Snake People were also shocked, the older of the snake men couldn't help but sneak out a pack of powder from his mouths, slide them in front of Bai Li, let him reach out and take the bones.

"Young Priest apprentice, hello, I am Bai Yan of the Baixi City Green Snake Warrior." Bai Yan nodded slightly to Yan Mo.

Yan Mo grabbed his right fist and touched his heart. He also nodded slightly: "Hello, leader Bai Yan."

Bai Yan didn't use his finger to try the sharpness of the knife. He used a tip dagger and swung it. With a light stroke, the animal bones are silently sliced in half.

"Good knife!" Bai Yan's face showed unrecognizable admiration. "You can't just learn a little sculpting and do this. This sharp bone knife is better than The Bone Sculpting Master from The Three Cities Temple, and no one can refine one like it. Unfortunately. The knife is too small. Is there another suitable bone? We have brought a lot of exchange goods this time. If you look at the right one, you can take it all. If you want to exchange these bones with others, you can come directly to us."

Yuan Zhan was surprised, the expression on his face did not move, was only determined to prevent Yan Mo from easily taking out the bones and do the exchange.

Yan Mo re-estimated the value of his sculpted bones in his heart. This is only the most worthless sculpt in his works. He did not take out the bones that he felt satisfied with or felt they were worthy. He planned to leave good bones for himself. I, the second-class person, went out to exchange with the friendly tribe, and the worst was to take out the exchange of goods.

And this is just a bone. If he makes a bone treasure inlaid with yuan-crystal in the future...

Think about Yu Wu’s incomparable bones, and the Three Cities or other tribes will they not want to eat him alive?

Fortunately, Yuan Zhan stopped him before he could, and he did not let him rush to take out the bones and exchange the beasts with Moer Gan. Fortunately, this time he met the friendly Snake-People Tribe, not only they did not scam him, but also told him inadvertently a lot of information.

Yan Mo dares to say that if he used to take out the bones and exchange the beasts, the Moer Gan would never tell him the true value of his bones, and maybe he would make a big loss...

Yan Mo has always expressed his gratitude to those who are good or have good intentions to bring benefits to him.

He said: "Are these snakes molts exchange enough for this bone?"

Bai Yan looked at him and thought that his proposal had made Yan Mo start to guard and reject them. Now he said: "Plus, since you helped us. The earthen house and the crypt are enough.”

Bai Yan returned the bone to Bai Li, and Bai Li immediately shook his head and refused to accept it, indicating that it should belong to the tribe leader.

Bai Yan didn't have to make Bai Li pick it up. The other The Snake People still looked at it enviously.

At this time, Yan Mo took out a single-handed long knife with a shank of about two feet long in his waistband. He handed it to Bai Li and smiled. "I just exchanged things with you first, this is a gift, I am very happy to know your people, Bai Li, I don't know what kind of weapon you like, but the best bones I have made so far, this is one of them, I give it to you, I hope you like it.”

Bai Li was shocked, The Snake People did not expect that there will be this change, and the older Bai Yan is also amazed.

Yuan Zhan was a bit jealous, and the best bones that Mo made were not given to him.

Bai Li rubbed his head and turned to look at Bai Yan.

Bai Yan made a face and nodded to Bai Li. "Receive it, I hope your friendship will last forever."

After that, and he looked at Yan Mo again. This time his look is more solemn and more respectful. "Ah-Mo, can I call you like this? If you and your people are willing, we can do a long-term trading after this market. You can send people to us, and we will send people to you to see what each other needs.”

This is exactly what Yan Mo wants, many friends make more roads, although they live farther from each other, but they are interoperable. Trading is also the first step in watching and helping one another. Moreover, the far-sighted and the near-smelled, they are far away and won’t end up in the dispute of the territory, this can be a pure bussiness friendship exchange.

"I'm honored." Yan Mo once again sent the hand holding the bone knife forward.

Bai Li did not hesitate this time and took the joy with joy. He likes this one because it was much bigger than the bones he just had, and Ah-Mo also said that this is the best bone he made, and obviously the sharpness is better than the knife.

"I also have a gift for you, but... I haven't finished it...maybe until later," Bai Li said embarrassedly.

"Its okay, then we will talk about it later." Yan Mo waved and said that he didn't care.

Bai Yan smiled and explained: "Bai Li probably wants to give you his own snakes leather armor. Although we don't make bones, we use our own skin as the main material to make the armor. And water bladders, etc., these are rare in The Three Cities.”

Bai Yan did not say that the Snake-People Tribe's own leather armors are mostly worn only by their own people, only a very small part will give out and that is still not very good.

But even if Bai Yan didn't say it, Yan Mo understood his meaning and he took it.

The first exchange with the honorable snake tribe was very satisfying to each other.

When the two returned to their shop diagonally opposite, the barbecue was almost ready to be grilled.

Yan Mo slapped his head. "Oh, what about you, you didn't kill the fox animal?"

He helped him discover the wild rice, and let him live in a different way.

"Don't kill." Ding Fei handed a piece of barbecue attentively, letting Priest DaRen sit down and enjoy it. "Leader insisted that he wouldn't let it go, and said it will be left for you."

Yan Mo gave Yuan Zhan a thumbs up look.

Yuan Zhan was cold-faced, as if someone had owed him hundreds of horns.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?" Yan Mo hit him with his elbow.

Yuan Zhan had a stidff face when he said, "...Bone..."

"What are you talking about? Can you make it clear?" Yan Mo heard the word bone.

Yuan Zhan continued to whine, but this time, even a complete word was not spoken out. When he finished, and he took a half-cooked leg with blood and threw it into his mouth.

Ding Ning and Ding Fei sneered at each other and were hit by Da He with his chewed bones.

Yan Mo finished the barbecue he held, drank hot water, wiped his hands with hay, and then he reached into his pocket, and slowly pulled out a long blade like a Tang blade.

[1] A tang blade

I don't own the photo. Full credits to the owner

Several people were attracted by the long knife altogether.

It is obviously bone, except for the blade, the blade and the handle is made of thick dark green, and the blade is misty green.

Look closely, you can also see the blade and the handle are engraved with strange lines.

"The previous bones had no name. Only this one does, I named it Ink-Killer."

Yan Mo's fingers slid over the Chinese characters on the handle, this is the highest and the best work he can sculpt with his current rank. He originally wanted to keep this self-protection, but Yuan Zhan’s resentful little eyes made him numb, and his brain just decided to take it out.

Yuan Zhan couldn't help but reach out. He was very fond of it after seeing Ink-Killer. Hey, his Priest Da Ren still thought about him!

Yan Mo let him see it, and Ink-Killer was moved in his pocket.

Yuan Zhan's hand scratched the empty air, his face turned from black to green, and he bit his teeth

Yan Mo looked almost amused, and he was cool in his heart. "I have to make a scabbard like the one I gave to The Snake-People Tribe's snake so you can keep this Ink-Killer."

Scabbard? What is that?

Yuan Zhan said directly: "I don't need a scabbard. You can give Ink-Killer directly to me."

"No, Ink-Killer is too sharp. Where are you going to keep it? Will you wrap your body with the animal skin? It will still cut the skin and cut your own body, I still I suspect that I have to lower the lever of Ink-Killer sharpness so have a little patience!"

Yuan Zhan pretended not to understand and he reached out and pulled Yan Mo pocket, and Yan Mo pushed his hand.

Yuan Zhan went to pull again, and Yan Mo took a bite when he grabbed his claws.

Ding Fei slumbered and laughed, Ding Ning was inexplicably blushing, and Da Heacted like he didn't see it.

Yuan Zhan was bitten, and suddenly he was refreshed. He no longer stared at Ink-Killer. He grabbed the scabbard of Priest and cut the meat into thin slices and placed them in a stone plate. To Yan Mo.

"Ink-Killer is not only sharp, it must have a scabbard." Yan Mo didn't understand why he explained it.

Yuan Zhan had a smile on his lips.

Yan Mo inexplicably had a feeling of being a little lover.