Bringing a System to the Beast World

Chapter 705 The Wrath of the Beast God

Back in her room, Wu Yue immediately pulled out the system that was still ecstatic about the huge amount of points she had accumulated.

"I'm asking you, why didn't I find explosives in the system's shop?"

Upon hearing this, Tongzi, who was still reluctant to leave, shuddered and looked at her with a horrified expression: "What the hell? You've already come up with witchcraft talismans and they're not enough for you? You want explosives too? Are you trying to fly to the sky?!"

The chubby little arms and legs struggled, then with a whoosh, it slumped back onto the system panel: "Host, we are all legitimate systems that have been vetted, and we would never sell anything that would affect world peace."

After saying that, he rolled his eyes and asked, "Host, what do you need explosives for?"

Wu Yue relayed Yuan Lang's suggestion, and the system breathed a sigh of relief: "Host, the system shop does not sell explosives, which would disrupt the balance of the Beast World continent. However, I can ask other systems if they have them in their worlds, and I can apply to the main system to exchange some for you."

After saying this, the chubby little face of the system suddenly became very serious: "But host, you must remember that you must never use the explosives in battle."

Otherwise, if the main system discovers that you are doing something that disrupts the balance of development on the continent, it will definitely punish you.

This was the first time Wu Yue had heard Tongzi say these things, and her heart tightened immediately: "Okay."

"Host, the message has been sent out. We just need to wait for the news."

"Ding~ Your acquisition message has received a reply. Please process it as soon as possible."

A mechanical voice echoed in her mind. Wu Yue turned to look at the still somewhat stunned Little Fatty Tong: "That's a bit fast, huh?"

The system's chubby little hand waved repeatedly, and the invisible panel kept jumping. After a moment, the system looked at Wu Yue and said, "Host, the system that contacted me has a batch of discarded explosives. The price is very reasonable, but its host doesn't want points. What it wants is a complete tiger skin of excellent color."

Just as he finished speaking, another line of text appeared on the panel, and Xiao Pangtong's expression instantly became a bit strange: "They said they know that wild tiger skins are hard to find and that it involves a certain amount of danger, so in addition to those explosives, they are also willing to give us points."

Wu Yue's eyes lit up: "Try to negotiate the price with him again, and try to get more points."

Hehe, this creature probably doesn't know we're in the Primal Beast World.

Tongzi gave the same lewd smile: "I blocked login information when I posted the message, hehe."

One person, one rule, both revealing the same sly smile.

To Wu Yue's surprise, before going to sleep, Tongzi had already successfully made a deal with the system that possessed explosives.

Looking at the exquisitely packaged box in front of him, Yuan Lang was quite surprised. In just one night, he had managed to obtain so much explosives.

"Explosives are strictly controlled items to be exchanged. This is all I can get my hands on, so use them sparingly."

Yuan Lang nodded: "Don't worry."

The excavation work by the orc and half-orc warriors continued, but to everyone's surprise, whenever they encountered a difficult section to excavate, Captain Yuan Lang would have them retreat back to the large ship.

Moments later, they heard a deafening noise and the sound of a heavy object falling into the sea.

After the noise subsides, Captain Yuan Lang will personally come and call everyone back to continue the excavation work.

To everyone's surprise, the area where they had previously encountered difficulties in excavation had been reduced to a pile of rubble. They guessed it might be related to the deafening noise they had heard earlier, but no one questioned it; that was the wizard and Captain Yuan Lang's business. They simply needed to follow orders.

The dynamite caused a great disturbance, and all the sea tribes living in the ocean knew that during this period, sounds resembling the wrath of a beast god would appear from time to time, but the sky remained unchanged.

The high shamans of several super tribes all performed divination, hoping to receive a revelation from the Beast God. They wondered if they had done something wrong that angered the Beast God, and if those angry roars were a warning to them.

However, as time passed, the rumbling sounds would still occasionally ring out, but the punishment from the Beast God, which terrified all the sea beastmen, was still nowhere to be seen.

One day, a small group of orcs from the Shrimp Tribe went out hunting, but they did not return to the tribe even though it was already dark.

Their relatives found the shaman and the chieftain.

"They haven't returned yet? Did the hunt go too late, so they're resting on some island?"

The shaman of the Shrimp Tribe frowned as he touched his two long shrimp whiskers.

The faces of the several spiky shrimp orc warriors kneeling below were filled with worry: "But, Wizard, because of the frequent wrath of the Beast God lately, everyone knows that we cannot spend the night outside."

They said before they went out that regardless of whether they caught food or not, they would return to the tribe before dark.

The wizard's expression also turned serious. Indeed, given their reverence for the Beast God, they would not risk angering him by staying outside.

Chief Shrimp couldn't sit still any longer, as the orc warriors who could go out hunting were the backbone of the tribe.

Their Shrimp Tribe is just one large tribe in the White Sand Salt Sea. The number of orc warriors in the tribe is limited, so every orc warrior is the most precious to the tribe.

The sudden disappearance of an entire orc warrior hunting party is a huge loss for the Shrimp Clan.

He suddenly stood up and looked at the wizard at the head of the table: "My lord wizard, perhaps these orc warriors have encountered some trouble. Our territory is not very large. I will take my people out to search for them now. We cannot lose so many orc warriors."

The great shaman of the shrimp exhaled heavily, his aged hand trembling as he reached into the animal skin bundle beside him and carefully pulled out a palm-sized, extremely thin piece of animal skin.

"This is something called a 'witchcraft talisman' that I was given to me by the Great Witch of the Sea Eel when I had the honor of working for him last time. It came from a land tribe called the Snow Moon Tribe. When you leave, take a witch with you. If you encounter danger, have him directly channel witchcraft power into you."

This talisman will form a protective barrier to safeguard you; it can save you if you encounter any danger.

The chieftain of the Shrimp Clan solemnly stepped forward, took the document, and carefully tucked it into his chest: "Wizard, we're leaving."

Having said that, he led a group of his people toward the direction where the orc squad had previously hunted.

The Shrimp Wizard sighed heavily, looked at the orc warrior's family members still kneeling below, and waved his hand, saying, "Go back and wait for news. Don't gather here."

The group below exchanged glances, gave each other a wry smile, and then bowed and left the Shrimp Wizard's tent.

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