Most of the orcs have a sensitive sense of smell, so Chang Hao led the team to the lower wind and applied some grass juice to their bodies, striving to ensure that the human odor on them will not be noticed by the orcs. Fortunately, there have been storms in the past few days, the air is moist, the slight fishy rain and the smell of plants are very strong, which is a natural protection for Taoism.

Chang Hao and his friends occupied a condescending position, and from this angle you can clearly overlook the entire village.

Ling Xingyi and the others saw the clue from a high place.

The size of this village is too big in all senses. Both the houses and the footprints on the ground are amazingly large without exception. Looking at the shorts hanging on the sun poles, Ling Xingyi was wider than his waist and found that those fat shorts were so good that they could fit four or five of them without any effort. He was still rich.

Chuyang rose, and a corner of the village gradually began to move. Chang Hao lowered his body and signaled the whole team to silence. Everyone looked at the foot of the mountain.

Herbert pushed open the fence in the corner of the village, looking a little distraught.

As the leader of this Bear Human tribe, he should have brought back enough honey to his tribe when the sun rises every day, but today the wooden barrel that should have been carefully held in his arms was dragged to the ground by him, and there was no drop of honey inside.

Many bears had already gotten up and waited at the entrance of the village. After seeing Herbert's despair and the empty wooden barrel, all the bears had a look of fear and anxiety on their faces, and some couldn't help sobbing.

A bear man who was only a little shorter than Herbert stood up, his voice trembling, "Herbert, are those honeys..."

"You guessed that Morton, all the honey was ruined by the storm." Herbert said this as if he had become a teenager in an instant.

Honey, a luxury item that usually only appears on the aristocratic dining tables in Middle Earth, is not just food for the bears.

The bears and humans can fill their stomachs, green grass, tender buds, and fresh fish, but they only have the effect of filling their stomachs.

If they do not eat honey, there will be no impact in a short period of time. If they are over time, they will fall into a special state of weakness, and their bodies will become soft and weak, making their tall and strong bodies become burdens, so that even the most basic predation ability will gradually be lost.

Based on this situation, all the bears are formed tribes around a honey-containing area. The strongest and most selfless warriors in the tribe will guard the plants with hives day and night to ensure that the bears tribe will last forever. In war, even if the bears are defeated, there will be very few cases where the victorious side will destroy the hives.

You can defeat the Bears, but never try to destroy their honey.

Fables such as this are full of warnings in the list in historical texts. The dangers of the bears being lost after losing honey are in danger. The human race and sea race in history have been written in their historical texts with countless blood.

Without honey, the tribe will slowly die.

This is exactly the major problem Herbert faces.

"We are the only bears in the Gondor area. All the hive plants in all nearby areas have been transplanted here by us. Unless we leave Gondor and look for honey again, but without honey, how far can we go from Gondor and gondor without honey?"

Herbert punched the mud on the ground, "It must be the damn sea tribe storm tearing warlocks. How could an ordinary storm be so big?"

What Herbert didn't know was that the truth of the matter was really guessed by him. It was precisely because the sea tribe let go of Chang Hao and his group and were furious that the entire Aegean coastal area was shrouded in the haze of the storm. The bears happened to have their luck at the worst, and their lives were destroyed by the storm.

"Woribel, the bear god, our devotion to you has remained unchanged for thousands of years. Don't abandon us and give us hope for survival, even if it's just a little bit!"

The strong bears gathered together to discuss where the tribe should go, but honey is always a hurdle that cannot be avoided. The more everyone discussed, the more they became more and more disappointed. They could not come up with an effective and feasible method. In the end, they all fell to their knees in the mud and prayed to their bear god.

Everyone who looked down at the Bears' every move was silent from a high place. These Bears' voices were loud and could hear the contents of the wind.

Chang Hao knew a lot about the habits of the bears and knew what honey meant to them. Without honey, their group of only 100 people may not be slaves to other races or even dead bones in the ground.

It’s a pity that he doesn’t have a single drop of honey on his body, otherwise he would be willing to make this kind of good relationship. After all, saving a bear’s life is better than creating a seven-level pagoda.

"Wait...honey?" Chang Hao, who wanted to take this opportunity to lead the team to escape, suddenly remembered something and stared at Emilia's storage ring.

A plan that was a bit rough but might work in his mind was a bold idea.

The bears crawled on the ground and prayed devoutly, but the sound of untimely footsteps sounded at the entrance of the village. The bears, who were alert and more ordinary, immediately caught this sound.

"Who!" Herbert stood up from the mud. After standing upright, he looked so burly that he was completely burly. His muscles that swelled like hills on his arms were even more shocking than those of the Hammerhead Shark Knight. A dangerous light flashed in his eyes.

"I'm here to help you." Chang Hao, who appeared alone, stopped.

"Human? How could humans appear here so far from the northern province?" Herbert had a big doubt in his small eyes, but he quickly didn't bother to think about such things. Just pretend that this guy in front of him was an ignorant adventurer who crossed the line. He roared loudly: "Get out of humans! The territory of the bears is not welcome!"

Chang Hao was still standing there, not intending to leave.

"Brother, why are you talking so much nonsense with a human? After breaking a few bones on his body, he naturally knew who was here to decide!"

Morton, who was only shorter than Herbert's prestige in the bear race, was angry. They had just lost the honey that they depended on for survival, and were now angry, worried that there was no sandbag to vent his anger. He immediately shouted and rushed towards Chang Hao. His tall body, which was nearly two and a half meters tall, ran like a small truck with long legs!

However, what surprised all the bears was that the human with only the head of Morton's waist did not flee in panic, but instead stood there in a daze, as if he had not seen Morton rushing towards him at all.

Herbert's heart tightened. As the head of their Bears, his eyesight was beyond the reach of ordinary Bears. He had never seen a human who could still remain unmoved under the charge of the Bears, but it was nothing more than two situations.

Either you are scared to death, or you are self-controlled and capable, with great strength and fearlessness.

Herbert met the eyes of the young man, and the cold light in the eyes kept reminding him that this human could only be the latter.

Just as he wanted to remind him, two disproportionate fists collided, and a strong wind that was stirring up suddenly blew up from the village.
Chapter completed!