Morton kept the bear claws swaying, his eyes full of disbelief.

This look is not too good to describe in a pretty way. Humans are obviously not as tall as the young bear man in the tribe, and their arms are not even as thick as his two fingers. Why can they block his heavy punch with a thousand pounds of force so lightly?

Just as Morton was stunned, the young man under the bear's paw suddenly spread his palms, and his slender five fingers pressed against Morton's index finger suddenly exerted force. An irresistible powerful force came. Morton, who had always convinced the public with brute force, screamed and knelt in front of the young man, his whole arm trembling violently.

The onlookers took a breath of air conditioning. The sound of connecting Chang Hao reminded Chang Hao of the high-power fan that was whistling wildly beside him when he was eating food stalls.

It is a normal way of communication between orcs to speak with fists. The bears have naturally become accustomed to this, but what they did not expect was that Morton, who was only capable of being in the tribe than the patriarch, would lose in the hands of a human, and he would lose very simply.

In the historical stories passed down by the old bears, among the human race, which is known for its weakness, there are also strong people who are good at using power. Most of these strong people are in the temple of the human race and are called the Templars.

But many orcs, including the Bears, insisted that the reason why the Templars were powerful was not because of how strong their body was, but because of the pair of St. George's Mirsil armor cast from Mirsil.

But now this beautiful human is not wearing mitral armor, but is bare-handed and frown. This makes them wonder, could it be that the human race now has torn off its weak label, and any young man can compete with the long-standing strong one among the orcs?

Although Morton's temperament is reckless, he is definitely not really stupid. The gap in strength allows him to see the reality clearly. If it were a life-and-death battle, he would have become a cold corpse now.

He noticed that the human being let go of his five fingers and shook his head at him, and he stopped showing off his abilities and threw away the look of "If you have a habit, don't run away, I'll tell my brother to deal with you." He covered his claws that were still vaguely painful and retracted back to Herbert.

"I was shocked by your strength." Herbert quietly changed his name at this moment. Even if the other party was a human race, he had already won him enough respect with his strong strength. "Dare you ask me, did you use joint skills for Morton just now?"

"Oh? Do you actually know the joint skills?" Chang Hao raised his eyebrows. He was really surprised. Logically speaking, this ancient martial arts originating from the Eastern Jiuzhou was a bear man who was separated by a whole Aegean Sea and could not recognize it.

"It's because an old friend on the other side of the mountain who can also have this martial arts similar to this move, so I can barely recognize it." Herbert asked, "Then humans, you said you were here to help us before, what does this mean?"

Chang Hao made a draft and was about to start reciting his thoughts when suddenly Herbert's expression changed drastically. He sniffed the air around him, as if he didn't believe it. He got closer to a few feet away from Chang Hao and sniffed it again, almost pressing his big nose to Chang Hao's forehead.

"Human! You... have honey on you?! Or is it the best honey?!" Herbert's face was full of hope, and his voice was as loud as the electric fans in ten large food stalls.

Damn, are you a dog? Can this guy smell the honey placed in the storage ring? Chang Hao once again experienced the incredible height of these bears' desire for honey.

"That's right, I do have reserved honey on me, which is why I say it can help you!" Chang Hao immediately smiled like a shrewd businessman.

"Wolibel is here! You must be the savior sent to us by Lord Bear God!" Herbert quickly grabbed the tribesmen around him who might have done some rude behavior, and rubbed his hands excitedly and said, "I wonder if we can see with our eyes what kind of honey you have, because our bears have very much requirements for honey..."

Before Herbert could finish her words, a rich and fragrant sweet smell emanated from Chang Hao's palm. The amber honey riding in a wooden spoon almost made Herbert swallow his tongue and the remaining half of the words into his stomach.

"The Bear God is above! It turns out to be lychee honey! It is lychee honey countless times better than eucalyptus honey!" Herbert took the wooden spoon carefully, for fear that a drop of honey would splash out, and his voice trembled due to excitement.

A high-end product such as lychee honey should only appear on the dining tables of the nobles. The extremely low planting and output allow black merchants to almost slap a drop of lychee honey to the price of heavy gold. Even if bears are addicted to honey, no bear tribe will spend so much money to buy luxury goods such as lychee honey.

The tall bodies of the bears surrounded Chang Hao three circles inside and outside. Each bear had an intoxicated expression on his face. Many of them wanted to suck his nose through. Chang Hao almost felt that they were sucking it into a vacuum by them.

"I still have a lot of lychee honey. If you save it, you can barely guarantee that your bear race will not suffer from weakness. But you need to exchange everything in an equivalent way, and you also need to give me enough rewards." After seeing the fatal attraction of lychee honey to bears, Chang Hao put forward his opinions in a timely manner.

"It's natural, please say." Herbert calmed down after the frenzy.

"I came from the eastern country on the far side of the Aegean Sea and drifted here, but I never thought that Gondor was no longer a gathering place for human races. I wanted to find a place for me and my companions to settle down, so I wanted to hire local orcs as guards, that is, you bears, to ensure that we will not encounter too many obstacles along the way."

"When we find the right place, I will give you the lychee tree and the hive as commission, and then we will go our separate ways by clearing money and goods."

常昊这一番话可谓是掏心窝子没有半点隐瞒,他看得出这些熊人战士虽然脾气火爆但性格善良,对于这样老实巴交的熊人的确用不着拐弯抹角,直来直去才对他们胃口.

"You and your companions?"

It is probably difficult to find a suitable home with plenty of honey in the Gondor area. It is imperative to migrate from the clan, but Herbert keenly captured the key information in his words.

Chang Hao rubbed his fingertips with a wisp of spiritual power and exploded. The people hiding in the high place walked down the mountain. The bears were shocked and then they realized that there were so many humans hiding beside their hometown.

With so many humans blocking their doorstep, Herbert was instinctively nervous, fearing that these humans would turn against each other. But when he noticed the crowd and followed hundreds of women and children, he finally believed Chang Hao's words.

After all, no one who has bad intentions will bring a group of women and children to battle?

Herbert's eyes were sharp, and he could see Emilia, who was carrying a staff at first sight. The red crystals inlaid on the staff made him instinctively afraid. He immediately stepped forward and stroked his chest to greet him. It was not difficult to see from the impeccable movements that this big guy should have received quite formal training and etiquette training.

"Strange, you orcs should exclude humans, right? Do you and you have no acquaintance with each other? What's going on now?" Chang Hao couldn't help but be curious.

"Since the end of the sea and land war a thousand years ago, humans are indeed not welcomed by us, but specific things must be distinguished." Herbert's expression was full of respect. "The magicians of the human vassalam are different from those of the Templars who are decaying to the bones. They believe that the lives of orcs deserve respect and rescue as humans, so they bravely extended a helping hand to many orc groups in the sea and land war, so that tens of thousands of orcs are protected from sea killing. This kind of kindness orcs will not be forgotten."

"Our bear people tribe, which lives on the coast of Gondor, was supported by the human magicians that our bloodline could continue to this day under the encirclement of the sea tribe." Herbert sniffed: "If the human Templars appeared here, the orcs in Gondor would never make their lives better. But if they were human magicians, our bear people would treat them with the best honey!"

Chang Hao pointed at Emilia and smiled, "You might as well tell you that the owner of these lychee honey is her, not me, you should thank her very well."

Herbert was overjoyed, "May the bear god Wallybel bless you, respectful and beautiful human magician, and those who love honey are not bad people."

Chang Hao thought to himself that your Lord Bear God is really far-sighted, and poked Herbert's fat waist as thick as armor with his elbow, "How are you thinking about it?"

“We have no reason to refuse such a win-win deal.”

The tall bear man lowered his head and made a sound: "From now on, you will be the boss of our bear man. Herbert is willing to listen to your order."
Chapter completed!