Chapter Ten Not Very Good Communication

  "Alan! Alan!" The male hunter shouted out loud after being stunned for a long time.

  This guy probably hasn't encountered such a strange thing in his life, a giant worm greeting humans? Shouldn't it attack directly? So, he subconsciously called out the leader of this trip into the mountains, Cui Shi Alan.

  Inside the wooden shed, Cui Shi Alan and several hunters were bandaging Cui Dalang's wound.

  In ancient times, the sanitary conditions were not good, and in modern people's view, a small wound could easily become infected and lead to death. This was because their immune system was weak. Cui Dalang's injury could be considered serious, but since he had a strong physique, the possibility of death was not high. However, the probability of his leg being crippled was already 100%. The people in the wooden shed couldn't help but feel empathy when they thought of this situation, because they were also hunters who made their living from this kind of work, and no one knew when they would lose their lives.

  In modern people's minds, the prey in the forest should be easy to hunt, and they can get a lot of gains by simply going in and taking a stroll. In fact, this is just a dream. Otherwise, wouldn't everyone go hunting? The truth is that only a small portion of ancient hunters were able to live safely until the end, while most of them eventually died in the mountains. Even Cui Shi Alan, who had a keen sense of smell for danger, also fell, let alone ordinary hunters.

  Everyone in the wooden shed felt uneasy at this time. Hearing the shouting outside, a man said loudly: "What's all the commotion about? Aren't you afraid of attracting wolves?"

  The man outside shouted: "Come out quickly!"

  Cui Alan thought of the wolf pack's howl when he left earlier, his heart tightened, and he pushed open the wooden shed: "What's wrong? Didn't the wolf pack come?"

  The male hunter pointed north into the forest: "Alan, look."

  Chui Shi Alan looked back and was also staring intently, the hunters following closely behind him had the same expression as Chui Shi Alan.

  Lin Bei shook the tree stick in his hand more vigorously.

  "What is this?"

  "What a huge long worm!!"

  "What are you doing?"

  "Isn't everyone waving?"

  The hunters were first surprised by the size of the long worm, and then they were amazed by its movements. If the long worm attacked them directly, they would not be surprised.

  Something that will surprise hunters is yet to come.

  Lin Bei put down the wolf, used his tail to roll up a tree stick, and drew two big characters on the empty ground. The two characters he drew were "transaction".

  "What's with the long worm?"

  "Seems like you're writing something?"

  "Can centipedes write? Can centipedes recognize characters?"

  "What character is written?"

  "How would I know? I'm illiterate and not a scholar."

  "Isn't it Ninth Brother? Ninth Brother, doesn't your family have a master?"

  "I don't quite recognize these characters." A man shook his head, this person was obviously Jiulang, but after carefully looking at the characters written by Lin Bei, he hesitated and shook his head.

  Hearing these hunters' discussions, Lin Bei felt like vomiting blood. Did these people only recognize traditional characters? But Lin Bei couldn't write the two words for "transaction" in traditional characters.

  Cui Shi Alan looked at Lin Bei with a very strange gaze, and as soon as she came out, she had already discovered that the long worm in front of her was the fierce beast she had felt earlier. However, at this moment, Cui Shi Alan felt that the giant long worm in front of her, which was bigger than any long worm she had ever seen, did not have any malice. Cui Shi Alan did not doubt her intuition, because it was precisely this intuition that had allowed her to escape death several times.

  Since there's no malice, what is this long worm doing here? And it can even write? In these times, those who can write are all gentlemen, they're all knowledgeable people.

  People living near the mountains have almost all heard of some strange legends, such as ginseng turning into a child's shape, or trees eating people, or certain beasts becoming monsters after eating something strange. These legends have been passed down from generation to generation, and although no one has seen them, everyone deeply believes in them. Thinking of these legends, an idea flashed through Cui Shi Alan's mind - could this long worm in front of her also be a monster? And what's more, a rather well-behaved monster?

  Thinking of this, Cui Shi Alan's heart calmed down a bit, and he plucked up the courage to speak out loud: "That... Longworm-sama, can you understand what we're saying?"

  Lin Beibei was originally a bit downhearted and didn't expect that communicating with others would be so difficult, to the point where he couldn't even recognize characters. Upon hearing this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

  Lin Bei's big head nodded vigorously, and his tree stick swung more energetically, indicating that he really could understand.

  The hunters were suddenly face to face, shocked, and stunned.

  After a good while, a hunter stuttered and asked: "Really... really... can you really understand?"

  Lin Bei nodded again.

  "Ah..."

  "The Three Pure Ones Deities Rise Again..."

  "Could it be that he's really an immortal?"

  "Master Longworm, are you an immortal reincarnated?"

  Lin Bei can't speak, so where can he answer?

  Choi's Alan waved his hand, letting everyone calm down. The situation in front of them was indeed extremely strange, but it seemed that the Longworm Lord could really understand what they were saying.

  "What a monster." Cui Shi Alang thought solemnly, and was also relieved that the long worm looked decent.

  In everyone's heart, monsters are all with special skills, summoning wind and rain is just a trivial matter, those divine methods will not be mentioned for now, let's just see if this long worm can kill so many wolves, which is already quite impressive.

  Choi's Aran spoke in a condensed voice: "Long insect, then what did you come to us for?"

  Lin Bei listened and indeed, there were people with insight here, asking about the topic. If they had continued to be surprised and curious, it would have been too annoying. Lin Bei expressed that he liked this tone of conversation very much.

  Lin Bei picked up a tree branch in his mouth and used his tail to point at the wolf skin on the branch, pointing several times.

  "Wolf skin?" asked Cui Shi Alan, seeing Lin Bei nod again: "For us?"

  Lin Bei still nodded.

  The hunters' look of surprise had given way to one of delight, for a whole wolf pelt was still worth a pretty penny. Although the wolf skin had a strong gamey smell, after being treated with nitrate it could be made into a wolf fur coat, or a wolf fur cape, or even wolf fur boots, and its uses were quite considerable, besides being extremely durable, far more so than rabbit fur. A dozen or so wolf pelts would already be a not insignificant haul if taken out to sell.

  Chui Shi Alan thought for a moment: "Why give us?"

  She was a bit uneasy, and she also understood the principle that cookies wouldn't fall from the sky. A mysterious long worm-like creature suddenly appeared out of nowhere, saying it wanted to give them something, which was suspicious in itself.

  Lin Bei put down the tree stick and pointed at them with his tail. Cui Shi Alan asked, "What's our relationship with you?"

  Lin nodded.

  "Are we supposed to help Lord Longworm?"

  "It shouldn't be, right? It's already become a monster and is getting fierce."

  "It's not necessarily so, maybe there are still monsters in this forest, Lord Longworm can't beat them."

  "We can't either."

  Lin Bei was speechless upon hearing this, these people didn't understand anything yet kept spouting nonsense, Lin Bei could only look towards Cui Shi Alang, this woman was much more reliable than the men.