Vientiane Throne of Civilization

Chapter 1727 Snake-Man Negotiation
Meanwhile, at the Smith Kingdom's cliffside camp, the Smith Kingdom's garrison returned to the area after the snake people had previously withdrawn.

Of course, this time they weren't there to fight the snake people; they were already very aware that they were no match for them.

So this time, following Representative Figo's suggestion, they brought representatives to negotiate with the snake people.

However, since they did not know the location of the snake people's stronghold and could not find the snake people, they could only wait for the snake people to come to them.

Currently, the snake people are active at night and hide during the day, making the waiting process even more agonizing for the soldiers of the Smith Kingdom.

After all, the terrifying image of snake people is deeply ingrained in their minds.

Many soldiers who survived the previous attacks have developed a psychological trauma from the snake people.

Every night after that, I would suddenly wake up in a fright. Just thinking about the scene from that night would make my body tremble uncontrollably, and my mind would be filled with images of my comrades being swallowed alive by snakes.

"Judging by the time, it should be about right, right?"

Inside the camp halfway up the mountain, upon hearing these words, another soldier on duty nearby shuddered.

"Fuck, shut up! Stop talking!"

After several rounds, they had obviously figured out the simple patterns in the snake people's movements. The snake people came about once every two weeks.

The stationed soldiers were actually aware of this, but that didn't mean they wanted to hear it.

The main point is that as long as I can't hear, the snake people won't come.

However, whether you like it or not, you still have to face the reality...

The soldier on duty felt a chill when he noticed the dark shadows gradually swaying around the warning fire line below.

"Fuck Fuck."

As he couldn't help but swear, he quickly rang the alarm bell hanging nearby.

In an instant, the alarm bells rang throughout the entire camp.

"Don't fight! We don't want to fight you! We can talk!! You want food, right?!"

Fearing that the snake-man would take direct action, Smith's side shouted anxiously, while also feeling uneasy deep down.

Figo's suggestion seemed reasonable at first glance, but when it came to actually carrying it out, the soldiers in charge were just full of "fuck you".

After all, who knows if those snake people will listen to what they have to say?
Or to put it more bluntly, can those snake people understand what they are saying?
These questions left the stationed soldiers on the edge of their seats.

During this time, upon hearing the soldiers' shouts from above, a hint of amusement flashed in the Snake King's eyes.

Aside from the fact that obtaining food is for survival, killing is basically entertainment for the snake people.

After all, their lives are very boring, and if they don't find some fun for themselves, they will really be bored to death.

The humans before him posed virtually no threat to the Snake King, so upon hearing this, he became intrigued and wanted to see what tricks these humans were up to.

With this in mind, the Snake King, skilled and daring, headed alone towards the Smith Kingdom's garrison camp.

The Snake King's actions made the stationed soldiers tense.

Fortunately, flintlock pistols are not so easy to misfire due to their relatively complicated operation.

During this process, the leading officer, upon seeing the Snake King approaching slowly and alone, could probably guess that the other party had accepted their request for a conversation.

After a slight sigh of relief, he immediately tensed up again and turned his attention to the negotiation expert sent by Figo.

This negotiation expert was now in a state of unprecedented tension—no, it was more like panic! He was gripped by an unprecedented level of panic!
This negotiation expert had only heard about the terror of the snake people before. He was well aware of their ferocity and had prepared himself mentally, even conducting countless mental simulations. Before the snake king appeared, he was quite confident.

I felt I had made ample preparations and that getting this done shouldn't be too difficult.

But hearing about it is ultimately not as intense as seeing it with your own eyes.

As the Snake King drew closer, its ferocious appearance and enormous size compared to humans brought a more direct impact and sense of oppression to the negotiation experts.

The Snake King exuded his intimidation almost without any concealment, and a strong sense of fear swept over him like a tsunami, causing the negotiation expert's legs to tremble uncontrollably.

At this moment, the negotiation expert was like a fool who only knew how to talk about war on paper, suddenly dragged into the battlefield, and completely lost his composure.

He had already exhausted all his strength just by forcing himself not to turn around and run away, or even collapsing to the ground.

The snake-man king, who was deliberately toying with his prey and deriving pleasure from its fear, unconsciously grinned, revealing his menacing fangs.

"What do you want to talk about?"

The snake-man king who asked the question had already arrived.

Looking at that terrifying snake-like face, the negotiation expert felt a chill run down his spine.

Perhaps wanting to find some more fun, the Snake King slightly toned down his oppressive aura, and the negotiation expert immediately felt a bit more comfortable breathing.

Unaware of what had happened, he thought he had simply withstood the pressure.

Without time to think, the negotiation experts hurriedly and dryly stated their proposal...

“There is really no need for us to fight. If you just want food, we can provide it to you.”

As he spoke, the negotiation expert quickly waved.

The soldiers nearby immediately understood and quickly brought out the livestock that had been prepared in advance.

His gaze swept over the livestock, creatures not found in the desert, and the Snake King did indeed take a liking to them.

The negotiation expert, realizing this, immediately calmed down and his words became much smoother.

"If you don't like it, we have other options..."

As he spoke, a slave who was bound hand and foot and gagged was pushed in front of the Snake King.

The slave was clearly terrified, his eyes wide open, tears streaming uncontrollably from his eyes. He tried to struggle, but to no avail, and could only be casually looked up and down by the snake-man king.

The Snake King's reaction gave the negotiation expert a glimmer of hope, prompting him to redouble his efforts.

"We can provide you with food regularly, as long as you want; there is absolutely no need for war."

Upon hearing this, the Snake King nodded solemnly.

"What you said makes sense."

"So you're agreeing?"

The feeling was like escaping death, and a smile unconsciously appeared on the negotiator's face.

Unexpectedly, in the next second, a muffled 'thud' was heard, and the Snake King's hand pierced through the negotiator's chest, while a slightly manic grin appeared on his face.

“But that would be too boring, and you look tastier than him.”

(End of this chapter)