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Chapter 2121 A sense of security

There's an old saying that goes, "Clothes make the tree," meaning that a single garment can very easily change a person's overall image.

If one day a petty thug wants to turn over a new leaf, the first thing he should do is shave off his blond hair and put on a suit.

Blaze was confident that dressing Helvie and the hyenas in formal attire would change how the world perceived them, but the person in question was far less confident.

"Can simply changing an impression be enough?" Hervy asked hesitantly.

"Of course not. There is another important thing, which is personal temperament. If a person is quite gloomy, even if he wears beach shorts and sunglasses, he will not look sunny."

Blazer wasn't just making this up; he had examples, and incredibly reliable ones, that were worth considering: naked strangers wearing only loincloths.

Although they were all mostly wearing loincloths, some of the strangers had an indescribable sleazy air about them, hunching their shoulders and moving cautiously, while others were the complete opposite, openly acting as if it was the strangers who thought there was something wrong with their attire.

The latter is beyond doubt, while the former is a poor imitation of the latter.

"Oh!"

Herwie's eyes lit up. If Blazer had said that simply changing clothes could change an impression, she would have been a thousand times less credible. But when it came to a mysterious aura, she believed him.

[Psychological analysis of Helvie, the hyena beastman: She is well aware of how difficult the problems she and the hyena beastmen will face, so she lacks confidence and can only rely on the formula of giving = receiving and suffering = atonement to gain a sense of security.]

Jasmine translated Hervy's inner thoughts onto her goggles.

"Even I can see that."

Blazer, hands on his hips, sighed deeply, shook his head, and turned to look at Lottie, looking troubled.

"None of these will work, but the good thing is that I never had high expectations for you from the beginning."

In order to get Helvie a new set of formal attire, Lottie enthusiastically provided the Gianthoof Clan's specialty equipment, even bringing out her most treasured possessions.

But Blazer shook his head, indicating that it was no good.

"The hyena orcs equipped with these gear will just look like bandits with upgraded weapons, and might even appear more threatening. It has to be that kind of groundbreaking, completely different atmosphere..."

Blazer stroked his chin, deep in thought, his gaze wandering, casually sweeping across the street outside the window.

A person came into his field of vision.

It is Guild Leader Zero. As a super wanted criminal, he can only walk openly on the streets in the orc region. In other places, he has to hide.

There's nothing we can do about it; even the strongest guild leader like Zero can't stand being constantly surrounded and harassed while walking around.

Seemingly noticing that someone was watching him, Guild Leader Zero turned his head and looked over, a faint smile on his face.

A curious observer would find the smile very approachable, while a malicious observer would find it unfathomable.

When Guild Master Zero realized that it was Blaze watching him, his expression changed drastically, and he vanished on the spot with a bang, leaving only a wisp of smoke.

"How can you run so fast?"

Blaze scratched the back of his head, somewhat puzzled by Guild Master Zero's seemingly alarmed reaction. However, thanks to Guild Master Zero, he understood what the hyena beastmen, represented by Helvie, needed. "Are you busy next?" Blaze asked Helvie.

“No.” Helvie shook her head, looking down with a slightly embarrassed expression. “Let alone whether there’s anything important, we’re still homeless. We’re only risking our lives to visit the Gianthoof Clan to solve our food problem.”

“We have absolutely no experience.”

"Really? Is the problem that serious?"

“That’s normal. The hound orcs have been bandits for nearly a thousand years,” Lottie, a very experienced orc, explained. “Besides, the hound orcs are a type of carnivorous orc, and carnivorous orcs are not very good at business.”

"They don't eat vegetarian food, so they don't farm or harvest. Even if they go into animal husbandry, they can't control their appetites and will steal from their livestock. So they are quite dependent on food imports."

At this point, Lottie shook her head helplessly.

"This is also because the orcs themselves have only been liberated from barbarism for less than two years. Two years is simply too short a time. If it weren't for the help of outsiders in planning the land opening, planting crops, and cultivating animal husbandry, the orc region would probably still be a barbaric land."

"That's perfect, you and I will go somewhere together."

Blazer made up his mind.

"Where?"

"House of Giants."

The Giant's House was built more than half a year ago during a Christmas event. As the name suggests, it is a super-large building built for giants to live in.

Of course, it wasn't actually built for giants to live in; rather, it was deliberately designed to create a sense of colossal size, giving people a novel feeling of being tiny.

Today, this unique building has become the center of the world economy, with its special buildings modeled after everyday objects that are a source of great interest.

This giant's house, located in the center of the world, in a world forever covered in snow, has always been filled with the Christmas atmosphere, and this year's Christmas will undoubtedly be held here as well.

In addition, the Giant's House is also inhabited by a peculiar race: the Northern Kinlunga, born in the Kinlunga Gap, a place where ice and fire intertwine at the center of world L.

This race, born from the interplay of the heat of the Giant Volcano and the cold of the Giant Snowfield, is almost an embodiment of nature, and is also the oldest race, even older than Odin in terms of its mode of birth.

They are the mascots of Giant House, sexy and beautiful, with long, snow-white hair, like ice fairies.

Helvie, who was visiting for the first time, stood hesitantly at the entrance, repeatedly checking whether she would get her feet dirty. Whenever she found a speck of mud, she would step into the snow next to her and wipe it off.

The hyena-like beastman had fleshy pads on the soles of his feet, and the extraordinarily cold snow of the giant snowfield made her shiver.

Lottie, who had followed along out of concern, was equally stunned. The dazzling light inside made her feel disoriented, and she once again came to understand the intense heat of the flames of civilization.

Even the most luxurious and magnificent orc architecture is but a drop in the ocean, utterly insignificant.

"One day, the orcs will be able to build such a beautiful sight."

"How could beasts like orcs possibly build such beautiful structures? Caves and lairs are more suitable for you."

(End of this chapter)