I, the prince in distress, send money

Chapter 44: Savages (Part )
Chris stood next to Mia and the Savage. He raised his hand to touch his chin and watched the latter singing. Then he looked down at the big white pig that called out from time to time during the singing.

"What happened?"

Mia looked at Chris for a while, then turned to look at Isaac and the two players, hesitated, shook her head, and said nothing.

Well, since you don't want to say it, then forget it. Chris is not someone who likes to force his own people to do things or speak.

Chris thought about it for a moment and then continued to ask.

"Is this mountain barbarian a danger to us?"

Mia looked back at the savage with an enthusiastic and sincere face, shook her head, and then nodded.

"He's not good-looking, but he's not ugly either."

Isaac and the players beside him were confused and didn't know what Mia meant by this, but only Chris seemed to be thinking about something.

He thought about Mia's first words after they met, and what she did afterwards. Chris connected these things together, and he began to understand what Mia meant.

"Let this man go."

Chris turned back to the player and ordered.

"Really?"

Barbarossa's eyes widened.

"determine."

As Chris spoke, he stepped forward, took out a brass sword-shaped medal from his pocket, and personally put it on Barbarossa's chest.

"This is a Third Class Sword Medal, symbolizing the Kingdom's Sword. I'm awarding it to you as a thank you for eliminating a potential threat for the team. I hope you can continue to work hard."

"medal!?"

Barbarossa's eyes widened. He immediately put his feet together, put his hands behind his waist, and straightened his chest, posing for Chris to pin the Third Class Sword Medal on his chest.

After Chris completed this simple awarding ceremony, Barbarossa happily stroked it. In the afterglow of the setting sun, the brass medal surface exuded a light golden luster.

The third-class Sword Medal has an area two fingers wide and long, with a long shield-shaped surface. The sword pattern is in the center, surrounded by a circle of olive leaves and gear patterns, enclosing the sword.

And when Barbarossa's hand touched the medal, a medal interface popped up in front of him.

+ Order of the Sword, Third Class (Barbarossa)
Introduction: Awarded by Chris Lin for his role in protecting the life of Barbarossa, the brave warrior, by capturing a mountain barbarian with unknown intentions at the border of Bagnia and Bohemia.

Function: Possessing/wearing this medal will gain you 10 reputation points.

Note: Players can purchase a similar game peripheral for 1,000 yuan offline.
Barbarossa was particularly happy to see this information. Although he didn't know what the reputation value was used for yet, he was the only player who owned this medal.

The unique pleasure of a scorpion pooping is absolutely unprecedented!
With the medal, Barbarossa no longer cared about Chris letting go of his spoils. He happily took out his dagger, turned around and cut the rope that bound the barbarian, and then ran towards the camp.

Barbarossa is about to show off to other players.

Home Alone, who had watched the whole process, also followed.

"Hey, don't run so fast, let me take a look, let me touch that thing... stingy guy, I'll just touch it, I won't take it away, really!"

Chris customized this medal online. He spent a hundred dollars on a high-end product. It is made of solid materials, has excellent workmanship, is wear-resistant and drop-resistant, and will not fade for decades.

This is something Chris came up with to reward players. Sometimes when players complete a task or do something big that benefits them, Chris will definitely reward them.

Giving money would be too awkward and players might not like it. Giving reputation or favorability, which are invisible and intangible things, would be too illusory.

So, Chris thought about it for a long time and came up with the idea of ​​a medal.

The medal is so great, it is physical and players can touch it. If they feel that owning it in the game is not enough, they can also spend money to order it in the 25th century and Chris will express it to them.

As for whether twenty-first-century craftsmanship will look crude in the twenty-fifth century...

Well, regarding this, players will only say "Rough is good, only when it is just the right amount of roughness does it have collectible value."

The players ran off fighting and leaving Chris, Isaac, Mia and others at the scene.

After the barbarian was released, he neither picked up a weapon to hit people nor turned around and ran away. Instead, his legs went weak and he fell to the ground and knelt down to Mia and the big white pig.

He knelt and muttered something. Although Chris could not understand what the barbarian was muttering, he could tell that he had a special feeling for the big white pig named Aisha.

Chris didn't move, Isaac didn't leave, and Mia said nothing, allowing her pig companion to accept the barbarian's kneeling.

After a few minutes, the barbarian finally completed his ritual, stood up from the ground, and turned to Chris, mumbling something.

"what did he say?"

“Parsa said: Who are you and what are you doing in the hunting grounds of the Oka tribe?”

Chris raised his eyebrows. This barbarian was so arrogant. Even after being caught, he was still nagging like that. He had no idea what was going on.

He turned and said to Isaac.

"Go up and slap him twice."

Upon hearing this, Isaac walked over and slapped the barbarian twice, making a crackling sound and causing the latter's face to turn red.

After Isaac finished beating him, Chris spoke slowly to Mia, asking her to translate.

"We are arms dealers, planning to pass through here to the Kingdom of Bagniya across the river. We attack you only to prove that we are not afraid of the so-called Oka tribe, and I don't kill you to prove that I have no hostility towards you."

Mia turned her head and spoke gibberish to the barbarian sitting on the ground. The latter was stunned for a moment, then stood up and his originally straight back bent.

It seems that Isaac's two slaps were indeed effective. This guy named Pasa is indeed a barbarian. He only understands fists and has no idea what civilization means.

The barbarian lowered his voice by two tones and spoke with a hint of grievance, while Mia translated simultaneously.

"What are you going to do to me?"

"Let you go."

Chris waved his hand, pointed into the distance, and told him to get lost.

"Leave now, or I'll treat you to a meal before you leave."

The Savage's eyes lit up at Mia's retelling.

"Then I'll eat before I leave." Mia continued to translate the barbarian's words simultaneously.

Chris was also stunned for a moment. No, this barbarian is serious and doesn’t understand my threat?
Chris looked seriously at the barbarian's innocent expression of expectation, shook his head and thought, forget it, there is no point in arguing with an uneducated fool.

"Come on, let's go back to the camp, let him have a meal and then leave."

In the event of such an emergency, the trip to see the river had to be postponed temporarily.

Chris brought his men back to the camp and came to the kitchen. He personally took up the big iron spoon and started cooking a big pot of rice.

Today's dinner was still very sumptuous. Each person had a large bowl of staple food made from a mixture of cheap broken rice and grains, weighing at least one to one and a half kilograms.

The side dish was a bowl of vegetable broth with half a knuckle thick fat floating on top, and more than half a pound of dehydrated chopped vegetables and a little bit of minced meat sunk in it.

In addition, there was a bowl of chicken liver and potatoes stewed in a large pot... Chris originally planned to prepare frozen chicken breast for everyone, but he remembered the horse bandits' night attack and changed it to chicken liver.

Eating more offal can supplement vitamins, which is helpful for malnourished mercenaries to cure night blindness, so that they can fight at night if necessary in the future.

Just like that, dinner was ready. Although there were not many varieties of dinner, it included staple food, hot soup, vegetables, and meat.

The mercenaries and caravan servants were all very satisfied, and the barbarians who came along to eat were even happier. As soon as they got the bowl, they buried their faces in the big bowl and ate it with noisy mouths.

In just two minutes, he finished a bowl of staple food weighing one and a half pounds, a large bowl of oily soup, a whole piece of chicken liver and a dozen mahjong-sized potatoes.

Not only that, the barbarian shamelessly ran towards the food queue with his bowl, trying to cut in line and get another bowl, but ended up being beaten and kicked by the mercenaries in line.

The beaten barbarian was not angry. He seemed to understand that he had to queue up if he wanted to eat. He obediently ran to the end of the line and started to queue up honestly.

When it was the barbarian's turn, the chef glared at him, but still picked up the iron spoon and poured a bowl of staple food into the large wooden bowl in his hand. As for the side dishes and soup, they were naturally gone.

This is the rule set by Chris. You can eat as much staple food as you want as long as it is not wasted. You can come back to get more food as many times as you want. If you are still not full and there is no rice in the bucket, the logistics department responsible for cooking must go and cook until everyone is full.

It doesn’t matter if you cook too much, you can eat it tomorrow, no one will mind leftover food.

And Aisha on Mia's side is also a powerful "Purifier of the Altar", so there is no possibility of leftovers appearing in the team.

After the barbarian Pasa finished two bowls of staple food in succession, he finally patted his belly with satisfaction and put the bowl down.

After taking a short rest and adjusting to the feeling of his bloated belly, Pasa found Aisha and Mia who were feasting on their meal. After kowtowed three times to the big white pig, he turned around and ran out of the camp.

Chris didn't care much about the barbarian's departure, nor did he care about his worship of the pig.

The barbarians can worship whatever they want, and Chris has no control over it. Bringing people here does not hinder these barbarians in any way.

They said this was their hunting ground, so it was their territory. Chris had no plans to bring anyone hunting here.

It is spring now, and the food eaten by both meat and grass-eating beasts is dry and woody, without any fat in their bodies, and not tasty at all.

The same was true for the bear that came to deliver meat yesterday. Under its dull fur was a skinny body, and even its two paws were shriveled, so much so that a player who was good at cooking walked away shaking his head after slaughtering the bear.

In the end, the bear's meat became a bargain for the mercenaries, allowing them to have a snack in the evening.

Chris got the bear skin, and after some initial processing, it is expected to bring him 20,000 to 50,000 yuan, or even more, in revenue on the online shopping platform.

As for whether the sale of bear skins is legal... Chris would definitely not choose to sell this thing domestically, as there are plenty of foreign buyers willing to buy it.

Therefore, Chris had no conflict of interest with the Oka barbarians. He didn't care how much Pasa ate. No matter how short of money he was, he didn't lack those few kilograms of coarse grains and staple foods. The latter could eat as much as he liked.

So, after Pasa ran away, Chris ignored Lin Ruoyu's suggestion to follow the former.

This made Lin Ruoyu walk away in a depressed mood... He wanted to use this incident to get the Sword Medal, but he didn't expect that he would fail.

Chris didn't care about the appearance of the barbarians, but Isaac became alert.

That night, he not only asked Chris for barbed wire to surround the camp, but also used it together with wooden chevaux de frise to form a simple but tough line of defense.

At the same time, Isaac arranged double the number of sentries to stand guard to guard against the possibility of barbarians raiding the camp.

As a result, the barbarians really came that night, but they did not come in the second half of the night, but came around ten o'clock in the first half of the night.

"Sir, sir, get up quickly, the barbarians are coming, there are so many barbarians!"

The mercenary who reported the news shouted outside the tent, which scared Chris who was lying comfortably on the camp bed and watching short videos on his mobile phone.

No way, this Oka barbarian tribe really came to attack at night?

However, when Chris rushed out in a panic, wearing a bathrobe and holding a flintlock rifle, he found that the camp outside was not in chaos. The mercenaries and caravan guys were laughing and rushing towards the exit of the camp.

Judging from their expressions and behavior, Chris judged that the matter was not urgent, so he turned around and went back to the tent to change clothes.

However, Chris also learned a lesson from this episode.

"I was too relaxed. From now on, when I spend the night outdoors, I must wear clothes that are easy to move in, and I can't just wear a pajamas."

When Chris changed his clothes and came to the exit of the camp with his flintlock rifle, he found that many savages wearing animal skins were gathering in the open space outside the camp.

There were about a hundred of them, men and women, young and old, and an indescribable smell filled the air because of their gathering.

Chris smelled it and immediately raised his hand to pinch his nose.

When the mercenaries first joined the group, they also had a similar smell, but after Chris forced them to take two hot showers and scrub their bodies with soap, the smell was gone.

I didn’t expect that Chris still has the “chance” to smell it now.

Those barbarians did not carry any weapons. They were either sitting or standing. The mercenaries pointed at them and the former also chattered to the mercenaries, talking and laughing. The two sides were talking at cross purposes, and the atmosphere on the scene was harmonious.

Chris found Mia in the crowd and quickly asked her to go and ask.

"Go and ask them what they are doing here."

Mia gave Chris a direct answer.

"They're coming to eat."

"What?"

"Come and eat, they are hungry."

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(End of this chapter)