The bard fantasized again.

Chapter 63 Reward: Harsh Words (Bonus Chapter, Please Read, It's Very Important!)

"Even if my legs are really weak, please don't keep repeating it."

Catherine blushed, stopped the oxcart, and quickly shoved Don Qi's shoulder to urge him down.

"There's a stream nearby, let's camp here tonight."

Tang Qi looked around and found that it was a sparsely wooded open woodland.

But the tall trees still stand tall, obscuring most of the hazy night sky shrouded in white mist.

The emerald green leaves, surprisingly, shone through a few rays of moonlight, hanging down onto the dense fern vegetation spread out in the clearing, swaying from side to side when a gentle breeze blew by.

Scattered morning and evening flowers dot the banks of the blue stone stream.

A soft glow emanates from the delicate petals and the heart of the flower, shimmering under the moonlight. It allows one to appreciate the surrounding scenery without the aid of firelight, like countless inextinguishable lamps.

The air was filled with the earthy fragrance of freshly washed soil after the rain.

Summer seemed to be absent from the Dusk Forest; even wearing a leather jacket, Tang Qi felt damp and cold.

But this was indeed the most suitable open space for setting up camp that I had encountered in the past few days.

The entire migration procession consisted of over three hundred civilians, twelve oxcarts, and two horse-drawn carts.

As a result, they did not walk very fast and could not be too demanding of places to rest temporarily.

As they circled around to the north of the forest, they mostly camped in scattered locations, which forced Tang Qi to frequently wander around the camps out of humanitarian concern to make sure no one was missing.

Fortunately, everyone was aware of the dangers of the Dusk Forest and urged each other not to wander off or wander around aimlessly.

So, for the first three days of the migration, apart from those foolish people who were unwilling to believe Tang Qi on the way and thus held onto a gamble, they insisted on 'quietly' observing from the outskirts of the forest.

The team has remained relatively intact.

As for those who thought they were 'quiet,' they actually saw the orcs' tracks, decided to follow the group, and thus got lost and disappeared in the forest.

Or they were simply dragged into the livestock pen by the orcs and turned into livestock.

Then it has nothing to do with Tang Qi.

In any case, everyone in the migrating group vaguely felt the slight tremors caused by the giant tortoise in the distant sky on the day they left the town.

They knew Tang Qi wasn't lying.

Tang Qi never saw those people again—

I've done everything I could, but I have no obligation to play the role of 'parents' to these idiots who are courting death and desperately trying to stop them.

The open space is now quite spacious, enough for the convoy to form an irregular circle with the trees in between, allowing the townspeople to camp around the bonfire in the center.

"In order to avoid the orcs as much as possible, we have been traveling day and night for three days."

Since we are taking a detour to the north, I estimate that based on our current location and speed, it may take about twenty more days to reach Longjincheng.

So we can rest here for a whole day and night, that is, eight hours. We'll prepare to set off again next night—”

For the Dawn and Dusk Forest, where day and night alternate every four hours, following the 'daytime active, nighttime rest' activity pattern is meaningless and only wastes time.
"If you feel unwell along the way, please go to the tent in the center immediately to seek comfort and healing from Father Lynn."

If any internal strife or conflict occurs, regardless of the reason, the person will be immediately expelled from the team.

If you encounter any danger, don't hesitate, shout it out loud until everyone realizes it.

Don't worry about embarrassing yourself—

Believe me, when a wild beast pounces on my face, my cries for help will be louder than yours.

A burst of lighthearted laughter erupted from the crowd.

Tang Qi noticed that their expressions seemed less grave:
“One last thing.

If you'd like to spend this time in a more relaxed way, you can choose to buy some plum wine from Catherine.

Alcohol always helps you escape reality and live a happier life, doesn't it?

Catherine walked up to him at the opportune moment and waved her index finger:

"But there wasn't much Xingmei wine in the car, and we needed to leave enough to take to Longjincheng."

So today only one barrel of wine will be released, 10 copper coins per cup, first come, first served—”

Hey, Catherine!

Old David was eager to try it out, but when he heard the price, his face fell.
"A cup of plum wine normally costs only two copper coins, so you're not allowed to profit from the war!"

Catherine hummed without any hesitation:
Haven't you heard the saying, "What's scarce is expensive"?

If I don't profit from the war, how can I buy a big house in Dragon City and drive the Golden Oak into the city?

Ten copper coins a cup is a bargain compared to the exorbitant prices in Longjin City. I'm not forcing you to buy or sell anything.

The townspeople had never left Xingmei Town their entire lives, but Tang Qi had heard Black Snake mention the rarity of Xingmei wine in Longjin City—

Selling plum wine at this price during this period is practically the same as doing charity.

But she clearly understood that this price was the bottom line for these alcoholics; any higher and they wouldn't be able to sell.

So even though David felt a pang of regret, he still pulled out his wallet, which he had saved up over the first half of his life, while his wife was scolding him for being "unfrugal."

Listening to the drunkards constantly asking for a drink, Tang Qi thought to himself that this barrel of wine would soon be empty.

Three days of running around were indeed exhausting.

They all need the fleeting pleasure that alcohol brings.

He didn't linger, humming a little tune as he returned to the campsite Catherine had chosen.

As an experienced adventurer and a mountain dwarf, his rock-breaking camping skills are unparalleled.

He, who was getting a barrel of Star Plum Wine for free, didn't mind showing off his skills and acting as a laborer.

The two tents were just enough for four people to rest in, while Merard was tied to a barrel of wine made of gravel and slept drowsily in the gap between the tents.

Tang Qi pointed at the 'little white pig': "He's still not awake."

Shattered Stone laughed loudly and patted Merard's chubby cheeks, but failed to wake him:

"Isn't it all because of your foul mouth that you verbally abused him until he cried and went insane, causing him to refuse to face reality now?"

"is it so serious?"

"Why don't you think carefully about what you've actually said?"

Hearing this, Tang Qi couldn't help but open his journal and recall his actions over the past three days—

[June 11, 1000 of the Lost Calendar, Dawn Forest, overcast.]

On my first day away from Xingmei Town, I insulted the kidnapped nobleman.

There was nothing I could do. This little white pig had absolutely no sense of being a prisoner and still acted like a young master, hoping I would treat him well.

All I could tell him was, 'If it weren't for worrying about you, this good-for-nothing, your steward wouldn't have died so easily.'

'If you could cut off your own greasy fat, that horse wouldn't be crippled by you.'

"Besides being able to eat, you're good for nothing. If the orcs catch you, you'll only be taken to be rendered into lard..."

June 12, Dusk Forest, light rain.

The day after leaving Xingmei Town, I cursed Melard again…

On the third day, Merard deserved to be scolded again.

Tang Qi blinked: "Am I not telling the truth?"

Shattered Stone chuckled: "After all, lies don't hurt anyone."

"If he can't accept the truth, then that's his own problem."

Tang Qi shrugged, no longer paying attention to Merad.

Instead, he returned to his tent, sat down on the ground, and looked at the new reward he had received for his relentless cursing over the past few days and nights:

"Ha, just as I thought—"

[Verbal abuse], obtained!

Then, turn back to the previous page of the log.

The list prominently displayed all the rewards he had received since encountering the orcs—

Even if it doesn't become famous, it's still quite substantial.

After seeing the final settlement clearly, Tang Qi finally couldn't hold back his laughter:

"This trip wasn't a complete waste of time after all!"

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