Chapter 699: Beast God's Wrath

After returning to the room, Wu Yue directly pulled Tongzi out, who was immersed in the ecstasy of huge points.

"I ask you, why haven't I found explosives in the system mall?"

The reluctant Tongzi, hearing this, his chubby little body trembled, and he looked at her with a frightened face: "What the heck? Even though you've already made shamanic talismans, it's not enough for you? You also want explosives? You must be trying to go to heaven!"

His little chubby arms and legs struggled, and with a swoop he flopped back onto the system panel: "Host, we are a vetted proper system; we absolutely will not sell anything that affects world peace."

After saying that, he rolled his eyes: "Host, what do you need explosives for?"

Wu Yue briefly explained Yuan Lang's earlier suggestion, and Tongzi finally let out a big sigh of relief: "Host, the system mall won't sell explosives that would destroy the balance of the beast world continent, but I can help you ask other systems; if they have it in their worlds, I can apply to the main system to exchange some for you."

After saying that, Tongzi's little chubby face suddenly became serious: "But host, you must remember, after obtaining explosives you must absolutely not use them in battle."

"Otherwise, if the main system discovers you doing this thing that destroys the continent's developmental balance, it will definitely punish you."

Wu Yue had never heard Tongzi say these things before; her heart tightened instantly: "Okay."

"Host, the message has already been sent out; we just need to wait for a reply."

"Ding~ Your purchase inquiry has received a response; please handle it promptly."

A mechanical sound rang in her mind; Wu Yue turned her head to look at the still somewhat dazed little chubby Tongzi: "A bit fast, huh."

The system's little chubby hand kept waving, the intangible panel jumping continuously; after a moment, Tongzi looked at Wu Yue: "Host, the system I'm in contact with here has a batch of eliminated explosives, the price is also very affordable, but its host doesn't want points; they want a complete, top-quality tiger pelt."

Just as he finished speaking, another line of text appeared on the panel; the little chubby Tongzi's expression instantly became a bit weird: "They say they know wild tiger pelts are hard to find and involve some danger, so besides those explosives, they're also willing to supplement us with points."

Wu Yue's eyes lit up: "Negotiate the price with them; it'd be best to get some more points."

"Hehe, this Tongzi doesn't know we're in the primitive beast world, does he?"

Tongzi gave the same lewd smile: "When I posted the message, I blocked the login info, hehe."

The person and the Tongzi both revealed the same sly smile.

What surprised Wu Yue was that, before going to sleep, Tongzi had already successfully traded with the system that possessed explosives.

Looking at the exquisitely packaged box before him, Yuan Lang was quite astonished that, in just one night, they had managed to obtain this many explosives.

"Explosives are strictly controlled exchange items; I can only get these, so use them sparingly."

Yuan Lang nodded: "Don't worry."

The Beastman Warriors and Half-Beast Warriors' excavation work continued, but what surprised everyone was that, whenever they encountered a difficult-to-excavate spot, Captain Yuan Lang would have them retreat back to the big ship.

Shortly after, they heard a deafening roar and the sound of heavy objects falling into the seawater.

After that roar subsided, Captain Yuan Lang would personally come over and tell everyone to return to continue the excavation work.

And what surprised everyone was that the places where they had previously encountered excavation difficulties had turned into piles of rubble.

Everyone guessed it might be related to that previous earth-shaking sound, but they wouldn't ask about it, since that was the shaman and Captain Yuan Lang's affair; they just needed to obey and do their work.

The commotion caused by the explosives was great; all the sea-tribe folk living in the ocean knew that from time to time they would hear sounds like the Beast God's wrath, but the sky showed no change.

Several grand shamans of the super tribes all carried out divinations, seeking the Beast God's revelation: whether they had done something bad to anger the Beast God, and those rounds of angry roars were warnings to them.

But as time passed, those rounds of rumbling sounds still would occasionally occur, yet the Beast God's punishment that made all sea beastfolk tremble with fear never arrived.

One day, a beastman squad from the Spiny Tail Shrimp Tribe went out hunting; the sky had already turned completely dark, yet they still hadn't returned to the tribe.

Their relatives found the shaman and the chieftain.

"Still not back? Did they hunt too late and end up resting on some sea island?"

The Spiny Tail Shrimp Tribe's shaman stroked his two long shrimp whiskers and frowned.

The few Spiny Tail Shrimp Half-Beast Warriors kneeling below had faces full of worry: "But Shaman Sir, because the Beast God's wrath has been frequent lately, everyone knows we can't stay outdoors overnight."

They said when they went out, regardless of whether they could catch food, they would return to the tribe before dark."

The shaman's face also grew solemn; indeed, given their reverence for the Beast God, they would not risk angering the Beast God by staying outdoors."

The Spiny Tail Shrimp chieftain, however, couldn't sit still; the beastman warriors capable of going out to hunt were the tribe's backbone.

Their Spiny Tail Shrimp Tribe is merely a major tribe within the Bai Sha Yan Hai; the number of beastman warriors in the tribe is limited, so each beastman warrior is extremely precious to the tribe.

Now, an entire beastman warrior hunting squad has vanished all at once; for the Spiny Tail Shrimp Tribe, this is absolutely a huge loss.

He suddenly stood up, looking toward the shaman above: "Shaman Sir, maybe these beastman warriors ran into some trouble; our territory isn't that big, I'll now lead the clansmen out to search—we can't lose so many beastman warriors."

The Spiny Tail Shrimp Grand Shaman let out a heavy breath; his aged, trembling hand reached into the beast skin wrapping beside him and carefully produced a piece of beast skin the size of a palm, extremely thin.

"This is something I was fortunate enough to make for the Sea Eel Grand Shaman last time; the Grand Shaman gave it to me. It came from a land tribe called the Snow Moon Tribe, called a 'shamanic talisman.' When you go, bring a shaman along; if you encounter danger, let him directly channel his shamanic power."

"This talisman will form a protective barrier around you; if you truly encounter danger, it can save you."

The Spiny Tail Shrimp chieftain solemnly stepped forward to receive it, carefully tucking it into his chest: "Shaman, we're leaving."

Having said that, he led a group of clansmen toward the direction where the beastman squad had gone hunting.

The Spiny Tail Shrimp shaman let out a weary sigh, looking at the beastman warriors' families still kneeling below, and waved his hand: "All of you go back and wait for news; don't gather here."

The few people below looked at each other, gave a bitter smile, and then one by one bowed and exited the Spiny Tail Shrimp shaman's tent.