Chapter 285

The hot wind brushed against its face, and a few lotus flowers swayed gently.

White water foam collided with the pond wall.

The fat catfish danced its fins and tail in the pond, and the two swinging catfish whiskers were full of emotion and sincerity.

It spoke eloquently about how difficult it was for the frog clan to open up a small place to live in human territory.

Recounting the history of the frog clan for thousands of years, it was a major pioneering effort unprecedented in history.

The human race is despicable, cunning, and greedy.

The frog clan is simple, hardworking, and kind.

In its childhood, as a large tadpole about to become a frog, it escaped from a snake's mouth, lost its limbs, stopped growing, and became the footless frog it is today.

Fortunately, it was discovered by Toad King, who appointed frogs based on merit. Under its wise and mighty guidance, it went to the land to open up territory, risking its life to negotiate with the human race.

The Great King loves ships, not because it is obsessed with toys, but because it is the key to restarting water trade between the demon court and the human race, a move of foresight that surpasses other demon kings!

The impassioned statement made the old toad's heart surge, jumping and clapping its claws continuously.

It wished it could take its place, immediately rush to the Long Gong, slay the dragon with its webbed blades, then jump to that so-called Imperial Capital, hire a million laborers, and build a big pond!

It wanted to fill it with lotus flowers, completing a feat unprecedented for frogs!

However, the fat catfish's whiskers drooped, and its tone changed.

Eating away at human territory, there is a limit to what it can do as one frog, and it cannot rely on the Great King for everything.

When everyone gathers firewood, the flames rise high; only by obtaining the full support of the frog clan can we continue to add bricks and tiles and expand our territory!

In short.

Old man, pay up!

The fat catfish danced its whiskers until they were sore, lowered its head to drink some water, and looked at the old toad with bright eyes.

"Hmm, supplies, huh..."

When it came to paying up, the old toad, who had been dancing and jumping just a moment ago, retracted its webbed feet and pretended to stroke its beard. It touched the air for a long time, then jumped to the shore with its hands behind its back and paced.

Its two thick frog legs moved forward alternately, circling the pond, with water stains trailing behind, like a slug walking by.

The fat catfish felt something was wrong when it saw this.

We're talking about money, why are you walking away?

In front of the warship, the great beaver tucked the blueprints under its arm, raised its claws, and bowed to greet them.

The little beavers and river otters climbing up and down jumped off the warship one after another, lined up, and squatted on the ground, clasping their claws together.

The old toad raised its frog head and nodded slightly, pointing at the warship and asking.

"What is the load capacity of this ship?"

The great beaver lowered its head, secretly glanced at the fat catfish underwater, and carefully raised three claws.

"Thirty thousand jin? Not bad, not bad! Is the ship sturdy?"

The great beaver scratched its face, took the opportunity to lower its head and look at the fat catfish again, and nodded vigorously.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The old toad shouted three times and croaked up to the sky.

"This old subject truly wronged the Great King! I only thought it was an obsession with toys, but in reality, it was deep planning. The Great King is truly a rare and wonderful frog in our frog clan's millennium!"

The old giant clam nestled in the water closed its two shells tightly, trembling slightly, trying hard to hold back its laughter.

That wrinkled toad is really stupid, being played around in circles.

How can a small boat carry things?

It's a semi-finished product without even caulking, with only an outer shell and no substance. If it doesn't sink when it hits the water, it would have lived in vain for over a thousand years!

The old toad asked a few questions about the warship, then paced to the side to ask the river otters how life in the pond was.

The river otter scratched its head, saying it didn't provide food, only housing, and they still had to work, but it was pretty good.

Seeing the old toad so attentive, asking about their well-being everywhere, the anxiety in the fat catfish's heart vanished, only feeling that the other party was pragmatic and that there was hope for money.

After the old toad asked around, the fat catfish slapped the water to make a sound and brought up its request again.

The old toad turned around, lowered its webbed feet, and signaled for the "footless frog" to be patient.

"I know, I know, supplies, support, merit must be rewarded, and good deeds will be rewarded daily."

The fat catfish rubbed its fins and hurriedly asked what the old toad was prepared to give, preferably more, give more.

"Give what... yes, give what... what is good to give?"

Unexpectedly, the old toad stroked the air, and moved its steps to start circling the field again.

In the courtyard of Chen Qingjiang next door, Little Shunzi took a piece of hot, sticky malt candy from his pocket and held it in his mouth, looking up at the few big lumps that popped their heads out from time to time, not knowing what they were doing inside.

The fat catfish followed the old toad around, feeling dizzy, and couldn't help but urge it.

Why is it so difficult to ask for something?

The old toad was asked three times in a row and couldn't hold its face.

It looked up at the sky and sighed.

"Alas, to tell you the truth, this old subject has the heart but not the strength. I have the heart to kill the enemy, but not the ability to kill the enemy.

The frog clan's rise has been short, and a few days ago, the Great King forged the divine weapon, exhausting the strength of the whole clan; there really are no extra fish!"

The fat catfish was dumbfounded.

What about the frog hegemony?

No extra fish?

Damn it!

A master of playing dumb!

The fat catfish didn't see it clearly, but Liang Qu saw it clearly in the corner.

This old toad is not easy to deal with. It shouts loudly about slaying the dragon and living in the Long Gong, but when it comes to money, it's stingy!

The fat catfish stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say.

Liang Qu immediately instructed through the spiritual link.

After hearing it, the fat catfish straightened its body and scolded the old toad for forgetting its life for small gains and cherishing its body while doing great things! Making the frog clan bleed, sweat, and cry!

The old toad was shocked, took three steps back, and leaned against the wall, its white belly heaving violently, almost croaking out loud.

Although it didn't know why the fat catfish's cultural level had suddenly improved so much, it felt ashamed.

There really was no extra grain.

The frog clan became a hegemon in the river by leaping, but in essence, it was still that amateur troupe, not much different from the villages in human books, living scattered.

The toad is the village head and patriarch, and the old toad is the venerable village elder. Relying on seniority to command the village frogs to work is no problem, but when it comes to paying money, the village frogs don't pay taxes, the village treasury is empty, and it has to pay out of its own pocket!

Pay out of its own pocket!

My dear mother who died a hundred years ago.

It's killing the frog!

That's all coffin money, it's keeping it for retirement! Even the frog lady at the village entrance didn't get any!

But the old toad had lived for so long, and it was the first time it had been scolded by a junior, so it really couldn't hold its face. With a hard heart and gritted teeth, it stomped its claws.

"Give!"

Small demons don't go ashore, big demons don't go near the shore.

It being able to go ashore today is precious.

Everything for the frog clan!

Make the frog clan great again!

"You stay here, don't move around, I'll be right back!"

After saying that, the old toad jumped into the water with a splash, splashing a huge water spray several meters high, and disappeared into the pond.

Little Shunzi next door counted the number of times they popped their heads out, and was suddenly drenched, and the malt candy in his hand was washed away by the water flow, not knowing where it went.

Adi walked out of the inner room at the sound, stared at Little Shunzi, who had a few duckweeds stuck to his face, and picked up a broom.

The old toad left, and the pond side was full of joy.

Wuhu!

There's fish to eat!

The river otters and beavers held claws and hopped around.

They had all received the news in advance, just needing to cooperate in the acting, and they would be able to share the benefits afterward!

The old giant clam was also happy; although it didn't do anything, those who saw it had a share, and Liang Qu had promised to include it.

The fat catfish was the most proud; it was the business it negotiated!

Flowers bloom in two branches, each describing one.

The old toad swam from the underground river to the Great Marsh, found the dark current passage, spun around all the way, and returned to the deep water area.

The toad put down the great anchor, and two green-skinned frogs gathered around, croaking and shouting.

"Elder, Elder, does the frog clan really have a stronghold on land?"

"Can I go to the stronghold?"

The old toad had no time to answer Fatty and Second Fatty, pointing to a slightly larger green-skinned frog: "Fatty, you swim fast, quickly take me home!"

"Ah, what is the Elder going back for?"

"Going back to get fish! Support the future of the frog clan!"

Fatty and Second Fatty looked at each other, their hearts terrified.

Hell, the old tree has blossomed!

The Elder is a rare treasure-hunting toad in the frog clan, born with powerful treasure-hunting abilities and a long lifespan, but it is also notoriously stingy.

Except for raising the Great King when it was small, I haven't seen it drop a money bag for anyone!

Even the toad was quite surprised, not knowing how the fat catfish did it.

"What are you stunned for?"

The old toad pounced on Fatty's back, hugged the green-skinned frog's head, and pointed to the distance.

"Let's go!"

"Elder, sit tight!"

Fatty didn't dare to be stunned, jumped hard, broke through the water, and disappeared into the distance.

In less than twenty breaths, Fatty was floating in the water with the Elder on its back, and a dense group of caves appeared beneath it.

It was about to land, but suddenly remembered something, swam out a little further, waited for the speed to drop completely, and landed gracefully, splashing only a little dust.

It proudly straightened its body, waiting for the Elder's praise, but was met with a few more knocks on the head!

"You hopeless idiot, don't you recognize my house!!"

The old toad patted Fatty's head hard while looking back, hurriedly jumped off and rushed back, not even responding to the greeting of the beautiful frog at the village entrance.

"Alas!"

Fatty collapsed on the ground.

Frog tired.

At the cave entrance, the spreading vines automatically retracted. The old toad drilled in, and the view suddenly opened up.

The entire cave was well-arranged, with vines emitting fluorescent light, much more beautiful than the toad's, divided into six floors, with the top floor being the bedroom and the rest being treasures.

The fifth floor was full of ancient wooden bookshelves, and the book pages inside were soaked in water without any deformation or wrinkling.

The old toad thought for a long time, jumped to the fourth floor, and opened the door. In the hollow room formed by vines, colorful treasure fish swam inside.

It looked left and right with a wrinkled face, compared repeatedly, took out the smallest one, ran back to the first floor, turned out a pile of stones, gold, silver, broken armor, and hugged out something similar to a turtle shell.

"Is this enough?"

The old toad asked and answered itself, nodding vigorously.

"Enough!"