Chapter 367

What angered him most was this.

Here, apart from grass, there is nothing at all.

Qin Bei could not find even a single medicinal herb.

His face turned black with anger.

He raced forward at high speed.

He did not even see a single hair of a ferocious beast.

But just as Qin Bei was about to explode,

he suddenly saw a human figure appear ahead.

Qin Bei executed a sharp drift.

and came right before the figure.

"Who is it!"

The bearded man in the lead stood up immediately.

Behind him stood five other figures.

All of them looked at the suddenly arrived Qin Bei with caution.

"Sorry, sorry, I mean no harm."

Qin Bei raised his hand and said.

"I just wanted to ask for directions."

Qin Bei then explained.

"Ask for directions?"

The bearded man still did not relax his guard.

Here,

there are no surveillance cameras, no laws; this is a place where no one governs.

So even if something happens, no one will know.

"Yes, I just want to ask: how much longer until I leave this grassland?"

Qin Bei asked while shrugging his shoulders.

"Go straight ahead; on foot, it will take about three hours."

A scar-faced woman in revealing clothing spoke up.

Her gaze fell on the motorcycle beneath Qin Bei's feet.

"Three hours? Then by vehicle, I suppose it won't take long."

"Thank you!"

Qin Bei nodded.

He then immediately tossed over several cans.

"Thank you for your answers."

Having said that, Qin Bei turned the motorcycle's direction.

These six people, watching Qin Bei throw things toward them, showed expressions of caution.

Not a single one of them stepped forward to take them.

However, after the cans hit the ground, they finally realized what they were.

The bearded man's eyes widened immediately.

"Beef cans."

The charming woman cried out in delight.

She then stepped forward immediately and took the several cans.

Because when they entered the Secret Realm, they encountered a horde of ferocious beasts.

While fleeing, they lost all their supplies.

For two days, they had hardly eaten anything.

So, these suddenly appearing meat cans.

Ignoring the woman's excited expression,

the bearded man's gaze flickered.

He looked toward Qin Bei's back.

A thin, small man slowly came before the bearded man.

"Boss, he seems to be a wealthy young master."

The bearded man nodded.

"His voice sounds very young, and he looks like a college student. Moreover, when he threw the cans, he did so casually, which means he possesses a spatial treasure, and it appears he brought quite a lot of supplies."

As he spoke, the bearded man and the thin, small man exchanged a glance.

Their eyes were filled with greed.

The people behind the two also heard their conversation.

After realizing this, their gazes immediately locked onto Qin Bei.

"Muto! Block him."

The bearded man spoke.

"Leave it to me."

A dull-looking man flipped his bangs aside.

Then he squatted down and slapped the ground with both hands.

Green energy appeared from his palms.

It then conducted into the small grass on the prairie.

The grass around Qin Bei seemed to come alive.

It began to wave abnormally.

It quickly spread and entangled the motorcycle wheels beneath Qin Bei's feet.

Qin Bei was stunned.

He immediately turned his head.

He saw the six people just now looking at him with ill intent.

"Do you understand what this means?"

Qin Bei frowned.

"Kid, is this your first time coming to the Secret Realm alone?"

"Let me give you a piece of advice: do not easily show off your supplies here, especially when you lack the strength to protect them."

The big-bearded man said with deep meaning.

He then slowly drew out a large machete...

"You want to kill me?"

Qin Bei raised an eyebrow, his gaze shifting to the canned food in the woman's hand.

Was it because of these cans that these people had developed murderous intent and wanted to rob him?

"Hand over the spatial treasure, and I can let you leave alive."

The big-bearded man's face twisted grotesquely.

"A spatial treasure, I see."

Qin Bei looked at the six people with deep meaning.

"Let me leave alive? Do you really take me for a three-year-old child?"

"Good, if you don't want to wish for death but be unable to die, then hand everything over."

The thin man began to speak arrogantly.

"The strongest is a fifth-rank martial artist? Looks like I don't need to make a move."

Qin Bei murmured at the corner of his mouth.

He ignored the six people.

He started the motorcycle.

The wooden man snorted coldly.