Treasure Toad

A warm breeze caressed my face, and a few lotus flowers swayed gently.

White foam collided with the pond wall.

The Fat Catfish danced with its fins and tail in the pool, its two waving whiskers brimming with emotion and enthusiasm.

It recounted in detail how difficult it was for the Frog Clan to carve out a small place to live in the human territory.

It recounts the history of the Frog Clan over thousands of years, highlighting its unprecedented and significant achievements.

Humans are despicable, cunning, and greedy.

The Frog Clan is simple, hardworking, and kind.

As a tadpole about to become a frog, it escaped from the mouth of a snake, lost its limbs, stopped growing, and became the Legless Frog it is today.

Fortunately, the Toad King discovered them and appointed them as his advisors. Under the wise and powerful guidance of the Toad King, they went to the land to expand their territory and risked their lives to negotiate with the human race.

The Great King's love for ships is not a frivolous pursuit, but rather a crucial step in restarting water trade between the Demon Court and the human race—a visionary act that surpasses that of other Demon King! The impassioned speech stirred the Old Toad's heart, causing him to hop and slap his claws incessantly.

I wish I could take his place, rush to the Dragon Palace, slay the Flood Dragon, and then jump to that Imperial Capital to hire a million laborers to build a huge pond!

It will be filled with lotus flowers, achieving the feat of having no frogs before and no frogs after it!

However, the Fat Catfish lowered its whiskers and changed the subject.

Encroaching on human territory, even with the full power of a frog, has its limits, and it cannot rely entirely on the Great King for everything.

Many hands make light work; only with the strong support of the Frog Clan can we continue to build and expand our territory!

in short.

Old Deng, send the money! The Fat Catfish, its whiskers twitching with fatigue, lowered its head to take a sip of water, its eyes gleaming as it stared at the Old Toad.

"Hmm, supplies..."

When the topic of money came up, the Old Toad, who had been gesturing wildly and jumping around, folded its webbed feet and pretended to stroke its whiskers. After groping around for a while, it hopped onto the shore with its hands behind its back and paced back and forth.

Two thick frog legs moved forward alternately, circling the pond, leaving a trail of water, as if a slug had walked across it.

The Fat Catfish sensed something was wrong.

"Let's talk money, where are we going?" In front of the warship, the Great Beaver tucked the blueprints under its arm and raised its paw to bow in greeting.

The Little Beaver climbed up and down, River Otter jumped off the warship, lined up in a row, and squatted on the ground, clasping their paws together.

The Old Toad raised its head and nodded slightly, pointing at the warship and asking a question.

What is the ship's carrying capacity?

The Great Beaver lowered its head, stealthily glancing at the Fat Catfish underwater, and cautiously raised three claws.

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

The Great Beaver scratched its face, took the opportunity to look down at the Fat Catfish again, and nodded vigorously.

"Good! Good! Good!"

The Old Toad croaked three times, its Tianchang loudly.

"Your Majesty, I have truly misunderstood Great King! I thought you were indulging in frivolous pursuits, but in reality, you are a man of profound wisdom and foresight. Your Great King is indeed a rare and extraordinary frog, one that our Frog Clan has only seen once in a thousand years!"

The Old Giant Clam, nestled in the water, tightly closed its shell, trembled slightly, and tried hard to suppress a laugh.

That wrinkled Toad really stupid; it got completely fooled.

How can a small boat carry goods?

It's a half-finished product with no filler material, all shell and no substance. It's lived for over a thousand years in vain if it doesn't sink! The Old Toad asked the warship a few questions, then strolled over to the side and asked the River Otter how it was doing in the pond.

The River Otter scratched its head. "It doesn't include food, only accommodation. You still have to work, but it's pretty good."

Seeing how attentive the Old Toad, showing concern and care everywhere, the Fat Catfish's unease vanished, and he felt that the other party was pragmatic and that there was hope of receiving money.

After the Old Toad had asked around, the Fat Catfish slapped the water's surface, making a sound, and repeated its demands.

The Old Toad turned around, lowered its webbed feet, and gestured for the "Legless Frog" to calm down.

"We understand, we understand. As for supplies and support, those who make contributions will be rewarded, and those who do good deeds will be rewarded daily."

The Fat Catfish rubbed its fins and hurriedly asked the Old Toad what it was going to give it, hoping to give it as much as possible.

"What should I give... yes, what should I give... what should I give?"

Unexpectedly, the Old Toad stroked its whiskers in the air and began to walk around the field again.

In Chen Qingjiang's yard next door, Xiao Shunzi took out a hot, sticky piece of maltose from his pocket and put it in his mouth. He looked up at the several large lumps that occasionally popped up, wondering what was going on inside.

The Fat Catfish followed the Old Toad around and around until it got dizzy, and couldn't help but urge him to answer.

Why is it so difficult to get something? The Old Toad was asked three times in a row and couldn't save face.

It looked up at the sky and let out a long sigh.

"Alas, to be honest, this old minister has the will but not the ability. I have the desire to kill the enemy, but I lack the skill to do so."

The Frog Clan has only recently risen to power. The other day, our Great King forged a divine weapon, exhausting the entire tribe's strength; there was truly no fish left to spare!

The Fat Catfish was dumbfounded.

What happened to the promised Frog's Conquest?

No fish left?

I'll test it!

A master of feigning ignorance!

The Fat Catfish didn't understand, but Liang Qu in the corner saw it clearly.

This Old Toad is no pushover. He shouts all the time about killing Flood Dragon and living in the Dragon Palace, but when it comes to money, he's incredibly stingy! The Fat Catfish stood there, stunned, not knowing what to say.

Liang Qu immediately provided guidance through Mental Link.

After hearing this, the Fat Catfish stood up and angrily rebuked the Old Toad for being so greedy for small gains that he was willing to risk his life for great things! He had caused the Frog Clan to bleed, sweat, and shed tears! The Old Toad was shocked and took three steps back, leaning against the wall. His white belly heaved violently, and he almost croaked out.

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

There is indeed no surplus grain.

The Frog Clan rose to become a dominant force in the river thanks to their Toad, but in essence, they were still just a makeshift operation, not much different from the villages described in the human books, living scattered in groups.

The Toad is the village chief and clan leader, while the Old Toad is a respected Village Elder. He can easily command the frogs to work based on his seniority. However, when it comes to paying money, the frogs don't pay taxes, so the village treasury is empty, and they have to pay out of their own pockets!

Pay for it yourself! My mother, who's been dead for a hundred years.

That's going to kill the frog! That's all its savings for its old age! Frog Woman at the village entrance wouldn't give it to it! But the Old Toad has lived so long, and this is the first time it's been scolded by a junior. It really can't bear it, so it grits its teeth and stomps its paws.

"Give!"

Minor demons don't Shang An, Great Demon don't come ashore.

It is all the more precious that it was able to Shang An today.

All for the Frog Clan! Let the Frog Clan be great again! "You stay here, don't move, I'll be right back!"

Having said that, the Old Toad jumped into the water with a splash, sending up a huge spray several feet high, before disappearing into the pond.

Xiao Shunzi next door was counting the number of times he popped his head out when he was suddenly drenched in a cold stream. The candy in his hand was washed away by the water, and he didn't know where it went.

Hearing the noise, A Di came out from the inner room and stared at Xiao Shunzi, whose face was covered with a few pieces of duckweed. She then picked up a broom.

The Old Toad left, and the pond was filled with jubilation.

Wuhu!

We've got fish to eat!

River Otter and beavers hop and skip, pulling on their paws.

They received prior notice and only needed to cooperate in the act to reap the benefits afterwards!

The Old Giant Clam was also happy. Although it didn't do anything, everyone who saw it got a share, and Liang Qu had promised to bring it a share as well.

The Fat Catfish was the most pleased with itself, having made the deal! Two flowers bloom, each telling its own story.

The Old Toad swam from the underground river to the Great Marsh, found the Dark Current Passage, and spun around all the way back to the Deep Water Area.

The Toad lowered the Great Anchor, and two Green Skin Frog gathered around, croaking loudly.

"Elder, Elder, does the Frog Clan really have a base on land?"

"Can I go to the outpost?"

The Old Toad didn't have time to answer Da Pang Er Pang. He pointed to an even bigger Green Skin Frog and said, "Da Pang, you swim fast, take me home!"

"Ah, what's the Elder going back for?"

"Go back and get the fish! Support the future of the Frog Clan!"

The Er Pang Da Pang men looked at each other, their hearts filled with horror.

Damn it, the old tree has blossomed!

The Elder is Treasure Toad among the Frog Clan. He is born with a strong ability to find treasure and has a long lifespan, but he is also notoriously stingy.

Aside from being the Great King when we were little, I've never seen it drop money into anyone's pocket!

Even the Toad was quite surprised, wondering how the Fat Catfish had managed to do that.

What are you standing there for?

The Old Toad pounced on the Da Pang's back, grabbed the Green Skin Frog's head, and pointed it into the distance.

"Set off!"

"Elder, hold on tight!"

Da Pang didn't dare to hesitate. He jumped with all his might, breaking through the water and disappearing into the distance.

In less than twenty breaths, the Da Pang carried the Elder on his back and floated in the water, with a dense cluster of caves appearing beneath him.

Just as it was about to land, it suddenly remembered something, darted away a short distance, and when its speed completely decreased, it floated down and landed gracefully, only kicking up a little dust.

It proudly straightened its body, waiting for the Elder's praise, but instead received several sharp raps on the head!

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

As the Old Toad turned around, he slapped Da Pang's head hard, jumped down, and hurried back, not even responding to the greeting from the Beautiful Frog at the village entrance.

"Why!"

The Da Pang collapsed to the ground.

Frog is tired.

At the cave entrance, the sprawling vines automatically retracted, and the Old Toad burrowed inside, revealing a suddenly open view.

The entire cave is well-arranged, with vines emitting a fluorescent glow, making it much more beautiful than the Toad. It is divided into six levels, with the top level being a bedroom, and below that are treasures.

The fifth shelf is filled with antique wooden bookshelves, and the pages of the books inside, even when soaked in water, show no signs of deformation or wrinkling.

After pondering for a long time, the Old Toad jumped to the fourth floor, opened the door, and found colorful Treasure Fish swimming inside the hollowed-out room formed by vines.

It frowned, looked left and right, compared them repeatedly, picked out the smallest one, ran back to the first floor, rummaged through a pile of stones, gold and silver, broken armor, and picked out something that looked like a tortoise shell.

Is this enough?

The Old Toad asked and answered himself, nodding vigorously.

"Enough!"