Little Minotaur

The rising heat enveloped the Desert Camel, evaporating the sweat from its nose.

Desert Camel never sweat, which is the foundation of their ability to survive in the desert. They only have a few sweat glands on the tip of their noses, but even this single point of sweating is uncontrollably releasing sweat.

This is dangerous; prolonged sweating will dehydrate them, and they simply can't control it.

What he couldn't control even more was his own eyes, which trembled violently, especially when he saw the blindly coiled Green-Tailed Snake on the Wasteland, which made him even more terrified and uneasy.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye, before anyone could even react. Those vicious human bandits turned into thin snakes, and then fell silent amidst their howls.

The culprit behind all of this was the young man in black robes who had already disappeared.

The Desert Camel weren't unsophisticated; they had seen powerful Mage and high-ranking warriors, but they had never seen anyone so easily wipe out a band of robbers.

Now, none of them understand why the young man only took three mages with him, sparing their lives.

At this moment, Li Ziran was sitting on a rock, staring blankly at the vast, boundless Wasteland. He could no longer stay with the camel caravan.

He casually patted the three Frog on his waist, somewhat dissatisfied. These were three human Mage; their Magic Gland could be sold for a few gold coins. As for those human bandits, although their brains were valuable, they weren't particularly Magic Organ, and in the end, they could only serve as spiritual sustenance for Li Ziran.

Li Ziran smiled. He liked the Wasteland, and even more so, he liked this life of wanton consumption. Unfortunately, the camels were very well-behaved.

Call!

Another gust of hot air from the Wasteland swept over us, but this air was no longer as scorching as the southern part of the Wasteland; it began to carry a hint of chill in the dry air.

This is the effect of the Ice Plains, proving that they have left the central region of the Wasteland and entered the Western Wasteland.

The yellow sand underfoot lessened, and the sky was no longer filled with cumulus clouds, but instead a clear blue sky.

The sky here is higher and bluer than the sky Li Ziran had ever seen, as if it had been washed with clear water, and rare white clouds can be seen. This is a phenomenon of Snow Element gathering. Although Fire Element is still the mainstream in the Tide at this time, other elements have also increased.

Li Ziran began to walk westward, and the red soil of the Wasteland gradually appeared on the ground, indicating that he had completely left the center of the Wasteland.

He found a rock to sit on. The Hippo Ancient City was still some distance away, and he wasn't very familiar with the western part of the Wasteland. At this point, hitchhiking was undoubtedly the best option.

Mmm!

Before long, a group of rhinoceroses, as big as trucks, came over, each with Minotaur sitting on its head.

This is Giant Rhinoceros, a well-known beast and a laborer. The Minotaur above it is clearly from a small tribe, and they should know some tricks for controlling rhinoceroses.

"Friend, just a short walk, it's the Hippo Ancient City," Li Ziran greeted him familiarly.

The leading Minotaur glanced at Li Ziran, and frowned when he saw that he was human. Clearly, they had some aversion to humans. However, when they saw the Healing Potion that Li Ziran was holding up, their expression became unnatural.

Magic potions are popular in both the western and eastern parts of the Wasteland.

"Go to the last row." The leading Minotaur took the potion and pointed to the calves in the back left row, where two minotaur Minotaur were riding.

Li Ziran didn't care; he was happy to hitch a ride. However, these Minotaur were not simple; there were about fifty adult Minotaur, more than thirty women, and more than forty juvenile Minotaur.

Few dared to wander freely across the Wasteland with women and children, as these were the easiest slaves to capture.

The Minotaur, in particular, has a lot of potential for development.

This kind of tribal migration is rarely seen in the East Wasteland. If there is one tribe, the Slave-Catching Group will capture one of them without exception.

Most of the Minotaur Tribe in the East Wasteland rely on cities and towns, mainly doing manual labor. Alternatively, after occupying a town, the adult Minotaur go out to work while the women and children stay behind.

Clearly, there are still significant differences between the cultures of the East and West.

Of course, the Minotaur leader was no ordinary person either; he had iridescent light in the corners of his eyes, a sign that his Battle Qi cultivation had reached a certain level, indicating that he was at least a high-level warrior.

Of course, this kind of warrior posed little threat to Li Ziran. If he really wanted to cause trouble, he wouldn't mind enriching his Spirit World.

This wasn't a caravan; it looked more like a group of laborers. In the Wasteland, there are groups that specialize in riding giant beasts to do hard labor.

These kinds of teams are usually quite wary and friendly. If Li Ziran hadn't offered Healing Potion, he probably wouldn't have been accepted at all.

"Where are you going?" Li Ziran asked with a smile, looking at the little Minotaur beside him.

The Minotaur turned away, not looking at Li Ziran.

"What's wrong? Did I upset you?" Li Ziran still smiled, after all, the other person was just a child.

The little Minotaur glanced at it again, but still didn't say anything.

Li Ziran was speechless. Was the Western Wasteland really this boring? He just wanted to learn about the local customs and pass the time; was it really necessary to be so xenophobic?

He casually pulled out a copper coin and placed it on the rhinoceros's back. "Here, take this. Tell me why you won't speak."

The little Minotaur glanced at the copper coin, then at Minotaur leader, quickly bent over, and shoved the coin into his pocket. He then whispered, "The chieftain said that humans are all big liars. If you talk to them, they'll kidnap us and sell us into slavery."

Li Ziran was speechless. This was clearly just something to scare a child, but he never expected that the little Minotaur would take it seriously. He didn't even use his brain to think that if humans relied on kidnapping two little Minotaur to survive, they would starve to death.

"Then you can talk to me now," Li Ziran chuckled.

The little Minotaur realized he'd been tricked, quickly covered his mouth, and turned away.

This silly look amused Li Ziran, who casually took out another copper coin and placed it on his back. But this time, the little Minotaur didn't take it; instead, he closed his eyes tightly, as if relying on his strong willpower to resist the temptation.

"Don't want it?" Li Ziran flicked the copper coin, making a clanging sound, but the little Minotaur didn't react at all. This kid has guts. But Li Ziran had his own methods. "Oh, I remember now, you just spoke to me. It seems I have to tell your chieftain." Saying this, he pretended to stand up.

"You dare!" The little Minotaur seemed startled and reflexively jumped in front of Li Ziran, trying to block his way.

"Oh, why wouldn't you dare?"

"You... you... you..." The little Minotaur pointed at Li Ziran for a long time, but couldn't get the rest of the sentence out. Provoked like this, his eyes were already red and he looked like he was about to cry.

This sight amused Li Ziran. He had only meant to scare them, and even if he was just telling them something, the clan chief would have to listen. "Alright, alright, I won't complain anymore. But you have to tell me where you're going."

Upon hearing that no one would complain, the little Minotaur breathed a sigh of relief and sat down on the rhinoceros's back, "The chieftain said that we're going to Snow Woman Lake, just past Hippo Ancient City. They're building an altar there and need a lot of laborers."

Li Ziran had never heard of Snow Woman Lake, but she knew about Snow Woman, a tribe of Goblins, mostly women. They possessed two unique organs: their skin, which could absorb Snow Element from the Elemental Tide, transforming themselves into snowflakes to hide in blizzards. This kind of naturally shape-shifting skin was extremely rare. Their lungs could convert absorbed elements into snow explosions, creating unique magical attacks.

Snow Woman are born into a magical race, but their attributes are singular. However, once they master the method of compressing elements, they can be considered powerful.

The Snow Woman's most famous act on the Red Soil Continent was the Forbidden Spell 'Endless Snow' unleashed during World War II, which buried an entire Demon Legion with endless snowflakes.

However, this race is very rare and rarely captured. Due to their low fertility and strict environmental requirements, they are now seldom seen in the slave market. Generally, their skin is the most valuable item, and the Snow Woman Cloak made by the Dwarf alchemist is considered a relatively expensive magical item.

"Are there many Snow Woman at Snow Woman Lake?" Li Ziran inquired.

While modifying the Butterfly Girl's organs, Li Ziran had always wanted a special skin, but unfortunately, Sandrew's slave inventory didn't have one.

While raising Demon is one business venture, since Li Ziran can also improve his appearance and body shape, why not earn some extra money for himself?

If there are enough Snow Woman, then he might as well buy some from the Slave-Catching Group.

More importantly, there must be another kind of spirit living next to the Snow Woman, the Snow Monster.

This is a kind of spirit, its entire body is made of hard frozen soil, and it can blend into the rocks. This spirit has a unique nose, which is said to be able to distinguish more than 6,000 different scents. Apart from the infamous Hellhound, it can be considered second only to it.

The nose is the source of the sense of smell. A good nose can often solve many problems, especially for researchers like Li Ziran, who can identify many pharmaceutical ingredients.

If there were Snow Monster nose here, Li Ziran want to have one transplanted on himself.

"Yes, there are many, almost several hundred. They occupy the entire Snow Woman Lake. This time, the Snow Woman is holding a sacrifice, and the altar they built is huge." The little Minotaur said according to his own ideas, "Do you want to find hard labor? They need a lot of people over there, so you won't have to worry about work."

Hundreds?

This tribe is quite large; no wonder it's called Hippo Ancient City, they have a lot of this rare ethnic group.

We've really come to the right place this time.

However, does he seem like the kind of person who lacks work? In the mind of this little Minotaur, having work to do is probably the greatest satisfaction.

Are you short of work?

"Of course, the chieftain said that it would be great if we could work for half a year. He told us to train a lot on weekdays so that we would have the strength to work and no one would complain. Besides, I can already be a key member of the tribe. Look, I have my own mount, and it will grow with me."

"That's pretty good!" Li Ziran patted the other man on the shoulder, but he didn't think it was anything special. Minotaur are pure warriors who rely on the Battle Qi in their bloodline. This little Minotaur in front of him obviously hadn't awakened Battle Qi, which proved that his future achievements would only be manual labor.

"I didn't realize you were already such a young man. By the way, have you gotten married yet?"

These words seemed to spur the little Minotaur; his eyes instantly hardened, like a bull in heat. But considering the difficulty of the task, his enthusiasm seemed to be extinguished, and he said in a low voice, "That's very expensive; I need to save up."

She glanced at the strong Minotaur woman in the center, then lowered her head shyly.

Li Ziran was speechless. This kind of aesthetic sense?

Still need to save money?

Serves you right!