Xu Yi looked up at the small hill in the distance, which seemed rather out of place on the Black Rice Wasteland. Then he pointed at a haphazard cluster of wooden huts not far from it that looked like a small village and asked President Reilsa, "That should be the Worrel Werewolf Tribe, right?"
President Reilsa gave Xu Yi a surprised look. "President Xu, how did you know? Have you actually visited the Black Rice Tribe before?"
"No, but I know there's something good near the Worrel Werewolf Tribe." Xu Yi smiled faintly and pointed at the little hill as he addressed President Cruz. "Didn't you just say you couldn't understand what we'd gain by building a road right up to a Beastman tribe's doorstep? Well, let me tell you: digging out even a little of what's beneath that hill would earn us enough to cover the cost of an entire road."
President Cruz and President Reilsa both looked at the unremarkable hill in the distance. President Reilsa shook his head. "I've been here so many times, but I've never heard of any treasure buried under that lousy little hill."
"Exactly. If there really were anything valuable, wouldn't the Beastmen of this werewolf tribe have dug it up and sold it ages ago? Why would they wait for you to come along?" President Cruz looked equally skeptical.
"First, they don't have the ability to dig up the treasure beneath it. Second, they don't even recognize it as treasure, so they wouldn't dig it up even if they could," Xu Yi said. "Now, I have both the ability to extract it and the knowledge of what it can be used for. Who else would it be waiting for, if not me?"
Seeing that Xu Yi didn't appear to be joking, President