I Can Bring In-game Items Out-Chapter 106 This temptation is a bit strong

The Temptation is Strong

The Totem Pole was put into place, the curved bone spike fit perfectly, holding it securely.

Great, no need to tie it with rope.

The caravan set off quickly.

The journey that followed was surprisingly smooth.

Though eventually, some stubborn Wilderness Wolves started to trail behind, but they gathered much slower than before, clearly indicating that there weren’t many Wilderness Wolves around here.

By the time dusk was approaching, there were only about a thousand of them, though a high-level fierce beast, a Wilderness Savage Wolf, did appear. Once this thing goes into a frenzy, it’s stronger than that Wilderness Wind Wolf.

However, at this time, they could already see the Wolf Fang Pass of the Wugubu Tribe.

"Finally back."

Before nightfall, the caravan smoothly entered Wolf Fang Pass.

"Wow, come and see, there’s a big discovery." On the Wolf Fang Pass side, many players had already logged in and started shouting when they saw the team arriving.

"Wow, so many heads!"

"So ugly!"

"Oh my god, it’s Brother Immortal! Indeed, it was Brother Immortal who brought them."

"Damn, there’s a bunch of players? Never seen them before, could they be from somewhere else?"

...!

Beep: Congratulations on completing the escort mission, the reward has been substituted.

Beep: With the arrival of the Multi-Head Tribe caravan, as the Wolf Fang Pass Guardian Witch, do you allow them entry?

Tip 1: Allowing entry means you will bear certain responsibilities if any hostile infiltrators are among them and cause trouble.

Tip 2: Not allowing entry could result in a decrease in friendliness from allied tribes, leading to negative consequences.

"Allow!"

Small Knife made the choice, striding forward without stopping.

"Brother Dao, finally seeing you, I’ve missed you like crazy." Coming quickly was Slutty Mouth, this insensitive guy, doesn’t he know that I’m eager to go home!

Whether Xiu’Er is important or not doesn’t matter, just want to go home, want my Witch Residence.

So Small Knife didn’t stop his pace, impatiently saying, "Speak straight."

"Damn!"

Small Knife soon stopped and looked helplessly at Slutty Mouth.

"Alright, speak straight, why are you crying."

Small Knife was really helpless, you’re a grown man, in a game, with so many players watching, why are you crying, acting like I wronged you somehow.

Looking at the tear-stained face of Slutty Mouth, Small Knife was truly speechless.

"The, the pet’s having problems, trouble, trouble you to take a look at it, I, I collected money for it." Slutty Mouth’s tears were flowing incessantly, and his speech started to stammer.

"Damn, you collected money for this too, whether what you sold gets sick or not, none of my business." Small Knife started cursing.

"Xiaoli, Xiaoli finally agreed to abort the child, but wants me to come up with some money to prove I have the ability to support her, then she’ll cut ties with her ex-boyfriend." Slutty Mouth cried even harder.

"I!" Small Knife was momentarily speechless.

"Daddy, please." Slutty Mouth kept crying.

Subconsciously flinching, "Don’t, for your kind, it would be better for the world if you just shot it at the wall." Small Knife waved his hand quickly.

"Alright, alright! I’ll go take a look, just have some arrangements to make, but you wait for an hour, but don’t shout again, otherwise no more supplies for you."

Saying this, Small Knife left and entered the stone courtyard.

Slutty Mouth’s tears flowed even more.

Slap! He slapped himself in the face.

"You’re not human, selling out everything for money."

"Slap! You finally met someone who sees you as a human, and look at what you’ve done."

Slap!

...!

"Master brother’s back." Inside the courtyard, the delighted Xiu’Er immediately came forward.

"Haha! I’m back, I’m back." Small Knife laughed, picked up Xiu’Er and spun in a circle, nothing beats being home.

Shortly after, however, his mood soured a bit.

A tall rooster strutted past, casting an arrogant glance, its gaze seemed disdainful?

The tall rooster was followed closely on both sides by slightly shorter hens, and a bunch of clucking hens trying to gather around but seemingly too frightened.

"Keep them in, don’t let them out of the coop, I’m allergic to roosters." Small Knife’s mood immediately worsened.

With these creatures around, even the spacious courtyard seemed a bit cramped.

The courtyard smelled pleasantly fresh, seemingly not just one scent, one was particularly fragrant, making him subconsciously drool a little.

Hmm!

Small Knife looked over.

Fruits had grown?

What’s going on?

In the field, Big Soldier planted various crops, many from seeds Small Knife found in reality.

They could be used as feed or side dishes.

Occasional vegetables for balanced nutrition!

There were also transplanted Blood Spirit Grass, Clear Spirit Grass, and the like.

Other fruiting plants aside, that was clearly a bean vine, Small Knife recognized it, yet round, blood-red fruits with a fragrance grew on it?

Not only that, did several other plants yield fruits as well?

What on earth?

He took a closer look.

The poor land had actually upgraded to fertile land, these crops mutated? Affected by the Bloodthirsty Vine?

The fruits they bore were surprisingly good, consuming them could increase from a few points to Level 10 points of experience, each with different effects; some attracting beasts, some attracting snakes, some attracting ghosts, and some people, one of them was most fragrant.

Of course, most of them attracted wolves.

All these fruits looked similar, all blood-red.

Hmm?

Where’s the Bloodthirsty Vine?

Why is it missing?

Small Knife took a closer look, damn.

The Bloodthirsty Vine was sprawled on the ground, like long blood-red snakes, thinned quite a bit, hidden within the lush plants, it used to be as thick as a sea bowl.

What happened?

Skill: Body Shaping?

Probably this.

Damn, it really successfully slimmed down?

Except for the necessary fierce beast meat left, the rest was consumed by the Bloodthirsty Vine, leveling up rapidly, gaining many strange skills.

Body Shaping was among them, along with Symbiosis? Ghost Eater? Something like that?

These skills were quite interesting.

An hour later, a huge figure jumped out from the wall.

It was the Black King, having not ridden for a long time, it was meatier and more comfortable than riding a Bone Horse.

He pressed his hand on the stone wall, retrieving the Witch Residence.

"Slutty Mouth! I’m here, still too soft-hearted, wasting precious time on you, but now I can’t find you?"

"Brother Dao, I’m here." A voice came from nearby.

"Damn, your face got fatter, and there are more handprints, I couldn’t recognize you for a moment." Small Knife chuckled, feeling something was a bit off.

But too lazy to think about it.

Casting out Secret Bone Powder casually, summoning the Bone Horse.

"Hurry up and get on, don’t waste time, my time is valuable." Small Knife said directly.

The two mounted and sped off into the distance.

"Got it! Haha, Brother Immortal is definitely doomed this time, we even managed to slay a god, haha." A player laughed, then quickly logged off.

Making a call in real life: "It’s done! Target Brother Immortal is heading for the tribe."

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