This Lord is Very Scientific-Chapter 612 - 544: Old Friends of the Minotaur Chief (Vote Request!)

"Bang!"

A massive wild boar was slammed to the ground by a burly Minotaur Warrior, then several female Minotaurs immediately came forward to carry away the wild boar, which was as tall as two floors.

"You're back! Kesu!" Another Minotaur Warrior came forward to greet him: "Quite a good harvest!"

"Yeah... but lately it's getting harder and harder to hunt in the surrounding woods." The burly Minotaur Warrior shook his head and looked at the forest behind him: "Both our tribe and the Axe-tooth Tribe want to hunt more, so naturally there are fewer prey."

"Axe-tooth Tribe..." The other Minotaur Warrior widened his eyes, spewing white steam from his nostrils: "Damn Axe-tooth Tribe, I'll kill all their warriors and steal all their beauties..."

"Shut up!"

Just then, a terrifying roar came from afar, as if an ancient beast was bellowing in anger.

The two Minotaur Warriors looked over, immediately lowered their heads and stood still: "Chieftain!"

They saw a tall Minotaur carrying a Tyrannosaurus with a broken neck walking towards them, each step leaving a footprint, causing the ground to slightly tremble.

A level fifteen Tyrannosaurus!

The ruler of some mountain forest nearby!

These two Minotaurs naturally knew this Tyrannosaurus, but they didn't expect the ruler of the forest to be killed by their Chieftain!

Then, the Minotaurs from the tribe ran out joyfully, dancing with excitement.

"Chieftain! Mighty Chieftain! The strongest Minotaur!"

"Meat! Endless meat! Dinosaur meat!"

"Oh oh oh oh oh!"

"I want to eat dragon penis! Of course, after the Chieftain has eaten!"

This Tyrannosaurus was very powerful but also very cunning, never confronting their Chieftain directly, but as long as less powerful Minotaurs entered, they would be injured, and if they couldn't escape, they might be killed.

Their Chieftain came over and threw the Tyrannosaurus on the ground, causing the ground to tremble again.

Then the Chieftain gave each of them a thump on the nape and jokingly scolded: "Who allowed you to curse that old thing from Axe-tooth? Humph, in all of Naseng, only I can curse!"

The Minotaur Warrior who initially carried back the wild boar rubbed his painful nape and said foolishly: "Can't even the Insomnia Emperor be cursed?"

The Chieftain paused, scratched his thick chest hair, and then spoke: "Of course, a strong figure like the Insomnia Emperor can be cursed too!"

Minotaur Warrior: "Ah? So the Sun God can't be cursed?"

Chieftain: "Although the Sun God is despicable, he is also strong..."

"Chieftain, what about the Five-Colored Dragon Mother? And the Moon Goddess, oh yes, and the Eternal Freeze Court..."

"Enough! I told you to shut up! Damn it, anyone can curse Axe-tooth, alright? Sure enough, Lin Ke was right, you've read too few books!"

"But Chieftain, you can't read either! Every time you only look at comic books..."

"Smack!"

The Minotaur Warrior's nape was thumped again, and then the Chieftain grumbled as he entered the house.

Meanwhile, behind the Minotaur Chieftain, other warriors returned in succession, and upon seeing the Chieftain's harvest, they couldn't help but rejoice.

The death of this Tyrannosaurus meant their tribe had gained another hunting ground!

Once the Chieftain returned to the house, he carefully washed his hands, covered in black mud and dust, and then impatiently sat cross-legged, taking a book from a wooden cabinet.

The book seemed like a kitten paw in an elephant's palm compared to his hands, small and fragile.

So he washed his hands clean, dried the water, and carefully opened the book.

Inside were comic panels.

"This swordsman named Han Li is truly amazing..." The Minotaur Chieftain delightedly read the comic, even protecting it with magic power, afraid of damaging it anywhere.

He learned many things from this book called "Mortal Mage Chronicles"!

Things like pretending to be weak and deceiving the enemy.

That's how that cunning Tyrannosaurus was successfully lured and killed by him.

The author of this comic is the pioneer of this new form of art—Lin Ke! 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

Who was also his ally when they fought together on the Faser Plane!

The Minotaur Chieftain admired this old friend from the depths of his heart.

The Minotaur race always admired the strong and the wise!

Just as the Elephant-man always revered "big," "vast," and "even bigger"!

Minotaurs respect the strong, and even more so, beings with intelligence!

And his old friend Lin Ke?

Strong?

Perhaps it's hotly debated right now.

After all, the strength of humans is controversial.

Aside from a few exceptional humans, like the Insomnia Emperor, many humans can only rely on collective strength to be seen as "strong."

This is also why the Knights of humans are powerful.

The strong aren't the Knights, but the organized Knight Order.

The strength of Lin Ke, at least for now, is the strength of Lin Ke's Knight Order and the Great Wilderness Legion.

But the Minotaur Chieftain knows his old friend Lin Ke is still young.

In his twenties, even if multiplied several times, just over three hundred years old!

Reaching such a level at this age, how can those races that need a long lifespan to experience growth, maturity, completeness, and ultimate form even survive?

Lin Ke is too talented! Too strong!

He created an army himself, and is a genius with strong talents...

This already earns the respect of the Minotaur Race.

However, the Minotaur Chieftain gradually realized how shallow he was.

"Lin Ke, who invented comics, is truly the greatest person in Naseng's history!" The Minotaur Chieftain couldn't help but express admiration.

But just then, when he saw the swordsman Han Li transform into Li'er Feiyu, he suddenly felt an extremely powerful wave from afar.

"Is this... my old friend?"

The Minotaur Chieftain looked up towards the west, squinted his eyes, quickly put away the comic book, and exited the house, soaring into the sky.

He sped towards the direction emitting the strong energy.

Then in the air, he noticed other figures.

"Big Horn! It seems your bull nose is pretty sharp!"

Not far away, a Minotaur with one horn missing shouted at the Minotaur Chieftain.

The Chieftain of the Minotaur Tribe, Big Horn, was also known by other intelligent beings as Big Horn.

"Hmph, Axe-tooth, someday I'll steal your wife to give me calves!"

Chieftain Big Horn retorted unkindly.

Axe-tooth Tribe's Minotaur Chieftain widened his eyes and was about to fly over to punch Big Horn the next moment.

Big Horn's eyes were also as big as bronze bells, waving his fists as he charged forward.

"Alright! Let's go see that strong figure!"

At that moment, another tribe Chieftain in the area flew up, who was a completely black female Rabbitman.

The two Minotaur Chieftains snorted at each other, but stopped their attack.

"Big Horn, you seem to know who that is?"

The Black Rabbitman flew between the two Minotaur Chieftains and asked softly.

"Of course... that's my old friend!"