"I am a confused little bear~~~~~~~~~~~but I am walking in the field of hope~~~~~~~~~~~~~"
In the dead of night, Volibear was still sitting in the cage car. There was no sound around him. The mercenaries had worked hard all day and had already fallen asleep. There were only a few vague watchdogs at the edge.
Patrolling the corners, but this has nothing to do with our protagonist, because it......
Gu.........
A loud sound came from the abdomen of Volibear, who was singing an unknown song. He hadn't eaten anything for almost two days, and his stomach growled with hunger.
"Prisoners also need to be fed. These people are really going too far. I am worth much more than the prisoners, right?"
It shook its head in a self-consoling manner and said a few wisecracks, but the hunger in its belly could not be reduced by half. It now misses all the junk fast food on earth, Kentucky Duck, Madonna, and even a bowl of gutter oil fried rice.
Okay, although it doesn’t feel good to eat, at least it can fill your stomach.
"Damn it...Damn it..." Because he was so hungry that he couldn't sleep even if he lay down. The angry Volibear used his huge bear claws to scratch hard.
He clung to the bars of the cage and twisted violently.
"If you want me to catch you, see if I don't twist you into a knot... just like this railing..."
As he spoke, he twisted his hands vigorously, and the specially made stainless steel railings changed into various shapes like plasticine in his giant palms...
Huh? Is there something wrong?
Railing? Twist? Twist? Railing? No!
It took Volibear a full 10 seconds to react. In the darkness, it looked intently and saw that the bars of the steel cage that had imprisoned it for a long time had been twisted out of shape by its hands.
"My body seems to be able to move, but...do I have such great strength in the first place?"
Volibear moved his hands and feet. The soft and weak feeling during the day had completely faded away. What was left was the explosive power that filled every corner of the body. In its feeling, every muscle and nerve in the body was...
As strong as a giant dragon, its already huge body seems to contain a huge force that can topple the earth.
It's totally wrong, it's impossible...
Although Volibear's new soul has just arrived in this world for less than a day, after integrating the memory of the original giant bear, it can be said that it is very clear about its own body. The power of the bear is indeed very huge, but it is definitely not
It may be that these specially customized iron cages can be twisted as easily as twisting noodles, and it is even impossible to cause any damage to the cage.
You must know that these cages are not only made of fine steel, but also have special arcane magicians attach strong runes to them. Even the most powerful bear man Lao Hei in Volibear's original tribe would have to destroy such a cage.
The cage will inevitably make a lot of noise, and it is impossible to destroy it so easily.
In fact, he also overheard a piece of information from the mercenaries around him during the day, that is, the effect of the hypnotic potion used by the mercenary group on him can last for five days, and this is only the second day after he was captured.
Theoretically, it would take three days of sluggishness to slowly regain strength, so the mercenaries dared to relax their supervision of Volibear so much, and just threw him in the cage like this, without even a guard around him.
"Forget it, it's a blessing, not a curse. It's a curse that you can't avoid. Filling your stomach first is the key."
Although he knew that his body had undergone some amazing changes, the current hunger was the urgent problem that needed to be solved. Volibear didn't bother to think about it, and directly stretched out his claws and gently pulled open the iron cage that trapped him.
He made a hole and climbed out gently.
In the dark night, Volibear's huge body quickly shuttled through tents of various sizes. When he got out of the cage and stretched his legs and started to move, he discovered that although his body looked heavy, it was unexpectedly light and moved easily.
Very quickly, it felt like it was not a two-meter-tall, 400-kilogram bear, but a kitten that could dance on people's palms.
Relying on his particularly sensitive nose as a guide, within a few minutes, Volibear found a place to store food among the numerous tents and goods. What was terrifying was that when he climbed out of the cage and passed by countless people's tents, Volibear
Libel didn't even make a sound, and arrived at his destination as lightly as a breeze.
"Huh, hey, I've been hungry for so long, it's time to show my real appetite!"
With barrels of cured meats, sun-dried vegetables, hanging piles of sausages, and white bread, Volibear was like a tiger swarming a flock of sheep, feeding a dozen adults for a day.
Food kept stuffing into his big mouth.
"Hiccup... These guys really know how to enjoy themselves. They even have wine. Really, it's not good to drink on the road. I'll drink it for you."
After starving to death, he ate two large barrels of cured meat and nearly a hundred hanging sausages. For the sake of health, Volibear, who barely ate eight cents full, opened a barrel of rum that mercenaries often drank, and hugged him.
He filled the big bucket half a man's height and started filling it up.
Click! The drained rum barrel was broken into pieces by Volibear's giant palm like a matchbox. After he was full of wine and food, he lay in the middle of the tent where cups and plates were scattered, closed his eyes, and thought.
, how to face this situation now.
To be fair, if he wanted to run away, it wouldn't be a problem with his current skills. Since he could come and go in such a large camp silently (although there are also reasons why the mercenaries relaxed their supervision), even if
There were several hunting dogs patrolling the camp, and Volibear was confident enough to leave safely, but was that all?
"How is that possible, bastard."
Of course, it is impossible to leave like this. As a young man who grew up in modern times, Volibear can be said to hate human traffickers deeply, because the existence of these animals has caused countless tragic families, and he himself has traveled through time and space.
When he arrived in another world, he became their victim. Not to mention being tortured, he was starved for at least two days. Whether it was emotional or rational, Volibear could not find a reason to leave like this.
In fact, the main reason is that he was originally a passionate middle-schooler with a full sense of justice, who fantasized about saving the world all day long. But now he finally has two brushes, and the bad guys are still in front of him. If he backs down at this time, he will
How dare you call yourself a passionate young man?
What should I do......attack them while it's still late at night?
Recalling that he had just passed through the crowd silently without anyone noticing, Volibear was a little moved, but immediately gave up the idea.
Although he was hiding and they were hiding, he didn't know enough about the enemy's intelligence. How many people were there in this group of mercenaries? How many masters were there? It was completely unclear.
Not to mention anything else, the mercenary captain I saw today probably already has enough strength to kill him. He is 100% a pure fighting profession and not an ordinary hooligan. For ordinary people,
Generally speaking, the regular combat-type professions are almost all based on powerful characters who can block hundreds of enemies.
Even in Volibear's hometown, only Black Blind Man had defeated a real warrior single-handedly, and Black Blind Man even paid the price of his eyes. Before, the original Volibear and the blind Black Man
When the blind man fought, he was easily knocked down by the black blind man. This shows the power of the fighting profession. Although Volibear's power has increased a lot for no apparent reason, he is still unwilling to start a fight with a random warrior.
How about going to the law enforcement team to help arrest this group of mercenaries? No matter how you look at it, what these people are doing is obviously illegal. Volibear doesn't know what the other goods are, but just his own goods
It already constitutes a felony.
Judging from Volibear's past memories, auction houses in almost all countries on the continent prohibit the sale of intelligent creatures, whether they are humans, half-humans, or strange races such as elves and goblins.
It is an intelligent creature. If you sell it, it will be a serious crime. The business may be closed down and you will be fined a heavy sum that can bankrupt you. The worst case may be your home confiscated or even sentenced to death.
In particular, the Giant Chamber of Commerce, which controls the lifeline of the mainland's economy, has issued a ban, severely cracking down on the sale of all intelligent creatures, and strictly prohibiting all auction houses from trading intelligent creatures. Therefore, it is impossible to see an auction in a regular auction house on the mainland.
A bear.
If someone gets tired of living and wants to make trouble with the Giant Chamber of Commerce, this will mean that your business will soon be blown into ruins by a group of giant robots falling from the sky.
In order to implement this prohibition, the Giant Chamber of Commerce has law enforcement reporting agencies in various cities. Once verified, action will be taken immediately. If Volibear wants to seek help, the Giant Chamber of Commerce is a good choice.
But if you want to ask the law enforcement team to help, you will run into another problem, that is, Volibear has no idea where to take them to find this caravan.
Because it is obvious that he is now in a truck fleet. This illegal truck fleet must be moving. Volibear is also in a strange place now, so he definitely doesn't know what is around here.
After all, in my memory, this bear man has never been to any other place except the misty forest.
So, if Volibear goes to find the law enforcement team and is unlucky and takes a few days to find it, he will definitely be in vain when he comes back here, and he doesn't know the destination of this convoy, so it will be difficult to have a chance to find it.
punish them.
Destination…………Destination…………
Where are these bastards going...
Since it is an illegal auction house, it will definitely not be easily found, and it will be difficult to reveal any tricks...
Huh? Just when it was concentrating on thinking, a super bold idea suddenly popped into its head.
"It seems a bit dangerous to do this, but if it succeeds, the benefits will be far from being comparable to solving such a small mercenary group..."
Volibear walked out of the tent filled with food, looked at the direction he came from, and made up his mind.
If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cubs. If you keep looking forward and backward when doing things, you probably won't achieve anything big.
He quickly thought of his next plan, but before executing this very risky plan, Volibear seemed to have one more thing to do.
The bearman's sense of smell is very sensitive. This is what happened after Volibear greatly improved his physical fitness for some inexplicable reasons. He easily found a tent through the smell, and a thin man was lying in it, sleeping soundly.
tent.
That's right, what Volibear wants to do is very simple. Give this skinny guy who has been so "enthusiastic" in entertaining him the past few days an equally "enthusiastic" return gift. Although it won't kill him, at least he will get a beating.
It was inevitable. Volibear secretly opened the curtain of the tent. In the darkness, his eyes could still see things clearly, just like a cat. Then he gently lifted the thin man from the tent like a basket of vegetables.
One of the three people sleeping in various places was taken out.
He found a roll of blankets from where the food had been piled. This was originally used to cover bread to prevent it from getting wet. Volibear first wrapped the thin man in the blanket, and then used his giant claws to hold his throat and let him go.
He couldn't make any sound for a while, and finally he picked up his other giant claw, made a fist and punched the thin man in the belly.
"Woo!!!!"
Although Volibear had tried his best to move his hands as gently as possible, his huge force still acted on the skinny man through the blanket. Suddenly, the skinny man bent up like a shrimp, his eyes widened, and he uttered something vague.
sound.
Pounce, pounce, pounce, Volibear punched three different parts in a row, hitting the thin man so hard that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven. He was dizzy from the pain repeatedly and woke up again from the beating. His saliva and tears were mixed together.
The blanket was stained and a little wet.
Who made me so magnanimous... Volibear finally hit him hard on the back of the head, then lifted up the blanket, picked up the twitching thin man lying on the ground, and took him back to where he was originally.
Tent, although there will be no danger to life if this beating continues, at least internal injuries are certain...
Having exhausted his anger, Volibear still returned to the large cage where he was imprisoned in the center of the camp in the quiet night, climbed in gently, and used his huge grip to forcefully twist the bent steel railings.
He returned to his original state, lay down in the cage and began to sleep soundly...