The buildings in the courtyard are ten meters high.
Divided into three levels.
Each floor is one hundred and eighty square meters, with no redundant furnishings, making it spacious and bright.
However, the above-ground part of the building is obviously much more cramped than the underground part.
The underground part is also divided into three levels.
Each floor is nearly 200 square meters, with a floor height of ten meters. In addition, the lights inside are brightly lit, making people feel a sense of vastness as soon as they enter.
Speaking of which, Ye Chong was very happy, delighted and secretly frightened when he was led by a hospitable man of about thirty years old to visit the ground part of the building.
But when he was led to visit the underground part, he saw the door slam shut behind him, and there were seven or eight strange-looking fox-men following behind him, which immediately made him a little nervous.
He even regretted it a little.
Maybe it would be better to raise your fist at first.
But now there is no solution.
He could only force himself to remain calm and move forward step by step.
What else to do?
Do it now?
The door is closed.
There were also a bunch of foxmen behind them.
I don’t know if there is anyone guarding the gate. Anyway, there are quite a few people in front of me. The further down I go, the more fox-men there are.
Are you seeking death by taking action at this time?
"Haha," Ye Chong couldn't help but smile and looked at the thirty-year-old man next to him, "Look at my nose, why can't I seem to smell the smell of mutton skewers?"
"No hurry, no hurry, the mutton skewers are not delicious when they are cold. They are being heated up and will be brought down in a moment." A man in his thirties wearing rags grinned, "How do you think?
Brothers of the Dog Clan, what do you think of the meeting hall and training ground in our Fox Village?"
"Wolf clan." Ye Chong smiled.
"Yes, yes, yes, look at my memory," a man in his thirties wearing rags raised his hand and patted his head, "They are wolf brothers, wolf brothers."
"Fox Village looks grand and impressive from the outside," Ye Chong laughed and continued, "I didn't expect that this underground part is the real foundation of Fox Village.
From this point of view, fox-men are a bit higher than us dogs...werewolves."
"Haha, brothers of the wolf tribe are too modest." A man in his thirties wearing tattered clothes waved his hand, "I heard that most of the tribes in your wolf tribe like nomadic migration and don't like to live in a corner.
of.
However, the Beast God called on all tribes to carry out the third-level construction of villages, towns and cities as soon as possible. Presumably the wolf tribe will also respond to the call as soon as possible and settle down.
At that time, brothers can also marry a wife, build a big house, and live a good life in peace and contentment."
"Okay, okay," Ye Chong said with a smile on his face and rubbed his hands together, looking extremely excited. "Can I borrow my good words? If I really build a house in the future, I will definitely invite you to come over for a drink."
"Haha," the thirty-year-old man in tattered clothes grinned, "But? I think it won't be that troublesome.
If the wolf brothers really want to treat me to a drink, it would be better to choose a different day, just today."
"This..." Ye Chong's face was startled, and he was obviously a little confused. "I came in a hurry? I didn't bring any wine? I didn't bring any gifts. How can I invite you to drink?"
"Haha, we have wine here," the thirty-year-old man in rags laughed, "You just need to bring meat."
"What?" Ye Chong spread his hands, "I didn't bring any meat."
"Haha," the thirty-year-old man in rags grinned, his fangs emitting a faint cold light, "The good dog meat on your body...isn't it considered meat?"
"Damn it," Ye Chong was furious in an instant, "You have delicious roast mutton to eat, but you still want to eat me?"
"Roast mutton?" The thirty-year-old man in rags curled his lips, then stuck out his tongue and licked the saliva that was about to drip from the corner of his mouth, "You mean rat meat sprayed with sheep urine?
hey-hey.
That taste is pretty good too.
It's just too little.
Not enough to eat.”
"What?" Ye Chong asked confused, "Is this how your kebabs are made?"
"Nonsense, otherwise, how could there be so many big fat sheep to eat around here?" A man in his thirties dressed in rags curled his lips, "But it's a pity that so much sheep urine was wasted to attract such a thing from you.
It’s a big wolfdog, but it has too little meat.”
"..." Ye Chong pressed his back against the wall, "Fuck, so it turns out that you roast mutton not for eating, but as bait to lure prey?
Could it be...
Aren't you afraid that the beast god will kill your whole village if he finds out?"
"Haha, what a stupid stray dog," a thirty-year-old man in rags looked up to the sky and laughed, "We have hundreds of millions of beasts, do you think the beast god can control them even if he wants to?
What's more, why would the Beast God waste his precious time on this?"
"My meat doesn't taste good, can you stop eating me?" Ye Chong shrank and looked eagerly at the thirty-year-old man wearing rags and the seven or eight fierce-looking fox men behind him.
roar!
Hoho!
Ho ho ho!
Several fox-men let out threatening roars at the same time.
"Dog meat doesn't taste good?" a thirty-year-old man wearing rags laughed loudly, "Dog meat is fragrant meat.
Even many people in the human race are salivating and praising this delicious food.
hey-hey.
I haven't tasted such delicious food since I transformed.
Today, your dog tribe brother invites me to eat your meat, not bad, not bad, very good, very good."
After he finished speaking, the man in his thirties, dressed in rags, bared his teeth and roared violently.
At the same time, the seven or eight fox orcs roared again and were about to take action.
At this time, all the originally hidden eye crystals of each fox man emerged, shining with a strange light.
It turned out that the thirty-year-old man in rags was an SS3-level mutant beast. Among the other eight fox-men, three were SS2-level mutant beasts, and the remaining five were SS1-level mutant beasts.
"If... if you... let me go today," Ye Chong said in panic, "I... I can guarantee... that I will find enough food for you every... every... day
, let...let you have enough to eat every day..."
"Haha, no need." The thirty-year-old man wearing rags laughed and said, "Brothers from the dog tribe, I believe you can find us food, but I would rather taste your meat.
hey-hey.
I can barely detect any breath from your body, and I don't even know your beast level.
What does this mean?
I said, brother of the dog clan, this shows that you are a piece of pure meat.
This thing is the most nourishing to the body and can even help us mutate.
Think about it, eating your meat... isn't it much better than eating those animal meats that have no nutrition?"