"There are dozens of ethnic groups participating in this competition."
"I'm thinking, there are dozens of ethnic groups left to divide up the remaining twelve boxes..."
"It's impossible for one ethnic group to cover them all, right?"
"Then the champion of the treasure hunt competition is not the warrior who found eight boxes by himself?"
"The result is so obvious... There's no need for me to wait over there, right?"
"Let's report the winning clan in advance and go to the big shots of their clan to get some luck..."
"It's not in vain that I go back and forth like this, isn't it?"
This makes so much sense, the treasure hunting area is not a good place to go.
Those who can run to that place and return the letter are not just going there with this intention.
"So...you've been talking for a long time, who is this super powerful ethnic group?"
"Is it the pasture of the grassland? Or the swamp of the swamp?"
No one would guess that it was Shui Bo Yu.
If the people over there talk about fish farming, they must be number one.
But when it comes to combat effectiveness and bloodiness...
The person who reported the news answered very loudly: "It's the clan of beast gods! A large tribe called the clan of beast gods."
"The warriors are all very strong and strong... Their physiques look as majestic as lions on the grassland!"
The messenger was so excited that he thought this group was his own tribe.
Mai Fan choked... Sure enough, his worries became reality.
The wizards standing around him all looked at him with very strange eyes.
So what is going on with this ethnic group... From wizards to warriors, are all individuals with superior physical strength to ordinary people?
Mai Fan couldn't act too uncharacteristically under the gaze of everyone.
He waved to the messenger very happily: "The clan of the beast god? It is a clan favored by the great beast god I serve."
"This is also a normal thing."
"Before the game started, I made the most sincere prayer for the warriors in the tribe..."
"I think it must be the beast god who heard my sincere request and gave me his most sincere blessing."
"Look, with the blessing of the beast god, what extraordinary achievements our warriors have achieved."
"Thank you to the Beast God for his blessings to us, and also to the organizer and other ethnic groups for taking care of us."
"Winning the championship is really an honor."
"I just don't know, what further benefits will winning this championship bring to our beast god clan?"
Well, don't talk about any miracles.
We are all wizards, who doesn’t know who the other is?
Just tell me if the warriors of your tribe can fight.
These wizards then thought about it...this kid's tribe was brought from the forest land with the most complicated environment.
Then there is an explanation for this situation.
The fighting power of the people from that area is really far superior to the ethnic groups in other peripheral areas.
This kind of result is also expected, not exaggerated to the point of jaw-dropping...
After a short period of emotion, everyone was left with only a too simple sigh for this witch.
This is a person who truly believes that God is caring for mankind...
Gods and humans are just dependent on each other and use each other...
"So, thank you for your report...Look, what do you want?"
While Mai Fan was speaking, he took out two things from his arms and let the messenger choose.
One is a common currency used at exchange meetings...
This is a small shellfish that only grows around Crocodile Lake.
The shells of this shellfish emit rainbow-like colors under sunlight.
Depending on the angle, the colors are constantly changing and flowing.
It is precisely because of the scarcity of this shell that it has become a common currency at exchange meetings.
Because it is absolutely impossible to collect such small shellfish if you rely solely on your own strength.
What large groups can collect in large quantities, so far, only a few groups can do.
But this kind of private collection is not allowed.
If you want to collect this kind of shells, you need to join a land reclamation team from all ethnic groups to do it yourself.
This is the only coin collection team allowed.
It can only be done together under the supervision of many ethnic groups.
Therefore, the colorful shells in Mai Fan's hand were pocket money that his coyote randomly picked up when foraging for food at night.
It is the real coin that has passed the clear path in front of the three major alliance clan leaders.
When Mai Fan first reported it, he just said that the wolf he raised had brought it back.
The other party thought it was just like a person accidentally discovering one or two of the same properties.
So I happily reported the coins in Mai Fan’s hand.
But what they didn't know was...the coyote that Mai Fan had raised was still beaten many times at night.
The colorful shells I picked up could fill a big pocket.
To Mai Fan, this extremely precious colored shell is like a stone on the street...
Not to say it's worthless, but it's just a show-off price.
Seeing this handful of four or five colored shells, the person who reported the news was extremely excited.
But he didn't dare to ask for it. This was a great witch. If someone knew that he had stolen so much money from the other party...
The messenger glanced at the group of wizards behind Mai Fan, and found that their eyes were dangerous and unkind...
Very decisively, he pointed his finger at the reward in Mai Fan's other hand.
"Just, this is it? I choose this."
Whatever this is, it looks very inconspicuous.
A small wooden bottle, as big as a palm, could be something valuable.
Take it home and give it to your children as an amulet blessed by the wizard.
It's just something with a nice name but real but little value...
After the selection, the messenger sighed...
This time he came back in a hurry, fearing that he would lose money on this deal.
Mai Fan smiled. He put the bottle into the hand of the messenger and said to the messenger in a volume that only two people could hear: "Open it in a place where no one is around... Listen to me... This way there will be no trouble."
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This wizard is mysterious and really strange.
The messenger listened to his strange words... put the bottle in his arms, and waited until others stopped paying attention to him... then turned around and left.
The battle report sent in advance was indeed correct.
Not long after, the normal battle report with the results came out.
Because of the extraordinary treasure-hunting abilities of the Beast God clan, this game that was supposed to last for one day or even several days ended prematurely.
Let’s tally up the points of the players who have already come out and gained points...