I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early-Chapter 775 - 550: The Dark Clouds of the [Temple of Greed] Will Ultimately Shroud the World_4

"These guys are swindling and cheating everywhere... and some goblins enjoy deceiving others, often spreading false information."

The leader, an elderly female, had bright eyes and a long nose, and she was four hundred years old.

The Hongxiang Clan is a matriarchal society; due to their large size, they originally had difficulty getting enough food. It wasn’t until they established diplomatic relations with the Dwarves a hundred years ago that they secured a stable food source.

"Mother of the clan, we believe this information is quite reliable because more races are spreading the same news. They are unlikely to be like goblins who deceive merely for their own amusement."

A male Hongxiang spoke respectfully.

He had two long, white tusks, each measuring 2.5 meters.

The tusks of the Hongxiang Clan are high-quality engraving materials, which is why they are also long-term strategic partners of the Dwarf Clan.

But the Dwarves are powerful, they suppress prices, and since they control the food supply, there’s always a latent risk.

Now, with the sudden emergence of Green Grass City and the establishment of a well-positioned trading market, they had some new ideas.

"We are a civilization with special products, and the demand exceeds the supply."

"But having one more partner means one more pathway. I think it would be wise to send a caravan there to take a look."

"Whether to cooperate or not depends on an actual inspection to find out." The clan mother appeared to be quite wise.

"Won’t the Dwarves be angry if they find out? What if they deduct our food supply this year... we’ll starve again."

The clan mother said calmly: "We’re just going there to look. Besides, our civilization is not subordinate to the Dwarves. Can they really stop our trade?"

"Now that the Dwarves have more competitors, we also need to secure our own interests."

The clan mother closed her eyes, murmuring as if she was performing divination.

Oddly... it couldn’t be determined?!

Green Grass City, a mysterious civilization, might really have some strength?

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It must be admitted that the food supply in the Northern Territory is indeed a significant problem.

For weaker clans, what difference does entering the supernatural world make? The Malthusian trap remains; most of the population still suffers from hunger and cold.

For stronger clans, food becomes the best means to exploit weaker clans.

The Long-haired Clan, a great clan of the Northern Territory, has pushed their technology into the Steam Era and has the ability to extract "Combustible Crystal Stones" from the bottom of lakes.

Their thick fur can resist the harshest cold, and they own as many as 12 cities, with a population of twenty million!

However, the Long-haired Clan has been suppressed by the Dwarves and cannot rise. free𝑤ebnovel.com

The reason is that in a gamble a hundred years ago, they were decisively defeated without suspense.

In this freezing land, there is no sympathy for losers.

That Waterloo cost them numerous mines, farmlands, forests, lakes, and vassal races. Under the Dwarves’ oppression, they have since been in decline.

At this very moment, the Long-haired Clan convened a city meeting.

"The Dwarves actually have opponents?!"

"Is this news real or fake?" These fanged guys studied a map seriously.

"It’s too far... 12,000 kilometers away from us, even if we purchase goods, it’s difficult to transport them back. We don’t have enough Carrying Beasts."

"No, Green Grass City said that purchasing their goods includes home delivery. They have giant Floating Fortresses, similar to the Dwarves’ fortresses..."

"Have they entered the Electric Era?"

"Yes..."

The Long-haired Clan began to entertain various thoughts.

If we buy weapons, could we reclaim what was lost a hundred years ago?

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(PS: Thanks to "Shanghong Aiai" for the Alliance Hierarch reward! Finally, after an epoch, there’s a new Alliance Hierarch! Orz)

(Sadly, the donkey’s writer can’t add more content without strength, the previous Alliance Hierarch’s request is still owed QAQ, the writer can only lie on the ground, tears in eyes, eating this carrot, then howl twice: The big boss is awesome!)