MTL - Lord, I’m A Lizardman-Chapter 26 , a lizardman cub

"The source of food, planting, breeding, buying, looting, hunting, searching and gathering wild fruits.

"These six ways of food sources, in addition to purchasing, can be used as food acquisition methods for the shallow pit lizard people."

"However, the efficiency of hunting and searching and gathering wild fruits is too low, and there is no one who can take out the shallow pit lizardmen now."

"Go hunt or gather wild fruits."

"Shasha" An Mubai thought and whispered in his heart, and the sharp claws engraved on the bluestone slab, "planting", "breeding" and "plundering".

"Plundering is the way for most human races in the Wanye Mountains to obtain food."

"The advantage is fast. As long as the plunder is successful once, that group can directly obtain a large amount of food."

"The disadvantage is that the risk is high, and it requires a huge amount of force to ensure that the food can be plundered all the time. Otherwise, it may cause the ethnic group to fall into crisis."

"Everyone in the Wanye Mountains is a hunter, and everyone is a prey. The difference is whose fangs are sharper."

An Mubai murmured thoughtfully, the sturdy lizard tail swayed, and its sharp claws paddled on the sandy ground with white lime on the side.

After a rebellion, and then the whole clan attacked the frogmen in the black mud swamp, the shallow pit lizardmen are now in the toothless prey stage.

More than two hundred adult inferior lizardmen died, as well as the Green Fang and Blood Candle that An Mubai killed, and now the shallow pit lizardmen have no force, so they can plunder the food of other races.

"Yeah!"

Bai Chi let out a crisp cry, her pink eyes blinked, she was lying on the brown-black bluestone slab and was about to fall asleep.

This was just a short visit, An Mubai thought about writing, and her spirit just woke up was exhausted again.

An Mubai turned his head and looked at Bai Chi, who was about to fall asleep with his tender red mouth open on the brown-black creek slate, with a light smile on his face.

Picking up Bai Chi lightly, she placed it in the hay where she used to sleep, next to the low-level water magic stone.

"However, fortunately, I found a Naruto frog."

An Mu's white-gold vertical eyes looked at the low-level water-attribute magic stone snatched from the old frogman, and let out a low laugh.

Then he sat back to his previous position.

"The frogmen have strong reproductive ability and rapid growth. The cubs can mature and transform into adult frogmen within a year. They are the food for most creatures in the Wanye Mountains."

"Similar to the goblins in the forest, they even have the habit of offering their own clansmen to the strong as shelter food."

"Although the Lizardmen in the Shallow Hollows can't beat the frogmen in the black mud swamp, they can easily find the old frogmen."

"As long as he doesn't die, then he can continue to grab "food" from the frogmen in the black mud swamp and use it to strengthen the lizardmen in the shallow pit."

"In the end, when the shallow pit lizardmen are strong enough, they can even make the black mud swamp frogmen as vassals, and let them dedicate a certain amount of their clan each month."

An Mubai smiled lightly, stretched out his sharp claws and engraved the word "vassal" under the word "plunder" on the blue slate.

"Plundering cannot last long and is full of risks, but vassals can last long without too many risks."

"The food source of the Lizardmen in the Asazawa Pit. After the group became stronger, they mainly plundered and accepted other human-like races."

"Now, the black mud swamp frogmen of the old frogmen will be the main source of food for the clan."

"In addition, planting and breeding can't be put down. Only when there is food at home can you not panic. The main thing is to plunder the vassals, and the planting and breeding in your own clan are the auxiliary."

"In this way, the Lizardmen in the shallow pits will develop and grow, and it is unlikely that there will be a crisis of lack of food."

An Mubai laughed softly in his heart, and the sharp claws were carved on the blue stone slab. The face of the old frogman and the thin and short body radiated light in his mind.

This is a good frog!

"Brother Hei, the cubs of the clan have already gathered."

More than half an hour later, the figure of Sanscale walked into the thatched hut, holding two fresh frog legs made from the hind legs of a superior frogman in his hand.

Last night, the old frogman asked the frogmen from the black mud swamp to carry over too many frogmen corpses, and there were more than 170 frogmen in the Asazawa cave.

Moscale and the others couldn't handle it at all, so Sanscale and Pingjiao were also in the thatched hut area, helping to deal with the frogman's corpse.

Only the cartoe, the iron tooth, and the sawscale three superior lizardmen went to rest after eating food.

This is the hierarchical system of most ethnic groups in the Wanye Mountains. The powerful tribes are responsible for the acquisition of food in the tribe, and the weak tribes are responsible for the processing of food and various chores in the tribe.

"it is good!"

An Mubai nodded with a smile on his face, got up and took the two tender frog legs to eat, and walked outside the thatched hut. His stomach was really hungry now.

"Touch! Touch! Touch!"

Outside the thatched hut, it was already noon now, and the blazing hot sun shone on the shallow swamp and in the area of ​​the thatched hut that was not covered by any trees.

The figure that made An Mubai walk out was a little uncomfortable. Lizardmen are not a race that likes high temperature and faces the scorching sun.

However, Mo Lin and the others were still busy with smiles on their thin scales growing faces, holding fresh and tender frog meat that had already been made.

Put it under the blazing sun, these are all food.

Busy Flat Horn, Bone Scales, and the others even had their stomachs full of energy. Even the twenty-five low-level lizardmen who would not get food from their clan on weekdays ate a lot at this time. Frogman flesh.

In the shallow swamp in front of the thatched hut area, lizardmen cubs of different sizes gathered, and their mouths and claws were also stained with blood.

"All the lizardmen cubs in the clan have gathered here."

An Mubai ate the fresh frog legs and started walking over while asking Sanscale.

"Big Brother Heiyu should have all gathered, Moscale, Lietooth and the others when they dealt with these black mud swamp frogmen corpses, the cubs of the clan gathered together."

"Xun picks up some discarded frogmen's flesh and blood to eat."

"Greyscale, Flathorn, they even went to the shallow swamp to look for it once."

San-Scale replied, and followed An Mubai to the gathered lizardmen cubs.

"Patriarch, Big Brother Heiyu!"

Greyscale, Lietooth, and Grey Tong, who were guarding here, hurriedly shouted to An Mubai.

"Um!"

An Mubai nodded lightly, and looked at the lizardmen cubs gathered by Grayscale and the others.