Next, Myne and Morva continued their general talk about this dimensional creak, while Zhorra occasionally added a few words to make her presence known. Both of them didn’t know how they ended up in this ghostly place. One moment they were inside their town, watching the meteor shower that appeared once in a hundred years, and the next thing they remembered was that all the people in their town, including their mounts and animals, were teleported to this open area in the middle of a forest.
Thankfully, there were only some weak monsters around them, and with a stream of fresh water running right behind their asses, there was also always a sunny day time saving a lot of trouble, so they had no difficulty surviving.
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After that, they quickly adapted to their situation and started building a shelter. After all, the cooldown time was like a sword hanging over their necks, and they dared not be careless. This is why Myne only saw a handful of people causally patrolling around the village, while the rest were busy making preparations for the war.
Because of this, they were so busy that they hardly had time to rest or think about anything else, leaving many things unprepared, like how they now completely depended on meat for food, and there was nothing else to eat around them. Although the forest was lush, there were no other edible things around them, at least they hadn’t found anything.
It was good that most of the barbarians were very fond of meat; you could even say they were die-hard fans of meat, so they didn’t care even if they only had meat to eat for months. However, some people like Morva and Zhorra, other ladies, who also liked to eat other things, were on the verge of going crazy after eating meat without seasoning for nearly half a month.
"You guys are really having a hard life," Myne showed a look of sympathy. If it were his real body, he would have already taken out a dozen or so delicious dishes, enough for both ladies to eat their fingers off, but sadly, he could only offer them some pity and had no other way to gain their friendship points quickly.
"Umm, Morva, I have to mop the floor, can I now have some drink... Brat?! You’re back?"
Just as Myne was continuing to talk with both ladies, suddenly Tharnak walked out of the house, holding a mop in one hand and a bucket filled with dirty water in the other. He was halfway through ruining his own strong and mighty image when he saw an unexpected guest sitting with his wife and granddaughter and couldn’t help but exclaim with surprise. Then, without wasting time trying to save his poor image, he quickly came beside Myne.
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"Old man, seems like you’re getting good treatment for trying to be cool. This is called karma. In the future, when treating guests, you better not try to show off your strength," Myne looked at Tharnak’s getup and mocked him with a disdainful smile.
"Yes, yes, for sure. I will never invite ungrateful guests like you into my home again," Although Tharnak wanted to say a lot of things, seeing his wife’s not-so-friendly smile, he gulped down his dissatisfaction and spoke humbly with a forced smile.
"By the way, where did you disappear yesterday? I searched everywhere but couldn’t find you. What kind of magic did you use? Is this a special magic of your world? It was quite cool, can you teach it to me?" Tharnak, whose body was three meters tall and himself was thick-skinned enough, casually placed the mop and bucket behind Myne’s chair and sat down on the turfgrass in the garden, cross-legged, and asked with a curious expression, as there was no extra chair for him.
"Special magic my ass. That was my clone body, and so it is. When you attacked me, it couldn’t take the damage and exploded. Do you have any idea how much I suffered because of your prank? It took me a lot of effort and resources to create each of my clone bodies," Myne pretended to be heartbroken and pretended as if he couldn’t wait to beat Tharnak, but as if he was considering the other party’s old age and status, he didn’t do that.
"I see. Phew, I can sleep peacefully now. I almost thought that I was so old that even a little brat like you could beat me down in terms of magic," Tharnak wiped the nonexistent sweat from his forehead and said with a sigh of relief.
"Old man, stop pretending as if nothing happened. Don’t you want to say anything for your rude behaviour? Don’t forget, that attacking a guest in the house is a universal taboo. I don’t believe it’s allowed in your world," Myne said, giving a playful smile to Tharnak, and then looked at Morva with a pitiful expression as if asking for help.
Then Morva gave Tharnak a beautiful smile, the other party’s expression instantly darkened, and he couldn’t help but curse Myne under his breath.
"Fine... I apologize for my rude behaviour," Under his wife’s deadly gaze, Tharnak put aside his dignity, compromised within a few seconds, and quickly apologized.
"Wait a minute, since this body of yours is a clone, then doesn’t this mean you can still come and go between this dimensional creak and your world freely?" Suddenly, Zhorra, who had also become a hidden background board and was almost forgotten by everyone, stood up from her chair and exclaimed with a shocked expression, catching the trio off guard.
"Yes, but why are you getting so excited?" Myne asked dumbfoundedly, feeling that this hot babe, who was two heads taller than him, had something evil brewing in her mind. Otherwise, she wouldn’t show such a great reaction, and clearly, this wasn’t good news for his poor health.
"Zhorra, what’s the matter, dear?" Morva, who hadn’t seen her granddaughter lose her calm since she was appointed as her father’s assistant, couldn’t help but be surprised.
"Grandma, don’t you understand? This man can walk freely between two worlds. If he’s willing to help, then we can not only buy all the necessary things from his world but also have a better chance of surviving the upcoming disaster. We would have the entire world of support behind us," Zhorra explained, growing more excited with each word. Hearing her words, the trio also realized the importance of the matter and showed shocked expressions.
"F*ck! Why didn’t I think of that?" Myne, who finally realized he was losing money with each passing second, stood up in shock and exclaimed while holding his head.
"Wait, does this mean we don’t have to eat that tasteless meat anymore and can finally eat something useful?"
"Not only that, but we also don’t have to rely on those three half-baked blacksmiths to build those poor-quality weapons and can get something nice. It’s also possible to place a siege weapon in front of the village for better defence, and heavy attacks!"
Clearly, the husband and wife’s brain circuits didn’t match the rhythm. One wanted to eat delicious food, while the other’s head was full of fighting spirit. But the way they looked at Myne was similar: like a hungry lion finally catching a rabbit.
"Wait a moment, I’ll go call Father. He’s been losing hair recently because of all these troubles. I hope after hearing this news, he won’t be so anxious," Saying that, Zhorra didn’t wait for a response and quickly rushed out of the courtyard.
"All right, let’s calm down a moment and discuss this seriously before others come," Morva gestured for her husband to sit on a chair, at least she still cared about his image, and continued, "So, Myne, tell us, are you interested in doing business with us? Although we don’t look very rich, don’t judge us by our appearance. We have enough wealth to blind your eyes."
"Really?" Hearing the other party claim to be super-rich, Myne showed obvious doubt. Seeing how they were wearing cheap and crude leather clothes and didn’t even have decent weapons, it was hard for him to believe they were wealthy.
Morva didn’t answer, just snapped her finger. Suddenly, the golden ring with a red ruby on top of it shone in a dim red light, and a blinding golden light appeared in front of Myne, forcing him to cover his eyes.
"F*ck! Where did you get so many raw gold ores from? Did you rob a mine or what?" Myne looked at the ten-meter-tall hill of gold ores before him, his eyes wide with shock. Not only was gold still very valuable and a hard currency in his world, despite him treating it like junk and always using platinum coins, but this gold also had magical energy in it. Clearly, it wasn’t the same ordinary gold used as currency in his world but a magical material.
If he placed this gold in front of Lewis or any alchemist, he had no doubt that those people would go crazy to dig out its source. After all, materials with good magic energy conductivity were already rare, and if they could be replaced with a valuable material like gold, it could increase the normal product price five times or even more. After all, appearance is god, and this principle applies to both living and non-living things.