The Dark Tide Coast, the Western Continent.
Due to the presence of magical beasts and other marine species, the oceans of this world were far more dangerous than Earth's, which was why there were not many who could 'live off the sea' despite its abundance of resources.
Hence, the question was — would the fat nobles of this world give up on seafood that was scarcer and tastier than Earth's?
The answer was naturally no.
In fact, it was precisely because those seafood were more precious than Earth's that the nobles would go after them like ducks. After all, they clearly enjoyed the sense of superiority that others did not have more than delicacies.
No trade, no killing. That saying could be said the other way around.
When a certain item was so precious that some commoners would not have to worry about food or clothing for a month or two, there would always be brave men who would appear despite the danger of the harvesting process.
Bi was one of them.
It was not quite right to call him a brave man.
His tribe was originally a small tribe that lived near the Vierlin Mountains. However, because the physiques of the tribesmen were not particularly good, the God of Beasts, Beifeng, did not show any mercy to his tribe. They did not even have a single warrior that could stand out in the Vierlin Plains.
That was why when other tribes became envious of the profits their tribe earned from harvesting delicacies and rare herbs from the Vierlin Mountains, it was only natural that they were chased away from their home.
If it had been before, the Grayclaw tribe of the Lionmen would have been able to uphold justice. But everything changed when Swordtail Grayclaw became chief of the Grayclaw tribe.
That skinny, evil Lion Man, who always wore a black cloak and wrapped himself up from head to toe, didn't look like a brave and fierce Lion Man at all. After he took over, he started to get close to the Hyena-men and Gray Werewolves, attacking some of the weaker non-human tribes and forcing them to pay tribute to him.
It was the same for Bi's tribe.
After having all their savings sucked dry, they further chased Bi's tribe away from their homeland, pushing them to the dangerous and barren Dark Tide Coast, forcing them to survive by digging for seaweed.
But that was not going to work.
If a child in the tribe fell ill and had no money to hire a witch doctor to treat them, they would slowly weaken and finally die in despair!
Even if some witch doctors found their conscience and were willing to treat them for free, it would be useless. Because even if they had the prescription, it would be useless if they didn't have money to buy the medicine!
It was precisely because of this that the chief of the Bi tribe, after suffering for a long time, hardened his heart and made a decision: Let the tribesmen gather at the beach of the dark tide, pick up the seafood that was washed up by the tide, dig out the parasitic shellfish on the reef, and trade them with the humans for money!
On Earth, it was relatively easy to earn some money and even gave people a sense of romance, but in this world, it was extremely dangerous.
Many sea monsters could hide in the water about a meter deep and attack the people on the shore.
For example, sea scorpions, man-eating horseshoe crabs, and other creatures that could lurk in the sand and ambush people were basically all accurate.
In addition, the Bi's clansmen were all rather skinny and weak, and weren't battle-type. In less than a month, they had already lost three clansmen because of gathering beachcombers.
Bi had even personally witnessed his cousin being carried away by a sea monster that looked like a Anomalocaris with its sickle-shaped legs. He basically had no chance of survival.
But even so, for the continuation of the tribe, they could only endure the fear in their hearts and continue to look for valuable things during the ebb of the tide …
After a month of practice, Bi had somewhat gained some experience in gathering beachcombers. When he saw that the soil quality was different from the surroundings, or that the sand was bubbling, he would carefully go around it and look for small fish and prawns to catch.
But today, he found something different from usual.
On the beach not far in front of him, there were three men lying on the ground in strange positions. They kept swaying with the ebb and flow of the tide, and could be swept away at any time.
Bi originally didn't intend to be a busybody.
Although floating corpses were rare, some people in the tribe had seen them before. Corpses were often parasitic with some ferocious insects, and if one got too close, they might be attacked.
Still, he noticed that one of them had a pair of triangular beast ears on its head.
The soaked fur was stuck to the ears and looked rather comical, but Bi, who had visited the Grayclaw tribe with his father as chief, knew very well that those weren't the ears of a werecat or any other nonhuman tribe, but the ears of a lion-man!
A lion-man's corpse!
Although Bi wasn't sure how it died, the adults in the tribe might use it as a bond with the Grayclaw tribe if he could bring it back to the tribe …
With that thought, Bi cautiously approached the lion-man.
But before he could touch the Lion Man, the Lion Man trembled and let out a low and painful groan.
The sudden change left Bi stumbling a few steps back in shock.
It was fortunate that the lion-man didn't do anything out of the ordinary.
That relaxed Bi a little, and he cautiously approached the lion-man again, before taking out the geoduck he just dug out from his basket and poking it.
It was only after a moment that the lion-man opened its eyes as if it had regained consciousness.
"Cough, cough …" It spat out a mouthful of saliva, its expression immeasurably lost. "Where … is this …"
"This is the Dark Tide Coast." Bi cautiously kept some distance away from it, and answered quietly. "Are you a Grayclaw?"
The lion-man's expression changed at once at the word 'Grayclaw'. His feeble and harmless demeanor vanished, replaced by a sharp hunter's expression.
"You know the Grayclaw? … I see. It's a little strange, but I'm finally back. "He muttered to himself thoughtfully, before glancing at Bi in surprise." The Long Ears? I remember your tribe should be around Vierlin Mountain. Why would you appear by the sea? "
"Didn't you Grayclaw tribe forcefully award our territory to the Black Teeth?!" Bi's long rabbit ears drooped at his question.
"Is that so …" The lion-man stroked his chin and stood up to look at the other two corpses, before kicking them. "Wake up! We're at the Western Continent! "
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CHAPTER 203 - INTRODUCTION
The Western Continent
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