"Well, I’d like to try whether I can let people go to the horse family." Maple nodded and replied to be continued.
Chapter two hundred and forty Migration plan
After finding Spark in Yvette’s home, the Langke, who dreamed of becoming a diplomat, lived up to Feng’s expectation that he was also proficient in the language of the Sagittarius.
"The thing is, I hope I can recruit a centaur tribe, and I hope you can help me communicate with them," Feng said, smacking her lips. "But now I am hostile to them, and it may be dangerous to enter their camp, but don’t worry, I will do my best to ensure your safety."
"Of course I would if I could help you," Spark agreed decisively.
"That’s great. Thank you," said Feng, holding Spark’s hand.
"Friends should help each other, shouldn’t they?" Spark smiles to say
At this time, Everitt said at the door, "How can you have the idea of wooing centaurs? Those muscular guys don’t have a good brain."
"It is because of their bad brains that I want to woo them," replied Feng.
"A bad brain means not only good control," Everitt smiled, "but also trouble-making."
"That’s true, but I’ll think of some way to keep an eye on them." Feng nodded. "Of course, I have to speak them successfully first."
"Then you have a try. If you fail, remember to blow the whistle." Evelyn said and knocked at the door.
If Yvette didn’t say anything about maple, she really forgot that Yvette gave him a black whistle before the war and told him not to blow it unless he had to.
"I will," said Feng, getting up.
Then Feng took Spark to ride Torres running all the way back to the famine plain and back to the Kobold camp.
"I’ll go in and find someone to say something. You wait for me outside for a while." Feng vault said to Spark.
"Good" Spark nodded.
Maple returned to this temporary camp because she wanted to talk to Tim about something. After inquiring about it with several patrol soldiers, she found Tim’s temporary residence.
"Yan, why are you here?" See maple walked into the tent, happy to ask a way
"I have some things I want to discuss with President Tim." Maple went straight to the point.
Tim smiled even more brightly after hearing it. "I like it when you come to discuss things with me because I always get benefits. Go ahead."
"Well, the competition for this cleanup operation has almost reached the end, and the last Centaur and the giant inferno will become the winning key." Maple said and paused to sit opposite Tim and continued, "And I want to try to communicate with Centaurs to keep themselves away from this famine plain. If it can be done, we will be the winners."
Tim was shocked at first, then put away his surprised expression and said, "If someone else said these things, I would laugh at them for being stupid, but if it were you, I think anything is possible. I’m really curious about what methods can make Centaurs leave this plain voluntarily."
"As you can see, this famine plain is not suitable for living, even for centaurs. Water and food are very scarce here. If I can recommend a place with a better environment, I believe it will interest centaurs," Feng said slowly.
"Then what can I do to help?" Asked Tim
"After all, it’s definitely not enough to recommend a good place for Centaurs to migrate tribes," Feng said, rubbing her fingers. "It’s necessary to make them feel the benefits. You must ask President Mu for help. I hope I can advance this reward and borrow some money and convenience from President Mu."
After listening to maple, Tim smiled a few times. "Ha-ha-yan, it’s very kind of you. After all, if you can persuade Centaur to leave, it will help me a lot. Of course, if you need help here, I will be duty-bound just don’t know what you mean by this convenience?"
"Food and some Sagittarius may need something," replied Feng.
"Then how many benefits do you think can satisfy the appetite of centaurs?" Tim asked again
"I won’t know until I talk to Centaur," Feng said, touching the bar. "If I think the Centaur conditions are too outrageous, I will cancel the plan myself."
"Ok, then go ahead and do it boldly. I will help you if the conditions are reasonable." Tim made a decisive decision
"Then I’ll thank President Tim first." Maple got up and said.
"Don’t be polite to me. I’ll ask Langluo to go back and mobilize the resources in the Chamber of Commerce now. When the time comes, I’ll ask Langluo to send you what you need." Mu Haomai said.
"Well, I’ll go now." Maple said and turned out of the tent.
After leaving the tent, Feng smiled. Tim was as frank as ever, but it contained a little businessman’s essence. He was not sure from beginning to end whether he invested or lent money to himself. The reason should be that he had to see the conditions and results of the Sagittarius before he could make a balance.
However, this is also human nature, and Feng did not care about turning over decisively. The horse came to the door of the Centaur camp with Spark.
As soon as Torres stopped at the gate of the camp, two centaur guards rushed over waving two big axes. Just as Feng was about to pull out the ghost shield, he heard Spark say a bunch of languages that he didn’t understand, and the two centaur guards stopped.
As the two centaur guards stopped, Spark turned his horse and said a few words to them, and the two centaur guards returned a few words, so the communication was smooth.
Finally, after the two centaur guards nodded at the same time, Spark turned his head and said to the horse-backed maple, "We can go in."
"Ah … good" Feng nodded and turned over on his horse. "What did you say to them?" Maple walked beside Spark and asked.
"We mean no harm and want to talk to them," Spark replied.
Feng listened and stared. "It’s that simple?"
"But most Centaurs don’t hate communicating with other races," Spark replied with a smile.
"What a surprise … I think they like axes to communicate with other races." Maple said and shrugged his shoulders.
Follow two centaurs to guard Feng and Spark all the way to the centaur camp, right in the middle. All the other centaurs look at them with unfriendly eyes, but they have no intention to start work. To be continued.
Chapter two hundred and forty-nine Black mane
When they came to a delicate giant tent, two centaur guards turned around and said a few words to Spark, and then they went into the tent.
"They said to inform the chief." Spark translated the words of the two centaurs to Feng Dao.
"It’s too simple … just two strange races said they would talk to them and see the chief directly! ？” Maple simply can’t understand.
Spark nodded. "All I said was that the Sagittarius didn’t hate communicating with other races."
In a short time, two centaur guards came out and lifted the curtain of the tent. Although Fengji could be sure that this meant please come in, Spark looked at the side of his eyes and saw him nod before entering the giant tent with him.
When Feng entered the tent, he saw many sturdy centaurs, but among them, the most conspicuous one was his face and elf clan. He had a long hair like an Indian, and two bronzing tattoos on his chest flashed from time to time. He was not as naked as other centaurs, but he was very powerful with a thick black spear.
While maple was observing it, the majestic centaur was also observing them. Soon after, it uttered a string of words that maple could not understand.
"It says it’s here. The chief’s name is Black Bristle. Welcome. I don’t know what you want to talk to it." Spark immediately translated it to Feng Dao.
Feng nodded after hearing this. It seems that the centaur chief is easy to talk to and should not know that he is the one who took the army to clear them up.
"You told it that the famine plain is not a good place to live." When it comes to this maple, I thought for a while and then added, "I know a better place. If they are willing to migrate, I will give them food and what they want."
"Well, centaurs should like this frank conversation." Spark smiled and translated the maple words to the big chief, Black Mane.
After hearing Spark’s words, the black mane stroked his goatee and immediately said a lot to Spark.
"It said that although I don’t know why you want them to migrate, they are willing to leave at once if you can give them enough food," Spark translated.
It’s really going well. It seems that they should be really short of food, but they just don’t know how much food they need.’ Maple said to Spark after thinking about it, "Ask them how much food they need."
When Spark translated the maple words to the black mane, the black mane immediately replied to him. Spark turned his head and translated the black mane words. "It said it would discuss with its elders and give us an answer later."
"Well …" Maple nodded and looked at the black mane and brought five magnificent centaurs to a partition.
"This negotiation is really much simpler than I thought." Maple sighed with emotion.
"Because Centaurs don’t care what they will really do to you, what purpose you do it for, and so on, they will immediately implement it if their immediate interests are rich enough," Spark said with a smile.
"It was a simple race … but I have to say I liked it." Maple also smiled two times.
It wasn’t long before the black mane took the five centaur elders out of the room and immediately said a bunch of centaur words to Spark.
After listening, Spark translated, "They want 2 tons of meat and 2 tons of grain."
When I heard the quantifier ton, Feng frowned at first, but it was not too much to calculate carefully. One ton is equal to two catties, and two tons is four catties of meat. For the food price in Mitte City, gold coins should be able to fix the food, which is cheaper, but centaurs still eat! ? The brain has made up one hundred and one centaurs, and the image of maple with a mouthful of rice and meat feels full of disobedience.
While Feng was thinking, Black Bristle said two more words to Spark, who immediately translated them to Feng. "They also said that if you can give more, they would like you to do more."