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Chapter 122, the situation in the southern wasteland and monthly ticket support!)

Reynolds glanced at his second brother Lott and smiled, "It's better for the second brother!"

His second brother reported on major events in the entire tribe, and he mainly reported on the current situation of the winery in charge of him.

Lott glanced at his fifth brother Reynolds and nodded. Since his younger brother was arranged by his nephew to manage the winery, he seemed to see his young and energetic fifth brother.

"Then let me tell you first!" Lott looked at his nephew, feeling quite stressed.

Especially when I learned that my nephew had broken through to the sixth level, the psychological pressure in the past has now become a double pressure between the psychological and physical.

Covenus nodded with a smile.

In the past few months, the tribe has changed and the tribe’s people have also changed.

If you compare the second and fifth uncles who were the second and fifth uncles when he was the chief, you simply don’t believe that they are the same person.

However, the world is so wonderful. If you have the ability, everyone will gradually admire you.

Seeing Covennas nodding, Lott said: "First of all, the population, the total population of the Silver Berry Tribe has exceeded 22,000 orcs."

Covennas nodded slightly and smiled, "It actually exceeded 20,000 people, so fast!"

In fact, these data cannot be hidden from him, after all, the system has clearly counted it.

To be precise, it has now become 23,657 orcs.

Because he was in Canyon City, the 1,100 orcs who worked in Kasha Hotel also counted within the total population of the Silver Berry Tribe.

Lot looked at his nephew and nodded with a smile: "Half a month ago, two werewolf tribes with less than a thousand orcs nearby chose to join our Silver Bedle tribe."

Lott is full of energy every day now, because the Silver Berry Tribe is growing at an unimaginable rate.

He didn't know what kind of behemoth the Silver Berry Tribe would become in the future, but he was glad and admired his father, who made his nephew Covennas become the chief, which opened the road to the rise of the Silver Berry Tribe.

"This is a good thing!"

Kovenus nodded. Within a radius of hundreds of miles nearby, the Silver Mane Tribe was the dominant one, and the remaining werewolf tribes were only a few thousand people.

Therefore, in the middle of the famine, these small tribes without surplus food can only choose to integrate into the large tribe, and the courage currently displayed by the Silver Berry Tribe is definitely the best choice for these small and medium tribes.

"It's a good thing. At present, the commander of Silver Shadow Blade Carl, said that he had arranged a large number of members of Silver Shadow Blade to integrate into the large and small tribes within a hundred miles nearby. The Thousand People Tribe last month and the two werewolf tribes with less than a thousand people half a month ago were all handled by Carl's personnel." Lott said.

Regarding the establishment of Silver Shadow Blade, Covennas greeted him, and the personnel were chosen by Carl. Although he was not very clear about the specific functions of Silver Shadow Blade, Carl's achievements now cannot be ignored.

"It seems that the establishment of the Silver Shadow Blade has improved a bit. Carl is indeed a talent, so it is worthy of the vain that Commander Cro praised him so much."

"I will remember his merits. I will not forget him in the future when rewarding merits." Covennas smiled.

That kid Carl didn't expect that it was only half a month, and the results had appeared one after another. It seemed that the kid was indeed a great achiever.

"Don't worry, no one can forget Carl's credit." Lott smiled.

Of course he was happy about the rising star of the tribe. As the tribe expanded, he also understood that the Silver Berry family tribe was the only one who had novices, Covennas and his fifth brother Reynolds. They were the only two of them left in their generation. Although there were quite a lot of juniors in the Silver Berry tribe, he had eight sons alone, but in addition to his nephew, Covennas, the younger generation now had only the second son, the third son, the fourth son, and the three younger brothers of Covennas, who were second, and only turned nine last month.

As for other juniors, they are even younger, and his eldest son is only eight years old.

As the Silver Berry tribe develops so rapidly, he feels powerless, so he is very happy that the tribe has a late-stage show.

After all, none of the Silver Berry tribes can rely on except for the three werewolfs.

"In addition, Chief, Commander Carl also sent back a message that the large tribes in other parts of the southern wasteland have also begun to take in disaster victims, and some tribes of ten thousand people have even begun to devour other small tribes."

"Corrector Carl said that it may be that the news of our Silver Berry annexing of the victims was spreading, so these large tribes would do this," said Lott.

"Perhaps because the large tribe is also taking in disaster victims, the number of orc victims roaming from the north has decreased by two-thirds since half a month ago."

"Is there any specific news about these large tribes?" Covennas asked after hearing this and hesitated for a moment.

He was not surprised by these large tribes' actions, because he learned from his brother-in-law Gahuas that the northern wasteland was almost in chaos because the large tribe took the opportunity to annex other small and medium-sized tribes.

He is rapidly expanding the strength of his own tribe.

So it is normal for the large tribes in the southern wasteland to start taking action.

The power of large tribes is not comparable to that of small and medium-sized tribes. They not only have a broader land, but also have richer resources, but also have more ways to make money than small and medium-sized tribes.

The longer the large tribe exists, the richer the foundation. If your small and medium tribes cannot persist for a month, it may be that those large tribes with tens of thousands of people may not starve them to death even if the famine lasts for two years. This is the accumulated foundation.

So this kind of famine is very powerful for them to expand their strength.

"Commander Carl has arranged members to spread throughout these large tribes, but no news has been heard back yet." Lott shook his head.

"Well, I get it!" Covennas nodded.

"There are fewer disaster victims. I have contacted a werewolf slave owner. From now on, the other party will send about 10,000 slaves every month, so even if you can't search for the victims, you won't be afraid," Kovenus said with a smile.

"Ten thousand?"

"slave?"

Lott and Reynolds were all surprised. There were about 10,000 people a month, so many!!!

But Lott quickly realized that slaves cost money, how much should ten thousand slaves cost?

Lott looked at his nephew with a frown.

The victims don’t spend money, and the slaves ask for money, so there is no need to buy slaves.

Covennas sat in the chief's position. Seeing the second uncle Lott frowned and looked at him, he smiled slightly, and naturally understood why the second uncle frowned.

"Ten thousand slaves, probably less than a thousand gold coins, this little money doesn't matter." Covennas looked at his second uncle Lot and smiled.

The conditions he talked with the werewolf slave owner were that the second level, including below the second level, regardless of gender, age, or race, would be five silver coins per slave.

As for the third level, there are twenty coins, one gold coin and one slave in the fourth level, and twenty gold coins in the fifth level. As for the sixth level, there is no sixth level, and the sixth level belongs to a high-level warrior and it is difficult to be captured as a slave.

At least ordinary slave hunting groups do not have this strength.
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