Green Monster Epic

"… Our team lost a Legend, and two members were seriously injured. We should receive a greater share of the spoils…"

"…The death is certainly heartbreaking, but everyone knew the risks of this mission before entering the plane. If someone's skills are lacking or they weren't vigilant enough and died, we can only follow the usual practice and give them their due share. It's impossible to just… because they died…"

"…"

Allen calmly watched the scene of the spoils distribution. A group of Legend-level powerhouses, who should have been magnanimous and generous, were haggling over every bit of profit, arguing endlessly.

However, Allen was doing the same thing. After all, this concerned the gains of their team's twenty members, as well as the mission contribution their tribe would receive and their future tribal ranking. Even if Allen didn't like such noisy scenes, he had to take a firm stance and express his opinions to fight for the team's due benefits.

In his heart, Allen actually hoped to spend the remaining few days exploring other parts of the Mirage Plane, trying out more of the unique cooking methods for the plane's creatures, and collecting more local information. These things might not necessarily be less rewarding than what was happening in front of him.

The unique energy in the creatures of the Mirage Plane could strengthen an individual's willpower and mental power, which was a great benefit for Allen, who still had flaws in his mental aspect. Among the major Legend feats he possessed, only the Iron Will feat was related to mental power. If he wanted to make up for this shortcoming in his combat abilities, then the meat made from the creatures of the Mirage Plane might be a shortcut.

Furthermore, more information about the Mirage Plane could provide more data for the next Centennial Competition and even countless future competitions for the descendants, allowing them to be better prepared, which was very important for the long-term planning of the tribe.

However, as the team leader, Allen had to sit in on this meeting of 7-8 team leaders and argue with these short-sighted powerhouses, or rather, those who were more concerned with their own interests, for the pile of spoils behind them that was as high as a small mountain.

After discussing with Allen, the other members of the team formed small groups and went out to explore the surrounding areas, hoping to find other opportunities.

By the time the 8 leaders of the temporary team had generally reached an agreement on the spoils distribution plan and finished dividing them up, three days had passed. Behind Allen, various precious bone materials and crystals were piled up in a mess. The area behind the other leaders was about the same as Allen's, with only slight increases or decreases in the amount of spoils.

Allen's team's harvest wasn't the most, but it wasn't the least either. His contribution in containing the demigod giant was obvious, allowing him to win more bargaining chips for the team. It was just that his team had relatively fewer members, so the portion of spoils distributed per capita was somewhat disadvantageous.

However, Allen still had some advantages in terms of the quality of the spoils. Because of Allen's contribution in containing the demigod when acquiring the spoils from the demigod giant, he ultimately obtained a priority right, and Allen unhesitatingly chose the spear that the demigod giant had discarded.

The spear itself didn't have any particularly outstanding characteristics. In fact, because this plane didn't have casting techniques, the quality of this spear used by the demigod could only barely be considered a mid-tier magic weapon. However, the material of the spearhead, which seemed particularly large compared to the wasteland legends, was tungsten dust steel, which was very precious in the Feyman World and an excellent material for forging weapons of the Legend and demigod ranks.

After Allen used his priority selection right and gave up the distribution of other materials from the demigod's body, the other captains reluctantly allowed Allen to place the spear in their team's pile of spoils.

Of course, in reality, the other teams didn't suffer much of a loss. After all, it was the corpse of a demigod that was twenty meters long. Just stripping out the entire skeleton could produce several sets of Legend-level equipment without any problems. Moreover, the precious materials such as the magic gland and spinal cord in the demigod's corpse could be used to make many precious potions, becoming one of the legends' trump cards for survival.

When there were less than 3 days left until the return time, the legends who had gone out from each team returned one after another. This was the time for each team to divide the spoils. From time to time, team members would express their dissatisfaction and argue, and even a trace of killing intent would leak out when things got heated.

Only Allen's team was the most peaceful. The fair image that Allen had shown in the past month of getting along, coupled with a detailed and meticulous distribution plan, made the Legend-level powerhouses in their team not have too many conflicts over the amount of spoils they received.

"I look forward to having the opportunity to cooperate again."

On the back of the ogre Marcus, a full backpack was even larger than his mountain of flesh. As the newly established beacon behind him shone brightly and began to release magical light, the time everyone existed in the Mirage Plane gradually came to an end.

In front of the ogre, Allen's backpack was no smaller than his. Compared to Allen's relatively thin body, it looked somewhat comical to be carrying that huge backpack at this time. Around them were the members of their temporary team, each with a satisfied look on their faces. This team collaboration had allowed them to gain a lot. Even after deducting the portion handed over to the temple and the council, and the portion turned over to the tribal treasury, everyone could almost exchange the remaining resources or create a piece of equipment above the Legend rank.

"Allen, you have to wait for me, oh. After reporting back to the clan this time, I'll go north to your tribe to find you to play!!"

Bridget's face was full of spring. The more she came into contact with Allen and felt his talent and demeanor, the more Bridget fell into infinite love for Allen. Looking at the wilderness, which goblin bloodline is more outstanding than Allen's ogre?

If she could combine with Allen and give birth to a more excellent offspring, then Bridget's life would be complete!!!!

"Hehe."

Hani and Marilyn, Bridget's two best friends, covered their mouths and snickered aside. It was just a pity that the goblin race could not have offspring with other races. This alone made Hani and Marilyn exclude Allen from the threshold of a partner.

Legends are also people, and they all have their own desires and pursuits. The natural maternal radiance of females makes them always want to give birth to an offspring to cultivate well and inherit the wealth they have accumulated over the years after they reach a certain age.

"Then I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint you. After this competition is over, I'm going out for a long trip. I can't estimate when I'll be back."

Allen's expression was as usual. In the month they had been together, Bridget would stroll around in front of him and approach him whenever she had time. Allen initially felt a little uncomfortable, but he became relieved after a long time.

It's impossible for a partnership to be successful if only one person is willing, and they are both the mainstays of their respective tribes. Allen believes that the leader of the Bersuni tribe cannot let Bridget act recklessly. If Allen were to hook up with such a Legend-level powerhouse and bring them into the Green Field tribe, the Bersuni tribe's loss would be no small matter.

“However, if you really want to come and visit my tribe, that's no problem. I'll let the youngsters in the tribe know in advance, and they'll definitely take good care of you for me.”

“……”

A hint of sadness rose in the depths of Brigitte's eyes, but she hid it well. She knew very well what Allen's attitude represented, but she quickly cheered up again. After rolling her eyes a few times, she happily agreed, “Okay, I'll wait for you to come back in your tribe, no matter how long it takes.”

“……”

What else could Allen say? He could only smile slightly, considering the matter settled.

“Chieftain Allen, I'll miss you…”

Hanini gently placed her hand on Allen's chest, opening her mouth with captivating charm. The action almost made her best friend Brigitte want to attack her.

“…the food you make!”

As she spoke, she suddenly changed to a sly smile, giving Brigitte a teasing look.

Only then did Brigitte realize that her best friend was actually teasing her. She immediately let out a coquettish cry and chased after Hanini to get revenge. However, Hanini had already rushed towards the location of the beacon, placing her hands on it. The spiritual power she had accumulated for a long time connected with the crystal beacon, and her figure, along with the large luggage behind her, disappeared from everyone's sight.

“Hmph, trying to run away!!”

Brigitte swung her hand behind her, and the tightly bound, bulging luggage was easily carried on her shoulder. After performing the same actions, she followed closely behind and returned to the wilderness.

“If you need my help with anything in the future, just send someone to notify me, and I will definitely come.”

The half-elf Sami Yang, who had been rescued by Allen twice, stepped forward and solemnly promised Allen.

“If there's nothing going on, can't I just come and catch up with you?”

Allen pretended to be in a difficult position, but the teasing look in his eyes made Sami Yang understand his true meaning.

“Of course you're welcome. I'll take you to try the food in our village. Although it's definitely not as good as your cooking, our village's rice wine and fruit drinks are not bad.”

“Okay, it's settled then.”

“I'll wait for you.”

……

Allen said goodbye to his companions one by one. In Allen's opinion, the friendship they had forged during this short period of time was actually a gain. Previously, Allen had stood up for the team in various ways, showing a fair style of doing things, and even made slight concessions in the distribution of spoils. In fact, he had deliberately done so, hoping to take advantage of this cooperation to establish a relatively stable friendship with these dozen or so legendary powerhouses.

Although the Green Field Tribe inherited the material and population foundation of the Agina Tribe, the friendship between the Agina Tribe and other tribes had been interrupted. Apart from the few neighbors in the Northern Thorns Ring, the Green Field Tribe no longer had any other close tribes among the more than 100 member tribes of the Mansa Alliance. This was not a good thing for a powerful tribe.

Therefore, when usually traveling to Mansa City, Allen would always restrain his temper and visit other powerhouses in the city to connect with them and lay a foundation for further development in the future.

However, Allen also knew that the friendship built through such connections would not have much loyalty, and could often be broken by a little bit of interest. Now that he had such a group of companions, the friendship established through experiencing life and death battles together and relying on each other was much more reliable than the friendship formed by chatting and giving gifts.

Of course, there were a few guys in the team who were smooth and selfish. Even if Allen had helped them, they would probably forget everything that happened inside this plane after leaving, and might not be able to establish a long-lasting friendship with Allen.

But being able to forge a decent friendship with Hanini, Marilyn, Tirio, Sami Yang, and others was, in Allen's opinion, very good.

In the future, if the tribe has any needs in the council, or if the alliance has any major actions, the members of each other's tribes can take care of and cooperate with each other, making it easier and more stable to deal with risks and handle affairs.

Buzz!!

His brain went blank, and when Allen reopened his eyes, he had already returned to the teleportation formation in Mansa Inner City Square. He glanced around. Although there was still more than a day left until the one-month limit, some tribal teams had already returned first. At this time, they were sparsely heading towards their respective residences outside the city, leaving only one or two representatives to welcome the return of the legends.

Allen didn't see the faces of his little cubs, so he guessed that they hadn't returned from the plane yet, and his heart also hung up.

“Your Excellency, we need to check the luggage behind you, I hope you can cooperate.”

A human-faced man, leading several burly wilderness natives, walked up to Allen and greeted him respectfully and politely.

Allen glanced at these guys who hadn't taken their eyes off him since he came out of the teleportation formation, and then looked at the figures of the four wilderness strongest men hovering in the high sky. He very cooperatively opened the luggage behind him, allowing them to check and classify it.

According to the rules, 2/3 of the crystals obtained by each legend and their team must be handed over to the temple, as a reward for the temple providing precious energy crystals and opening and maintaining the cross-plane teleportation formation. The remaining 1/3 of the Dream Crystals are allowed to be kept by each tribe for charging the tribe's inheritance crystals. After all, many inheritance crystals are not easy to collect, especially those that can gather a whole set of inheritance, and cannot be easily discarded. Therefore, Dream Crystals are often used as consumables to charge these inheritances.

As for the collected materials, half of them need to be handed over to the council and the temple as rewards for the alliance and the temple for handling sudden events in the wilderness on weekdays, and for giving rewards to meritorious people when major events occur.

Seeing that most of what he had risked his life to obtain was going to others, it would be false to say that he didn't feel heartache. However, Allen also thought it through. After all, this was a rule formed over countless years in the wilderness. Since it exists, it naturally has its necessity. Moreover, if the alliance and the temple hadn't provided this stage, Allen and the others might not have had the opportunity to harvest these precious materials.

Apart from the endless sea and a few dangerous places, almost all other places in the Ferman world have been explored by intelligent races. If you want to collect precious materials in this world, you still have to rely on personal luck and long-term collection.

Only undeveloped places like the Illusionary Mirage Plane have so many precious resources for people to collect.

It's just that the cost of crossing planes is extremely high, and the threshold is also high. Without a deep foundation and a superb magical inheritance, even if someone obtains the positioning beacon of a certain alien world, they can only sigh in vain.

The huge luggage directly shrank by more than half. When it returned to Allen's body again, the ratio between the luggage and him was not so large. However, Allen was not in a hurry to leave. The fact that his tribesmen had not returned made him feel a little worried, so he simply found a place outside the teleportation formation with a wide view, threw the luggage into a corner, sat on it, and began to rest with his eyes closed.