The pampered life of a woman in the beast world's paradise

As the manager of the mermaid tribe at the Coast Market, Yu Mo spends most of his time at the market gate.

It is called the main gate, but it is actually just an empty space, symbolically surrounded by stones on both sides, with a passage several hundred meters wide in the middle, which is the entrance to the market.

There is a stone pavilion at the entrance, and the roof is covered with hay and mud commonly seen in the plains.

This is where Yu Mo often stays, because he thinks he is the most discerning of the mermaids and doesn't feel comfortable leaving his orcs here.

Just then, he saw from a distance an orc who was wrapped up tightly, holding prey that was many times larger than his human body and walking towards the market step by step.

You can tell at a glance that this aura is not an ordinary orc. The main reason is that the black scorpion pattern between his eyebrows is very unique, and his eyes are often bloody. Although they look like passionate peach blossom eyes, the coldness and murderousness in them are much stronger than that of the Winged Tiger Master who came a few days ago.

Yu Mo had a hunch that this guy must be a high-level orc, at least level five, and maybe even level seven like Lord Yihu.

Yu Mo was frightened by her sudden idea and shuddered, and hurried forward to guide him. After all, it was obvious that this guy was coming to the market for the first time.

Yu Mo, who had experience in receiving high-level orcs, ran over calmly to lead the way. "Hello, brother. What's your name? This seems to be your first time at the market. Are you going to exchange for salt, pearls, or animal skins? Or maybe you can find a cave to stay in first and wait a few days to see if other tribes have any new things to send?"

The man uttered two words calmly, "Erosion Bone, name." and then stopped talking.

He really has taken pretending to be cool to a certain level.

In fact, Bone Erosion was sorting out the information from the merman and the beastman's words. First of all, this is a market. Secondly, the most common things that can be exchanged here are salt, pearls and animal skins. In addition, other tribes will continue to arrive with goods, and there are caves in the market to provide accommodation.

"How do I change the salt?" Just when Yu Mo thought that Shi Gu Gao Leng would not speak again, the other party asked the question.

Yu Mo was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said hastily, "Ten animal skins and one storage shell of salt."

He glanced at the prey in the other person's hand and continued, "Or you can exchange five prey like this for one salt storage shell."

Bone Erosion: Damn, why is the salt in this exile land so expensive?

At this moment, Shigu regretted that he had not learned how to make salt. But if he did not eat salt and ate raw meat every day, he felt that it would be too unfair to his stomach.

After thinking about it, he decided to try to use his power to overwhelm the opponent.

So although Erosion Bone seemed to care about nothing, the pressure of a seventh-level orc was gradually released around him.

He just took a quick look and found that most of the people around him were level 3 or 4 orcs. The fish that was chatting with him was the highest, at level 5.

Well, in the beast world where the strong are respected, even if this place is already a place of exile, he, a seventh-level being, should be given due courtesy.

Yu Mo and the orcs in the market who were closer to Shi Gu could all sense his seventh-level position, but the other party had obviously restrained himself, as if he was simply trying to let them know that he was a seventh-level powerhouse.

Yu Mo's mind was quick as he thought back to the seventh-level orc who claimed to be a bone-eating beast. The other party's sudden change seemed to be after he answered the exchange rate of salt.

Do they think our salt is too expensive? But they have always changed it at this price.

Forget it, the mermaids didn't want to offend a seventh-level warrior, but it was a pity that he was not as easy to talk to as Lord Wing Tiger. It seemed that they needed to bleed a lot.

Yu Mo cautiously probed, "Lord Shi Gu, you said earlier that you are a seventh-level expert. We are targeting a seventh-level expert, and the Salt Storage Shell only needs the three preys in your hand."

Seeing that Shi Gu remained silent, he felt uneasy. "This is already the lowest price. Our mermaids have been selling salt at this market for generations, with ten animal skins for one storage shell."

Bone Erosion glanced at him and said, "I see. Am I an orc who cares about this? A few preys are just a matter of minutes for me."

Yu Mo: You’re such a good pretender, if you hadn’t released the seventh level of pressure from beginning to end, I would have almost believed it.

The orcs around were puzzled: Why is there another level seven here?

The three major tribes on land only have one seventh-level warrior each. Now, in such a small place as the market, two seventh-level warriors have appeared in a short period of time, and they are both very young orcs.

When did the seventh level become so worthless? What happened to the promise that it would take a century to produce one?

Alas! The beasts are really better than the beasts. It seems that they have to find a way to upgrade to level 5 as soon as possible. Otherwise, it always feels unsafe to go out.

Yu Mo accompanied Shi Gu to exchange salt first, and then took people to the cave to settle down. During this time, they also chatted with people.

The information that Yu Mo found out was that Shi Gu lived alone in the mountains for many years, and only came out to train when he reached the seventh level, so he didn't know much about this place.

Shigu learned from Yumo that this place of exile was called Soul Pattern Continent by these beast-worshipping guys. There were three main types of people living on the continent: flying beasts, land beasts, and mermaid beastmen.

Among them, the flying beasts rely on their ability to fly and think they are the closest to the beast god, so they look down on the land orcs and are never willing to come into contact with land beasts.

The land animals didn't have any opinion on this, since the flying animals wouldn't appear in front of them anyway.

Erosion Bone remembered that in the beginning there was a small group of weak orcs who did not believe in the Beast God in the Exiled Lands. He wondered if they had become extinct after so many years.

"Are there any beastmen on land who don't believe in the Beast God?" Erosion Bone asked directly the question in his mind.

Yu Mo looked at Shi Gu in surprise, not knowing why he suddenly asked such a question, but he still answered, "Of course there are. But they are just a small group of stray beasts. The big tribes are too lazy to take care of them. Small tribes will lose one or two females every few years because of this."

Shigu nodded, and he understood what was going on. Wandering beasts did not believe in the beast god, so they did not have the beast mark to give to females, and naturally they could not find a mate. So if they wanted to avoid extinction, they had to steal females to give birth.

In those large tribes, the wandering beasts probably cannot snatch them, or it would cost a lot to snatch them. Therefore, the females in small tribes become their targets.

The fish and the scorpion were walking and chatting like this. If you saw them from afar, you would think they were old friends.

Only Yu Mo seemed calm, but there was a hint of cold sweat on his forehead. The aura that corroded his bones made him feel a lot of pressure, and he thought twice before answering any questions.

"Are there any orcs in the Soul Pattern Continent who have awakened their spatial abilities?" This sudden and bone-chilling question almost frightened Yu Mo to death.